The collapsed core on He Wu's arm was running wildly. Even though the Herrscher of Death had left the scene, the [Light of Purification] still did not stop, as if it wanted to clean up everything around it.
Finally, the black mist of death completely dissipated, and under the black mist, there was a thick layer of black dust. That was the dead soldiers who were beaten to soot because of the [Light of Purification]. The place where He Wu was was much cleaner, after all, he was
All the surrounding creatures were directly vaporized due to the [Purifying Light]...
Finally, the golden inscription on He Wu's forehead stopped running, and there was a faint black line between his eyebrows. The Honkai Core on his arm stopped running, and this Honkai Core had been damaged due to the long time and height.
It was so hot that even the strong body and the skin next to the collapsed core became hot and red.
The golden light above He Wu's eyes has dissipated, revealing the upright pupils. The evil intention in the pupils will not disappear for a long time. If an ordinary person looks directly into He Wu's eyes, he will definitely be affected by this evil intention.
I was immediately scared to death.
In mild cases, they become mentally ill, and in severe cases, they see God on the spot.
He Wu fell from mid-air. This man looked extremely pale, except for the black texture between his eyebrows, which looked very strange, or a little scary.
...
After a long time, He Wu got up from the ground.
Looking at the surrounding environment, He Wu was a little confused.
"What happened just now?" The sun was setting, and He Wu's shadow was stretched very long. In this scene, a person was sitting on a barren ground, looking particularly lonely.
He Wu didn't care whether the ground was clean or not, and just got on with it. Although it was March, the season when peach blossoms were in bloom, due to the environment around the equator, they only had one season, and that was summer, with the lowest temperature throughout the year.
Below twenty-five degrees Celsius.
The breeze coming out doesn't bring any coolness, it's even a little warm.
He Wu recalled the scene when he fought the Herrscher of Death.
The black mist enveloped He Wu, and He Wu was able to withstand the crazy and life-threatening fighting style of the dead soldiers, and even gave him enough time to break through the black mist.
But what was most unbearable for He Wu was the whisper in his ear in the black mist!
This kind of whisper was full of resentment, and its uneven timbre constantly disturbed He Wu's mind.
"I'm so miserable."
"Why is this happening? I haven't lived enough."
"You should die with me too, it's too cold here."
"Why can you live? I died so miserably."
This kind of whisper that disturbed He Wu's mind kept echoing in He Wu's ears, like lingering brown candy.
He Wu collapsed. He had great strength, but he did not have a strong mind. He was crushed by the whisper of death.
After the collapse, He Wu didn't know what he had done. He only knew that destruction, destruction of everything in front of him, destruction of everything in the world, was like a monster, without emotions or consciousness, with only the word "destruction" in his heart.
He Wu patted his head and smiled bitterly. It seemed that he still had many weaknesses and could easily lose his mind. He Wu could not imagine what would happen to his friendly forces if there was a large-scale war now.
Looking at the thick dust on the ground, He Wu thought that he probably knew what this was.
My head hurts a little, especially between the eyebrows. Although it's not a severe pain, it still makes He Wu very unhappy.
He Wu waved his hand and drew out the remaining water-based Honkai energy in the air, forming a mirror made of water. He Wu looked in the mirror and was shocked by his current state.
His hair is very messy. Because of its long hair, He Wu said it would look neater if he combed it. Of course, it only looks like it. If he combs it with a comb, it will not be possible to comb it down smoothly.
There were dark circles under his eyes, like an Internet-addicted teenager who had stayed up all night for a week. He looked very lethargic. His body, which was originally relatively plump, now looked very thin, as if he would fall down if the breeze blew.
The loose robe was stained by the black mist, and the originally white areas looked dark, while the originally black areas looked even more shiny.
"It seems that this Lawyer of Death is not simple."
"And..." He Wu looked at the surrounding environment. He still can't believe that he did this unconsciously.
Confused, helpless, sad, and wanting to die.
This negative emotion kept pouring into He Wu's mind, as if telling He Wu to commit suicide.
He Wu tremblingly picked up his hand, turned it into a knife, and chopped off one of his own hands.
The severe pain made He Wu regain consciousness instantly. He looked at his right hand. Just now, he used his left hand to slash at his right hand. Fortunately, his defense was sufficient. Otherwise, he might have completely fought with his right hand in one move.
Say goodbye.
But even so, the bones in his right hand were still broken.
He Wu, who woke up, gave a low drink.
"Go away." The whisper in the ear finally stopped and dissipated.
He Wu looked at his hands in fear, completely unable to believe that he had just been bewitched by these whispers and was thinking of committing suicide.
Indeed, this cannot be blamed on He Wu's poor mental acceptance, it is still like this. After all, the Herrscher of Death contains fifteen million souls of injustice in the black mist. This kind of whisper of resentment condensed, even if it is He Wu,
Can't bear it.
...
He Wu was silent for a long time. He shook his right hand, and Honkai energy had repaired his right hand. He Wu frowned, patted his chest, and the silver-white mecha wrapped He Wu.
"I forgot, there is still my [Dawn]." He Wu is currently unable to use the Honkai energy well. It is probably the sequelae of the unconscious explosion just now. The Honkai core is still extremely hot even after so long.
However, the skin around the collapsed core of He Wu's arm has returned to normal. Now He Wu only feels that he is so hungry, so hungry that he could eat a cow.
"Kevin should bring my [Dawn] over, as well as the Herrscher of Fire and his sister."
He Wu thought for a while and found that he and Kevin had fallen into a blind spot.
Looking at the video pushed on his mobile phone, He Wu remembered that in this big data era, this is the media era, there are so many ways to let the Herrscher of Flame know about her sister's clone. There is no need to be in the Flame Herrscher.
The lawyer showed off in front of her.
"It seems that we need to take advantage of this generation." He Wu smiled and said with murderous intent,
"I hope this Herrscher of Death can be stable for a while before I am sealed. If I find out, this guy will be dead."