Chapter Four Hundred And Seventy Six: The Demon Lord’S Careful Thought
Chapter Four Hundred And Seventy Six: The Demon Lord’S Careful Thought
"Looks like I'm stuck.
At this moment of dying.
The Mozun actually sat down directly, instead of rising up to resist, he turned himself into a splendid fireworks.
As a phantom who died once and was born from the sea of death, Mozun didn't pay much attention to death.
Just like he was born.
"The winner is king, you win."
Now that things have come to an end, Mozun doesn't think he has any ability to resist. If the other party can steal his two pillars, he can also steal his remaining skills.
"Are you a thief of fate?"
The Mozun, who recovered his senses, suddenly realized that this is not necessarily the power of the repairer, but it may also be the thief of fate.
Zhou Yi shook his head and admitted frankly, "It's the hand of God."
"Oh, let me tell you, the weirdest of all creation skills, how could I lose so quickly." Mozun couldn't help sighing.
"Um..." Zhou Yi didn't know how to face this evaluation for a while.
Is this to praise him? Or to hurt him?
"However, you are a strange person. After all, you are an overlord, and you didn't try to resist?"
Hearing this question, Mozun chuckled: "First of all, to correct one thing, I am a phantom, a phantom born from a rotting soul.
And I have died once, whether it is death or face, I don't care.
As for resistance?
Can you still resist after being stolen from the two major sources?"
Zhou Yi thought for a while and shook his head.
Although his own skills are very powerful, in fact, the most core skills are two skills, one is the power of taboo, ten times 100% real damage crushes everything.
The second is the hand of God, stealing the most powerful skills from others.
Two skills combined.
Only then did he reach a near invincibility.
If the two major skills are stolen, he will directly lose 80% of his power.
"That's it." Mozun spread his hands, and then fell powerlessly to the ground.
The force of fate is drawn away.
This caused it to have a reaction similar to withdrawal, the cells all over his body were declaring hunger and thirst, but he had no strength anymore.
"Kill me." Demon Lord said with a calm smile.
He can't do it anymore, he can't beat him.
Now he even has trouble moving.
Zhou Yi slowly raised Yu Hui, and at this moment, Mozun suddenly said:
"Wait a moment""."
"Is there any last words to explain? Or is it a last wish?" Zhou Yi didn't become angry, but asked calmly.
Mo Zong nodded emphatically: "After losing the power of destiny, my body feels wrong, as if there is a withdrawal reaction.
In the future, you have to be careful not to let someone steal your power, but it is estimated that no one can steal your power.
Then, I'm feeling very bad now, so attack me with your strongest strength, and give me a good time. "
"Thank you for letting me know. I'll be quick." Zhou Yi once again raised Sunset Time-Space Unity.
But at this moment.
An extremely fast voice came: "Wait a minute, you can't use that sword."
Hear this sentence.
Zhou Yi was slightly taken aback.
The Demon Lord let out a sigh, his plan failed.
As expected of a team of maintainers.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Yi also felt something was wrong.
Qingyou and Xianqileng flew over together, while Meng Meng stood in front vigilantly.
Xianqi said coldly: "You can't use the delete key."
"Why?" Zhou Yi asked.
Xianqi said coldly: "He is the twins of fate, the Demon Lord rules darkness and chaos, and there is another person who rules light and order.
They depend on each other, live and die together.
The effect of the delete key is to modify the fate in the case of deleting the original substance.
And this modification, most of the time is to directly formulate a virtual character.
But if faced with the situation of the Destiny Twins, in order to save the other life, Shuguang may reshape a demon king.
Zhou Yi looked at Time and Space, and couldn't help complaining: "Delete it, delete it, why are there so many?"
Xianqi coldly wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said with a helpless smile: "Destruction is only the last resort. The main purpose of this sword is to clean up Shuguang's bugs and maintain the normal operation of Shuguang."
All right.
Totally understandable.
Zhou Yi silently took out the death pawns, if you can't use time and space to unify, then use the death pawns.
Anyway, the difference is not big.
But at this moment, the Mozun suddenly exploded, he didn't attack Zhou Yi, let alone the maintainer.
Because he understands one thing.
With the two origins of destiny being stolen, he simply has no ability to break through the blockade of so many masters [Kill the repairer.
So he did one thing.
Inserting the claws into his own heart, and pulling hard, pulled out a black heart that was still beating.
This heart looks weird.
The whole is like a huge crystal, but it beats slightly as if it is alive.
Then Mozun stretched out the other two hands from his body, pulled towards the space, and directly pulled out a space crack.
Then throw that heart over.
"Hahaha, it's useless, he will avenge me, and you guys, prepare to face the next catastrophe.
What about the magical skills of creation, and what about the pillars? Everyone has to die. "
HER......
A faint blue barrier instantly enveloped the Demon Lord's body, sealing the Demon Lord in place.
And until then.
Only then did Mozun find out in horror.
Although he tore apart the spatial rift, the heart in his hand was not sent out, but was still held in his hand.
【Hand of God·Mind Stealing!】
Mozun's idea is beautiful, but unfortunately, Zhou Yi stole the idea of sending the heart into the space rift.
"You stole my idea?"
Mozun asked in shock, and then turned his gaze to Xian Qileng.
"Isn't it? Suguang's rules can modify fate, but can steal thoughts?"
incomprehensible.
In fact, even Xianqi Leng was taken aback. This method was indeed beyond recognition, and even she was frightened.
But then she shook her head:
"Sorry, I'm just a maintenance guy, not a database keeper, so I don't know.
really do not know.
In particular, the core thing like the magical skill of creation is itself designed for combat.
Whether it is damage or functionality, it has been fully loaded.
Any effect appears ordinary.
Zhou Yi snatched the heart away first, and then directly stole the six most powerful skills of the Mozun with a wave of his hand.
Then the God of Killing swung out brazenly with a single knife (demohao).
[-1652000/Z!]
[-16200 billion!]
The Demon King's HP was as high as 2 billion, and he couldn't be killed with one sword, so Zhou Yi made two consecutive sword strikes, one horizontal and one vertical.
It's like two eyes overlapping each other.
And the demon king also turned into a pool of golden soul sand under this attack.
What is dead cannot die again.
In the distance, Kong Qianling, who was watching the battle, saw this and immediately shouted to the battlefield:
"The Demon Lord is dead!"
In fact, before Kong Qianling could speak, other ghosts were also paying attention to this battlefield.
Seeing the death of the Mozun, the ghosts of the Infinite Demon Realm instantly gave up their opponents and fled in all directions.
Mozun wanted to start the final order before.
Now that the Demon Lord is dead, what are they waiting for if they don't run away?
A huge octopus-like phantom is running wildly.
Suddenly a sword light flashed.
The octopus is directly split in two.
"Sorry, none of you can leave!".
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