332: C332 A Tragic Victory(2)

C332 A Tragic Victory(2)

After all, Sharrphy was an expert in speed. When the red mist rose, she disappeared in a flash. When she reappeared, she was already standing at the entrance of the Heavenly Imperial Palace.

However, what shocked her was that the red mist that she thought had been thrown away a long time ago was actually haunting her. Following her movement, it appeared thirty centimeters in front of her again.

"Damn it..."

Without even having the time to catch her breath, Sharrphy's figure flashed and disappeared from where she was once again...

At the same time, she launched an attack together with her. The other companions of the Beheading Alliance were not so lucky.

In the distance, Green Giant, who was huge and muscular, was wrapped in a layer of red mist like a cocoon. No matter how he swung his fist or fanned his palm, he couldn't blow away the red mist.

The red mist really seemed to have a mind of its own. Once it identified you, you would not be able to get rid of it unless you completely destroyed it.

Poor Bobbie, who had turned from Green Giant to a red giant, was in the red mist. His huge body started to shrink at a visible speed.

There was no blood or exposed white bones because of the shrunken body parts. The blood, flesh, bones, and everything else had vanished without a trace. The only thing that could express the pain he was feeling right now was... The only thing that could express the pain he was feeling right now was the endless shrill cries and screams... It was like a ghost that had been tortured to death in hell, and it made people's teeth ache when they heard it. The skin on his ears went numb.

But even so, no one gave him any sympathy or support. It wasn't that other people's hearts were as hard as steel, but everyone, including the man in golden armor... His entire body was covered in a layer of red light, and that golden armor looked extremely cool and cool. When they encountered the Red Mist, they were just like tofu. He could not resist at all.

However, at least it was the embodiment of human technology, even though the golden armor could not completely resist the invasion of the Red Mist. It would take some time for it to completely dissolve. Even so, on the big bearded face of the man of intestines... There was also a look of anxiety and pain.

As for the other person, he was just a person from the Unsetting Sun Empire who had transformed his hands into energy cannons. It was as if his entire body had been transformed into a pair of hands, and the genes in his body had not changed much.

The moment he was enveloped by the red mist, his entire body began to fester and melt. In just a few breaths of time, the red mist enveloped him. There were only two energy cannons shining with a metallic luster left, but no one knew what material they were made of. There were no signs of erosion.

The last one among the five was a toad-like man with bone spikes growing out of his arm. Compared to his companions, he seemed to be the most relaxed one.

Although he still had a pained expression on his face, there were no signs of erosion on his body that had been corroded by the Red Mist.

No, it was not that he had not been corroded. Every time the Red Mist came into contact with his body and wanted to corrode it, a faint halo would appear on the skin of his body, quickly restoring his corroded body.

For a period of time, the recovery speed had actually maintained a balance with the speed of corrosion of the Red Mist. However, looking at the toad man's pained face, he could predict that he would not be able to last for long in such a state.

"Roar! Roar!! Everyone, think of a way quickly! If this continues, all of us will die!"

Being enveloped by the Red Mist, he was completely unable to move. As the leader of everyone, the temporary commander, Bobbie, was still struggling to resist. Although his body was gradually corroding and shrinking, the pain he suffered was beyond the understanding of ordinary people. But before he died, he still maintained a clear mind.

They were created by gathering all of humanity's resources, and they were practically the embodiment of the current highest technology. No matter what, they couldn't all die here.

"Hehe! Think of a way? What other methods do you all have? Haha... It's very painful, isn't it? Then let's shout it out loud! All of your unwillingness before death, all of your pain... Let out all of your grief and indignation, hahaha!"

The rhythm of the ten fingers flicking became faster and faster, and they could no longer see the trajectory of their movements. At this moment, although Blood Hand was laughing loudly, he could only see that his head was covered in sweat. He furrowed his brows, thinking about how he was maintaining such a huge indiscriminate attack. It didn't seem like it was easy for him either.

But even so, compared to the soldiers of the Six Nations who were injured, it was still so easy for him.

"Is there really no other way? I'm afraid not."

Suddenly, an uncoordinated voice came from the field. In the distance, in a deep pit that was formed after Takeda landed. A figure covered in blood, with many parts of his clothes festering... He tremblingly crawled out from within.

This person's face looked extremely frightening. That was because the face that belonged to a human was actually filled with pustules one after another. On those overlapping pustules, there was even disgusting yellow water flowing.

Not only that, the mouth of the pustules that were wide open was like a shark that could not be closed at all. A series of saliva flowed out from the side of each of its sharp and pale teeth.

However, what was puzzling was that such a repulsive man actually wore the familiar samurai uniform that he had worn in Takeda earlier. Could it be that he was Takeda?

Hadn't Takeda been killed by Blood Hand with a single palm?

"Everyone has their own ultimate move. Could it be that you think that with a single palm, you can wear me down?"

The pustle-bodied man stood in front of Blood Hand. A magical scene appeared. The layers of bloody mist that threatened to kill him had wrapped around his body, but it couldn't harm him at all.1

He stared at Blood Hand, who was bouncing around in the distance. The two eyelids that were pressed together by the blood red pustules couldn't be completely opened. There was a trace of terrifying cold light, "You destroyed my Heavenly Imperial Palace, and now you want to kill me? You beast! I will kill you!"

"What the hell is this thing? It can actually resist my baleful aura?"

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