Chapter 572 Flying Knife Plows Ninety Thousand Miles
But what I am more concerned about is the name of this gourd.
If I remember correctly, Dewey seemed to have the title "Immortal Killing Gourd" in his mouth.
As someone who is familiar with various mythological stories in the real world, I am naturally particularly concerned about such a familiar name.
But I also know that now is not the best time to ask. We can wait until the immediate crisis is resolved.
But there seemed to be some kind of induction, and at this moment Dewey suddenly introduced the gourd.
"Those flying knives are all the gourd seeds of the immortal gourd. With enough real energy stimulation, they can be turned into invincible flying blades!"
"This move wouldn't be too strenuous if I were in my original state to perform it."
"It's just that now that the realm has been suppressed to the beginning, some moves have become ineffective in performing, so we can only rely on everyone's strength." Dewey said.
Before he finished speaking, he pressed the hand that was making the seal again, and an unprecedented bright light bloomed in the gourd's mouth.
The brightness was so strong that half of the sky was directly dyed silvery white, forming an extremely strong contrast with the dense red light balls in the mouth of the demon wolf below.
At a glance, it seems that the sky is divided into two, with silvery white and red as the boundary, and the difference is clear.
Obviously, this is not the result, but the prelude, the brief calm before the storm.
In the silver light of the sky, a giant flying knife that was at least as big as the previous hundred flying knives slowly poked its head out, and finally flew out of the gourd's mouth in an incredible way, towards the demon wolf on the ground below.
The group beheaded and left.
The giant flying knife comes out and plows the land for 90,000 miles!
It seems to be born specifically for destruction, destroying everything it encounters along the way, whether it is demon wolves or rocks, whether it is air or space!
After a few short breaths, the ground below was already covered with ravines, and the demon wolf was dead and injured!
Above these corpses, fine spatial cracks are everywhere. A large number of new cracks are generated every moment, and at the same time, countless old cracks are annihilated.
It can be said that this flying knife inadvertently created a dragnet, leaving the demon wolf that had no time to dodge with no way to go to the sky and no way to the earth, and could only face death.
But how can they avoid it? They can't avoid it! They can't avoid it at all!
From the moment the giant flying knife appeared, the scene before our eyes was already an inevitable outcome.
This is a move that transcends the Taichu state. It is an ultimate move that Dewey used our power to perform that could only be performed by him in the real state!
Although the power of this move is greatly reduced due to the suppression of the rules of the secret realm, it cannot be stopped by the demon wolves below who are also in the Taichu realm.
This is a one-sided massacre!
"I can't catch this move!" At this time, I had made an assessment in my mind and had a clearer understanding of Dewey's true strength.
"But I want to run, but it can't catch up with me!" I thought to myself, confident in the speed I could unleash with the help of my White Tiger boots.
At the same time, we clearly feel that the gourd's absorption of our true energy has become more and more rapid. Obviously, it is not easy for everyone to maintain this powerful sword.
Especially for Shen Tuye and Xiang yesterday, until now, the suppression of the rules of the secret realm has gradually penetrated to the smallest detail, causing their Dantian Qihai to be suppressed to the level of Taichu.
Not only that, but even the quality of the true essence continues to weaken, declining towards the Taichu state.
That is to say, a weirdo like me who doesn't even know how big my Dantian Qi Sea is can avoid feeling too strenuous.
Of course, the main reason is that my true cultivation state is Taichu, and I don't feel the suppression of the rules they talk about at all.
"Everyone, if you hold on, we will be rushing out of this area soon!" Dewey comforted, his tone unknowingly adding a hint of urgency.
Obviously, he also found that our current situation is not optimistic.
After all, the initial killing was just to create a safe passage for the gourd to move forward.
Otherwise, as more and more demon wolves exert their strength together, the gourd's protective shield will inevitably be unable to withstand it.
I'm afraid that in the end, the mysterious gourd will still be intact, but we will be torn apart by the wolves due to exhaustion.
With this awareness, Dewey controlled the giant flying knife to plow forward in a straight line, while the small flying knives released earlier were used as cover on both sides to rush left and right, constantly covering up and killing!
Everything we do is to cover as much distance as possible while we can still hold on.
"Old Du, why do I feel that the demon wolf can't be killed at all?" Shen Tuye suddenly asked, his tone full of exhaustion.
"I feel like this space is infinitely large..." Xiang Ying shouted, his brows already twisted into a big knot.
"Hold on, we'll be there soon!" Dewey said calmly, looking firmly ahead at the unknown end.
But all of us know that what Shen Tuye and Xiang yesterday said is true.
This area seems to be truly infinite, and the number of demon wolves seems to be truly infinite.
Although we have worked very hard to break out in one direction, we have never noticed much change in the surrounding environment.
No matter where we looked, there were boundless monster wolves charging towards us without fear, opening their mouths wide and releasing light balls to attack as they ran.
No matter when you look at it, you will see flying knives, big and small, galloping across the pack of demon wolves as if they were in a deserted place, with the wolf heads flying up one after another, continuously and rapidly harvesting the lives of the demon wolves.
This scene is like a frozen picture. Although the details are constantly moving, the overall pattern has never changed.
"I feel like we are trapped in a painting, always doing things that seem meaningful but are very futile." After thinking about it, I said calmly.
Although such words may demoralize people, I think it is far better for everyone to face the cold reality than to struggle in vain in a fictional world.
Problems are never scary, the scary thing is not being able to find the problem!
What I am doing now is hoping that we can find the real problem first.
Otherwise, if you continue to kill and charge like this, you may not be able to break through as Dewey said - if you persist for a while longer!
"Listening to what you said, I really feel like we are trapped in a painting..." Dewey said, looking up at the endless darkness above, wondering if he had really discovered something.
"It's a pity that just dealing with the attacks of these monster wolves has taken up all our energy, otherwise we could really do some research!" Dewey sighed helplessly. (To be continued)