Chapter 2032
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Azcamore's huge arm was already swinging toward Chen Zhao.
Malone's pupils constricted.
He saw an unbelievable scene.
Azcamore's arm was twisting in an unbelievable way.
The twisting wasn't of Azcamore's will. Chen Zhao had forcefully twisted it.
Azcamore's huge body was kicked away by Chen Zhao. At the same time, his arm was left behind.
Chen Zhao grabbed Azcamore's right arm and squeezed out the demon's blood like a rag.
"I said that if I do it myself, it won't be as simple as a drop of blood."
"Ah! I'm going to kill you! "
Azkamol roared furiously. At this moment, his strength increased once again.
Chen Zhao realized that Azcamore's strength had multiplied again.
At the same time, his speed had multiplied as well.
Bang —
Chen Zhao didn't notice and was hit by Azcamore's punch.
Malone's heart skipped a beat as he watched.
With Azcamore's terrifying physique, one punch from him would probably turn him into a bloody mess.
Chen Zhao fell a few meters away and stood up again.
"Your strength is special."
Azcamore grinned at Chen Zhao. "I have a high-level bloodline. I'm the descendant of the King of Power for the first ten generations. The more serious my injuries are, the more my strength will increase."
Azicamus smashed the ground with one arm, and the ground was filled with dust. The area within a radius of tens of meters was cracked by him.
Malone's scalp went numb. Could a human really defeat this demon?
The more serious his injuries, the more his strength would increase.
Chen Zhao patted the dust off his body.
"Then you should have more serious injuries." Chen Zhao looked at Azcamore calmly.
Azcamore charged at Chen Zhao again, like a train charging at him.
Chen Zhao stepped forward and punched from dozens of meters away.
Azcamore's body was sent flying again.
In the end, he smashed into the mountain wall behind him. Half of the wall collapsed and rubble fell down.
Malone felt like he was suffocating.
Chen Zhao and Azcamore's battle had opened up a whole new world for him.
Both Chen Zhao and Azcamore were so powerful that they were suffocating.
Azcamore pushed away the boulder on his body and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.
"Human, you still haven't learned your lesson … I've said it before, the more you injure me, the stronger I will become."
"Giant's Hammer!" Azcamore smashed into the ground, creating a shockwave that surged toward Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao dodged Azcamore's attack.
However, Azkamor seemed to have seen through Chen Zhao's movements. He was already waiting for him at the place where Chen Zhao dodged.
Chen Zhao was hit head-on by Azkamore's punch. His feet slid back more than ten meters. He exerted strength in his legs again and suddenly appeared before Azkamore, punching again.
Azcamore slid back a dozen meters as well.
Both sides were fighting in an extremely simple manner.
It was like a pair of boxers in the ring, beating each other up.
You punch, I punch.
And Azcamore was just as he said.
As Chen Zhao attacked and his injuries worsened, his power grew stronger and stronger.
The entire space was shaking, and the earth was cracking.
This was an alternate space, so it was obviously not as stable as a normal space.
As the two forces grew stronger, the entire alternate space was on the verge of collapse.
Azcamore was indeed getting stronger and stronger.
But his limbs were also cracking. His mouth, nose, and ears were all bleeding.
Azkamore vomited another mouthful of blood. The already turbulent alternate space collapsed directly.
They returned to the hemispherical room.
But their battle was getting more and more intense.
However, what surprised Chen Zhao was that in this room, all the impact they created would be absorbed by the surrounding runes.
Suddenly, Chen Zhao understood. This was a seal.
A seal that trapped Azkamore.
Azkamore was also at his limit now.
"Stop … Human … Stop, I admit defeat."
Azkamore had to stop.
His power had reached its peak, which was relative to his body's limit.
His injuries were also at their limit.
But Chen Zhao seemed to have no limit at all.
No matter how much his power increased, Chen Zhao could always increase it by the same amount.
What terrified him even more was …
His attacks had no effect on Chen Zhao at all.
But every time Chen Zhao attacked, his injuries would worsen.
Azkamore's body was already a bloody mess.
Chen Zhao was only panting slightly. His chest didn't rise and fall much.
Maron was even more shocked.
This was a battle that was hard to deal with.
Both sides were displaying extreme power.
However, Chen Zhao was clearly better.
Chen Zhao's power was overwhelming.
Chen Zhao stood calmly before Azkamore.
"I said that when I come to take it personally, it won't be a drop of demon blood. I'm greedy. I want all of you, everything you have."
"I've been sealed here for thousands of years. I'm pitiful enough. Are you going to kick me when I'm down?"
"You've been sealed for thousands of years? But it looks like you didn't stay here obediently at all. You're still causing trouble. "
"Human, I still have a trump card. I have a Dying Strike. That's an attack that no human can withstand."
Chen Zhao was still so calm. "You'll definitely die today, whether you use it or not."
Azkamore gritted his teeth and looked at Chen Zhao. "Why do you have to force me?"
"I'm not forcing you. This is your own choice. Also, I really want to see how powerful your Dying Strike is."
Maron looked at Chen Zhao. Hadn't he used his full power?
He was so powerful. Was he really not at his limit?
Azkamore was still conflicted. If he used that move, death would befall him.
But if he didn't use it, Chen Zhao would still bring him death.
"Fine … Let's die together." Azkamore suddenly calmed down. It seemed that he'd made a decision.
"I hope you can do it." Chen Zhao turned to Maron. "If you don't want to die, hide behind me."
Maron stood up with difficulty, but his legs were trembling. "I can't walk."
"Then wait for your death."
"In any case, I only had my power absorbed because I was fighting against him."
"But it's useless. Even if you didn't pull the sword out, I could still pull it out, so you're useless."
Hearing Chen Zhao's words, Maron felt very stifled, but it made sense.
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