955: Chapter 955: Can’t Hold On, Quickly Use Your Special Move!
955: Chapter 955: Can’t Hold On, Quickly Use Your Special Move!
The battle in the sky was fierce beyond compare.
The disciples of the Three Devil Sect, including the unlucky newcors, all looked up, their gazes excited and apprehensive.
The disciples of the Three Devil Sect had originally thought they had victory in the bag.
What difference could one Nascent Soul Stage cultivator make?
However, as they watched one after another of their high-ranking sect mbers get blown up, scorched into charcoal, they began to feel uneasy, but they were still able to maintain their composure—after all, the Supre Elder had yet to make an appearance!
The Supre Elder was a Hollow Void Practitioner!
Wouldn’t it take just seconds to kill Carson Flores once he showed up?
Yet when Ezekiel Roth descended from the heavens with earth-shattering montum, blocking out the sky with just one hand, and Carson Flores defied the odds, soaring upwards, his lone sword shattering the giant hand, all the disciples of the Three Devil Sect were stunned.
A Hollow Void Practitioner actually couldn’t suppress Carson Flores!
After Carson Flores sent Ezekiel Roth flying with a punch, a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and the disciples of the Three Devil Sect imdiately panicked.
This person was a monster.
How could a Nascent Soul Stage be so powerful?
You must understand, the disparity between realms is absolute domination.
Normally speaking, soone at the Initial Spirit Transformation Stage could easily crush a Nascent Soul at Great Perfection, with combat power at least ten tis the difference, let alone Hollow Void.
A Hollow Void Practitioner could poke to death a Nascent Soul with a finger, yet now, he himself was injured instead.
The unlucky ones felt the exact opposite, one after another they were inexplicably overjoyed—they saw hope of surviving.
Ezekiel Roth was furious.
Carson Flores was sent flying again and again, his body covered in wounds, blood splattering everywhere, even bones were visible in several places.
Yet, he fought more fiercely as the battle went on, like a cockroach that couldn’t be killed.
Ezekiel Roth’s gaze towards Carson Flores had evolved from initial contempt, to disdain, to seriousness, and then to fear.
How could this man be so troubleso!
Although he was at the early stages of Hollow Void, he was still Hollow Void.
How could he not kill a Nascent Soul, and be dragged to the brink instead?
Feeling Ezekiel Roth’s weakness, Carson Flores laughed loudly, “Ezekiel Roth, you’ve gotten old!”
Yes, Ezekiel Roth was too old.
Although he was a Hollow Void Realm powerhouse, his lifespan had reached its limit, nearly burning the candle at both ends.
Short-term combat was still sustainable, but as he trembled, it wasn’t long before his combat power began to fall, unable to maintain his strength.
In contrast, Carson Flores, despite being covered in blood, despite his bones being exposed in several places, blood flying everywhere, looking extrely miserable, was nonetheless filled with soaring battle spirit, fighting more courageously the longer it went on!
Elsewhere, Jonathan Roth was also struggling to hold on.
The crazed assault of three Mutant Demon Beasts inflicted nurous injuries upon him, his abdon pierced by vines, half his body nearly charred to a crisp by fire, while the surface of his body was also encased in a thick layer of frost.
Death lood before him, and Jonathan Roth could no longer hold on, he scread, “Use your ultimate techniques!”
With plumting attack power and a look of exhaustion, the aged Ezekiel Roth glanced at his son, in a pitiable and perilous state, hesitation in his expression.
Jonathan Roth saw at once what his father was hesitating over, and bellowed, “As long as we live, there’s no end to how many Myriad Spirit Blood Pearls we can have!”
Ezekiel Roth gritted his teeth, finally making up his mind.
He suddenly erupted in intense Blood Light, a blood-colored pearl flying from his mouth, hovering in midair, emitting an endless stench of blood.
Even a hundred ters away, Carson Flores suddenly felt as though he was standing in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl!
Carson Flores’s gaze grew somber, for that was the Blood Pill transford from the lives of four hundred thousand people from one city!
This guy actually swallowed the Blood Pill to digest it slowly; when you think about it, that’s just disgusting.
People eating Demonic Beasts, Demonic Beasts eating people, that’s all very normal, but cannibalism, that’s especially vile!
Carson Flores took a step and closed the distance in an instant, throwing a punch.
He could tell the other party was about to unleash a powerful technique, planning to interfere with all his might and give no ti for preparation.
Just as Carson Flores approached, a beam of Blood Light suddenly shot out from the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl, like a cot sweeping across the earth, striking Carson Flores in an instant.
For a mont, Carson Flores felt as though he was in Hell, everything before his eyes bathed in red.
Countless souls, countless Evil Ghosts surrounded him, intent on tearing him to shreds.
Carson Flores’s mind blurred for an instant, as if he knew it was fake, but he couldn’t escape, trapped like in a nightmare.
Carson Flores bit hard on the tip of his tongue, the acute pain bringing back a sliver of his consciousness.
In that fleeting mont, Carson Flores quickly took out the Lotus Seed of the Heavenly Do and stuffed it into his mouth.
A cooling sensation imdiately spread throughout him, and his muddled mind suddenly cleared.
As he opened his eyes, he saw Ezekiel Roth pointing at his head.
A spear of Spiritual Energy ca at him instantly.
Startled, Carson Flores stepped out quickly, narrowly dodging the spear that was about to penetrate his head.
Carson Flores broke out in a cold sweat.
What sort of illusion was this?
It could drag soone into an Illusionary Realm filled with mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and Evil Ghosts everywhere.
If one were to beco lost in it on the battlefield, wouldn’t they just be letting the enemy slaughter them at their leisure?
That was close!
Seeing that Carson Flores had actually co to his senses and avoided his fatal blow, Ezekiel Roth was instantly dejected.
The Blood Light from the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl continued to project, shrouding the surrounding space in a blood-colored light screen.
Within the screen, the stench of blood was intense, giving the eerie sensation of being surrounded by ghosts, with illusory figures arising, spine-chilling to behold.
With the Lotus Seed in his mouth, a trace of coolness penetrated Carson Flores’s mind, allowing him to remain lucid.
Seeing the blood-colored illusion unable to trouble Carson Flores, a pained look flickered in Ezekiel Roth’s eyes.
He suddenly brought his fingers together like a sword and pointed it at the Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl.
The Myriad Spirit Blood Pearl instantly transford into a bullet, whistling towards Carson Flores.
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