The blood patterns on the sword's spine writhed madly, like countless enraged venomous snakes.
It never anticipated that this seemingly obedient host had been secretly stirring trouble from the beginning.
Hearing the Overlord Sword's response, Jiang Cheng and Xia Sheng realized they were exposed.
Although they weren't sure exactly how they were exposed, the current problem was that the Overlord Sword was enraged.
"What do you want, to devour your host, have you lost your mind?!"
Since they were already exposed, Jiang Cheng decided not to pretend anymore.
"Devour the host? Do you think you have the ability to resist my strength?"
Blood mist gathered in front of the sword's edge, gradually forming a grim ghostly face, its gaping mouth faintly revealing countless howling forr hosts struggling within.
The ground cracked, and fragnts of stone rose against gravity, forming a force field around the Overlord Sword.
"Insolent one, attack!"
Jiang Cheng and Xia Sheng exchanged a glance, a curve forming simultaneously at the corners of their mouths.
In the next mont, they clasped their hands tightly together.
The Power of Pain exploded from their bodies like a surge, generating countless red tendrils behind them that suddenly entangled the Overlord Sword.
The sword light blooming on the surface of the Overlord Sword was unable to resist the spread of the Touch of Pain and was instantly entangled by it.
The mont they touched, the Overlord Sword's consciousness emitted a sharp wail, which quickly turned into a howl.
The Taunt Soul also activated at this mont, applying itself to the Overlord Sword via the Touch of Pain.
The sword body trembled frantically, the blood patterns on its surface twisted and cracked, and its consciousness was dragged into a dark abyss where countless mories pieced together terrifying images, forcibly unearthing them and repeatedly tearing at its consciousness.
It saw itself abandoned by the clan elder, its sword body thrown into the lting furnace, lting bit by bit.
It saw the vengeful souls of forr hosts climbing out of the sword's spine, tearing at its consciousness with grinning faces.
It also saw the Black Tide Demonic Spirits, which even the clan elder feared, summoning endless evil spirits, devouring its sword body inch by inch...
"Stop!"
The Overlord Sword's howling was filled with plea, and the sword light released from its body shattered, the glowing sword body rapidly dimming under the erosion of the Power of Pain.
It struggled desperately, but the Touch of Pain only tightened its grip, the Power of Pain seeping into the sword body, directly scorching its consciousness.
This was a level of pain the Overlord Sword had never experienced.
Its consciousness seed like a lone boat in a storm, swaying uncertainly in the tumultuous agony, on the verge of collapse.
It realized this was the pain brought by extre emotions, trying to struggle free, but its consciousness seed wrapped in layers of viscous dark sli, every struggle feeling like a difficult maneuver through a mire.
Trying to concentrate its thoughts to clear its mind, telling itself this was rely external emotional interference, only brought more intense stabs of pain deep in its consciousness.
"Overlord Sword, you enjoy bringing pain to your hosts, but have you ever personally experienced the ultimate pain?"
Jiang Cheng's sinister laughter echoed in its mind, but the Overlord Sword was already unable to respond.
Its consciousness was shattered and scattered like snowflakes under the impact of extre pain, everything it did to the hosts becoming the fuse for its suffering.
Each mory that surfaced was accompanied by maddening pain, as if the deceased hosts turned into vengeful souls gnawing at its consciousness.
It felt as though countless sharp hooks were pulling its consciousness apart, strand by strand.
Fear, converging with pain like a surging tide, completely subrged it.
It tried to scream, tried to send a cry for help to the nearby clan land.
But shrouded in extre pain, its consciousness could no longer control its body, continuously plumting into an endless abyss.
Only pain remained, spreading wantonly in its mind, relentlessly eroding its remaining sanity.
Kill !
At this mont, the Overlord Sword longed desperately for death.
Because the pain had exceeded the limits of what it could endure, surpassing even the limits of pain it could imagine.
Despair enveloped it.
Its consciousness gradually crumbled under the erosion of the Power of Pain, screaming to the point where it could not even gather coherent thoughts.
It felt as if every part of its sword soul was being sliced, crushed, and burned.
It once believed it was the controller of "despair and emotions," but only now did it understand what ultimate despair ans.
Crack!
A crisp shattering sound arose, the cracks on the surface of the Overlord Sword spreading continuously.
Its consciousness gradually lost the perception of itself, step by step approaching the edge of dissipation.
Outside, Jiang Cheng and Xia Sheng still maintained their clasping posture, the blood-colored tendrils dancing wildly behind them, as if opening up like a peacock tail, continuously releasing extre painful energy.
At this ti, the players in the livestream were reaching a climax, the barrage exploding instantly.
"This is aweso. Although the Overlord Sword is injured, it's still a hunting level 100 life form, unbelievably strong."
"The Pain Attribute can actually combine with the Taunt Attribute into a combo? What kind of celestial combination is this, overwhelming the Overlord Sword under strong control, leaving it hard to counterattack. This combination fills the control-scoring sheet completely."
"This intensity is too over-the-top, Pain Taunt Withering Tearing..., this feature combination is too demonic, it can truly immobilize the target to death."
...
Jiang Cheng and Xia Sheng's performance made many players in the livestream think of a saying circulating on the forums.
There had been discussions sparked by Strategy Guide Players on the forum, studying who the strongest internal battle Phantom God in the Player Faction is.
The vast majority of veteran players cast their votes for the Suffering Brothers.
The reason being, no one dared to confront the Suffering Brothers head-on, they had mastered powers that even their own players feared.
Finally, in the barrage discussion among the livestream players, the trembling of the Overlord Sword abruptly ceased.
It then fell from the sky, the blood patterns on its surface dimming, with Qi-Blood continually flowing from the cracks, rging into Jiang Cheng and Xia Sheng's bodies.
The sword body also began transforming inch by inch from the tip, into a gray-white color, no longer glowing with blood light.
Jiang Cheng and Xia Sheng withdrew their hands simultaneously, exchanging a smile.
"Double Pain Combination."
"True Damage Slices Gods and Demons."
With each delivering a line, they raised their right hands and clapped.
Simultaneously, the Challenger Tips echoed in their minds.
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