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Chapter 107
Chapter 107 Decisive Battle
I don't know when, Lu Yingjiu was already wearing a black champion uniform.
He's been here before.
He was forcibly dragged into the wedding hall by those little ghosts, and he wanted to worship the fake bridegroom. At that time, he knew intuitively that something was wrong, so he insisted abruptly and did not bow down.
——If he really did worship, his marriage contract with Jingxian would be void, and Heavenly Dao could easily take him away.
After coming here after a long time, Lu Yingjiu had many emotions in his heart.
In the middle of the wedding hall, the fake groom was still standing there, wearing the same uniform as him. This time, its face was no longer covered with thick fog that could not be dissolved, and Lu Yingjiu could see its face clearly.
It was the golden figure.
It has no room to escape.
Liquid-like golden light flows on its face, gradually transforming into facial features.
Eyes, nose bridge, lips...
Its appearance became clear.
He looks exactly the same as Lu Yingjiu.
Lu Yingjiu walked over slowly: "Why do you want to be like me?"
The figure does not speak.
"It's really disgusting." Lu Yingjiu leaned over the blade, a touch of bright silver blooming in the red color of the house.
The human figure retreated silently, and the guests wearing ghost masks all stepped forward and stopped it behind.
Immediately afterwards, the guest's posture was distorted, and the bones exploded! They grow taller and stronger, with more, eye-covered limbs sticking out and waving in the air. Those eyes rolled, staring at Lu Yingjiu all the time.
Greedy, urgent and fanatical.
They were servants that Lu Yingjiu had never seen before, with strange lines, all of them existed for the purpose of killing.
hair balls exploded.
Its shape kept changing, and it turned into the giant wolf on the bridge that day, with slender limbs and a long and narrow snout, staring at them viciously.
After a certain moment, the two sides moved.
The attendants rushed in like a tide, and Shenwu made a sharp wind breaking sound.
Lu Yingjiu flexibly shuttled between their bodies, raising the knife in his hand.
He soon realized the clue: the squires didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill him. They place more emphasis on "entanglement" than the previous aggressive tactics.
They are deliberately stalling for time.
Lu Yingjiu didn't have a long time to invite God, coupled with the wheel battle, the physical and energy consumption was huge, and the state declined. As long as they procrastinated, he was sure to die.
They all know this, how could Lu Yingjiu not know?
He knew his weaknesses very well, and said in his heart, Tiandao is indeed arrogant.
This deliberate procrastination is only counterproductive. If the attendant really did his best, he could have driven him into a desperate situation, but the slowness of Wen Tun now gave him a chance instead.
His feet slammed violently, blood dripping from the knife.
During the battle, the paper lantern was cut off in the middle, and the flames flew. A few of the Eight Immortals Table were chopped into pieces by the attendants, and the rest were kicked out by Lu Yingjiu, smashing them to pieces on the enemy. The word "囍" in the house also fell, and he was immersed in black blood, side by side with the paper figurines representing his parents.
A house full of mess.
Lu Yingjiu split open the masks of ghosts one after another, and saw the ugly faces underneath. The black beast flew and gnawed again and again, the bones in its mouth were as fragile as pieces of paper, and they rotted into powder with a light bite.
The servants died a great deal.
But Lu Yingjiu consumed too much physical strength.
not to mention……
His heart was beating heavily, and a murky sound came from his lungs.
Please god side effects are coming.
The silver light in the eyes flickered, the nails gradually became as sharp as ghosts, ghost horns grew on the forehead, and the strange impulse roared in the blood.
time is limited. His degree of ghosting is getting worse, and if he delays for a while, I am afraid he will completely lose his mind.
The servants realized his abnormality and burst into a sharp laugh!
Their robes turned violently, a vortex surrounded Lu Yingjiu, swords, lights, swords and shadows descended. Between the friction of the weapons, a burst of fire scurried.
And Lu Yingjiu stepped on the giant axe coming towards him, and leaped up lightly, another large black blood bloomed.
In the end, everyone was red-eyed.
Lu Yingjiu's breathing was heavy, his heartbeat was like a war drum, and the ghost transformation was taking away his sanity, but he persisted with amazing perseverance.
The champion suit was soaked with blood, and the fight seemed to be endless. But his eyes were still bright, and the turbulent emotions were like the wind in the mountains and plains, blowing through his heart, waking up the boiling fighting intent - they rose from the ground, like vigorous and powerful towering bamboo forests.
He knew he had to win the battle.
Not just for myself.
Also for everyone.
"Clang!"
The short knife in his hand was picked up!
The attendant laughed wickedly, but Lu Yingjiu did not flinch, but took the initiative to take a half step forward and stretched out his hand!
The ghostly sharp nails penetrated deeply into the opponent's throat, and the blood flowed like a stream when they were pulled out.
The attendant staggered and fell.
Lu Yingjiu panted and looked around.
The corpses piled up into hills, and there was not a single servant standing.
He wiped the blood from his face with the back of his hand, his eyes were frighteningly bright, and he turned his head to the corner.
The golden human figure shrank there, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was saying something.
Lu Yingjiu pulled out his short knife from the wall and walked over slowly: "Finally, it's only you, right?"
"..." The doll was still speaking silently.
Lu Yingjiu was stunned for half a second, and then he understood: it was actually chanting runes!
No squire had ever used runes, and he naturally assumed they would not. An unpleasant feeling came to his heart, and he almost flew over——
His move proved very timely.
The golden human figure was pulled by an invisible force and sank into the wall behind it. Half a second before it disappeared, Lu Yingjiu's fingertips reached it and grabbed onto its sleeve robe!
The two fell into the wall together.
"Ow!" The black beast roared impatiently, trying to follow.
It slashed the wall with its sharp claws, but no matter what, it turned its head firmly after that.
Lu Yingjiu was gone.
...
water?
Or blood?
Some kind of viscous liquid enveloped Lu Yingjiu's body, and even if he tried to open his eyes, he couldn't see anything clearly. The liquid was flowing quickly, and he grabbed the sleeve robe with all his might, tossing in the waves together with the golden human figure.
He could still breathe, but the feeling of breathing was extremely stagnant, as if he had inhaled thick air.
Just like this, don't know how long, Lu Yingjiu finally seized the opportunity and squeezed a trick with his left hand.
Firelight ignited at the fingertips, illuminating the tide.
He saw that the waves were full of human faces!
Densely packed faces and bodies are flowing around them. The faces are all eyes closed, and the faces are peaceful.
This is the soul.
This is the soul of millions of people surging.
Another huge wave came, and the golden human figure turned back suddenly.
Lu Yingjiu only felt that his right hand was cold.
Something sharp was chopped off, causing the flesh of his forearm to burst open, the wound was deep and bone was visible, and his right hand suddenly lost strength. The humanoid took this opportunity to dive into the soul like a fish.
——It is like a duck in water in this environment, and it travels freely.
The golden light around it revealed its location.
The golden light was extremely dim, and it was impossible to see it a little further away. Lu Yingjiu ignored the wound and chased after her body as soon as she twisted!
Hair Balls didn't keep up. He couldn't ask God, and he was fighting the waves with his physical strength.
The human figure seemed to be certain that he did not dare to go deep, and swam to the depths on his own.
But Lu Yingjiu was relentless in pursuit.
Every time he felt fatigued, he would stick a talisman on his body, forcibly press down the pain, and squeeze out the last bit of strength.
Ten meters, eight meters, six meters...
He got closer and closer to the figure.
Three meters, two meters, one meter...
The golden light is in sight.
half a meter.
Another undercurrent came, and Lu Yingjiu suddenly exerted force and grabbed the corner of its clothes again with his left hand!
The two were upside down in the waves.
The humanoid's mouth opens and closes.
[You shouldn't have followed] It said.
【If you go on like this, you will not be able to go back】
"As long as I can kill you." Lu Yingjiu also answered silently, and he pulled himself closer with a sudden tug.
The human figure turned around, wanting to do the same thing and abolished his left hand.
However, Lu Yingjiu was already prepared: he could see clearly this time, and the human figure also had a short knife in his hand. Between the light and flint, his injured right hand trembled with the knife, and instinctively swung it out——
After the silent collision, the blades of both of them were released and disappeared into the soul wave.
Just a little bit, Lu Yingjiu will be able to face the golden human figure face to face.
Indeed, as the humanoid said, they kept falling to the deepest part of the wave.
The surrounding faces became denser and denser, and the waves became more and more turbulent.
When they finally faced each other, they sank to nowhere.
With no weapons, Lu Yingjiu grabbed the human figure's neck with his bare hands.
Almost human flesh and bones rattled under his hands, and he could feel the surging of his blood.
[Why] The humanoid is struggling, [We are one, you should return to my arms]
[If you are willing to die, wouldn't it be the same to die in my hands, why should you let so many people go one after another to save you? ! 】
"We are different." Lu Yingjiu said softly, "If you can ask this, it is the biggest difference between us."
His subordinates suddenly exerted force and snapped the neck!
The figure lost its light.
The golden light disappeared, and it lowered its head limply. As soon as Lu Yingjiu let go, it was like foam, dissipating in the waves.
It's dead.
At the same time, the flame of the talisman also went out.
He didn't have any more talismans to light up, nor did he have the conditions to draw new talismans on the spot.
It was dark all around.
Lu Yingjiu swam towards the water surface intuitively.
Yet they sank so deeply that the ascent seemed endless.
He wasn't even sure if he was heading in the right direction, just swimming by instinct. Sometimes he managed to advance dozens of meters, and a dark tide came and pushed him back to where he was.
The world is so dark.
It was so dark that there was no hope.
He is the only living one among the trillions of souls, so alone as a sinking island.
He didn't intend to die here.
He still wanted to see Jingxian again—he had promised this, but he couldn't go back on his promise.
Supported by this idea, Lu Yingjiu kept going up.
I don't know how long after that, the tide is not so fast, which is a good sign, which means that he is approaching the water.
A little bit more...
Just a little bit before he can break free!
However, his body did not obey his orders, and he was overwhelmed by excessive blood loss and a lot of physical exertion.
At this most critical moment, when he was only one step away from success, no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't rise even an inch.
As soon as the strength was loosened, a strong sense of drowsiness swept in.
Lu Yingjiu had no strength, and leaned back——
He thought he was about to fall into the abyss.
But he didn't.
A hand gently rested on his back, giving him strength.
Then more hands touched, two, three, four...
Lu Yingjiu looked sideways. In the darkness, he only saw countless faces passing by, all of them were strange souls.
Just like the old man.
The Unknowns gathered around him.
Lu Yingjiu never knew their names, but at this moment, their countless hands held him up, supported him, pushed him forcefully to the surface of the water, and gave him the strength and courage to float.
[Don't give up] they said.
【Stranger, go home】
At this moment, Lu Yingjiu burst into tears.
With this wordless help, the water got closer and closer, and with the last of his strength, he stretched out his hand upwards—
A hand held him tightly.
It was a steady and powerful hand that shook him countless times.
Lu Yingjiu was dragged out of the frenzy and fell into Jingxian's arms.
The author has something to say: come on~
Jing Xian: Fast forward to artificial respiration!!!