Chapter 1251 Even if the other side is the underworld, you have to fight your way back through hell
The strong men who attacked the tower paid a huge price to reach the top floor.
When they appeared at the top of the tower, except for a few of the strongest ones, the rest were all injured and in very bad condition, just one breath away from death.
Even the strongest ones among this group of losers were in very bad condition.
It’s extremely bad.
Among the Mo Cheng clones they had faced before, the one that held a vicious knife but used holy light caused them to suffer huge casualties.
The domineering, self-centered holy light that does not allow any impurities will inflict terrible damage on the enemies. The holy light sword power that remains on their bodies will cause them infinite pain.
Not only were their bodies hurt, but their souls were also suffering from mental damage that was like rape.
Mo Cheng and the visitor looked at each other. There was no need to communicate with words at this point. At this point, whether it was Mo Cheng or the other party, the determination to kill each other was absolutely firm and would not be shaken by anything.
Slowly pulling out the murderous demon sword, Mo Cheng's condition was also not very good. His four bodies died one after another. Relying on the [Absolute Regeneration] strengthened by [Aghanim's Blessing] to transform into a radiant immortal body, he used the [Time Barrier] to forcibly slow down or even stop the time of his clones, delaying the arrival of death.
This behavior is not without cost. At least at this moment, Mo Cheng is suffering from four times the death rate, which comes from mental erosion .
The continuous and endless deaths at the quadruple level could not be said to have a big impact on Mo Cheng's spirit, but it would be a lie to say that he felt nothing at all.
"I now understand the state of the Glorious Immortal Body, and why all my senses have been greatly reduced."
The experience of eternal light caused all of his senses to decline drastically. Mo Cheng originally thought that it was because he was in a state between life and death.
Now it seems that this is simply a protective measure to prevent the mind from collapsing between life and death.
Mo Cheng looked at the losers calmly. The wanderers had all died in the previous four levels.
Although none of the people at the top of the tower are in perfect condition, perhaps all of them combined may not even make up a single health bar.
It can be regarded as a big fight in the ICU.
But what cannot be denied is that at this moment and here, when both the enemy and we are so close to death, they will only become stronger, stronger, stronger than ever before.
Let’s fight!
There is no need for verbal communication or eye contact. When the will to fight and the intent to kill naturally permeate the whole body, there is only one ending.
Life and death, only one can survive.
The knife has no form, the sword is invisible, the vast universe shatters everything!
Swords and knives came out at the same time, and suddenly endless sword energy erupted from the sky and earth, seemingly wanting to annihilate all living things, and the speed was so fast that people had no time to react.
His body disappeared into the void, and there was no trace of Mo Cheng in the material world anymore, but the sword could still penetrate the void and strike the enemy directly.
In an instant, blood marks broke out all over the enemies' bodies, as if there were countless invisible swords in the void cutting and slicing them.
The swirling swords and knives caused the enemies to explode into a bloody mist, but this was not the end. The blood, killing, and the death that continued to erode the spirit completely aroused Mo Cheng's ferocity.
The third magical skill was only the opening song, and what followed was the massive thunder that fell from the sky, the wrath of the God King, the divine punishment from heaven, and the lightning that exploded like a sword, with each ray of lightning slashing down like a blade.
No one can stop the lightning's blade, and no one can react to it. Usually, only when the raging thunder tears their bodies apart from the inside will they feel the pain and realize that they are dead.
It’s not that no one tried to dodge, but such people died faster. No matter whether they planned to rely on their own speed or escape into other dimensions, they could not avoid the lock of [Sacrifice].
First hurt yourself, then kill the enemy. Driven by the [Blood of the Berserker], every blow Mo Cheng swings burns more than 500 years of vitality. The more it burns, the more violent his power becomes.
The fire of life, the fire of elements, and the fire of purgatory, the triple flames exploded, transforming Mo Cheng's vitality into extremely powerful attack power, burning and tearing the enemy apart.
When the violent power stopped , when the flame burning life gradually went out, and when Mo Cheng emerged from the void, all that was left in front of him was a pile of debris.
It was no longer possible to distinguish whether these fragments were organic or inorganic. These things, which should have been corpses, gradually turned into ashes under the flames of purgatory, leaving no trace.
But Mo Cheng was not feeling well either. When the enemy realized that death was inevitable, he used up his last most fierce and violent strength to kill Mo Cheng.
Completely giving up on one's own survival, a life-threatening blow can increase the power by more than a thousand times.
And how many final blows powered by his own life did he take with his own strength?
Ten strikes? Or twenty strikes?
Mo Cheng did not calculate, because there was no need to calculate at all. In order to kill the enemies, he chose to take their final blow in exchange for their lives. He knew that his own health bar was definitely not enough to withstand such an attack.
However, he still won. Even if he only had one breath left, he was still the winner of the war.
At the same time, Pallas finally completed the invasion of the summoning system, and thousands of golden lights formed a huge door directly in front of him.
Pallas then immediately rushed to Mo Cheng's side, "How are you?"
"I'm fine. I still have a breath left." While calculating how long he could hold on, Mo Cheng asked, "Did the analysis succeed?"
"Successful. As long as we cross that door, we can enter the summoning system, but..."
Pallas frowned, as if she sensed something. "I feel there is a very familiar breath inside, but I can't remember it for a moment. "
"It's okay, I'll go in and see."
There were probably only a few minutes left on his life before he would have to trigger [Jueming Rebirth] to be resurrected. With the idea of not wasting this state, Mo Cheng stood up tremblingly and walked straight towards the golden door.
Pallas did not dissuade her, because she knew that once the man in front of her made a decision, he would not change it easily.
So she just merged a ball of light into Mo Cheng's body, "This is part of my power. It can allow you and me to form a telepathic communication. You may need my help with the things inside."
No one knew what was in the summoning system, and Mo Cheng had no intention of refusing.
"Be careful. If I die in there, I won't be able to survive the pursuit of the other guys."
Mo Cheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile, "Then in order to prevent the goddess of victory from losing her servants, even if the opponent is the underworld, I have to kill my way through hell and come back."
