A mob of clones

Chapter 274 Don’t be polite, I stole this for you (Pick up the 2.3rd monthly ticket for more updates)

"Okay~"

Following Mr. A's hysterical shouting, Wu He's voice also appeared behind his ears like a ghost.

Yixinshou turned his head suddenly, and then saw Wu He's figure appearing at the end of his field of vision.

On the ground that was constantly twisting and boiling like a river, Wu He stepped on this piece of white ice, looking directly at Mr. A in front of him, and moved forward step by step.

Every time Wu He took a step forward, a snow-white ice flower would bloom under his feet. Every step forward would spread across a distance of more than ten meters.

Lotus grows step by step, shrinking the ground into an inch.

There was obviously no earth-shattering murderous aura, nor was there any extremely terrifying aura of personality, but the sense of oppression brought about by the plainness still made Mr. A tremble uncontrollably.

The inexplicable sense of oppression made Mr. A completely lose his patience in waiting.

Looking at Wu He who was advancing calmly in front of him, Mr. A held the Skyfire Sword in his hand and poured all his spirituality into it almost crazily.

Without any hesitation, Mr. A directly raised the Skyfire Sword in his hand, and when Wu He raised his hand in front of him, a shocking fire erupted like a volcanic eruption.

The strong wind even turned into a continuous storm.

The ice flowers spread out under Wu He's feet also shattered instantly.

He looked at the figure in front of him who kept swinging the sword, sighed slightly, then raised his feet and stared at the raging storm before coming to Mr. A's side.

Extreme violence spread throughout the ceremony like ignited gunpowder.

Looking at the fire sweeping over like a wave, Wu He sighed slightly.

And what this extreme power brings to Mr. A is naturally extreme self-confidence.

Spreading 160 degrees in front of Mr. A, nearly one-third of the space built by the entire consciousness, whether it is in the sky, on the ground, underground, under the blood-colored light curtain, almost no place can escape the flames Grilled.

Without looking at Mr. A's current state, Wu He looked at the Skyfire sword in Mr. A's hand. Without any hesitation, Wu He raised his right hand and grabbed the sword directly.

The blazing flames shot straight into the sky like cannonballs, and the blazing red light spread around Mr. A's soles.

The blazing flames streaked across the place where Wu He originally stood, and the ferocious impact instantly burned to the end of the field of vision. The terrifying flames even seemed to hit the blood-colored barrier on the horizon, causing some wavering.

Mr. A, whose eyes were spitting out flames, looked at Wu He, who still looked as usual, with a crazy look on his face. His extreme desire for destruction had covered the pressure and fear deep in his heart like Backlund's haze.

And right behind this terrifying fire storm.

The next moment, Wu He lifted his foot and disappeared...

"Why don't you just listen to what others say..."

"If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences..."

With Mr. A as the core, cracks spread like spider webs in all directions, and raging flames turned into magma and spewed out crazily from the cracks in the ground.

Wu He stood quietly behind Mr. A.

"Become the first ray of fuel for my Lord to come to the world!"

The blazing flames wrapped around the Skyfire Sword ignited Wu He's right arm almost instantly, burning through dozens of barriers on Wu He's body in the blink of an eye.

And those repressed emotions turned into extreme excitement, which exploded on Mr. A's surface with almost no cover, adding a bit more color to the blazing fire in his body.

But it seems that’s the end of it…

Looking at his right hand burning with blazing flames, Wu He had no expression on his face.

Vibrating the arteries, circles of pulses burst out on Wu He's body surface. The flames that spread to his shoulders were instantly dispersed. Then the life essence flowed. The injury on Wu He's right arm was directly and completely repaired, leaving only The right hand is still jumping repeatedly between burning and repairing.

After doing all this, Wu He stretched out his hand.

"Bang bang~"

A sound like potato chips being broken suddenly sounded. It was the sound of Mr. A's wrist breaking.

He raised his head and looked at the carbonized palms on the hilt of the Skyfire Great Sword, and then looked at Mr. A who was still swinging the sword in front of him, and his entire body had turned into a charred black body from the inside out.

There is no need to check, he can confirm that Mr. A is probably dead now...

Wu He's Heavenly Fire Sword is not that easy to get. Demon, arsonist, and light priest, these three extraordinary characteristics are the original materials of the Heavenly Fire Sword in Wu He's hand.

Taken out alone, no one of them can create this artifact that even Mr. A, who has achieved sequence five, is amazed.

But when the three come together, things are different.

According to the basic laws of extraordinary props, the stronger the side effects and the stronger the restrictions, the more powerful the effects of certain functions will be.

The "Sky Fire Suicide" in Wu He's hands is the product of him applying this law to the extreme.

Every time the effect of the Heavenly Fire Holy Judgment is very simple and crude, it is extreme flame, extreme high temperature, extreme luminescence and heat. This is the product of the devil's molten sword, the flame of the arsonist and the sun of the light sacrifice.

Correspondingly, its side effects are also very simple, that is, when the Sky Fire Holy Judgment breaks out an attack, the user's soul, body, will, emotions and memory will also be used as fuel, suffering the same roasting as his own attack.

The first two are okay, but the burning of the soul and body is nothing more than pain and death.

But will, emotion and memory are a bit weird. Burning memory will make people forget why they are fighting. Burning emotions will make people lose the motivation to fight. Burning will will directly make people lose everything they insist on. It can be said that among those who need him as a weapon, whoever takes the Skyfire Holy Judgment will die...

Even the arrival of demigods might be a bit embarrassing...

Of course, except Wu He, he is protected by a cocoon of light, and the burning flame cannot penetrate into his soul...

"What a pity, Mr. A..."

"In this case, there shouldn't be much memory left..."

Looking at Mr. A who still had an excited expression on the chest in front of him, Wu He shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand and pressed his palm on the chest of Mr. A's corpse.

The Heavenly Demon's magic was activated, and the remaining life essence wrapped in several groups of extraordinary power climbed up Wu He's arms and into Wu He's body.

One part was separated and integrated into Wu He's mind, while the other parts poured into Wu He's mouth and he spat it out directly.

Looking at the colorful crystals in his hands and feeling the power in his body, Wu He had a faint smile on his face.

He gently waved his hand and threw the colorful crystal in his hand into the air. Watching it disappear into the space, Wu He waved his hand and spread the golden mist all over the sky, whispering in his heart with a smile.

"Master of Trickster, Astrologer I got..."

……

And just when Wu He took in Mr. A's extraordinary characteristics and was happy that he was promoted to Sequence Seven in all ways...

"Kacha~"

A sound like breaking glass suddenly attracted Wu He's attention.

He raised his head slightly, and then saw that in the sky, the blood-colored curtain wrapping the earth suddenly appeared densely packed with cracks like spider webs.

Seeing this, Wu He was immediately happy.

Because he understood that this meant that the ceremony was over and he could leave.

Seeing the bloody light curtain gradually breaking in the sky, Wu He lowered his head and glanced at the villa not far away that was completely in ruins, and couldn't help feeling a little sad.

This is already the second time...

This is the second time Wu He's home has been destroyed.

If you want to count residence, this is the third one.

It's like this every time, really...

"Oh, forget it, just pretend I haven't come back. Playing the magician shouldn't be a problem, but it will take some time for the astrologer and the decryptor to play the role. Kevin's identity is still useful. It would be uneconomical to lose it like this. …”

"It's better not to expose yourself to the official..."

But just as Wu He was waiting for the bloody curtain to completely shatter so that he could open the portal and leave, and thinking about the next course of action, an inexplicable sound directly interrupted his thoughts.

"The Creator of all, the Lord behind the curtain of shadow..."

"Is this? Who is praying to the True Creator?"

Listening to that low but loud voice, Wu frowned suddenly.

He raised his head and glanced around, and soon locked the direction of the sound. His figure flashed and appeared at the location of the sound.

But the voice didn't care at all about Wu He's approach, and just continued to read.

"The fallen nature of all living beings, your devout followers pray to you to hear."

"I am willing to dedicate my body, my soul, my memory, my life. I am willing to dedicate everything to you. I only hope for your gaze and your arrival..."

Listening to this inexplicable prayer, Wu He suddenly felt something bad. He raised the Heavenly Fire Holy Judgment to stop it, but it was too late.

The chanting voice seemed to be turned up at double speed, without giving Wu He a chance to react, and he directly completed the chanting.

The next moment, a light of unknown origin suddenly came from an unknown place above Wu He's head, completely covering him.

The surrounding sea of ​​burning fire, raging storms, roaring roars, and countless unwilling roaring figures turned into countless waves and swept over, instantly submerging Wu He's body.

Things happened so fast that even Wu He didn't fully react. He could only muster up his willpower to withstand the attack that somehow rushed towards him.

Putting his hands in front of him, Wu He tried his best to open his eyes and look forward.

There was a black shadow the size of a basketball.

The black shadow floated in mid-air, and the laughter like an naughty child kept coming out of it, penetrating into Wu He's ears, making his will seem to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to concentrate at all.

But the next moment, the black shadow directly broke through all the barriers of fire and storm, stuck in front of Wu He, laughed and said as if he was joking:

"Hey~, long time no see. Do you like the gift I gave you? I stole this from a very troublesome guy and gave it to you. Don't thank me too much -"

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(End of this chapter)