Mountain Splitting Fist's force was fierce, and its punches were incredibly fast.
In just a few dozen breaths,
Roger no longer knew how many punches he had thrown! Every punch struck Hanfulan's vital points, dealing double damage!
Hanfulan in his "Resurrection State" defended himself in vain.
But he simply couldn't withstand this storm-like barrage of punches! "No, no, no!"
"I still have a trump card... I still have..."
His frantic voice spread through the deep pit and echoed repeatedly among the reeds, sounding especially desolate.
The only response Hanfulan received was merciless iron fists! In the blink of an eye, his health had fallen to around 1,000 points.
His entire body curled into a ball.
The newly formed head hurriedly split open, and shockingly, one bite swallowed the Filthy Blood Tumor! The data panel displayed:
Hanfulan's health was recovering at an extremely rapid rate. His resurrection progress was also accelerating dramatically!
"Once I revive, I'll show you what a trump card is!"
"I'll offer your soul to my god and imprison you forever in the Land of Torment!"
Roger ignored him and continued hammering away.
In fact,
the moment Hanfulan swallowed the tumor,
Roger's body involuntarily began attracting a vast amount of elemental essence! The essence lingered around Roger reluctantly. It didn't dare approach, yet it refused to disperse.
"How can you still..."
Hanfulan's voice was completely cut off.
Unparalleled power gathered in Roger's fist—
The first punch! 200% power! It punched straight through Hanfulan's skull! The second punch! 300% power! It brutally shattered Hanfulan's chest!
The third punch! 400% power! It accurately found that writhing tumor amid the pile of rotten flesh.
One punch blew it apart! Shredded flesh, blood, and juices flew in every direction.
The cultist didn't even have the chance to scream before his