Norm growled angrily, he was being played, and he was in Bolog's rhythm from beginning to end. He tried to break out of the predicament, but he didn't know how to do it.

This place was obviously his home ground, but under Bologo's demolition-like offensive, it became Bologo's territory.

A whistling sound sounded from behind his head. Nomu lowered his head and leaned down, grabbing the chains scattered on the ground. This was originally used to restrain the demons. Now it was held in his hand and he swung it in the direction of the sound behind him.

Under the release of the "secret energy", Norm's strength and speed increased a lot, and the chain was like an iron whip in his hand, making a clear and shocking sound.

Blood splashed down, and what struck was not a sword, but a demon thrown by Boluogo.

The unlucky ghost was beaten to a bloody pulp by the chains, followed by a sharp low roar, and several flying knives passed by the demon's side and hit Norm's body.

The wounds varied in depth. Under the reinforcement of "Secret Energy", they were just superficial wounds. Nomu tried hard to calm down his anger. He needed to stay calm. He still had a chance of winning. As long as he hit Bologo, even once...

He took off the throwing knife from his body, which was stained with his blood.

Suddenly Norm woke up from the rage of the battle. He remembered something important, something far more important than the battle in his eyes.

Searching with his eyes, he found the suitcase, which was shaken to the demon's body under Bolog's shaking of the ground.

Norm immediately swung the chain up and tried to hook the suitcase over, but several more flying knives passed by and knocked the chain off.

Without pausing, he stood up and ran towards the suitcase. At this moment, a hook shot out of the darkness, accurately hit the suitcase, and was quickly recovered.

Looking in the direction where the suitcase was recovered, Boluogo was standing in the darkness, holding a grappling gun in one hand and the suitcase in the other.

"This thing looks important."

He said, still wearing the devil's face, and behind the cracked eye sockets, green will-o'-the-wisps flickered.

"You'll know when you open it."

Norm remained calm, not knowing what he was planning in his heart.

"oh?"

Bologg seemed to be interested. He let go of the hook gun and let it fall to the ground. But just when he was about to open the suitcase, Bologg stopped and looked at Nuo with a mocking look.

Mu.

"They should all be philosopher's stones. They're not interesting."

He said, throwing away the suitcase together, and holding the folding knife and vibrating hammer in his hands again.

The two faced each other, just like knights dueling in ancient times, riding horses and holding lances high.

Norm held the chain and the flying knife tightly, which were stained with his blood. The blood was like some kind of strong acid, stirring on the surface of the metal, but all of it was obscured by the diffuse dust, and Boluogo could not see clearly.

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Boluogo lowered his hands with a leisurely look, as if he knew the outcome of the battle from the beginning, and now everything is just enjoying the struggle of the villain before his death.

One second, two seconds...

At a certain moment when they could no longer bear the restlessness, the two men took action, galloping on their horses and thrusting their lances.

Bologo strode straight towards Nomu from the front without any plot or trick. Nomu waved his throwing knife and chains and tried his best to stop Bologo.

The chain turned into a dancing silver snake, lashing the ground and walls. The corpses in its path were whipped into bloody mist and minced meat, but no matter what, it could not touch Boluogo's figure. He was among them like a real ghost.

Walking through.

Swinging the folding knife, it rubbed against the chain, bursting out dazzling sparks, like riding a meteor.

But in the wild dance of the silver snake, the deadly flying knives advanced silently. Bologo noticed the existence of these flying knives, but just like Nomu, Bologo didn't pay much attention to the flying knives.

He possesses the "gift", the terrible "resurrection from the dead".

This powerful healing power is enough for Bologo to deal with most non-fatal injuries, and there are also dead demon corpses and cyan soul fragments scattered here, providing Bologg with a steady stream of strength.

Bologg dodged most of the flying knives, but just as he was approaching Nomu, a flying knife finally passed by silently, and it cut Bologg's index finger.

It could be clearly observed that something began to spread along the wound, and the fine blood vessels turned from bright red to pitch black, and then all consciousness was lost.

Like instinct, Bologg turned around and moved away, giving up the attack on Nome. At the same time, he cut off the index finger that was starting to turn black with a folding knife, and quickly dodged, and the bloody silver snake came entangled, until Bologg

Back into darkness again.

The confrontation ended like this, with Bologg and Norm maintaining a safe distance, which was exactly the farthest distance the chain could extend.

He stuck the folding knife on the ground, raised his hand, and looked at the location of the severed finger. The blood was bright red and not contaminated.

"Is this your 'secret power'?"

After several battles, Bologo finally tried Nomu's trump card and whispered.

"Blood and poison..."

Seeing this, Norm admitted frankly. He took back the chain, inserted the short knife back into his waist, and touched the chain with his blood-filled palms, letting his blood evenly soak every corner of the chain.

"According to legend, dragon blood can make people powerful, but it also contains poison."

Norm said easily, the "Alchemy Matrix" on his body also burst out with light, and then the blood smeared on it seemed to be boiling, and fine bubbles emerged and burst on it.

Secret Energy·Dragon Blood.

This is Nomu's "secret power". The blood in his body will be converted into the highly poisonous "dragon blood", and strengthening physical fitness is only a part of the power of "dragon blood".

The chain seemed to have been quenched with poison. Boluogo had a deep understanding of the deadly poison. Just the moment it was cut, his index finger already showed the intention of death.

"So...that's it?"

Boluogo asked slightly disappointed.

He freed up his left hand and held the folding knife in his mouth, like a wolf holding a sharp blade.

The right hand dropped, grasped the vibrating hammer, and arched the whole body.

Boluogo could see those cyan debris wrapping around him. As they integrated into his body, Boluogo's strength also increased step by step.

The soul determines the body.

As the soul fragments fill up, it is like being able to temporarily strengthen yourself, increasing your strength.

Breaking out of the shadow.

Nomu only saw a flash of blue coming towards him. He struggled to swing up the chain, and the poisonous silver snake bit Boluogo. As long as the whip hit Boluogo, the poison would sweep through Boluogo's body along the wound.

, as long as he hits one blow, Norm can win.

The silver snake drew a curved trajectory and bit Bologo from one side. However, his speed increased suddenly and the entangled silver snake bit a piece of air. It turned around and pounced on Bologg again, entangled heavily.

The clattering chains surrounded Boluogo. He had no room to dodge, and there was no need to do so. Boluogo stretched out his left hand to clamp the chain, and then tightened it, strangling the dancing silver snake.

Hit!

Nomu's eyes flashed with joy. Bologo was a mortal after all. The whipping and friction of the chains could easily break the skin, and the poison poured into his palms in an instant.

Within a few seconds, Boluogo couldn't feel the existence of his left hand, as if it had turned into a heavy lead mass, which was actually the case. The blood on his palm disappeared and turned into a strange gray-black color, but it was still there.

Grab the chain and render the poisonous silver snake useless.

Nomu's only long-distance attack method was limited. He knew this, but he also knew that the poison would soon spread along Boluogo's palms to his arms and even his whole body.

"Dragon's blood" can paralyze nerves, which is why Nomu has the ability to restrain those demons. They were paralyzed by "dragon's blood" and turned into lambs to be slaughtered. Soon Bologo became one of them.

The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart was heard.

Noam's eyes were dull, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

At the expense of his left hand, Boluogo limited the movement of the chain. This caused the poison to affect only his left hand. When he advanced in front of Nomu, he clenched his folding knife and chopped off the dark left hand.

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The palm of his hand broke, and the chains were freed again. Bologo used this to stop the spread of the poison. At the same time, he jumped high, swung the hammer, and the dark shadow enveloped Nomu.

Simply, decisively, without the slightest hesitation, as if what Bologo cut off was not his own hand, but just some kind of burden that hindered him from killing the enemy.

In the blazing blue eyes, there is only a dead silence like winter.

"It's time to read the verdict! Norm!"

Boluogo declared loudly.

Nomu roared and drew out his dagger, swung the chain, and made a final counterattack, but he knew in his heart that he lost. Boluogo was too close, and the hammer that shook the world had already been raised high.

The sound of wrath echoed through the darkness.

"Those who are punished shall be punished! Those who deserve to be punished shall be punished!"

Like divine punishment, the gavel settled by the presiding judge when he convicts.

Breaking chains, shattering daggers, grinding flesh into pulp, and tearing bones into countless pieces.
Chapter completed!