Full Strength

Author: Shifangwenchao

Full Strength

The attack that could still cause damage was now completely useless. Liu Wu easily shattered the giant sword, broke Count Dracula's hands, and trampled off his legs.

All the undead have been crushed, and if the thunder is released, Count Dracula will definitely die.

But Liu Wu didn't take action immediately, he just looked at the vampire in front of him, seeming to be thinking about something.

"What's wrong? Human..." Scarlet creeping shadows emerged from the wounds on the body of the Inanimate King, as if there was some unspeakable monster hidden under this body, "Hurry up, let's take it away.

The final result, let me usher in the end and enjoy the victory you won!"

The blood-red eyes that stared at Liu Wu were filled with only pleasure and frenzy, as if he was not the one who was about to die.

"You seem to know a lot of things." Looking at those pure eyes that pursued self-destruction, Liu Wu suddenly asked, "Can you tell me before you die? I'm more curious about what you know."

"No, I don't know anything. I am just a clown played by the gods and fate. I just feel that everything has an unparalleled sense of déjà vu, and that everything is just an endless cycle." Count Dracula went crazy.

He laughed heartily, "I know what you want to ask, so I will tell you the only thing I know - it is infinity and eternity, it is the dragon that swallowed its own wings in order to become myself."

"Is that so?" It was clearly the expression of the Riddler, but Liu Wu seemed to understand something. He nodded and no longer hesitated. Thunder and lightning wrapped around the body of the Inanimate King bit by bit.

Crush him completely, and in the end not even the slightest residue will be seen again.

So, let's go and see what's going on over there.

The invisible field retracted the long stick that had turned into its original black color due to the goddess's divine power, and Liu Wu flew towards the Scarlet Heart City.

The entire city has been dyed red with blood, and the dead bones have piled up into a mountain, completely submerging the entire city. Around the tower filled with energy, the remaining two hundred people of the Nine-Headed Demonic Dragon Army stood back to back.

Together, we have completely lost our strength.

But after this life-and-death battle that seems to have no end in sight, the weakest people who survive have the power to push the current through the series, and the strongest man with an inflated mind and body even has 10,000 to 2 horses.

The power of the magnetic field rotation series between ten thousand horses.

This is not only because the battle of life and death stimulates their potential, but also because Liu Wu's crazy surge in power drives their growth.

"Go and liberate the rest of the people, then guard all the energy towers and wait for my return - time is running out."

Countless black seeds flew from his hands, leaving each remaining person with at least a thousand spirit seeds in their hands, and Liu Wu rushed directly towards the forest shrouded in golden light.

The goddess' power used to neutralize the curse of the tower is no longer available, and it's time to replenish it.

If it is true that the world has fallen into a strange infinite reincarnation, then enough strength is needed to break through it all.

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Infinite artillery fire poured down, covering a radius of hundreds of kilometers within the attack range.

Each strike was no less than a nuclear bomb dropped on a certain island, and the attack frequency was even more frantic, reaching a thousand times per second.

Everything in front of him was equally submerged in the gunfire, but the undead king who broke through many obstacles did not feel the slightest happiness, and even the eternal fire of the soul dimmed.

"Why, why did you betray me? It's obvious that we have come to a new world. It is obvious that we can continue our civilization with great difficulty."

Withdrawing his consciousness from his best friend, his first and best work, the undead king remained silent, unable to understand the choice made by Count Dracula.

The Empire of the Undead transformed the planet on the verge of destruction into a huge space-time ark, sailed on the chaotic sea of ​​space and time in the galaxy, and then... collided with other worlds, cannibalized, devoured, digested everything, and then continued to travel.

, in order to continue indefinitely, in order to hope for the day when it is possible to transcend.

This itself is an established strategy.

Everyone has anticipated everything that will happen on this road, and without any morals or bottom line, they have chosen this road that represents infinite destruction.

Maybe one day we will get tired of it and be destroyed by powerful enemies, but it shouldn't be such a huge change in the first world.

And how wonderful this world is.

It is completely different from most closed worlds. This world invites others to enter, and even actively devours those fragments. The ones occupying the land are some moderately strong enemies.

It can be said that being able to find such a suitable world in the first random selection has already hit the jackpot for the Undead Empire, which can only rush forward.

Destroy all resistance in this world, then accumulate strength, explore the coordinates of other worlds, and finally continue to evolve, a path that has already taken the first step.

Therefore, the Lord of the Undead does not believe that Count Dracula has lived enough before he chooses to enter complete destruction, nor does he think that he cannot stand the condemnation of morality and conscience.

After all, the struggle between the two worlds is life or death. Count Dracula should understand this, and his power is also very strange, far beyond his expectations, and he has even reached his current state.

Although it is his best and most outstanding work, Dracula should not have this level of power.

Billions of undead.

All the predecessors of the Empire of the Undead combined could not devour so many creatures, and after coming to this world, Count Dracula had never had a meal at all.

If it weren't for his own will that could still come across distances and completely dominate Count Dracula's body, the Undead Lord would have thought that Count Dracula had suddenly been replaced by someone else.

But now it's too late to say anything. Not only did Count Dracula die because he sought his own death, he even gave his power to that strange human being, which put the empire of the undead at an absolute strategic disadvantage.

Then, we can only make a quick decision, destroy this boring empire of joy, gain enough power, and then turn around and kill the little guy who received the gift.

The undead king took a deep breath, and the boundless and deep darkness swept over, dyeing everything in sight into pure black, and countless deaths descended on the earth.
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