Layers of black shadows flew out from the door made of flesh and calamity like meteorites. For some reason, it felt like a swarm of locusts was descending from the sky.
Huai Shi subconsciously took a deep breath and sneezed.
He began to miss the 'Big Dog Mode' from the bottom of his heart. Although he was not a human, at least he had a large area of effect skill like 'Molten Iron Breath'.
If one mouthful was not enough, two mouthfuls would be enough.
When he recovered from the shock of his transformation into Great Si Ming, he subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his hands.
Still a Tier 3.
A Tier 3 Great Si Ming!
Tongi, that black-hearted woman, did not deceive him and really completed such a jaw-dropping miracle.
Above his soul, the overly brutal and cold divinity circulated brilliantly and turned into a solemn crown, bringing about a burning sensation.
A soul without a complete qualitative change would not be able to bear its power.
Huai Shi should have been incinerated in an instant, but the divinity made of pure death did not harm him at all.
Even if there was no abyssal calamity carrier to bear this burden for him.
It was like using his own arm.
As long as Huai Shi changed his mind, the divinity that shrouded his soul would instantly trigger a qualitative change of the Tier 4 Origin Substance, whether it was the warm and gentle life force or the brutal and cold death.
It was like stuffing an AE86 with an F1 racing engine, or even more.
For a moment, Huai Shi almost thought that the 'Angel of Authority' jet combat engine was attached to his body again. As long as he casually twisted the throttle, he would explode with enough power to soar into the sky.
The explosive power increased again, and his speed also ushered in a qualitative change.
The forging furnace in his right arm had completely disappeared, but with Huai Shi's will, it could transform between metal and flesh at any time.
When the internal structure disintegrated and unfolded, the alchemy fire that burned eternally in the complex core in his arm turned pure black.
Other than that, there were other different changes, but it was too late to check.
When he woke up from this short period of concentration, he heard the sound of wind in front of him. Without thinking, he raised his hand and subconsciously raised the Sword of Virtue, pushing away the halberd.
Following Huai Shi's movement, the tip of the sword drew a small arc in the air. After bypassing the halberd's blockade, it slid up the halberd's body and easily cut off the finger that was covered by the armor.
Under the stimulation of the aura of hell, the blade of the Sword of Virtue lit up with brilliant flames. When Huai Shi's arm pressed down, it cut off the arm that was comparable to steel and the heavy armor on it.
When Huai Shi stepped on the ground again, he was already standing behind the three-meter-tall Hunting Angel.
Behind him, the two sharp wings suddenly broke, along with the head of the hunting angel.
He fell to the ground.
Blood spurted out, but the huge body was quickly collapsing.
The divinity of the Great Master of Life brought about a qualitative change in the form of the origin substance spread through the smooth cut. Wherever it passed, no matter how sturdy the body and organs were, they were all turned into ashes under the authority of death.
The blood evaporated, and not even the bones were left.
Only in the breeze that was stirred up by the step, the pale ashes on the ground drifted with the wind, emitting a pungent smell.
Sulfur and salt.
It was comparable to the purification of alchemy, completely destroying the enemy's body, and even completely dissolving the power of calamity into the most basic matter.
In an instant, the Hunting Angel that dominated hell had already been beheaded.
That posture was relaxed and comfortable, indescribably free and easy. Huai Shi did not even have time to react, and he was already dead. There was no sense of reality.
A bubble appeared, and a bubble burst.
"Are all of you so weak?"
He raised his head and asked curiously. Then, in front of him, countless scarlet eyes filled with rage appeared in the endless hordes of hell.
Then, there was a burst of sound like birds flying into the air.
It was the vibration of countless bowstrings.
There was a blurry black cloud spreading from the sky, tearing the air and bursting out with a roar.
Those arrows that were meticulously carved out of bones were burning with dark green evil flames, turning into a torrential storm that covered the sky and earth, and fell to the ground.
The iron light suddenly appeared in the air and slashed down, leaving only a fleeting trajectory.
Then, a broken arrow burst out, bounced off, and fell to the ground. Huai Shi waved his hand again, and the remnants of iron light swept across, shattering another bone arrow.
As the earth shook violently under the arrow rain, an endless stream of arrows were easily bounced off Huai Shi's eyes.
At first, it was slightly sluggish and messy.
But soon, he became at ease. When he waved his right hand casually, several arrows were casually deflected.
He could see it!
After the completion of aetherization, his dynamic vision and nerve reflexes had reflected all the changes in his eyes.
The sharpness of his premonition of death had risen again, and he could even clearly distinguish the threat level of each arrow.
He didn't even have to be fully on guard against every single one of them. The endless stream of bone arrows had already been divided into order and priority in Huai Shi's eyes.
As long as he deflected the arrows in front of him, he didn't have to care about the rest.
In the blink of an eye, the arrow rain whistled past, and the area within a hundred meters of Huai Shi seemed to be covered with thorns. The bone arrows that had been poured into the soil broke, and a thick white fog rose from within, spreading out, corroding the iron and stone with a sizzling sound.
But when the hurricane suddenly spread out, blowing away the fog that was filled with countless germs and poisonous strains, Huai Shi, who should have been reduced to a pile of bones, was still safe and sound.
He only raised his hand, plucked the green buds and vines that grew out of his hair, and casually threw them into the hole in the soil beside him. After stepping on them, he covered them with soil.
"Is that it?"
In Huai Shi's hand, the Spear of Compassion fell, causing clusters of pure white irises to rapidly grow on the cracked ground. The Green Crown Dragon's aging poison instantly spread along with the Decaying Dream.
"I know how to do that too," he said softly.
In the blink of an eye, the solemn spear blade had already torn apart those who stood in his way. Blood splattered everywhere, and a tragic gap was opened in the Hunting Angels' formation.
Countless drops of malice dripped down from the Decaying Dream, fertilizing the pure white flowers, causing the brilliant flowers and plants to spread. After swallowing up the withered bones wrapped around the roots, they released a fresh and pure fragrance.
Boom!
A thunderous sound suddenly burst forth.
Huai Shi's forward movement came to an abrupt halt. He was pushed back by a tremendous force that burst forth out of thin air, and he slid several meters on the ground.
When he raised his head again, he saw the Hunting Angels' formation slowly split apart through the buzzing and vibrating Blade of Hatred, and the grayish-black figure that walked out from within.
It was surrounded by countless plagues and poisons, soaked in eternal pain and healing. Thick, putrid liquid continuously dripped from its withered body.
However, it wore a solemn red-and-white crown on its head, and its body was covered in golden armor. It was as cold and dignified as a pharaoh.
After a long period of time, the Sicklord had extracted the essence of plagues and combined them with the Cursed Items of the Abyss to create one of its precious incarnations — the [Decaying Pharaoh]!
Now, the withered Pharaoh once again raised its arm. The giant bow in its hand was wrapped in layers of cursed shrouds, and the empty bowstring was slowly pulled back.
There was clearly no arrow, but a formless energy gathered. The formless plagues in its hand condensed into a faint outline.
This was the essence of a malevolent curse that even the Decaying Dream could not nullify.
Just by pointing at the air, the countless viruses in Huai Shi's Origin Substance began to react instinctively, giving him a warning.
"Smallpox?"
The instant Huai Shi muttered to himself, a piercing howl could be heard from a hundred steps away.
The premonition of death appeared once again.
The Cursed Poison Arrow was already very close. This time, after locking onto Huai Shi's soul, there was no way for him to escape.
What responded to it was the solemn crown that appeared on Huai Shi's head for an instant. The solemn divinity used pure death to bring about a qualitative change in the pitch-black Origin Substance.
When the Blade of Hatred slashed down, blood spurted out from the tip of the blade, as if the entire world had been dyed crimson.
In a fleeting instant.
Under the blade, the smallpox's poison silently collapsed, falling apart. On Huai Shi's face, there was only a patch of herpes that silently appeared. It quickly cracked and peeled off, and the new skin was flawless.
The Decaying Pharaoh's savage face was expressionless. It only once again pulled back the shroud-covered bow. This time, however, it didn't even blink … … Huai Shi was already very close!
Without any premonition or delay.
This was the 'Shadow Burial' that could travel as fast as the speed of light within a hundred meters!
The short preparation and preparation of the past was no longer needed. After the Origin Substance Transformation, it transformed into a shadow to travel, and then condensed and appeared from the shadow again. The entire process was so fast that it was as if it had been omitted.
The Blade of Hatred was already aimed at its neck, sweeping horizontally!
The shroud-covered bow in the Decaying Pharaoh's hands suddenly twisted and raised, blocking the Blade of Hatred. Sparks flew, and the texture of bones appeared behind the cracked shroud. The bowstring on the longbow that seemed to be made of some kind of beast tendon seeped with traces of blood.
The sound of a baby crying rang out from the trembling bowstring.
But then, the Decaying Pharaoh froze in place, because Huai Shi had already disappeared in front of its eyes. Only the blade of the Sword of Virtue had already pierced through its back, tearing apart the bones.
When it turned its head in anger and looked behind it, there was already nothing behind it.
The Axe of Wrath slashed down, and after shattering the armor, it separated its right leg from its body like a hot knife through butter. Before the thick juice could drip down, Huai Shi had already flashed to the left, raised his foot, and suddenly kicked the bend of its leg.
The shrill sound of bones breaking burst forth. The Pharaoh knelt on one knee, trying to prop up its body with its arms, but the Spear of Compassion had already pierced through its back, nailing it to the ground.
When it raised its head, it found that Huai Shi had already appeared in front of it again.
It was as if he had never left from the beginning to the end.
The Blade of Hatred in his hand was raised, aimed at the left arm that was propping itself up, and slashed!
In an instant, within these three steps, the afterimages of Shadow Burial appeared one after another. One segment, two segments, three segments, four segments, five segments, six segments …
When Huai Shi flashed for the seventh time, it had already been chopped into pieces, completely dismembered. The eighth time, the Axe of Wrath, chopped at the waist!
Until the ninth time, the Sword of Virtue stabbed downwards, cleanly piercing through the head that was separated from the neck.
Brilliant flames ignited.
The shriveled head, along with its Pharaoh's crown, was burned into ashes of salt and sulfur!
But the outcome was still not clear.
In the ashes, the Corpse Shroud Bow on the ground suddenly floated up, and the body of the decaying Pharaoh gathered again, reborn from the ashes!
As long as the disaster of the plague poison was not extinguished, as long as the healer in hell still existed, his incarnation could be awakened at any time!
This time, there was a tearing sound.
Huai Shi's palm, five fingers together, used the Drum Hand, and had already pierced through the defenseless body in an instant, sinking deep into the shriveled heart.
Holding tightly to its heart, which was still emitting a foul smell under the various spices.
"Speaking of which, I haven't used this before."
Huai Shi stared at its dull eyes, and his right arm silently turned into metal.
He said, "Casting, begin!"
In that instant, the decaying Pharaoh's body suddenly pulled out, and pitch-black flames spewed out from its mouth and nose. Terrifying heat spread from the inside out, engulfing its body and the bow in its hand …
That was not a real flame, but a dissociation phenomenon formed by countless miracles in alchemy.
The power of the alchemy fire spread along with the power of the furnace, and instantly engulfed it within.
This was not killing … but [Conversion] from alchemy!
After Great Si Ming's divinity combined with the soul of the Hand of Confinement, it formed an innate ability that corresponded to Young Si Ming's Shadow Burial — 'Yang Birth'!
Being buried in the shadow, then reborn under the scorching sun.
'Shadow Burial' transformed oneself into an Origin Form, and then used the form of a shadow to achieve the effect of warping and traversing.
'Yang Birth' was completely different. Its power was to forcibly transform the opponent's Origin Form, soul, and even Sacred Mark into a shadow, and then refine the Origin Form in reverse!
The closer the attributes and essence were to each other, the more powerful this transformation would be!
This was the biggest reason why the Ascendants of the Celestial genealogy treated Great Si Ming as their 'number one threat'. Other than the fact that Great Si Ming's essence was too close to the Abyss, it was also the same for the other Ascendants of the Celestial genealogy!
Under this violent transformation that targeted the soul and Sacred Mark, no matter how sturdy the structure was, it would cause irreparable damage.
However, when Yang Birth's transformation was combined with the Hand of Confinement, the furnace, and the alchemy fire, Huai Shi was able to do fine work that other Great Si Ming could not do.
Just like now —
In the blink of an eye, the decaying Pharaoh was incinerated by the pitch-black flames, and the melted Corpse Shroud Bow broke inch by inch … and the casting was over.
Amidst the flying sulfur and salt, Huai Shi's five fingers slowly opened, revealing the two dazzling gemstones in his hand.
One was a cat's eye stone, and the other was an emerald. They were the crystallization of venom and curse, a genuine relic of the border.
"I just remembered that it's rare for me to go out, so I should bring some gifts for my students."
He smiled, looked up, and asked softly, "I like this function so much! What about you guys? “
No one responded.
In the dead silence, behind the Hunter Corps' formation, a series of cold figures appeared.
A bloated young man who seemed to have been soaked in venom, a rotting noble lady under a black veil, and a deformed monster with a strange iron crown on his head …
The incarnation of the Healer landed heavily.
The Hunter Corps had completed the final encirclement, and this place was already in a deadly trap that would not stop until one of them was dead.
The smell of death came with the wind.
"So presumptuous? The midnight parade must end before dawn. That's the rule. "
Huai Shi looked up and stared at the sky, at the collision and battle between [Hengchang Truth] and [Bhagavad Gita], as well as the sunlight that gradually shone down from the dark clouds.
The sky was about to brighten.
"Now, the time of indulgence is coming to an end. Everyone, along with you."
The Great Si Ming slowly opened his hands, holding the hilts of Virtue and Hatred, and calmly announced to the enemy, "Everything must return to the right track."
"Return, my, right track!"
At that moment, Huai Shi stepped forward, and with the clanging sound of swords clashing against each other, a blazing light emerged from Huai Shi's eyes.
It was a sign of war and the arrival of death!
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