Xu Le's injuries were being repaired, and the tall and thin man had a slightly strange expression.

"Huh? Your ability is really special."

This voice?

Xu Le looked at the person in pain. Without the shadow, he finally saw the other person's appearance.

Actually...it's actually Xiong Zemo!

He does have Xiong Zemo's face, and he has Xiong Zemo's voice.

But his figure, fighting style and skills are completely different from the previous Xiong Zemo.

"What on earth are you..."

Xiong Zemo ignored Xu Le and stretched out his long arm. The length of this arm... Xu Le also felt that it was a bit unreasonable.

The height of 2.1 meters is very high, but even so, the length of his arms...isn't it going to be around 1.5 meters, right?

Xiong Zemo grabbed Xu Le's head with one hand, and held the golden knife with the other hand, stabbing Xu Le repeatedly.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Xu Le was in pain, but now that he had exhausted all his trump cards and the elementalization was ineffective, he couldn't resist at all.

He could only watch as Xiong Zemo pierced his body with one knife after another.

"Your life-saving ability is really amazing, you are elemental, and you have the ability to replace damage.

Xu Le, I didn’t think highly of you before. It’s such a pity that a talented person like you dies.”

Poof!

After saying that, Xiong Zemo stabbed Xu Le's abdomen with another knife.

This time, the Guyinduo blue light did not light up.

Xu Le understood that this was because the scarecrow of fate was dead.

Although the second Scarecrow of Fate has been strengthened by Xu Le, even if it is strengthened, it cannot withstand so many attacks.

Once the straw man died, Xu Le completely lost his protective effect.

This time he was really bleeding, and he was bleeding very quickly.

His stomach was punctured by Xiong Zemo.

"Uh!~"

Seeing Xu Le moaning in pain, Xiong Zemo smiled slightly:

"Has your protective effect finally ended? It's such a powerful ability. As expected, every warlock cannot be underestimated."

"Yes, every warlock cannot be underestimated, except Gu Beichen."

Clang!

As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow of a knife flashed past, and Xu Le's palm was instantly cut off by Xiong Zemo.

Xiong Zemo pinched one of the broken fingers.

The finger with the sun ring.

After taking off the ring and putting it on his finger, Xiong Zemo looked at Xu Le.

"Okay, it's time to end."

Poof!

The ruthless sword shadow instantly cut off Xu Le's head.

In order to confirm Xu Le's death, Xiong Zemo's long knife swept the ground a few times casually.

Literally cut Xu Le into pieces.

After doing all this, Xiong Zemo came to Gu Jianuo again and chopped Gu Jianuo into pieces with the same knife.

Then came Wang Shu.

Clang!

Wang Shu's head flew out, and the blood almost stained the ground red.

Finally, he walked towards Gu Beichen, who had a frozen expression and his body was frozen. With a gentle knock, the frozen Gu Beichen immediately shattered into slag and scattered on the ground.

Xiong Zemo did the last-ditch work ruthlessly and indifferently.

The stakes were high and he had to make sure everyone was dead.

After killing everyone, he glanced at the battlefield again, finally put away the knife and left.

…

At the same time, on the roof of a high-rise guard building in the upper city.

A man in a wheelchair smiled slightly. When a level 4 zombie dragon rushed towards him, the black sword behind him instantly exploded the zombie dragon into pieces.

Luo Juya came to the man's side and asked softly:

"Old Bear, are you laughing?"

"Yeah, I dealt with some regrettable people and got something that surprised me. It's really something to be happy about."

"Is the matter... solved?"

"It's solved, but one puppet was killed. Those young people are still quite powerful, especially that Xu Le."

This man in a wheelchair, known as Lao Xiong, is the real high-level puppet warlock Xiong Zemo.

His body was so weak that it felt like a gust of wind could blow him down.

But no one can deny his power. Except for Luo Juya, no one knows what Xiong Zemo really looks like and what he is like.

"What Xu Le said is indeed a pity!"

"Yeah, I feel very sad too."

Xiong Zemo nodded, and soon, a puppet with extremely long arms and a golden knife came to the top of the building.

It knelt in front of Xiong Zemo and handed the ring to Xiong Zemo.

Xiong Zemo took the ring, but did not put it on his hand. Instead, he turned around and handed it to Luo Juya.

"Ju Ya, it seems we haven't held a wedding yet?"

"Those things are not important to us anymore."

"How could it not be important? I told you, everything will be fine."

Luo Juya nodded obediently and rested her head on Xiong Zemo's lap.

…

A few hours later.

On the previous battlefield, Wang Shu's "corpse" squirmed.

The blood on the ground was connected by golden branches. He raised his palm and twisted his neck that had been cut off before.

Suddenly he opened his eyes.

The eyes gave off a slightly dull golden light.

Wang Shu stood up slowly and came to the broken-down Gu Beichen. Wang Shu was silent for a few seconds.

Then he turned around and walked to Xu Le's side.

Looking at Xu Le, who had almost been cut into pieces, Wang Shu took a deep breath.

He didn't say or do anything.

He just picked up the broken knife that was broken by Xiong Zemo before and left here.

After Wang Shu left, a strange bird holding an iron sword appeared at the other end of the battlefield, and Gan slowly emerged from the shadows.

Looking at the wreckage on the ground, he sighed slightly.

"In the end...is this the result?"

Just as Gan was whispering, the ice shards on the ground started to roll.

These broken ice cubes did not melt, but gradually gathered together and transformed back into a human form.

"This time, I almost really died..."

"Gu Beichen? You're not dead?"

Gu Beichen looked at Gan slightly surprised:

"Mr. Gan, why didn't you come this time?"

Gan did not answer Gu Beichen's question and asked instead:

"Where are they? Where is Xu Le?"
To be continued...