"What... the... hell?!"
The head on the left hand twisted slightly, looking at its own body with shock and disbelief.
Is this my body?
My head got twisted off?
"What are you doing?! Let go!"
Despair God's Emissary scread in utter terror, appearing extrely horrifying in this state of head and body separation.
This was literally having one's head twisted off, yet the other party remained so vigorous and full of energy, creating an extrely eerie feeling.
Indeed, for a divine emissary, rely having one's head removed—this kind of formal injury—couldn't possibly be problematic.
However, the last one who had their head twisted backward and still didn't die... seed to be Lu Ce himself...
Lu Ce currently resembled an overlord, holding the opponent's head in one hand and the body in the other, looking back and forth between them.
He was contemplating what to do next.
Amid the sound of trickling streams, black smoke erupted from Despair God's Emissary's body, with dark rivulets flowing from the head, spreading toward its own body.
As if attempting to establish a connection.
anwhile, it kept cursing incessantly:
"Seriously! What do you an by this? I've told you so much already!"
"Did I offend you by saying Tornt is dead? Damn it, just tell !"
Lu Ce weighed the head in his hand, showing no intention of responding, and forcefully smashed it against the ground!
Clang!
An extrely crisp sound echoed as the black head bounced up again, only to be caught once more by Lu Ce.
Like a basketball, Lu Ce even paused montarily when catching it.
"Are you serious?!"
"Have you actually lost your mind?!"
Despair God's Emissary's head remained in Lu Ce's hand, the two staring at each other as it directly cursed at him.
It couldn't understand why this guy suddenly decided to attack again when it had let its guard down.
That bastard from Tornt's side truly had no manners.
Suddenly, intense energy fluctuations rapidly erged throughout the space, as if the space itself had been split into two sections, stretching and extending outward!
The dividing line in the middle was precisely the severed neck of Despair God's Emissary in Lu Ce's hand, forcibly separating the disconnected head and body at an abnormally distant range!
Lu Ce instinctively looked up toward a direction where space distorted, and the figures of Perfect Life and The Creator appeared out of thin air.
"Hey! Hey! What are you doing! Let go, my body's getting farther away!"
Despair God's Emissary roared furiously, completely unexpected of this developnt.
Perfect Life clenched his five fingers, remotely controlling everything. He keenly sensed that although this creature wasn't dead, being headless must certainly affect it.
Thus, temporarily setting aside the issue with "Sin," he quickly prioritized stretching the space apart!
"Wait, two players have arrived, what are you doing? Release !" Despair God's Emissary roared in despair.
"The Creator!" Perfect Life shouted!
These two who were previously fighting to the death had established a cooperative relationship after their brief exchange earlier.
The Creator's figure instantly appeared near the body side, as a teorite materialized out of nowhere, crashing heavily onto Despair God's Emissary's body with blue trailing flas.
That wasn't all—various bizarre weapons and items appeared continuously as if free of charge, relentlessly bombarding the body already buried in ruins.
He knew exactly what a Divine Emissary was—such beings could never be taken lightly for even a mont! The Creator's expression turned exceptionally serious now.
anwhile, Perfect Life perford a spatial leap, arriving before Lu Ce.
Golden light exploded from his eyes, his aura soaring as he spoke to Lu Ce:
"'Sin,' who exactly are you?!"
While speaking, his hands showed no sign of relaxation either, actually throwing a punch directly at him!
This fist carried the glow of both Yin and Yang energies, and was purely offensive without any defense, showing signs of a life-risking attitude!
Lu Ce lifted his eyelids slightly, speaking calmly.
"I am ."
Then, he also threw a powerful punch that collided with the opponent's fist!
But the problem was, he still held Despair God's Emissary's head in his hand!
The black head was sandwiched between their two fists, essentially receiving the impact of both punches simultaneously, creating an explosive boom.
Boom!
"Hey hey hey?! Wait damn it, this is a head!"
"...&%￥@...%~!"
He was already numb—he thought he had found his kind, finally managing to "recognize kinship."
Yet he ended up suffering such humiliation!
However, his curses naturally went unheard, completely drowned out by the explosion.
Perfect Life flew backward imdiately after the fist collision, landing far away with a trembling arm.
He had already used his full strength earlier, but this exchange made him realize he still hadn't gauged "Sin's" true capabilities at all!
Overpowering all techniques with pure force! Relying on strong offensive clashes to win against him seed quite impossible.
"Divine Emissary?..."
Perfect Life questioned with so confusion.
"Go sowhere cooler." Lu Ce said calmly to him, then looked down at the head in his hand.
"Quite sturdy..."
Despair God's Emissary could now feel the overwhelming killing intent directed at itself, finally speaking with so shock:
"You... actually want to kill ?"
Then it turned its head, looking into the distance at The Creator who was still bombarding wildly, and said:
"Stop wasting your energy, you think you can kill like that?"
"Your levels aren't sufficient, far from it!"
As it spoke, its vision suddenly lowered—because the head had been thrown to the ground and was being stepped on by Lu Ce like a soccer ball.
Taking out the long-unused Hourglass of Life, Lu Ce asured the life force of this head before him.
The sand flowed exceptionally slowly, barely moving at all!
Proving what it said was true—in its current state, death was still far away.
"What exactly do you want to do? You should know this can't kill !" Despair God's Emissary spoke full of grief and indignation, sounding sowhat desperate.
"Can't you just say what you want to say? There are still these lowly participants here!"
Lu Ce put away his hourglass, speaking calmly.
"Is that so? Then why don't you teach how to kill you?"
As he spoke, he took out another weapon from his ga backpack—the Extre Path Battle-Axe!
Sensing the sharp aura, Despair God's Emissary looked upward, then roared in shock:
"Broken Divine Weapon?! You even have sothing like this."
"You're actually really going to kill ?!"
"You've betrayed your identity! You're insane!!"
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