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Chapter 378 Empty...and Wu ([-])

The intensity of the battle began to escalate.

Two fast and indistinguishable figures were engaged in a fatal chase in a corner of the city. Sometimes they were entangled together, showing off their superb skills as the most outstanding assassins to each other; sometimes they were separated at the touch of a finger, leaving broken pieces in the air. traces and black light...

The figures of these two geniuses, who also came from the family of assassins, were constantly criss-crossing, like dancers on the tip of a knife, playing together a waltz called death.The steps under their feet turned into swift winds, and the weapons they swung intertwined into shining thunder. Although it was only a battle between two people, the powerful power of the fourth-order gene locks destroyed everything around them. do.

"Your movements are slow..."

The sword light that could shatter the space was absorbed by the black spiritual light, but irreversibly left a scar on the body covered with black runes. Even in the extremely fast mobile battle, Zhao Zukong still had the ability to speak. Yu Li: "How much longer can you hold on...my little apple?"

What followed was a tsunami-like bloody light that filled any space around her. Even though Zhao Yingkong used the avatar to the extreme, the bloody light still clung to her trace.After the heavy blow, dots of blood appeared on the ground, and the black rune pattern on Zhao Yingkong's body also suddenly dimmed for a few minutes.

"Even if the light of your mind can absorb and offset my light of mind, even if it can offset 90.00% of nine point nine, it will not be able to achieve a perfect balance after all, and the damage is still accumulating..."

Zhao Zukong kept walking: "You are familiar with me, but I am also familiar with you... Our genes come from the same source, we spent our childhood together, we are the same people."

"Then brother, what do you think we are?"

Facing Zhao Zukong's words, Zhao Yingkong raised her head slightly. Although there was still spit blood at the corner of her mouth, her smile was still awe-inspiring and the light in her eyes had not faded.But Zhao Yingkong's simple words made Zhao Zukong, who was about to stab out the dagger in his hand again, forcefully suppress the ominous red light in his eyes.

——We, or the children born out of the "empty" plan, what are the "same people" in your mouth?
This is the answer that Zhao Zhukong wanted to seek even when he sneaked into the Assassin family with Zhao Ruikong when he was on the small island; this is the reason why Zhao Zhukong slaughtered his brothers and sisters for the second time a few years later, and finally entered the space of the Lord God; Even if he is entangled in samsara and haunted by demons, this is the truth that haunts his heart. Ever since he came to the space of the Lord God, he dreamed of the rare awakening in the middle of the night.

"We are created beings..."

These are the words spit out from Zhao Zhukong's mouth. The man with bloodshot eyes is still attacking, but unexpectedly, his tone is miraculously calmer, and the movements of his hands are involuntarily slowed down So one point, just to finish these words.

It seemed that even the inner demon that had swallowed up almost all of his body and mind had to give way before this obsession that he had persisted for a long time: "We are transformed people forcibly cultivated by a certain method. We are the old people from the Assassin family. A deformed creature created by the undead for their own ambitions and selfish desires."

A moment of hesitation is enough to become a fatal flaw, and the twin knives gleaming with black light have swept towards the ground like quicksilver, and the target is Zhao Zhukong's throat... If this crossed slash hits, then his neck The head will be cut into four straight!
Flaws were revealed in the confrontation of language, but Zhao Zhukong would not be defeated because of his soft-heartedness.The reason why the strong can be strong means that they have the leeway to let go and be slow.

Zhao Zhukong's neck bone clicked, causing his neck to deflect in an incredible direction. While twisting his own bone, he narrowly escaped a white and tender jade hand that took advantage of the momentum.The young assassin raised his feet, dodged the three-element heavy halberd that was swept by another slender hand, and let the weapon that seemed a little out of place in the assassin's hand cut a long crack hundreds of meters away in the ground below him. .

"...And we are born with fatal flaws."

He didn't even stagnate in his own words, his calm tone was like a bottomless spring, filled with countless sorrows and dripping blood: "It's not only the genes that are defective, but also our spirit, our Life, the light of our hearts..."

His attitude is indifferent.

However, it was so indifferent that he paid the price in an instant.

A broken bone is only a minor injury to the fourth-order gene lock. Zhao Yingkong's next attack has arrived while Zhao Zhukong's neck has recovered and he is expressing his sorrow.

White light flashed, and the mighty Sanyuan heavy halberd disintegrated in an instant, turning into three weapons of different shapes. This move was so ingenious that even Zhao Zhukong's eyes couldn't help shrinking.He twisted his body to dodge Sanhua's straight stab, and the dagger moved forward to meet Yasha's blade precisely, but after all, he couldn't dodge the black light that appeared on the Huiguang.

Just being contaminated by black, the skin on Zhao Zukong's chest began to collapse, and the flesh and blood turned into pure black. However, the sharp red light on his other hand also appeared on the girl's jade neck at the same time, leaving behind A subtle red line.

In the next second, the figures of the two retreated simultaneously.

"It hurts. It seems that I dote on you too much, little sister."

Zhao Zukong stared down at his almost cut open chest, as if he could see the red beating heart in it.

"I don't need your so-called spoiling."

Zhao Yingkong also wiped the red light on her throat, her voice was a bit weird, it was a sign that part of her trachea was cut.

Just like Zhao Zhukong on the opposite side, this injury is nothing to the fourth level, but Zhao Zhukong's address to her made the assassin girl's words bring a trace of nostalgia: "I am not the old that little girl... because I've become a full grown-up."

"Complete?"

Zhao Zhukong chewed these two words, a completely unrecognizable wry smile appeared on his distorted face that was supposed to be handsome: "Little sister, you are wrong, we are incomplete, whether as As humans, or as creatures, we are all incomplete."

"Our birth was a mistake, we shouldn't exist, like the name of the project, like our name..."

"...we are 'empty'."

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(End of this chapter)