Trapping and Killing the Angel!
Upon hearing this, Yi Jing paused for a moment.
However, he quickly understood what Nairasojin meant!
I see!
This guy's mind works fast when it matters, you have to admit he's young!
Suddenly, the I Ching intervened, "Thousand Throat, seize the opportunity!"
Two beams of light shot out from his palm, unavoidable, and instantly struck the Beast of a Thousand Throats and the Angel!
The two figures vanished in an instant!
Within the Eight Trigrams Space of eight roads.
Having learned from his previous experience, when Mo saw the eight paths before him, he immediately spread his wings!
But just then, the Beast of a Thousand Throats suddenly appeared in front of him!
Not good!
Puff!
Qianhou pounced in an instant and tore off Mo's two wings, spraying countless drops of blood onto the pure white feathers!
Mo immediately manipulated his own blood to return to his body, stopping the bleeding!
But that's not the problem!
He understood what these people wanted to do!
Mo originally thought these people were planning to use the same trick to delay him and then take the opportunity to escape, but this time the situation was obviously different!
They wanted to shrink the battle area, leaving him nowhere to hide, so that Thousand Throat could attack him!
Qianhou's eyes were bloodshot. "Now, where can you run to!"
We must leave here!
Although Mo wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, how could the Beast of a Thousand Throats let him go!
The moment the angel flapped its wings, Thousand Throat pounced and launched a frenzied attack!
His attacks were completely haphazard, relying solely on pure animal instinct to fight!
The angel's blood splattered all over the room. He dragged his mangled body through a door, but unfortunately, it was a dead end!
A fierce wind howled and tore at his body, and he immediately rushed out and squeezed into another door!
The Beast of a Thousand Throats relentlessly pursued him, tearing at his wings and flesh with its claws and fangs!
The angels, meanwhile, were running around aimlessly, their figures constantly moving between the doors.
But after he ran around in circles, he found that all eight roads were dead ends!
Because the time has dragged on for too long, the location of the Life Gate has already changed.
As one wing after another was broken, the angel grew weaker and weaker, as if he were degenerating.
Despite the pain, Mo rushed toward a door again, his consciousness beginning to blur.
In his dazed state, he saw that person again.
The person who suddenly appeared in his room and gave him the Angel Potion.
Now, that person is beckoning to him.
It was as if death itself was beckoning to him.
A chilling feeling known as death invaded Mo's body.
Like a raging flood, 011 continued to tear at his wings from behind, and the angel's blood gradually flowed from his body to his feet.
Inside the Rift Space.
Chen Ye was holding a book while tracing a lifeline.
The lifeline was trembling constantly, indicating it was extremely fragile.
It was as if with just a gentle pluck, the last string supporting this lifeline would snap.
Chen Ye closed the book, then took out a quill pen and wrote on a book:
"The Beast of a Thousand Throats, potential: S+".
"We could consider giving it Sub-attribute and allowing it to evolve."
In the final moments of his life, Mo experienced a hallucination.
He saw a huge fire.
That seems to have happened about seven years ago...
His mother took him on a trip, and Mo sat in the passenger seat of the car.
Suddenly, a car rushed out, and the two cars collided.
The driver appeared to be driving under the influence of alcohol, and the speed was already at its limit. The moment the two vehicles collided, the fuel tank exploded.
The explosion and flames engulfed everything.
The fire not only took away Mo's legs, but also his mother.
"Guilty..."
Mo murmured, blood flowing into his pupils.
It was as if the scene from that year was being replayed before my eyes, with raging flames.
Perhaps this was not an illusion, because he entered the fire gate representing the Li Trigram.
The flames burned his body and wings.
Amidst the raging flames, a pitch-black figure suddenly appeared before him.
The dark figure, like the Grim Reaper, took out a huge black scythe and held it to Mo's neck, its eyes beginning to glow with a blood-red light.
Death sentence pronounced.
Mo's body began to tremble at that moment...
"No, not yet..."
The guilty have not yet been judged!
How can it end here!
The angel took a step forward, and his neck was instantly pierced by the scythe!
That seems to be just an illusion.
After he took that difficult step, a blinding light appeared before his eyes.
Mo looked up blankly; it was his father's face.
During that fire, his father arrived in time and was the first to pull him out of the car.
Mo's mother, however, was forever lost in that fire.
Now, Mo saw his father's face again.
At the same time, Death vanished, and the fiery world in Mo's eyes also disappeared.
It was still my father's face.
This is not an illusion.
The Asian Director member hugged Mo tightly, "I'm late..."
Mo looked around and saw that countless tanks and helicopters had been stationed outside at some point. The GOC had completely surrounded the area.
At that moment, the Beast of a Thousand Throats also charged out!
But instead of his father's embrace, he was met with a cannonball.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the shell blasted Qianhou away and simultaneously struck a distant mountain, causing an explosion.
The three, Nairasojin and his companions, who had already retreated to a distance, exchanged a glance.
"The GOC people acted so quickly this time. I thought they would drag it out until dawn. After all, dragging things out is their usual style."
The Sword Forger stroked his chin. "What a pity, just a little short..."
"Perhaps this is just fate. It was destiny that allowed him to encounter the newly refreshed Life Gate at the very end. Life is ever-changing, and the will of Heaven is unpredictable, beyond our control." The old man said, shaking his head.
The Sword Forger turned to look at the I Ching, "Can't you control the position of the Life Gate?"
The Book of Changes sighed, "The evolution of the universe, the number of all living beings, and the laws of Heaven—how can I, alone, possibly dictate these?"
Upon hearing this, Nairasojin leaped into the air, saying, "Let's retreat. GOC is out of the game this time."
"Although we failed to kill the angel, it looks like it was seriously injured. Even if it can recover, it will be impossible for it to recover in the short term."
"The GOC is no longer able to intervene in the battle for the True Ancestors."
"I'm going to check on Qianhou. I hope he wasn't killed by that shell."
The Sword Forger chuckled upon hearing this, "It's alright, that guy's tough as nails, taking a cannonball shouldn't be a problem."
Inside a large pit.
Thousand Throat lay in the pit, staring blankly at the sky. Nairasojin descended from the sky, but he did not respond.
Nairasojin looked puzzled. "What's wrong? Has Bong gone mad?"
Thousand Throat sat up. "I thought I was going to see the true god..."
As he spoke, he touched his body; although there were large areas of charred blackening, he was not seriously injured.
"I was already in hunting mode when that cannonball woke me up. What happened to the one-on-one duel?"
Nairasojin patted Thousand Throat's head. "You did your best. Try harder next time."
Upon hearing this, Thousand Throat suddenly bit into Nairasojin!
Nairasojin quickly withdrew his right hand. "Hey, I was just showing you some concern, how could you bite me?"
Qianhou got up. "If you treat me like a dog again, I'll bite your neck next time."
"I need to hurry back to Qin Leng and report my work injury. If he doesn't prepare a state banquet to reward me, I'll bite his neck."
Nairasojin shrugged. "You're so obsessed with food, and you still say you're not a dog?"