Under Ye Chen's nearly self-destructive infusion of energy, the offensive of the "Python King Blood Cannon" immediately grew ever more ferocious. Before long, it crushed countless fractures into the "Ten Thousand Misfortunes Manipulation Release" and the "Misfortune Manipulator" at the far end of the battlefield, pushing Ding Moluo another great step toward his doom!
"Uwaaaaaah—!"
Ding Moluo fell to his knees and raised a hand, screaming hoarsely as blood sprayed from all over his body, struggling desperately to hold on.
Even though he had played his final trump card, even though an Abyss Core had already formed within him, that regenerative power simply could not keep up with Ye Chen's output. There was no way it could help Ding Moluo turn the tide before him!
At this moment, Block Clown's defeat and destruction were clearly an irreversible trend!
Having grasped this reality, Ding Moluo's face filled with despair, his heart brimming with both helplessness and unwillingness!
Now, he truly had no options left. He had truly been driven into a dead end!
At the same time, as he watched the "Python King Blood Cannon" force the "Ten Thousand Misfortunes Manipulation Release" all the way to Ding Moluo's front, several traces of delight welled up in Ye Chen's eyes.
Originally, he had intended to rely on the Church's support to deal with a formidable enemy like Ding Moluo.
However, it now seemed there was no need for that at all!
He alone was enough!
At this very moment, Block Clown's death was at hand!
Bloodsmith Hunter's victory was within reach, there for the taking!
As long as Ye Chen put in a little more effort and pushed the blazing blood cannon forward another mere ten meters, he would be able to blast Ding Moluo utterly into pulp!
With that thought, Ye