412: C412 Last Checkpoint

C412 Last Checkpoint

Wu Shuang climbed up the mountain with difficulty. The armored soldiers were in a negative state and were eating away at his willpower.

The war songs that he had once used had turned into new nightmares, trapping him in his tracks.

"I Want to Find You" made Wu Shuang lose his way and almost fell to the bottom of the mountain.

"Hypnosis" almost took his life. If Wu Shuang wasn't determined enough to believe that everything was an illusion, he would have already been tortured to death.

The most terrifying time was when he was faced with the《 Iron Blood Core》, at the same time, he was inflicted with an increase in his weight and armor, while his enemies were horde of rushing beasts. Demon Beast s rushed out of the forest one after another, the weakest of them having the strength of a third stage demon spirit.

When this power was gathered together, it was not any weaker than the previous flash flood. However, the flash flood was just one wave, while the horde of beasts in front of them was endless. No matter how many they killed, the total numbers would not change.

Wu Shuang had to endure the onslaught of the horde of beasts and continued to fight. On the path of the Shura, over a thousand corpses and rivers of blood flowed. Until just now, the unknown and exhausted horde of beasts had also disappeared.

On the lush green mountain ridge, Wu Shuang's slim figure stood straight like a blood-red poplar. Blood kept dripping from the tip of his fingers, and his gaze was like two sharp swords pointing straight at the top of the mountain.

"We're finally reaching the top of the mountain." Wu Shuang retracted his gaze, his voice was as dry as a rusted gear.

He took a glance at the thorns twining around his body. They were moving like snakes, tightly wrapping around his body and connecting him to the ground. The sharp thorns were rubbing against his silver armor, creating a torturous noise.

Wu Shuang accompanied him from the foot of the mountain all the way to here. The "Demon Thorn Spell Armor" that guarded him was currently facing off against each other. The only clothes Wu Shuang could hide his body were the silver white dragon armor.

The path in front of him was also covered with thorns. Nine thick thorns were crawling and one of the thorns was raising up. An arrogant figure was looking down at Wu Shuang. A divine rainbow was floating above his head, releasing a golden light that could not be looked at directly.

"I knew it would be you." Wu Shuang let out a bitter laugh. The only thing that didn't appear in the preliminary battle song was' Believe Me '. Remove the weakness and maximize the effect of all the battle songs. Can I really defeat such a monster?

"You're finally here. I've waited for this moment for far too long." He withdrew his God's Ring and revealed his original appearance. He was 1.75 meters tall and looked exactly the same as Wu Shuang. However, he looked a bit young. He was the one who once defeated him.

"Wu Shuang, come on. Let me see how much you've improved in this period of time." The fake Wu Shuang waved his hand, and aside from the thorns beneath his feet, the other eight went all out, rolling towards Wu Shuang.

Wu Shuang snorted angrily and tried to break free of the bindings on his body. He stepped on the melody and retreated. As soon as he opened his front feet, two thorns came crashing down consecutively. The terrifying force shook the ground and dust flew everywhere.

Wu Shuang stopped his steps, channeled his Heavenly Note Force, and suddenly punched forward. The gushing sound waves condensed into nine dragon claws and hit the thorns directly, but it was as if an egg was hitting a rock.

The dragon claw broke with a bang. At the same time, a rebound wave exploded on the thorns that were coming at him. It blew towards Wu Shuang with a whooshing sound.

"So powerful!" Wu Shuang's pupils constricted and he immediately dodged to the side. Ripples brushed past his shoulder and a crack appeared on the silver armor.

Soon after, another three thorns shot out, one from the left and two from the right.

Wu Shuang was too tired to dodge and had no choice but to punch again. The nine roaring dragon heads fiercely collided with the thorns, breaking four of them in a row. Finally, Wu Shuang managed to deflect them.

Wu Shuang retreated again and again, dodging a few thorns in succession. In the span of a few breaths, he had retreated more than ten meters. However, the eight thorns in front of him didn't chase him and instead started to dance around.

"Hahaha, is that all you have? If that's the case, then die. " The fake Wu Shuang laughed out loud. With a flick of his finger, eight thorns shot out. Every thorn was surrounded by a person. The eight thorns blotted out the sky and covered the earth.

Wu Shuang stared at the eight thorns without blinking. His right hand grabbed downward and a reins appeared in his hand. Soon after, his Dragon Soul Rider suddenly lifted Wu Shuang up. It brushed against a thorn and flew into the sky.

The Dragon Soul Rider suddenly dimmed, but it was still not broken. Wu Shuang tightened the reins and immediately controlled it to dive towards the fake Wu Shuang. "Instantaneous Explosion" triggered, and the Heavenly Energy inside Wu Shuang's body instantly soared.

"Good, I'll tell you what is called a difference!" A trace of excitement and cruelty flashed across the fake Wu Shuang's eyes. He urged the thorns under his feet to push him forward.

In front of him, nine Five-claw Golden Dragon shook their heads and tails, and were rushing over. However, the fake Wu Shuang sneered and also threw out a punch.

The gushing Heavenly Sound Force condensed into five clawed black dragons, nine of them … Fifteen... Eighteen lines!

They were both from the True Dragon Fighting Arts, and although one was going all out while the other was just a casual punch, the difference in numbers was doubled.

The eighteen black dragons killed the golden dragon and pounced towards Wu Shuang without slowing down.

The latter's heart skipped a beat, but her expression did not show any panic. She once again threw out a punch.2

Under the two punches, another eighteen golden dragons appeared. However, they were still no match for the golden dragons.

From the sound wave of the radiation explosion, two five-clawed black dragons came out and exploded around Wu Shuang.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Smoke and dust suddenly rose up to a height of three to five meters. The fake Wu Shuang was unrelenting as he waved his fists, shooting out black dragons towards Wu Shuang who was in the middle of the smoke and dust.

"Die! Die! Trash like you simply aren't called by that name. I am Wu Shuang! I am the Unparalleled!"

As the fake Wu Shuang landed his fist, he crazily laughed. Under his bombardment, a deep pit of continuously falling rocks appeared on the sloping mountain slope. The dust that filled the air even covered more than half of the mountain slope.

This round of crazy bombardment lasted for three minutes before it stopped.

The fake Wu Shuang had an unstable aura as he stood there with his hands behind his back. His gaze pierced through the layers of dust and looked at the curled up figure that no longer had any aura from the bottom of the pit. The corner of his mouth pulled out into a sneer.

"Life truly is fragile." The fake Wu Shuang jumped down the thorns and slid along the edge of the pit towards the bottom. He wanted to admire Wu Shuang's dead body, but just as he arrived at the bottom, he felt something cross above him.

"How can there still be people?" As soon as the fake Wu Shuang thought of this, the eight thorns immediately went after him, while he quickly walked towards the figure at the bottom of the hole. Before he even touched the figure, he already felt that something was wrong.

The one at the bottom of the pit was not Wu Shuang, but a melody clone that was heavily damaged and was wearing battle armor.

It turned out that Wu Shuang knew that he wasn't a match for the fake Wu Shuang, so he ruthlessly played the "Soul Dividing Divination Technique". With the possibility of his soul disappearing, he condensed a new doppelganger as a scapegoat.

This plan was full of flaws and the slightest mistake would be exposed. If it wasn't for the fake Wu Shuang who looked down on Wu Shuang and was obsessed with his power, there was no way for him to succeed.

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