1002: C1002 Trapping

C1002 Trapping

Of course, at that time, he only had the status of a reserve team member. He personally saw the clown play tricks to kill everyone in his team.

As for the clown at that time, because the person in front of him who possessed the seed of vengeance was only a child, he did not kill him.

Instead, he used the most unbridled and unruly way possible to personally show this child all of his methods.

In other words, the clown was the biggest shadow in the owner's heart. It was also the main reason why he was on the road to revenge.

Originally, he thought he would never meet a clown again in his life. After all, although the clown was his greatest enemy, he was also one of the people who initiated his revenge. He played a very important role in his life.

Ever since he had grown up, he had continuously trained his desire for revenge to become the most brutal form of revenge. He had become a creature that lived in a dark corner because of hatred.

It was because he had such a special story, that when he entered the Endless Sea, he was bestowed with the seed of vengeance by the Eternal Devil Tree, and was placed in the Demon Navy Group.

"Your voice is very familiar to me. Could it be that you are an old friend that I once knew?"

The clown resisted his confused state of mind and shook his head. He tried his best to focus his attention on the man in front of him.

In order to satisfy the clown's wish, the other party had gently taken off his veil in front of him. It was an extremely delicate and melancholy face, and it had caused the clown to recall a long time ago that had been sealed away.

"You are the child from back then!"

"Yes, Mr. Clown. More accurately, I should address you as my teacher. If it weren't for the series of power you displayed in front of me in the past and the fact that you buried such a deep hatred for me, how could I have survived until today?

How can I inherit your legacy, open up a skill that belongs solely to me, in addition to the value of the Vengeance Seed's power. The current me, once the flames of hatred ignite, will become extremely powerful, and this space will be the most perfect manifestation of my power of vengeance.

I used this space without a door to imprison countless enemies. I punished them with the same harshness that you did, and I also received the same spiritual experience as you.

I am very clear that I am a person who is on the verge of falling, but everything that happened today was bestowed by you, Sir. Furthermore, the heavens have truly favored me, and I have finally met the person from back then once again.

At the same time, a variety of incomparably cruel slaughtering tools appeared out of thin air in front of him. Each of these tools could become the most terrifying slaughtering tools in the battlefield, and now they had become the medium of the game between him and the clown.

"Speak. I will keep you company no matter how much you want to play. After all, what happened back then is my fault. Today, no matter how much you play, it won't be too excessive to target me."

The avenger seemed to be satisfied with the clown's attitude and actually nodded with a smile.

"Rest assured, I definitely won't leave any face for you. You are the creator of my Vengeance Seed, and I will let you experience the most extreme pain in this world! "

"Since you can't make a choice, then let me control the pace of this game."

As soon as the avenger finished his words, he began taking out all sorts of cruel instruments, one after another, and started attacking the clown's body.

Miserable cries of pain continuously rang out from the clown's body. As an avenger at the top, he knew what he had to do to deal with the clown, and he also knew where the weakest parts of the clown's body were located.

As a result, under such unfair combat conditions, the clown had become a target that the opponent would wantonly slaughter. He didn't even have the right to speak.

What was even more terrifying was that as the avenger began to use more and more methods, the wounds on the clown's body became more and more severe. The flame of vengeance within the clown's heart seemed to burn even more fiercely.

While the clown was tasting the endless pain, he was actually laughing without restraint.

"It seems that my entire life has truly been a mistake. I'm using a cruel way to describe what I think is the best achievement. However, this path is the path that will cause the most harm to others. To be able to reap such an end today is something that I have brought upon myself. "

The clown was finally regretting his decision in the midst of endless pain. He looked at the man who was constantly hurting him. It was the sin he had committed, and finally, a drop of tears of regret flowed down his face.

The next moment, the clown actually decided to choose a self-exposing method to save his own sins.

"Boss, it seems like your wish of accompanying you to the peak of the continent will not come true. For the rest of my life, I'm afraid this is the only way to save myself."

In the next moment, the clown suddenly clenched his fists, the powerful aura of primal energy in his body started to roam around crazily. In fact, with the clown's original strength training system, he could definitely suppress the avenger in front of him at this moment, and completely break free from the cage around the clown's body.

However, he did not do so. Instead, he crazily channeled the original strength in his body, allowing them to recklessly rush through his eight extraordinary meridians. When the original power stirred up to its peak, the inside of his body automatically exploded.2

Quickly, five cyclones appeared within the clown's body. The five cyclones were able to contain the power of the origin energy, but they were constantly being pushed to the limits of what they could hold.

One had to know that the location of the cyclone contained the aura of primordial energy, which was precisely the process of every primordial energy cultivator gathering their energy during the battle.

If the Qi was just gathering and not being released outside of his body, he would sooner or later reach the limit that his physical body could bear.

At that time, the explosion of the cyclone would be equivalent to a bomb buried in the body. Once this limit was broken, it would be difficult for it to be perfectly repaired, no matter how powerful it was.

At this critical moment, a deafening explosion suddenly resounded in the clown's mind. At the same time, the clown felt a powerful force that seemed to have cleared his seven meridians and eight meridians pour into his back in an instant.

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