I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 106: Give you my heart, the devil of shaking m (6k)

"Come on, come on! Don't you really want to kill me? Why are you hiding!"

Lu Wenwu smiled ferociously and pumped his fist, his voice as terrifying as the roar coming from the Nine Netherworld.

The plague apostle transformed into a violent wind and kept dodging, not daring to meet the opponent's fist.

Just now he was hit by a dominating fist superimposed with the Demonic Spear.

If he hadn't turned into wind breath in time to be immune to some attacks, his right arm might have been blasted into a rain of flesh and blood flying all over the sky.

The puppet apostle was sweating coldly, muttering to himself, and low and mysterious spells continued to sound, and a strange power suddenly bloomed around him.

This strange power makes him seem to be in a superposition state of life and death, very similar to Schrödinger's poor cat.

The next moment, the whole hill began to shake.

The tombstones in the cemetery collapsed one after another, and white bone claws covered with rotting flesh and blood broke out of the ground, each one carrying a powerful force.

These corpses that had been dead for a long time were constantly resurrected by the power of the puppet apostles, with scarlet flames flashing in their empty eye sockets, becoming undead monsters.

They have powerful strength and instincts like ordinary zombies, but they cannot retain their consciousness in life like zombies.

For the dead, this is a good thing.

Their souls can rest in peace.

Trapped in his own body, he witnessed his own killings, witnessed himself devouring his own kind, and witnessed his body decaying day by day, gradually rotting into a white skeleton.

This torture of despair is enough to break anyone’s spirit.

The zombies gathering in the city seemed to have received some kind of signal.

They began to run wildly together, heading towards the hill where the cemetery was located like a 100-meter sprint, not caring even if their companions were trampled into pulp.

The battle between Lu Wenwu and the three apostles had already entered a fever pitch at the beginning.

The plague apostle who was continuously attacked had even suffered a lot of damage and almost did not dare to release himself from the state of natural disaster possession.

He tried to poison Lu Wenwu with plague.

But in the face of the combination of three powerful flames, the diseases mastered by the plague apostles are nothing more than juggling.

It can't even penetrate the barrier composed of demonic fire, and will be burned out halfway.

The plague apostle, whose eyes were splitting, didn't understand. It was obviously a battle between four people, why did Lu Wenwu pursue him?

In order to protect themselves, the plague apostles have become somewhat careless.

The hill under his feet was constantly tumbling at this moment, and a large amount of soil and stones piled upward, forming a huge human figure nearly ten feet tall like an earth giant.

The giant made of rocks and soil not only contains things belonging to nature, but even the resurrected dead and their graves are integrated into it.

The shaking of the earth continues, even intensifies.

Just when Lu Wenwu knocked half of the giant's face off with a heavy punch, the overwhelmed earth even cracked several deep marks.

The raging magma spurted out under the squeeze of the earth's veins and covered the giant's body, making him taller and stronger again.

At this time, it looked very much like a legendary creature called a molten giant.

The scorching fist punched hard in the air, causing a scorching heat wave wherever it passed.

The wings of the demonic dragon flapped behind Lu Wenwu, and with a deft dodger, he landed directly on the ground and hit the sole of the molten giant's foot, smashing through it.

The blazing magma surged and surged, and countless dead people and zombies who came from behind to support were wrapped in the magma, covered in fire, and screamed shrilly.

The terrifying spell impact exploded on Lu Wenwu, but his movements were not affected at all and were still as fast as lightning.

In the flash of lightning, Lu Wenwu's health bar was almost emptied in an instant, with only one percent remaining.

Then it bottomed out and rebounded at an extraordinary speed, rising rapidly.

Terrifying strange power burst out at this moment. Arms more powerful than the most powerful construction machinery tightly hugged the lava-shaped legs of the molten core giant. Shocking cracks continued to break and form on the ground.

How much does such a molten giant weigh more than thirty meters tall?

No one knows.

Maybe several thousand tons.

Or maybe tens of thousands of tons.

The bonuses of several pieces of equipment on his body exploded at the same time, and his muscles continued to tighten and exert force. The blue-black war lines had turned into a dazzling red and black color under the wild movement of Qi and blood.

With unparalleled strength gathered, Lu Wenwu let out a roar.

As the ground beneath their feet became violent, the human body erupted with incredible power.

The lava giant was lifted up by Lu Wenwu with his own strength, like an overlord lifting a cauldron!
The strength is overwhelming and the world is unparalleled!
Even if the molten giant is not as heavy as a real mountain, it is still amazing enough.

The magic apostles and puppet apostles on the side were completely dumbfounded.

They never thought that the lava body of the Disaster Apostle would one day be carried by someone!

The hot lava had no power at all on Lu Wenwu.

The opponent's roaring heavy body was like a large toy in his arms.

The magic apostle is completely numb.

For him, a guy who has always believed that machines and "magic" are stronger than the human body, this scene is tantamount to a heavy blow to his worldview.

Beat it to pieces completely!
"Such a terrifying body. It's impossible. Is it possible that a human body can match the power of a demon?" The magic apostle even dispersed the spell in his hand, and his heart was almost broken. "This is really a human body." Is it possible to achieve it?”

"Come! Come! Come!"

Lu Wenwu shouted three times, his grin becoming more intense.

"Your purity is far from enough!"

Along with his crazy roar, under the dull gazes of the two apostles, the muscles on Lu Wenwu's body swelled again, and his whole body was as vigorous as a spring that was suddenly released after being tense.

"boom!"

The molten giant didn't even have time to howl, and his huge body was violently thrown to the ground by Lu Wenwu, who was laughing wildly.

The heavy body made the already riddled earth let out an overwhelmed wail.

The originally neat and tidy cemetery hill cracked in the middle and was violently smashed into two pieces with brute force.

With this shot, the magma flowing on the molten giant's body splashed in all directions.

The hot liquid covered up the bodies of countless zombies.

The heavy body was violently swung down by Lu Wenwu like a war hammer. The plague apostle felt that all the bones in his body seemed to be broken, and the internal organs transformed by the natural disaster simultaneously released bad signals.

Before he could counterattack in other ways, Lu Wenwu's body once again erupted with endless power.

His arms and legs were very powerful, and his strong waist twisted accordingly. The plague apostle who transformed into a molten giant felt that his perspective was rapidly rotating at this moment.

At this moment, he recalled the merry-go-round of his childhood.

The rotating angle of view is getting faster and faster, more and more crazy.

A large amount of lava was thrown off his body, and the hot droplets ignited all the surrounding trees, turning them into a sea of ​​fire.

All the surrounding zombies were crushed to pieces in this terrifying giant windmill, and strangled into balls of charred flesh and blood wriggling in the magma.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

There was a continuous huge roar, and strong air waves mixed with hot smoke spread out.

The Magic Apostle and the Puppet Apostle used different methods to temporarily avoid the battlefield and avoid this extremely large-scale screen-clearing skill.

As bystanders, they witnessed this miraculous scene.

In the flames, a humanoid demon lifted a molten giant that was more than thirty meters high.

First, he knocked it down with an over-the-shoulder throw, and then swung it into a big windmill as if venting his anger, and hit it hard again and again on the hill that carried many zombies and dead people.

The violent roar continued, and the sluggish magic apostle even forgot to manipulate the spell to save his companions.

It takes about half a minute.

With a huge scream, the almost broken body of the molten giant hit the solid ground again.

The hot orange-red magma has completely cooled into gray-black volcanic rock.

The scattered pieces and countless squirming meatballs tell the story of what just happened here.

The hill where many dead were buried previously had been forcibly destroyed by Lu Wenwu holding the Plague Apostle!

Now, this is a depression filled with lava rocks!
Countless zombies and the dead were reburied here!

The sky shrouded by dark clouds has returned to blue.

Thunder and Wind have long since disappeared.

The earth had stopped the intense tremors controlled by humans dozens of seconds ago.

The ley lines that spewed lava closed again and spread out.

"Your purity is very low."

Lu Wenwu stood on the cooled chest of the Disaster Apostle and punched downwards.

The Demon God's war spear triggered the brilliance of the scorching sun, and descended from the sky like a giant sword that penetrated the sky and the earth, easily penetrating the solid and heavy black body.

"laugh!"

The energy cores exploded like a torrent of elements, and were quickly absorbed by Lu Wenwu's arms and the Demon King's Wrath Gloves.

"Too weak and too boring."

Lu Wenwu took out his hand, looked at the face of the Disaster Apostle buried deep inside the molten giant, and said disappointedly.

That horrified face was like a stone sculpture, frozen in place forever.

[You get 10 free attribute points]

A system prompt pops up.

It's the evil nemesis who has launched.

Lu Wenwu looked at the corpse of the plague apostle with all his concentration, hoping to lock on to the projection of the dimensional demon's spiritual thoughts.

But it ended in disappointment.

[You killed the Plague Apostle alone without any external force (lv.45)]

[You have completed the hidden mission - the end of the plague]

[Task description: Natural disasters and man-made disasters, disasters and epidemics, these are products that will always accompany civilization. It cannot be avoided, it cannot be denied, it cannot be eliminated, it cannot be escaped. Although you cannot eliminate natural disasters and epidemics, you are still the one who can eliminate them]

[You have obtained a hidden reward: Epidemic Core] [You have obtained a special reward: Mysterious Lucky Bag]

[Your personal overall rating has been greatly improved]

The core of the epidemic?

Why not all power crystals?
According to the previous task, only half of the prize pool should not be given.

Lu Wenwu frowned slightly.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something missing from the mission prompt this time.

It did not prompt the disintegration of the plague field.

Is it because he only killed the plague apostles and did not deal with the people ruled by the plague apostles, so the rewards have dropped?

This is probably the only explanation.

[Dimension Demon God Calamity casts a gaze on you, and he appreciates your performance quite a lot]

[Dimension Demon God Disaster’s favorability towards you increases: +20]

[Current favorability: indifference (20)]

Lu Wenwu: "."

It turns out that the demon god was originally the demon god of disaster?
But this demon is a bit shaken.

If I kill the believer you blessed, you will directly increase my favorability by 20 points, right?

Okay, okay, you know how to measure favorability.

All this is slow to describe, but in fact Lu Wenwu's thinking is as fast as lightning.

The above thoughts are just a dazed effort and are completely over.

Lu Wenwu glanced at the large number of zombies that had gathered around them again, then looked at the two apostles who were confused in the distance, and licked the corners of his mouth expectantly.

"Now, you two are the only ones left."

The demon-god-like figure slowly stepped forward, and the scarlet abyss stained with a large amount of blood stepped heavily on the plague apostle's rock-formed body, leaving a huge crater with every step.

"If you don't satisfy me, you two will die!"

"boom!"

The explosive step was activated, and the air was directly exploded with one kick, and an extremely obvious sound barrier cloud appeared!
The shuddering body was like a shooting star, heading straight for the magic apostle.

What the hell kind of monster is this!

The magic apostle broke out in cold sweat.

A pair of red electronic eyes kept locking Lu Wenwu's flight trajectory, and the mechanical staff in his hand bloomed with a dazzling purple light.

Dazzling spell formations were quickly superimposed in front of him, quickly nesting into a huge and thick defensive formation to defend against invading enemies.

However, this didn't work at all.

It's all in vain!

The demon war spear and the domineering fist were integrated into one, and Lu Wenwu's world-dominating punch exploded the thick spell formation!
Break the law with force!

No bells and whistles can stop it!

If one punch can't solve it, then punch again!
Previously, Fu Zhixin imitated the old overlord's lifting of the cauldron, and Lu Wenwu gained some new understanding of the overlord boxing.

He seems to have vaguely touched the edge of "meaning"!

If Ba Quan can condense his fist intention and break through to the [peak] state, it will bring him an extraordinary increase in combat power!
"Puppet, stop looking! Help me! Help me!"

The magic apostle yelled nervously, and kept moving his hands. The spell model swaying with starlight transformed into a meteor, dragging his thin transformed body back quickly.

Countless control spells were fired quickly and continuously, bombarding Lu Wenwu like a barrage of arrows, trying to slow down his flying speed.

But the wings of the demon dragon and the terrifying body are completely unreasonable.

In just ten seconds, the distance between the two was less than ten meters, and it continued to shorten!
Looking at everything in front of him, the puppet apostle felt filled with a deep sense of powerlessness.

Perhaps, he could escape with his own abilities, and Lu Wenwu would never be able to find him.

But correspondingly, with the opponent's terrifying strength, I will probably never be able to defeat him.

What's more, more than one-tenth of his puppets were killed, and their souls returned to the Kingdom of the Demon God of Life and Death, so their strength has dropped a lot.

After this battle is over, the more than 10 million puppets in this city will inevitably dissipate, and their own strength will be weakened again.

Really
Except for the naughty bitch who believed in the light all day long, and the otaku who never stepped out of the door, I'm afraid no one could be the opponent of the demon in front of him.

Fortunately, there are two idiots, Magic and Plague, who can help him find the way.

otherwise
"Puppet, what are you doing on horseback! Baga! Come and help me! Where's that trick you used to press the bottom of the box! I know you can use it!"

The panicked voice of the magic apostle reached the ears of the puppet apostle.

He raised his head, took a deep look at the dwarf who was panicking, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

That smile immediately made the magic apostle panic.

Even if the other party didn't say anything, he could still read something from the other party's playful eyes.

Collapse, sell, withdraw, slip away!
"No! You can't do this!" the magic apostle screamed desperately, "You run away now, how can he let you go! He is a devil! A complete madman! He will kill everyone!"

"It doesn't matter, it's not me who died anyway. Just play with this monster slowly, little devil."

The puppet apostle smiled and raised his middle finger, and actually ordered all the zombies to retreat collectively and no longer participate in any battle besieging Lu Wenwu.

And he himself was carried by several zombies using a simple device similar to a slide pole, and he leisurely left the battlefield and walked towards the distance.

The puppet apostle who is here now is just a clone of his original soul.

Even if this clone dies, he will only lose a small part of his soul.

Totally worth the loss.

Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, the puppet apostle decisively gave in and had no intention of fighting with Lu Wenwu anymore.

"It seems your partner abandoned you."

Lu Wenwu laughed wildly and waved his iron fist to blast an incoming spell directly into the air.

The torrent of black spells splashed in all directions, like a beautiful and gorgeous mandala blooming in mid-air.

"Bitch!"

The magic apostle was filled with grief and anger, and was retreating steadily under Lu Wenwu's terrifying sense of oppression. He could only hold on to the situation by clumsily holding on to the left and right.

When Lu Wenwu approached again, a strange power suddenly burst out from the chest of the magic apostle.

The blazing torrent was like an impact drill, forcefully forcing Lu Wenwu's fist back.

Missiles as thick as the load-bearing pillars of a building suddenly flipped up from behind the magic apostle.

Gorgeous tail flames flew out from behind. The missile, which originally required corresponding guidance to be launched, was shot straight out like a javelin and suddenly exploded between the two sides.

Intense light and heat erupted from the center of the fight between the two, like a second sun rising high in the sky.

Under the scarlet abyss, Lu Wenwu only felt hot, and an unprecedented burning pain came from his skin.

Nearly one million blood bars jumped rapidly at this moment, almost approaching the red line, triggering the underworld's amnesty order.

At this moment, Lu Wenwu felt a little depressed.

What the hell kind of opponent is this guy on the other side?
In the middle of the fight, he shouted "Emperor's board" and then came a jade smashing charge.

It’s really off the mark!
No moles, some Siberian potatoes.

But it has to be said that this suicide attack still worked.

The magic apostle holding an oversized Taijun Happy Stick transformed into a self-destructing infantryman, and exploded with Lu Wenwu, successfully widening the distance between the two.

However, at this time, the magic apostle, who was shrouded in a nearly dissipated shield and looked pale, was about to collapse.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the flames of the explosion dissipated, and the magic apostle witnessed with his own eyes that Lu Wenwu, who had endured the explosion, flapped his wings and flew out of the center of the explosion intact, he was already in hysterical despair.

He is not human!

He is definitely not human!
How can humans have such a tough body?

I can only survive by relying on the magic equipment and body protection prepared in advance.

Why should he!
Why should he?

The magic apostle, who had almost lost his mind, suddenly cried sadly, and then laughed like crazy.

He roared toward the sky: "Great God of Magic, your followers sacrifice their own hearts, please grant me glorious and supreme infinite power!"

While shouting, the magic apostle took out a short knife and suddenly opened his chest.

The robot hand accurately cut off the aorta in the chest, replaced it with a mechanized mechanical heart, completely took out his original heart, and raised it to the sky with the only intact human hand.

In just a moment, the pounding heart suddenly disappeared.

A heart-stopping power suddenly burst out from the magic apostle.

His robotic hands continued to repair the chest cavity that had just been dug out. His eyes full of violence and killing looked in the direction of Lu Wenwu, and said in a dark voice: "You forced me to do this! You forced me to do this! I Use my heart in exchange for"

"In exchange for my heart?"

Lu Wenwu's voice suddenly interrupted the magic apostle's dark threat.

As he spoke, he opened the breastplate of Scarlet Abyss, inserted the right hand with the demon war spear attached into the chest, and pulled out the powerful beating heart.

Lu Wenwu handed over his heart as if nothing was wrong, and then closed the breastplate of Scarlet Abyss.

"No, here it is, what next?"

Magic Apostle: "???"

no? ? ?

What kind of operation is this? ? ?
The magic apostle was stupid again.

Lu Wenwu's operation suddenly became impossible for him.

The other party dug out his heart, and now it looks like nothing happened?
I'm so crazy about this!
The magic apostle's mentality collapsed for the second time just like his expression.

I guess the War Apostle and he have quite a lot in common.

For Lu Wenwu now, if his heart is gone, it is gone and it is not a big problem.

It is not a big deal to simulate it by condensing Qi and blood first, and then rely on flesh and blood regeneration to grow another one.

It recovers faster than an ordinary person who accidentally gets a cut with a knife.

After being manipulated by Lu Wenwu, the original impassionedness of the magic apostle suddenly disappeared, leaving only deep doubts about life.

ps: Damn it, why can even the chapter title be reviewed and ganked? The title of the previous chapter was just harmonized with a few words for me. I’m worried! ! !

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