The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 1110 Interesting
Suzaku's hands were weapons. He placed them on Douhu and Qingling's shoulders respectively, quickly injecting a burst of hidden energy. It was an [equivalent exchange] that tripled his own energy at the cost of three months of coma.

Of course, the target can decide whether to activate it. If not, the energy will fade within half an hour.

Douhu and Qingling knew very well that this was the last trump card and should not be used unless absolutely necessary. Once used, it would be a desperate fight.

"Boom!"

Douhu turned into an extremely fast blue-gray phantom and rushed towards his father, Mark.

"worship--"

Mark's whole body suddenly cracked with countless small cracks, and sharp irregular geometric shapes of brown energy rushed out of the cracks, like various abstract animal horns.

"Whoosh-"

Mark turned into a brown afterimage and rushed over.

"null--"

In an instant, two afterimages collided in the center of the playground, creating a frantic energy shock wave.

Douhu held the giant sword with both hands and slashed at Mark's Tianling Gai. Mark raised his right hand to block the blow.

A second after being blocked, Douhu's attack really started. The concussive power hidden in the giant sword spread crazily, washing into Mark's body layer by layer.

The gap between Mark's entire arm and upper body expanded rapidly, and more brown energy exploded from his body, turning into more abstract "horns" and spreading in the direction behind him. From a distance, it looked like a ball of Huge coral grows out of Mark's body.

Mark's feet were dug into the ground, and countless "brown horns" were also inserted into the ground, fixing it in the distance.

Mark sneered: "Interesting."

"Whoosh-"

Countless "brown horns" got back into Mark's body in an instant, and all the cracks in his body were closed.

"lb--"

Mark's left hand was as fast as lightning, and he punched Douhu in the heart.

Fighting tigers are terrifying!

He had no time to spin the giant sword to resist, so he could only raise his left hand urgently and make a fist to receive Mark's fist.

That terrifying power was something Douhu had never seen before.

Douhu's entire left arm was shattered into countless pieces of flesh, blood and bones in one second. Mark's punch slowed down, and the remaining punch hit Douhu's chest.

"brush--"

Douhu flew straight out.

"boom--"

In less than half a second, he smashed a hole in the side wall of a house.

Just as Mark was about to take advantage of the victory, a cold light flashed out of the corner of his eye.

Mark leaned back suddenly, dodging two black gold darts that wanted to blind his eyes.

"brush--"

A black gold rusty knife stabbed Mark with a cyan knife aura.

"clang--"

Mark's right hand was as hard as iron, and he easily grasped the white blade that stabbed between his eyebrows.

"Pound pound pound—"

The moment Mark caught the white blade, a huge bolt of thunder elemental energy burst out from the tip of the blade, turning into a pale python and swallowing Mark directly.

"Zizzi-"

Two seconds later, the thunder and lightning dispersed.

The "brown horns" in Mark's body burst out again, appearing even more twisted and sharp, like countless wildly growing thorns.

"Whoosh-"

The brown energy entered Mark's body in the blink of an eye, like countless parts returning to place in an instant.

Just as Mark was about to take action, a strong sense of oppression suddenly appeared from the side.

It's Douhu!
He had a broken arm and was covered in blood, but he was laughing wildly.The giant sword in his hand almost turned into a mist, because it was filled with extremely high concussive power.Douhu returned to the battlefield just a few seconds after being knocked away.

This is the passive of [Murder Expert]. The more serious the injury, the stronger the explosive power.

Level 7 [Murder Expert] has learned a new skill based on this passive - tit for tat!
The same amount of damage suffered by Douhu can be converted into the same amount of energy in a short period of time, and then injected into his own weapons.

At this moment, the concussive force of Douhu's dragon-eating giant sword tripled.

"Ugh!"

Douhu struck with all his strength and swept towards Mark, vowing to cut him in half.

——Dad, I really like how handsome you look in a wheelchair!

"lb!"

This sweep was so swift and cunning that Mark couldn't dodge left or right. Just as he was about to make a leap, a murderous aura of equal proportion struck him above his head.

It’s Qing Ling!
She fell from the sky with her sword flying, and her body, arms, and Tang sword turned into an extreme straight line, piercing Mark Tianling Gai.

Mark had no choice but to endure it.

"lb--"

"null--"

The huge sword energy and sword energy centered on Mark, exploded on its head and waist, and the chaotic energy turned into countless sharp green, gray, and brown arcs, spreading in all directions, almost even the space was distorted.

The entire playground was silent for a second.

"null--"

The soil under your feet was like red wine in a goblet being slapped hard on the table, shaking and flying, rushing into the sky and then slowly scattering. The entire playground was devastated for a while, as if it had been blasted by a bomb.

In the center of the playground, Qing Ling injected the Tang Dao with level 7 [Sword God], pierced the palm of Mark's raised right hand, and continued to penetrate his entire arm, all the way to his shoulder.

From the side, Douhu's dragon-eating giant sword slashed into Mark's side, like a chainsaw, cutting through two-thirds of the tree.

Mark was held on the spot, his mouth full of blood, and his body was covered with countless windows. The frantic brown energy rushed out towards his feet and the other side of Douhu, turning into a thorn of more than ten meters long.

Mark's eyes were painful and excited, and he slowly opened his mouth, revealing a pair of ferocious bloody teeth.

"interesting."

Douhu and Qingling were both shocked.

"boom--"

Huge energy exploded from Mark's body. Qing Ling and Dou Hu dodged in time, but they were still thrown away halfway.

The two did a backflip and landed 30 meters away.

Douhu took out Potion C and inserted a needle into the wound of the broken arm: "Damn, it's a bit tricky."

With a flick of Qingling Tang Dao, the blood stains on it disappeared immediately: "You can use [Equivalent Exchange]."

The implication: I don’t need it yet.

"Pooh!"

Douhu spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm and said harshly: "Where are you now? I just finished warming up."

Intuition told Douhu that Mark's strength was far greater than this, and he could not hand over his trump card early.

At this time, Mark's body was one-third taller than before. The sides of his waist split open, and crazy brown energy spurted out. At the same time, his forehead also split, and a slender and dazzling brown energy rushed out.

Mark crossed his hands and stretched them toward his waist, and two strands of brown energy immediately wrapped around his hands.

"drink!"

Mark groaned and "pulled out" two strands of energy from his waist.

The two energies immediately transformed into scimitar-shaped brown horns, and the circles on the horns rotated rapidly, like two electric drills.

The brown energy on Mark's forehead has also condensed into a unicorn horn, which is constantly rotating and dripping with blood, like a stone mill pressing against flesh and blood.

The blood that kept pouring out stained Mark's face red. He looked like a demon born in the blood pool of hell.

"Interesting." Mark grinned: "You guys made me angry."

(End of this chapter)