First, it was a punch, then another punch!
The dust that blotted out the sky and the sun rose in the hurricane. Bahamut grinned and grinned happily. He raised his claws, and in an instant, countless steel multiplied from the sharp scales.
Triple Drummer — Thunderbolt!
As the punch landed, the ground within a radius of ten thousand miles sank down instantly. Countless tentacles of flesh and blood that were hiding underground were blown up by this simple punch.
Then, he closed his claws, clasped his eight fingers, and aimed at the wailing and squirming darkness below like a volleyball.
— Triple Thunderbolt — Collapse of the Sky!
Underground fire burst out, and thousands of miles of lava turned into a rainstorm that rushed into the sky and then fell from the sky.
This was a trick that she had secretly learned from Luo Xian. With Huai Shi's unreasonably large body, she was finally able to use it. Even though she was not even at the beginner level, her explosive power was still several times stronger than before.
It was just like a falling star.
When Huai Shi slowly moved his claws away, the scales on his palms had already cracked.
And the darkness under his palms had disappeared without a trace.
The state of Dracula, the imprint of the miracle, was directly shattered by this crisp punch. Not only did it fall back out, there was only a pool of squirming blood left in the lava and iron mud pit. It closed up with difficulty, turning into a broken body like a rag doll.
Just like what Morando said, no one would die here.
Huai Shi's smile became more and more cheerful.
He raised the tip of his claw and pinched Morando's head as if he was pinching a speck of dust.
Then the broken body swayed in the wind.
Blood dripped to the ground.
Huai Shi asked curiously, "How do you feel, little brother?"
Morando looked at him blankly, and his distorted face was numb.
It was as if his soul had been swallowed by a nightmare.
This was indeed a nightmare, but it was not a nightmare that swallowed his soul, but Huai Shi in front of him.
— His smile.
"Remember not to pee out."
Huai Shi exhaled a wisp of metal steam from his mouth and nose. "We have just begun."
Morando opened his mouth and wanted to make a sound.
It was unknown whether it was a wail or a plea for mercy.
But that didn't matter anymore.
Huai Shi took a deep breath.
As a result, those insignificant moans were completely drowned out by the roar of the exhalation.
Tyrannical flames soared into the sky.
Purgatory's pain had only just begun.
.
In fact, it didn't last long before it stopped.
One of the less important reasons was that his mouth was a little dry after vomiting for five minutes, and he didn't have enough saliva. Another important reason was that … there were guests.
It wasn't accurate to say that he was a guest.
It should be said that they were the natives of the Rotten Dream.
Accompanied by an earth-shaking boom, an enormous creature with three black goat hooves and wriggling tentacles slowly walked over from the end of the desolate plain.
Several huge mouths opened at the same time, letting out sharp screeches at Huai Shi.
On its body, countless deformed monsters spread their wings and soared into the sky. They turned into a black cloud and rushed towards Huai Shi like a swarm of locusts.
And in the eternally gloomy sky, a huge ferocious shadow appeared …
He didn't know if it was a devil ray or something else. It was like an oval blanket full of eyes and tentacles of flesh and blood. It stretched its body in the dark dream of hell, wriggling as it flew. Wherever it passed, a sticky and stinky rain of blood would be spilled.
Its speed seemed slow, but it was actually fast. In an instant, it was within a hundred miles.
What made Huai Shi even more horrified were the countless rotting souls that were slowly crawling out of the cracked earth. These pale translucent figures were covered in deformed marks, and they constantly let out chaotic screams and wails. When they collided with each other, they stuck together and crawled on the ground like earthworms, or staggered as they walked.
Countless faces filled with pain and hatred looked up and stared at Huai Shi. They raised their hands and wanted to pull him into the darkness of the Rotten Dream.
It was the residue left after the Rotten Dream digested countless times. Those victims would sooner or later become like this after falling into a nightmare that they couldn't wake up from.
Eternal torture and pain, with no release …
When the countless rotten souls stuck together, they became worm-like things. They constantly split out tentacles and wanted to entangle Bahamut's body.
And at the end of the sky, a huge shadow appeared.
One could vaguely make out the outline of a human.
However, they had three completely different faces: a woman with a hideous grin, a child in pain, and a charred ghost face. Their five hands were holding various instruments of torture dripping with blood, and they were looking hungrily at Huai Shi.
It seemed to be thinking about how to entertain this guest. It made Huai Shi feel a strong sense of danger.
"This is your reinforcements?"
He lowered his head and looked at the remains of Morando between his fingernails. He asked curiously, "Aren't you going to introduce them?"
"You're dead, kid. The predators in the Rotten Dream have been alerted by you. Hehehe, Black …"
Morando's single eye that was slowly healing was full of mockery and venom. "Even if I don't know what you are, you'll definitely fall into a situation a thousand times worse than mine. In this hell where you can't die even if you want to, you'll pray that the day the world ends will come soon …"
Crack.
Huai Shi's fingers accidentally used a little strength and broke his waist. Then, molten iron dripped down and covered his hideous face, causing his hideous expression to become sluggish.
"Although I don't know what will happen to me, I don't think … they'll have the time to care about you …"
Huai Shi's movements were swift. He carefully stabbed a small sacrificial knife into his body, fixing him firmly in the gradually solidifying iron.
Then, he pasted layers of rapidly solidifying iron on the outside, quickly kneading it into a round iron egg.
"You'd better pray that I can win later and remember to come back to you. Otherwise …"
Before the last iron plate was covered, Huai Shi grinned and smiled at him. "Otherwise, you'll stay here alone for the rest of your life."
Bang.
In Morando's scream, the two iron plates were welded together.
In the end, Huai Shi threw him under his feet. After two more stomps, he disappeared without a trace.
It seemed that this coffin was very successful.
He really hoped that the person who used it would give him a good review.
"Next —"
Bahamut slowly raised his mountainous head and looked at the enemies around him. He grinned happily.
"— Let's begin."
Before his voice died away, his wings suddenly spread out. The wings that covered the sky set off a frenzied hurricane, pulling his body into the sky.
Then, he smashed down again like a falling star.
Pulling the blood-colored devil ray that looked like a carpet, it landed in the deep pit. He raised his foot and stepped down. Yu's Steps!
His foot stepped right on the roots of its three tails that were entangled with flesh and blood, almost completely flattening them. A high-pitched and shrill scream spread out.
The carpet-like monster made of twisted flesh and blood quickly twitched. Blood spurted out. Then, it suddenly raised its body and opened several huge mouthparts in its open abdomen. Thick tentacles stretched out from them and wrapped around Huai Shi's body.
Then, it frantically extracted Bahamut's blood.
The premise was that the sharp suction cups on its mouthparts could break through the scales on Huai Shi's body and the tempered skin that was comparable to armor below.
Naturally, it was useless!
Huai Shi directly raised his claws, grabbed a tentacle, and then pulled it out with a hiss.
He wanted to see how long this unlucky thing's tongue could stretch out.
In fact, it was quite long.
Huai Shi pulled out for several kilometers and still had not finished. It seemed that he could continue to pull, but he had lost his patience. He irritably tore off the carpet of flesh and blood on his body, then violently pulled the tongue and tied it into a thick bundle.
It was almost impossible to tie it up.
It was too thick.
Huai Shi raised his foot and stomped down twice. Finally, he squeezed out enough space. He suddenly pulled in the flesh and blood tentacles, and then quickly tied a dead knot.
This time, it looked much more pleasing to the eye.
It was just a carpet that looked like a murder scene that was constantly dripping blood.
Ignoring the black cloud-like locusts that wrapped around him, Huai Shi directly pulled out the Hammer of Pain and aimed at the carpet that was firmly under his feet.
He swung it up.
Eighty!
The Hammer of Pain roared excitedly, frantically extracting the pain that was everywhere in this hell. The flames behind it spewed out hundreds of meters high. When it whistled and smashed down, it glowed with a flaming flame that was jaw-dropping.
Boom!
The earth shook violently, and a hurricane swept through.
The carpet demon let out a ghost scream.
Huai Shi smashed it again, and it screamed again. It was as if there was a large screaming chicken tied up in the middle.
Soon, the screams disappeared, and it turned into a pile of mud that could not die.
Huai Shi took a deep breath. The melted metal steam turned into a tsunami and flew out with a roar, burning a river of lava that was hundreds of miles long on the ground.
Under the terrifying high heat, the bloody pounder burned with a wail.
It was quite good.
Huai Shi raised his claws and wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead. He felt that the surroundings were much brighter.
Then, he saw the other monsters in the distance who were stunned in place.
He looked at him with his mouth agape.
Then he looked at the burning flesh under his feet.
Then he looked at him again.
It was as if he could not understand what had happened.
Why was the ghost from the outside more ferocious than him?
Soon, countless wriggling ghosts suddenly trembled, turned around swiftly, and quickly disintegrated. They began to turn into scattered Leukoplakia, burrowing into the soil and disappearing.
They ran away.
But the three-legged tentacle monster was one step slower.
It did not have the talent of its companion when it came to running.
After all, the target was too big. Just as it moved its body, it sensed the cold eyes of the three-faced monster looking at it. It stopped awkwardly and shivered.
It turned back to look at Huai Shi.
It was ready to muster its courage and charge.
Then, it saw the huge Dragon of the End slowly stretch its body. As if it had finished warming up, its body began to expand again.
It frantically extracted the Abyss sediment here, the essence of pain in the rotten dream, and the Dragon of the End, which announced the destruction of all things, roared.
In the roar, a loud noise burst out from Huai Shi's body.
It was the thunder that burst out when the bones grew and rubbed against each other. Accompanied by the booming beating of the heart, the burning blood turned into a tide, reverberating in this rapidly expanding body, filling …
In his palm, the originally burning carpet monster was quietly decomposed by the thunder and flames, turning into flying ashes.
The power that had been accumulated in the nightmare for thousands of years was all swallowed by Bahamut, turning into new blood, bones, flesh, and scales, completely becoming a part of his body.
Doubled, then doubled, and doubled again!
It wasn't until the earth that bore it wailed that the unreasonable growth rate slowly came to a stop.
In the dead silence, he lowered his head and looked at the two dull predators in front of him.
He grinned.
He found that he could grow and be happy again …
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