I studied beheading in a mental institution

The blood volume of the Corpse God is about eight times that of the Thunder Beast at that time.

After all, the Thunder Beast is only the weapon spirit of the Yata Mirror, which belongs to the beast, not a god in the true sense, and most of the divine power it possesses relies on the Yata Mirror itself, so although it is a god level, it is not the same as the real Tianjin god. However, there is still a big gap.

The Corpse God is an evil god that was born out of the God of Tianjin. Except for the lack of the power of law, it has almost completely inherited the power of the mountain god Dashan Jinjian. From the point of view of blood volume alone, it is known that its fighting power against Thunder Beast is not at all. one level.

Yuuri Takishiro let go of the spear with one hand, and slid in the void with the other hand, the illusory prop panel flashed in front of his eyes, and finally locked on a bloody sickle.

"Item selection... SS-level ancient martial arts item, [Blood Bar Harvester]."

"SS-level props: [Blood Bar Harvester], each damage deals real damage equal to 1% of the target's maximum blood volume, regardless of level, magic immunity, and overlord body."

A line of small characters floated in front of Yuuri Takibai's eyes. He reached out and grasped the panel, and he grasped the hideous blood-colored scythe, with a thick broken lock wrapped around the end, and the surface of the scythe was dark red everywhere. The bloodstains on it, I don't know where the bloodstains came from.

This SS-level prop was Yurashi Takibai's biggest gain in the past few months. For this legendary prop, he spent countless hours playing dungeons all night, and finally put it in his prop backpack.

All of this is for the possibility that one day he will be able to win when he faces an opponent in the divine realm again.

Although compared to the SS-grade wooden chopsticks that Lin Qiye took out before, the attributes of this sickle are far worse, but the wooden chopsticks are only one-time props after all, but this sickle can be used infinitely .

The corpse god standing on the top of the broken mountain seemed to have sensed the threat of Yuli Takibai, and turned his attention away from the ants at the foot of the mountain. He raised his face without facial features, and silently looked up at the red-clothed man standing high in the sky. figure.

"Scene: [Yan Mo Hell] is loaded..."

As Yuuri Takibai's thoughts rose, a line of small characters appeared in midair.

Boom-!

Yuuri Takishiro held the blood-colored sickle in his hand, and a field opened rapidly under his feet. The surrounding environment changed instantly, and the broken mountain that rose slowly turned into a scorched black land full of hellfire.

Since the Corpse God inherits the power of the mountain god, as long as he creates a battle scene without mountains, it can greatly weaken the opponent's combat effectiveness!

Yuuri Takishiro stepped on the scorched black ground where the lava was boiling, and his figure turned into a bolt of lightning, which instantly came to the side of the corpse god.

He grabbed the broken lock at the end of the blood-colored sickle and threw it out forcefully. The broken lock extended at an astonishing speed. The two-meter-long scythe flew a distance of more than [-] meters in an instant, and the blade cut several pieces one after another. The mountain debris suspended around the corpse god cut its chest.

Blood volume—2482393!

With this knife, 1% of the corpse god's blood volume was cut off.

Although in terms of percentage, it is not too much, but if he cuts a hundred swords in a row, even a real god can only be severely injured by Yuli Takishiro to the point of death.

The corpse god was slashed by this knife, and the gap on the pitch-black face opened and closed violently, as if it was roaring. A terrifying tide of divine power swept across it, and a terrifying wrath of the mountain god was brewing.

On the scorched earth, a man dressed in red was holding a blood sickle, like a god of death clutching fate, frantically harvesting the blood of the corpse god.

……

circle of people.

Sea area.

The rushing sea was gradually stained with blood, and the corpses of marine creatures floated to the surface of the sea, their stumps and blood were smeared, and the sea breeze carried a strong smell of blood.

A huge pixel cruise ship is parked somewhere on the sea like a mountain, and it does not move despite the beating of the sea.

Directly in front of the cruise ship, a pixel platform with a side length of several hundred meters has been built. There is a small circular hole in the center of the platform. Several members of the Guild of the Upper Evil are standing near the platform against the waves, as if they are calculating wearing something.

If you move your sight below the sea surface, you will find such pixel platforms, and there are more than 200 such pixel platforms in the deep sea.

The distribution of these pixel platforms is completely vertical, and the circular cavity in the center fits precisely into an ultra-long acceleration track. Above the first pixel platform on the sea surface, hangs a long silver sword, the blade pointing directly to the depths of the earth. , exuding a cold light.

At the front of the cruise ship, a girl was wearing a ragged cloak and was quietly gazing in the direction of Japan. The sky in the distance was already red, and her brows were slightly frowned.

"President, [Sword of Extreme Evil] has been prepared and can be activated at any time." The knight walked to her side against the sea breeze, and said solemnly, "As long as you give an order, Amazono Cloud Sword will pierce through the sword in 42 seconds." The mirror surface of the Yata Kage, this 'circle of people' will also be completely destroyed."

"Well, I see."

Memorial nodded slightly, looked into the distance, and didn't say any more.

"One more thing." The knight seemed to think of something,

"Since half an hour ago, some members have shown symptoms of red-eye mania, which should be related to that weird pollution. Although I have sealed them off for the first time, the number is still increasing rapidly... to So far, 72 people have been quarantined."

"How many of us are left?"

"Less than forty."

"Is it enough to activate [Extreme Evil Sword]?"

"If the goal is just to activate the [Extreme Evil Sword], one person is enough."

"...I see, then wait."

The knight hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "President, what are you waiting for? This 'circle of people' can't last long, and in ten minutes at most, the pollution will completely corrode this Yata mirror. Those people here will not survive.

If it drags on, I'm afraid that those dead souls will also be polluted and turn into corpse beasts. "

"Isn't that still ten minutes?" Memorial put his hands in his pockets and said calmly, "We want to destroy the 'circle of people' and liberate the souls of the dead, as long as we do it before the Yata Mirror is completely polluted.

We save the dead, but at the same time... also give people living in this 'circle of people' a chance to live.

After all, there are still people working hard to save this country, and these tens of millions of people still have the possibility of surviving... We cannot destroy their hopes until the last moment.

This is the most basic respect for life. "