Apocalypse Awakening

Chapter 386 A Short Flight

Huaxia Awakening Military Command Headquarters.

"Wei Nan, are you crazy? You actually asked the Spirit Slaying Team to deal with the corpse king. With their strength, it is impossible for them to be the opponent of the eight-armed corpse king." A certain officer said.

"This team is much stronger than you imagined. I think it's perfect for them to deal with the corpse king." Wei Nan said.

"Those people are the elites of our country. If something goes wrong, how can we explain it to the capitals?"

Wei Nandao: "There is no need to explain, this is the army, since we are here, we must be prepared to sacrifice."

"But……"

The corpse king is the king of zombies, just like the human holy soul.

In the Spirit Slaying Team, every member is a young high-level awakener who stands out among his peers and is selected into this team.

They are special troops of the Huaxia Awakening Military Region. The reason why they are called Zhan Ling means that the ones they kill are corpse spirits.

If even a corpse king can't be dealt with, then what's the point of killing spirits?

"Maybe they can't do it now, but it's not in vain to exercise."

……

in the battlefield.

Ning Qiu kept keeping distance from the corpse king, using black flames to attack from a distance.

Over time, the consumption of soul power is also extremely rapid.

The wounded in the spirit killing team have been evacuated, and the remaining team members are waiting for an opportunity to act.

The eight-armed rotting corpse king is indeed a corpse king who becomes more and more courageous as he fights. Ning Qiu has consumed most of his soul power and is already feeling tired, but the corpse king seems to be getting more courageous as he fights.

Except for Ning Qiu, no one dared to get close to the corpse king, but if they released their abilities from a distance, Ning Qiu and the corpse king could not be hit at all with their high-speed movement.

"Ow!"

The eight-armed corpse king was getting faster and faster, and had gradually caught up with Ning Qiu.

"It seems that we can only fight hand-to-hand." Ning Qiu groaned in his heart. If this continues, his soul power will be exhausted, and he probably won't be able to kill this corpse king.

Ning Qiu's strength lies in close combat, so with a move of mental power, he has activated the corpse king's nuclear necklace.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and he fought with the eight-armed corpse king.

However, this corpse king has eight arms, so Ning Qiu still finds it quite difficult to fight.

The black corpse aura kept appearing, and with the defense of the corpse king's nuclear necklace, it was barely able to fight.

Eight arms struck at the same time, Ning Qiu felt caught off guard.

Immediately afterwards, there was a tightness in the chest, and the body flew upside down.

"Super Alloy Fighting Fist!"

A carp stood upright, Ning Qiu stood up, and based on the original Chaohe battle suit, Zhanquan appeared.

"laugh!"

War fist spewed out two hot air, at this time the eight-armed corpse king attacked again.

"Hot Soul Fist!" He roared, and slammed his fist hard on the corpse king's face.

The eight-armed corpse king was knocked into the air, and got up immediately after falling to the ground, as if he had entered a state of berserk.

In the distance, Pang Xiaobo watched the battle, and couldn't help worrying for Ning Qiu.

Obviously now Ning Qiu is consuming a lot of both physical strength and soul power, but the eight-armed corpse king is becoming more and more brave. If this continues, defeat will be a matter of time.

Just now Pang Xiaobo was also punched by the corpse king. Fortunately, he was defended by the corpse king's black gold armor, so he saved his life and suffered a little injury.

He really wanted to help Ning Qiu, but he also knew in his heart that he would only help more and more in the past, and he would lose his life in vain.

At this time, there was a muffled bang, and Ning Qiu was sent flying again.

"Damn it! If you can cultivate the superhuman system to the advanced intermediate level, maybe it won't be so difficult." Ning Qiu thought.

The more this kind of life-and-death battle, the easier it is to see your own shortcomings.

The puppet type and fire type are basically useless now, especially against a terrifying corpse king like the eight-armed corpse king.

At this moment, he felt that his bones were about to fall apart, and his whole body was in severe pain.

The eight-armed corpse king suddenly jumped down and rushed towards him.

"Super charged shaped cannon!"

A beam of white light shot out, hitting the flying corpse king, but did not cause serious injuries to it.

"Aw!" The corpse king landed, clenched his fists with eight hands, and swung them out suddenly.

"Ah...!" Ning Qiu wanted to hide, but it was too late.

The superalloy mecha on his body shattered, his body flew upside down, and was dragged nearly a kilometer on the ground.

"Ow!"

The eight-armed rotting corpse king raised his head to the sky and screamed, beating his chest with both hands, as if roaring for victory.

Ning Qiu fell to the ground and couldn't get up. I don't know how many bones in his body were broken.

"You are too weak, you are no match for a head-on confrontation with this guy." At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

Corpse Hua Ning Qiu woke up!
"Stop talking!" Ning Qiu gritted his teeth and stood up enduring the severe pain.

"Bang bang bang..." The eight-armed rotting corpse king had already stepped forward and rushed towards him. Every time he took a step, he could feel the ground shaking.

Ning Qiu looked ahead, with his hands hanging down.

The eight-armed corpse king swung his eight fists again, extremely fast.

"Super charged shaped cannon!"

Ning Qiu suddenly opened his palms, but this time, instead of attacking the corpse king, he released them at his feet.

With a bang, due to the momentum, his whole body flew up.

The eight-armed corpse king was taken aback for a moment, thinking that this kid can still fly?

Ning Qiu landed on both feet, gasping for breath.

Fortunately, the soul power of other supernatural powers can be fused with the weapon soul, otherwise he would not be able to use the supercharged shaped cannon so frequently.

"If the supercharged shaped cannon can be released, does that mean it can fly for a short time?" Ning Qiu suddenly had such an idea.

At this time, the eight-armed corpse king rushed over again.

Ning Qiu took a deep breath, then opened his palm, no matter what, he decided to give it a try.

Of course, the premise is that he must constantly convert his soul power into super-charged energy, because the use of the super-charged battle suit is not maintained by soul power, but by super-charged energy.

However, he no longer needs to meditate to transform the supercharged energy, and he uses the power of the spiritual eye to transform it very quickly.

Checked the energy in the mech, and there was still about a quarter of it.

This time, instead of pouring a lot of energy into his hands, he takes a gradual approach.

"call!"

The white light of both palms reappeared, and his body flew up, but the speed was much slower than before.

The eight-armed corpse king let out a low growl, stomped his feet on the ground, and leaped high.

At this time, Ning Qiu had only risen to a height of more than ten meters, and was still a little shaky. Suddenly, the corpse king jumped over, and was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped the release of the supercharged shaped cannon.

He fell down, but the eight-armed corpse king flew into the air.

However, its body was still in mid-air, Ning Qiu raised his hand and shot out the soul string, bound one leg of the eight-armed corpse king, and pulled it down from the air.

"Bang!" The corpse king fell to the ground, very angry, and rushed over again.

Ning Qiu saw that the effect was quite good, as if he had vaguely realized something.

So white light appeared in his hand again, and he flew into the air again.

At this time, there is still one-fifth of the supercharged energy remaining, and the consumption speed is very fast.

Even though he is constantly transforming energy during the battle, it is difficult to make up for the speed of consumption.

The eight-armed corpse king didn't learn his lesson at all, and leaped high again.

"Dragon Fire Fist!" Seeing this, Ning Qiu raised his hand and punched it.

At the same time, a faint yellow light appeared in his left eye, and he used the power of the spiritual eye to slow down his falling from the air.

"boom!"

The fire dragon collided with the corpse king, exploding black flames in the air.

(End of this chapter)