The time in the sea of flowers seems to have frozen from this moment on. Although the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra has no moves at all, it is better at fighting bravely.
And Rikka, who has always been in the best condition, is no less willing to give in. This is Boom's good intentions along the way, and it is also his greatest capital for firmly believing that Rikka can defeat the opponent.
It's just that although Rikka has already performed beyond her level, her lack of endurance is still fully exposed. Another exchange of weapons, the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra smiled cruelly, and almost pierced Rikka's chest.
"Damn thing, you have the guts to challenge me with someone like you?"
"If I hadn't spent so much energy on evolution, how could you and that human being have entered the Far East?"
"Give me your body now. When I become the number one existence of the 'Twelve Demonic Beasts', you will also be able to enjoy the supreme glory!"
Bahuang Blind Slash was used again, and all the leather armor on Rikka's body collapsed, and even a few strands of dark purple hair were cut off by the giant scythe. However, Rikka slowly closed his eyes, as if he had completely given up resistance.
When the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra saw this, his green bean eyes became more and more unruly. In his opinion, Rikka had completely given up on resistance and was about to become his soul container.
But just when Nnoitra was about to use a secret technique to seize Rikka's body, a real beast-like pressure rose into the sky again. Countless petals gathered into a tornado, and Rikka's lower body quickly transformed into a rhizome.
The leather armor was completely shattered, and the double blades returned to human form. A huge flower bud bloomed, and Rikka's upper body was like its core. Star pupils were flowing, and there was no trace of mercy in the cold eyes.
The phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra stood there blankly. He couldn't believe his eyes, because the changes in the other party had exceeded his cognition.
For things that they do not understand, no matter humans, aliens, or those superior Lords of Warcraft, they will feel timid and even unwilling to believe it.
Because this kind of thing is beyond their ideas, no matter how witty a bard is, he will never be so unreasonable.
"What are these! What kind of existence are you! Impossible, absolutely impossible! I am the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra, and I am an undefeated powerful monster!"
The phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra roared, a feeling of fear and uneasiness arising spontaneously. He hated his own emotions because he had experienced it countless times.
With eight arms waving in unison, Nnoitra rushed towards Rikka like a cannonball, and the Eight Desolations Blind Sword Sword Skill was used with all its strength without reservation.
Since the era of murderers, Nnoitra has not allowed himself to be defeated, and even lost his life because of it. Step by step, he may be the hardest working existence among the "Twelve Warcraft".
The destruction of the body is nothing, and the damage to the soul is even more common. As long as you can defeat the opponent in this sea of consciousness, you will have a chance to make a comeback.
However, the reality is cruel, and it will not be deflected by any one person. His fate has already been determined. Just as the new king drew his sword, the old king could only bow his head to the ground.
"You are very powerful, at least you are the most powerful character I have ever encountered in my life."
"Rikka doesn't like this kind of grinding battle, and she doesn't like worrying about her brother's safety all the time."
"Secret Technique, Flower of Peeling!"
Rikka stared at the other party coldly, and then softly uttered four words. In an instant, the beasts within a hundred meters were violent and arrogant, countless unknown flowers appeared out of thin air, and bursts of orchids slowly dispersed.
When the petals are scattered, life is withering. Those who come into contact with the sea of flowers will be swallowed up, drained of life, and the most beautiful flowers bloom.
The steps of the phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra stopped, and its whole body seemed to be petrified, allowing countless petals to cover its body.
A stone was suddenly thrown into the sea of souls, and the ripples spread uncontrollably. Finally, huge waves surged into the sky, and cracks appeared on the walls of the space.
Rikka's body returned to human form again. She first took out a black robe from the dimensional space, and then collapsed on the ground.
The consumption of the secret technique "Flower of Peeling" is uncontrollable. Once used, she will fall into a period of weakness that lasts for half an hour.
During this period of time, not to mention the opponent, even the lowest-level professional could kill him easily. But fortunately, there were only two of them here, and just now Rikka activated the secret technique without any scruples. p>
"Okay, this is my strongest blow. If you still have the strength, now is the best time to kill me." Rikka said weakly.
"Kill you? Hahahahaha, I can't even breathe now. Are you humiliating me?"
"The phosphorescent beetle is about to die. Before that, can you answer a few questions for me?"
"You and I are both monsters, or ancient beasts. Why do we choose to act like this?"
"I asked myself that although I killed countless enemies, I did not harm anyone innocently. It was not because I couldn't, but because I didn't want to. All living beings are equal, and no matter how weak they are, they have the right to resist fate."
The phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra now only has one arm left, and this arm is still half-cut. The seven arms not far away have long been turned into dirty blood, slowly seeping into the soil.
However, it has to be said that he can be regarded as an extremely powerful being. Because the secret technique "Flower of Peeling" is not a magic move, let alone a fighting spirit sword skill. It is a terrifying purgatory that directly evaporates the soul. Being able to come out alive is already proven.
The opponent’s strength.
But the price was a bit tragic. As a "twelve monsters", he had to pay the price of seven arms before he could escape.
"Phosphorescent Beetle Nnoitra, you and I are not enemies. We have never even met before."
"I choose to kill you, firstly, because you are in a critical period of evolution, and it is the wisest time to do so. Secondly, I need your original power to start the next evolution,"
"How many creatures you have killed actually has nothing to do with me, and whether you are a kind person or not is out of the question. Ancient beasts do not talk about feelings, they must either survive or be devoured by the other party."
"And whether you believe it or not, I still have no emotions until now. I neither hate you nor pity you."
After Rikka finished speaking, she stood up slowly and saw him walking in front of the opponent. The short blade in his hand pierced the opponent's chest without hesitation.
The heart suddenly shrank, then gradually relaxed. The phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra looked at Rikka, as if he wanted to remember the existence that killed him.
"Although I really want to end it here, as the Lord of Warcraft, you may still have to go through another battle."
"Farewell to my young companion, I will drink to my heart's content in the Hall of Valor. I just hope that your future will not disgrace the reputation of the 'phosphorescent beetle'."
After saying this, Nnoitra closed his eyes completely. But his body did not disappear, and the sea of flowers did not disappear due to his death.
As for Rikka, she was already exhausted and fell into a deep sleep. The breeze came slowly, the fragrance of flowers was looming, the rustling sound was endless, and the gears of time began to move again.