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Chapter 1197

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Dean frowned and suddenly thought of something. His face changed and became completely gloomy. He cut off the dozens of sharp blades and allowed them to be absorbed into the swamp-like White Silk Blade Wall.

He didn't attack again and quietly waited for the flames to extinguish. His mind was quickly thinking of a new method.

"Why didn't you continue to attack?" Boro narrowed his eyes and grinned. "It seems that with your intelligence, you've already noticed it. Unfortunately, it's useless even if you know. It will only make you more desperate. You're like a flying insect struggling on a spider's web, watching the spider crawl over but unable to move!"

Dean was silent and didn't have any extra thoughts to pay attention to her. What Crimson Moon said was right. His current situation was like a flying insect on a spider's web, imprisoned in this White Silk Blade Wall. The previous few attacks also made him aware of the uniqueness of this White Silk Blade Wall. No wonder it was called "God's Cage" by Crimson Moon. It was indeed worthy of this name. Even he couldn't think of a way to break it in a short time.

"Didn't you notice that even if you didn't attack, your life energy is quietly flowing away? My divine cage has several layers. The flames and ice that you released before were all absorbed and stored by me. Just my own energy is enough to eat you up, not to mention that you gave me so much energy. It's a pity that you're too smart and noticed it too early. Otherwise, if you attacked me a few more times, my divine cage would be even more secure! " Boro's smile was very exaggerated, but his eyes were extremely cold. He was like a cold-blooded animal looking at its prey.

Dean suddenly felt that his body's heat was escaping bit by bit. The surroundings were dark, but this darkness wasn't just visual darkness. It was real dark matter. Even under the sunlight, it still existed. This darkness was like the black fog released by Crimson Moon, but the density wasn't as strong. So he didn't notice it because he was focused on the White Silk Blade Wall. But even if Boro didn't say it, he would soon notice it after he stopped attacking.

"This is the combination of Boro's dark ability. It's really scary when the two abilities reach the extreme." Dean's eyes were dignified. His eyes quickly decomposed the dark matter around him. At the same time, his body quickly simulated the decomposed dark matter and released a dark matter mucous membrane to protect himself like a bubble. The dark matter gradually nibbled away at his body, but his heart gradually sank.

The thickness of Crimson Moon's divine cage was beyond his imagination. Just the Splitting Blade alone would not be able to tear it apart, and if he attached energy to the blade, the energy would be absorbed by the White Silk Blade Wall. Simply put, both physical and energy attacks would be rendered useless, and energy attacks would instead become Crimson Moon's nourishment. From this point of view, his current situation was practically a dead end!

However, he didn't just sit and wait for death. After a short moment of consideration, before the flames were extinguished, he abruptly transformed into a huge blade that was tens of meters long and fiercely slashed at the white silk blade wall.

The blade quickly broke the surface of the blade wall. After penetrating seven or eight meters, it gradually lost its strength. The power of the blade was weakened layer by layer, unable to pierce deeper. He wanted to use brute force to push deeper, but he felt that the resistance was stronger. He barely pushed deeper for less than two meters, and there was a feeling of exhaustion. However, from the feeling of the blade, there was still no sign of piercing through.

When he wanted to pull back the blade, it was already stuck. A large amount of sticky force pulled it out, and he couldn't drag it out. He could only cut off the part of the blade that had penetrated deep, and the rest of the blade retracted back into his body. The next moment, a ruby-like substance appeared outside his body. All the Splitting Blades on his body retracted and turned into crystals that covered his body. At the same time, a few crystals extended from his body, shining obliquely at each other.

"Huh?" On the other side, when Boro saw the strange appearance of Dean, he reacted extremely quickly. He seemed to have thought of something, and the White Silk Blade Wall around Dean suddenly slightly wriggled.

Dean didn't have time to explore the strange shape of the White Silk Blade Wall. He took a deep breath, and suddenly converged the accumulated energy in his body into a beam. Suddenly, a fist-sized ruby ejected from his forehead!

The beam of light passed through the complex structure of the ruby, and instantly ejected more than a dozen times, reaching the limit that the ruby structure could bear. It rushed out of the body, and was refracted by several concave crystals that Dean had magically transformed into. Finally, the last concave crystal was smashed, and turned into a bucket-thick red beam of light that flew towards the White Silk Blade Wall in front of him.

Puff!

The beam of light instantly penetrated the White Silk Blade Wall, and suddenly pierced a huge hole, but the White Silk Blade Wall also instantly wriggled crazily. Dean saw that the beam of light penetrated tens of meters deep, and then suddenly dissipated. The energy was exhausted, and at the end of the depth was still the White Silk Blade Wall!

It didn't penetrate!

Dean felt a chill in his heart. It was somewhat unbelievable, but the next moment he suddenly thought of something. His whole body suddenly went berserk, and a Cutting Blade extended out, and hit the White Silk Blade Wall hundreds of meters away.

Bang! More than a dozen Cutting Blades like gears plunged into the rippling White Silk Blade Wall, and suddenly penetrated four or five meters deep, and then suddenly loosened, unexpectedly piercing through the cage!

Dean's eyes burst out with light, and just as he was about to drill out, he felt soft and sticky White Silk Blade Wall from the side, covering the front end of the Cutting Blade Wall. His eyes were red, and he tried to push out, but the deeper he sank, as if it would never end.

"Damn it!!" He roared violently, but reason controlled him to timely cut off the connection with the Cutting Blade Wall, and withdraw.

"That was close!" On the other side, Boro took a light breath, and put away the strange smile on his face. He looked at Dean with some admiration, "Almost let you escape, but fortunately I made up in time. Unfortunately, you shouldn't be able to launch that kind of attack a second time, right? Even if you can, I'm already prepared, and I won't give you any chance! "

Dean's face was extremely ugly. Previously, when the Solar Ray did not penetrate the White Silk Blade Wall, he felt it was unbelievable, but soon he remembered that this cage was woven from the spider silk that Crimson Moon spat out. These spider silk were like her hands and feet, and they rotated according to her thoughts. In other words, the previously balanced and round cage was weakened at that moment, and shifted to the place where the Solar Ray attacked.

That was the weakest moment of the Divine Cage, and when he reacted and attacked, Boro had also reacted and made up for it in time.

All of this happened in an instant. If he could react a thousandth of a second earlier, maybe he would have rushed out at this moment.

"Originally, it would take a little more time to kill you, but you just gave me such a strong energy, and it accelerated your death!" Boro smiled, "The two idiots outside are still quietly watching, and don't want to help. They are afraid of wasting their strength. They overestimate you, and underestimate me. Once I eat you, my body's energy will surpass theirs, and at that time, they will pay the price for standing idly by. I will avenge you!"

Dean clenched his teeth, and his heart was incomparably angry. If the Demon Emperor and Lin Changsheng attacked at this moment, it would be very easy to tear this cage apart, but they were confronting each other, and no one was willing to help. The possibility of him being saved was almost zero!

"When you ran away from me, I wanted to let you live, but you brought about your own death. Now from a small abyss, you have become a demigod that surpasses the king, but unfortunately, you were still ended by me!" Boro said with a smile, "This is your fate. You are a supporting role, and no matter how hard you work, you will eventually become my stepping stone, and help me to reach an unprecedented level of life!"

As he spoke, all the white silk inside the White Silk Blade Wall stood up, like hundreds of millions of white needles, and aimed at Dean.

Dean was silent.

Perhaps it was his nature, or perhaps it was because of his experiences over the years, but he always felt that he was rational at all times. So although he was angry, he knew that the Demon Emperor and Lin Changsheng wouldn't help him, so he saw the desperate situation he was in.

Unwilling, sullen, angry, all kinds of emotions intertwined in his heart, but more than that, he was unwilling.

He had suffered so much, suffered so much, abandoned everything, and struggled until now, but he was going to die here. It was like all the villains in the story would eventually die. Was it because he had done too many bad things, and killed too many innocent people, so he couldn't escape retribution?

But, who would retribution Crimson Moon?

The Demon Emperor, or Lin Changsheng?

Then, who would retribution them?

Although unwilling, he knew that he didn't have the opportunity to find the answer. What made him painful was that he would never have the opportunity to see her again, even before he died.

Without him in this world, who would take care of the Corpse King that wandered alone in the wilderness?

Compared to the millions of lives in this world, how insignificant were the two of them?

"In the end, I'm still a loser …" Dean bowed his head, sighed, and smiled bitterly.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Countless white silk needles flew over, as if they would instantly poke him into a hornet's nest.

But when he bowed his head, a strong flame spread out from his body, and then swept out, turning into a soaring flame that soared into the sky, and instantly enveloped his whole body. The monstrous flame burned to a height of hundreds of meters, and the flame was about to touch the White Silk Blade Wall above him.

The white silk needles that were ejected from the surroundings were immediately burned to ashes by the flame, and all of them were submerged.

"Continue to struggle!" Boro licked his lips, and his eyes showed excitement.

At this time, the flame on Dean's body didn't stop, but turned into a flame tornado, and he stood in the center of the storm. The flame became bigger and bigger, and the temperature became higher and higher. The surrounding waxy yellow mucus on the White Silk Blade Wall seemed to dry up.

"Huh?" Boro frowned, and the excitement on his face disappeared. He faintly felt that something was wrong. The temperature of the flame continued to rise, and there was no sign of stopping. He suddenly realized Dean's thoughts, and his face distorted in anger: "Do you want to burn yourself to ashes like Candle Dragon Lord?!"

Dean calmly stood in the center of the flame tornado, and quietly looked at Boro: "Unfortunately I can't kill you, but at least I can make you suffer heavy losses."

"Beast!!" Boro roared, his voice hysterical. "Hurry up and stop! I can let you live!"

"No need."

Dean gently looked at him, and slowly closed his eyes. He felt the blood and bones in his body burning. He controlled the cells to divide, and continued to demonize the limbs as fuel. The temperature of his body continued to rise, and it was getting more and more exuberant!

His body was exceeding the limit again and again as the demonized limbs were used as fuel. His heart violently beat as if it was about to be torn apart. The pain made him feel suffocated.

At this point, even if his heart exploded, it would not be surprising to him. He tried to turn his heart into a burning flame, but he found that he could not control the change. It was like an independent thing in his body, a parasite on his body.

"I hope I can burn you too …" Dean muttered.

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