Chapter 302 Bottled Prisoners (Twenty Six)
I've changed my fashion. Is this? The look looks much more ferocious than before!
Seeing William with murderous intentions in front of him, Fu Qian sighed in his heart.
But complaints are complaints, and I know very well before paying that this is more than just visual effects.
William's current state is indeed much stronger than before.
Just by looking at the thorns wrapping around the body, one can sense the danger.
Facing a powerful enemy, he seemed helpless and acted out, but in fact he secretly accumulated strength. Finally, with the blessing of the goddess, he broke through the shackles in one fell swoop and finally defeated the big devil.
This is a perfect template for the protagonist. Did you get the wrong script?
"This is the thorn of sin."
While sighing, William's increasingly unpleasant voice came, and at the same time, he waved the blood-thorn sword in his hand.
The next moment, dense dark red thorns spread out from the walls, the ground, and all directions, intertwining with each other, forming a spiked cage in an instant.
"Now, you have no chance of escape."
"I will purify your sins in the name of the goddess."
"I'm sorry. I don't have any karma."
Facing William's solemn declaration, Fu Qian patted his chest and quickly pointed out his speech problem.
…
William, holding the sword in both hands, was silent for a few seconds.
Strictly speaking, it's true if you pay in advance.
Although along the way, he behaved like a demon king and used terrifying methods, he really didn't touch the flames of sin at all.
"The existence of people like you is a blasphemy to this world."
As if he realized that he was no match for the quarrel, William uttered a cold word, and then without any nonsense, he struck out with his sword.
At this moment, his whole body was covered with thorns and spikes. He was like a little brother with blade armor. He was really a hooligan in the extreme.
The surrounding area was completely surrounded by thorns of sin, and the detour space before paying was obviously much smaller.
"This is a personal attack."
Fu Qian sighed, and with the help of top-notch body control, he dodged the blow with a strange movement.
After dodging, he didn't sit idle. He turned his right hand into a heavy hammer and punched out.
William's swordsmanship was obviously superb, and he immediately turned his angle and faced his fist.
Stab!
Fists and swords met, and blood burst out.
The heavy hammer that was as hard as an alloy was instantly pierced, and the entire right hand was almost broken under the blow.
This thing is awesome!
Before William continued to exert force, Fu Qian took off his arm in the direction of the thorns and backed away as if nothing had happened.
Not only was the hard bone armor as brittle as tofu in front of it, but after being pricked by these strange thorns, Fu Qian even felt that there was something wrong with the flesh and blood at the wound, and it was no longer as active as before.
Why do you feel like you've encountered something dirty?
Fu Qian dodged subsequent attacks while retracting his hand and observing the wounds on it.
Like a domino, with the punctured wound as the center, radial cuts spread to all sides, and the flesh and blood were rapidly fragmented.
Even the blood flowing out instantly turned into a strange star shape.
It can actually affect me to such an extent. This thing's rank is not low!
Fu Qian frowned, it was the last time he felt like this.
When I first became a tabula rasa demigod, a group of high-ranking beings were vying to transform themselves into their shapes.
And compared to that time, this thing feels even worse.
To be fair, from a visual perspective alone, this circle of dark red and sharp thorns is quite gorgeous.
But the feeling after being hit is really not good.
The so-called dirty sense of holiness is nothing more than that.
"Do you feel it? This is the power of sin!"
After gaining the upper hand, William really spoke again.
"It's useless for you to beg for mercy now, I will bury your arrogance with my own hands."
uh-huh!
He gave a perfunctory response before paying, while keeping his feet on the ground.
However, surrounded by thorns, the detour space was too small, and within the time of these two sentences, there were several more scars on the body.
He didn't pay much attention to this before the fight. Instead, he focused on his opponent without missing a single detail.
This form of power, which is almost at the level of a god, is not quite like what William can control now. It may come from the goddess of sin behind him.
Now it seems that her activation was probably caused by William's series of actions.
The statue that first appeared here may be just a conceptual projection, or even appear only a few days a year.
Although his rank is quite high and he can materialize the sins around him, he has no real sense of autonomy.
Until William passed a special oath ceremony and inadvertently became the first sinner, he also became a tool to collect sins.
And his subsequent actions of collecting sin fire, even more people were purified, and the number of sinners increased, gradually made the goddess of sin begin to "alive".
Until now, she can do many things.
For example, pulling projections to collect sinful fire, such as giving William "thorns of sinful karma".
This is a reasonable inference.
At this moment, Fu Qian had already discovered something abnormal in William's body.
Every time he made a move to move the entangled thorns, scratches as thin as hair seemed to appear on the surface of this silver armor.
It was just a fleeting thing and was quickly repaired, making it difficult to spot without looking carefully.
Sure enough, as the first sinner, William's degree of integration with the thorns of sin is indeed much higher than his own, but it is not without any influence.
Of course, compared to myself, this impact is really minimal.
But it doesn't matter, as long as it has an impact.
After confirming his findings, Fu Qian nodded silently and made up his mind.
For this kind of god-level method, head-on confrontation is undoubtedly a very dangerous behavior...
[San value minus 1]
Before paying, he activated the mythical form without hesitation.
But if there is no head-on confrontation, it may be even more dangerous.
The next moment, the alien arm formed by thousands of tentacles tangled up, blasted straight towards the chest of the silver armor.
Faced with this devastating blow, Sinseeker William not only did not dodge, but stood still and slashed down with the blood-thorn sword.
After the chase just now, it can be said that the opponent is more flexible than expected. In such a small space, he can't even cut so many swords without much effect.
Seeing that they were in a stalemate, the other party actually chose to fight head-on. It was a dream for him, so how could he hide?
And with a slash of the sword, the biochemical demonic arm faced the thorns of sinful karma, instantly explaining what it meant to have flesh and blood flying everywhere.
Facing the needle-sharp thorns, the entangled tentacles tore apart instantly as soon as they came into contact.
Not only that, the wounds made by the thorns are even spreading, extending upward and disintegrating.
The impact of the thorns that finally broke through and fell on the armor only made William take two steps back.
However, before he could stand firm, the wind roared in front of him again.
A figure broke through the bloody rain and hit his chest hard.
This chapter has been completed!