Chapter 973: Since when did you start to have the illusion that "you are the only one with the weird mechanism"?
Chidi Qianli 's face looked very ugly. The first reason was that he didn't expect Mo Cheng to be able to do this. The second reason was that Mo Cheng pressed his hand on his face, causing one side of his face to be pale, while the other side was loose and rotten like rotten meat.
He looks like a two-faced person. It would be strange if he could have a good-looking complexion.
The speed of [Life Absorption] is obviously much faster than Chidi Qianli's absorption of the essence of flesh and blood. Even the speed at which Chidi Qianli absorbs with both hands is not as fast as Mo Cheng's with one hand.
Of course, the skill [Life Absorption] does not depend on the contact area. Even if Mo Cheng puts his whole body on it, the absorption speed is fixed within a certain range.
Although he had the upper hand, Mo Cheng's face still looked unhappy.
Things like the Demonic Suckling Music have a real feeling, devouring the essence of other people's flesh and blood. For Mo Cheng, this feeling is mostly taste.
At this moment, he was devouring the essence of flesh and blood from a thousand miles of red land. It felt like he was eating a rotten thing mixed with mud that had not been fully fermented. His stomach had already begun to twitch, even though the essence of flesh and blood had not actually passed through his stomach.
If the Titan whose flesh and blood he had stripped tasted like a large piece of tough roast meat, then the thing in front of him was a can of herring, or even a smellier dark dish.
"Hey." Mo Cheng suddenly said, "Have you ever worked on a problem where a reservoir is draining water and storing water at the same time?"
Without waiting for Chidi Qianli's answer, Mo Cheng spoke to himself, "To be honest, I personally hate that kind of questions. Until now, I am somewhat grateful to them."
Because the topic that was once criticized as unrealistic is extremely suitable for Mo Cheng's current situation.
"Guess who of us will be sucked dry first?"
There is no need to calculate at all. The suction power of Chidi Qianli's two hands combined is not strong enough to reach the same level of suction power as Mo Cheng. In order to reach the same level of suction as Mo Cheng, he must at least stick his whole body to him.
Both of them knew very well that if this situation continued, it would definitely not be Mo Cheng who would become a mummy.
"So what?" Faced with the dilemma, Chidi Qianli showed no sign of panic. "You and I are in such a stalemate, it will take at least several hours to decide the winner."
As he spoke, Chidi Qianli smiled, his pale and decayed face was very creepy, "In these few hours, do you think it will be me [Black Fierce Army] who will take down [Yue Ting] first, or will my brothers come first?"
Mo Cheng did not say anything. Although the efficiency of [Life Absorption] was stronger than Chi Di Qian Li's method, the opponent's nine-layer defense greatly hindered the efficiency of [Life Absorption].
Just as the other party said, it would take several hours for the two of them playing the game of Heavenly Demon Suckling Music to determine the winner.
If other [Ten Direction Demon Bandits] enter the field before the winner is decided, it will be a huge disadvantage for Mo Cheng.
It's not impossible to fight one against many, but Mo Cheng guessed that each of these guys had strange mechanisms. Before he figured out the working principles of their [Magical Powers], it would not be difficult to defeat the [Ten Directions Demon Bandits].
The hard part is how to kill them.
The enemy that cannot be killed is like a toad lying on the back of your feet.
Chidi Qianli saw Mo Cheng's concerns and said, "You are afraid."
Like a hunter who has found the weakness of his prey, Chidi Qianli used words to irritate Mo Cheng's nerves crazily, "You are afraid. You are afraid that [Yueting] will collapse first, that my brothers will come to support you first, and that you will lose!"
"Have you said enough?"
The voice was flat and without ups and downs, but Chidi Qianli seemed to have discovered a bigger weakness. "You are beginning to waver. The safety of someone in the [Moon Pavilion] has made you waver. Let me guess who it is. Is it Yue Yao, the head of Runxia? Or Ling Ying, the head of the Moon District? Or Shen Xueqi, who has the fate of loneliness and disaster?"
"Those ladies are indeed charming beauties, and it's normal for you to be so at your age. After the city is captured, I will kill them in front of you and let you cry while holding their bodies. How about that?"
"Or..."
Vicious words came from his ears, as if to completely break Mo Cheng's psychological defenses, "Don't put down your sword for ten days after breaking the city, let them be..."
"The purity is too low."
Mo Cheng responded to Chidi Qianli's provocation with an expressionless face, but it was obvious that this was not what Chidi Qianli wanted. Just when he was about to use more intense words to provoke Mo Cheng.
Suddenly, a breath from the deep sea enveloped Mo Cheng's entire body and shook away the red land for thousands of miles.
Seeing that Mo Cheng's injuries were healed in an instant, Chidi Qianli wanted to retreat to delay time, but as soon as he had this thought, he found that he could not control his body.
No, it wasn't that he couldn't control it, but his body was rebelling against his brain.
This already dead body not only resisted the brain's commands, it was even trembling.
Just like when he was alive, his body continuously secreted hormones, spontaneously producing an emotion of "fear".
But why is this happening?
Doubts arose in my mind, but were soon resolved.
Because you can see the barren land for thousands of miles.
He saw the boundless sea of blood, the sinful lotus platform, and also the figure sitting on the lotus platform with eyes closed.
The figure was hazy and not clear enough, but the eerie blood-red spot between the eyebrows was particularly deep.
"You thought I couldn't break your damage reduction mechanism, didn't you?"
At this time, Chidi Qianli did not react at all. When he saw the influence behind Mo Cheng, three layers of his nine-layer protective magic were destroyed directly.
As the words came out, boundless pressure seemed to surge out of his body, pressing towards him from all directions, wanting to crush him, wanting to destroy him.
When the voice came, three more of the nine layers of defense were broken, and the remaining three layers were almost shattered and on the verge of collapse.
What is that?
What is that?
This question tried hard to appear in Chidi Qianli's long-dead brain, but at this moment Chidi Qianli could no longer think of anything. The pressure brought by some extremely terrifying thing was destroying him from the inside out.
Total destruction, utter devastation.
That was a death that was deeper than his own existence, a power that could destroy even the concept of "destruction".
Wherever the fist passes, matter is empty, energy is empty, space is empty, time is empty, all four elements are empty.
With the endless blood covering his eyes, a fist blasted him through completely. His zombie body and [Vajra Indestructible] magical power were all unable to resist, and he let that fist pierce through him!
There was no resistance at all, and no residue left. The thousands of miles of red land pierced by this punch turned into countless flying ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth, without any trace remaining.
"Since when did you start to have the illusion that you are the only one with the mechanics?"
He suddenly retracted his fist and looked at the flying ash that was dispersing in the sky. "The damage reduction mechanism is just a problem, not something that can't be solved."
