Dark River Boss Battle (3)

Fu Bin finally broke through the Fear Kin's blockade and rushed directly towards the Dark River. The wings behind him became even more exaggerated. He frantically swung the black longsword in his hand, slicing the Dark River in two with one stroke. However, he found that the black wound on the Dark River turned into a thin circle of black mist, which merged back together in the next moment.

"You trash, I'll definitely kill you with this swing of my sword." Fu Bin's eyes were bloodshot, and the power of his belief was energized in his black longsword. Fu Bin swung the longsword wildly, tearing Dark River's body to pieces. However, he found that every time his sword touched Dark River's body, that spot would turn into black mist and separate. He slashed more than a dozen times, and although they all seemed to pass by the Dark River's body, Dark River dodged them all.

"Face your inner fears. When the gap reaches a certain point, no amount of faith will help." Dark River's deep, terrifying voice rang out, and the black mist around him swirled, keeping all the Plankton released by Fu Bin at bay. "These petty tricks won't work on me."

As Fu Bin slashed at his body with his longsword, Dark River raised his fist, with endless water vapor moving within it, and suddenly unleashed a powerful downward hook punch that struck Fu Bin the abdomen before he could react.

Fu Bin's movements froze, the black longsword in his hand fell to the ground, his knees buckled, and he knelt before Dark River, clutching his stomach and spitting out mouthfuls of blood. Dark River's current human body was mostly formed from water vapor; it didn't look large, but it had extremely high mass. Taking a punch from the Dark River felt like being hit by a high-speed car; Fu Bin's internal organs were directly damaged. He didn't die immediately because Dark River held back, and also because Fu Bin's body was protected by Shadow Magic.

Even if he didn't die, Fu Bin was still in a bad state after taking that blow. The blood he coughed up was mixed with pieces of internal organs, and even his head was dazed and blank. Not far away, Xiao Zhang, who was about to rush over, hesitated and slowed down his movements. On the one hand, they wanted Fu Bin to die anyway, so they didn't want to disturb him. On the other hand, he was also afraid. He was afraid that he would be killed by a single punch.

"I see your fear. Face your heart, you insect." Dark River didn't kill Fu Bin directly. He reached out and grabbed the wings on Fu Bin's back—the wings that symbolized Fu Bin's beliefs, or rather, his mental fortress—and tore them apart, disrupting the structure of the Shadow Magic within Fu Bin's body. "You'd better not flaunt your false Pride."

Carrying Fu Bin's half-crippled body, they threw him aside. The Fear Kin obeyed Dark River's orders and did not attack Fu Bin again. Instead, they let Fu Bin tremble there in an ORZ pose. His self-proclaimed dignity as a god was directly trampled, and the mental barrier he had built through self-hypnosis was directly broken, making him realize his true self, which was that of a cowardly and weak high school student.

He killed his father out of impulse, and the thugs out of anger. There was no such thing as cleaning up the mess. It was all just an excuse. He was just a criminal, not a god. Among those he killed, many were innocent, or rather, the least deserving of death.

The Dark River's attack directly shattered the mental barrier that Fu Bin had been building, revealing everything he had hidden. Under the Fear Field, his will was now incredibly weak, and all the things he had feared in the past were activated, constantly stimulating his personality and driving him to collapse.

Ignoring Fu Bin any longer, Dark River turned his gaze to another person, waved his hand, and caused all the Fear Kin turn into black mist and drift behind him, instantly clearing the previously chaotic scene on the bridge.

On one side was the Dark River and the seemingly endless black mist behind it; on the other side were scattered Mask Host and members of the Countermeasure Bureau. In addition, there were some fragmented pieces of corpses on the bridge, proclaiming the horror of this place.

"You are all too weak. Where has your faith gone? If you don't take this seriously, I would rather kill you all and find a new batch of hosts." Dark River's words spurred their spirits, while constantly pressuring them with Fear Field, forcing them to strengthen their beliefs.

Fear is a powerful driving force. Under the influence of fear, people will unleash strong beliefs, provided they are not crushed by fear. Regarding the seven Mask Host, the problem with the Shadow Assassin is that, after all, he is a special life form and does not have much Envy. Lu Li has already begun to prepare for this. However, the other Mask Host are somewhat disappointing.

Or perhaps they didn't meet Lu Li's expectations. They used their abilities too crudely. Although Lu Li evoked corresponding emotions in each of them, their minds were filled with too many distracting thoughts. Their original sin emotions weren't pure enough, and they needed greater external pressure to force them to change.

Dark River grinned as he thought of this, and the black mist behind him began to condense and transform, turning into countless pitch-black weapons. These weapons were bizarre and varied, including spears, short swords, maces, and meteor hammers, as if the endless black mist had condensed into an endless array of weapons.

This is an ability that Dark River developed using his own black mist body. He is not simply a human form; Dark River is black mist, and every wisp of black mist is him. He can control the black mist to form various shapes, condense it into his own Fear Kin, and naturally, he can also transform it into various weapons.

Countless black weapons fluttered behind the Dark River. The Mask Host and the others from the Countermeasure Bureau on the other side changed their expressions as they heard Dark River's deep, terrifying voice. "Unleash your beliefs! If you don't take this seriously, you'll die!"

Dark River snapped his fingers, and countless weapons behind him began to flutter, their speed increasing as they shot directly toward the other side of the bridge. Each weapon was formed from condensed black mist and contained terrifying mass, blasting towards the other side like cannonballs.

The terrifying impact sent up a cloud of dust, causing the entire bridge to shake violently. Many shattered stones fell into the river below. A concrete block was propelled by the force of the impact and flew backwards to the front of the Dark River, where it was caught by its black claws. The black mist that had gathered and floated away clung to the block, turning it black.

As the smoke and dust on the bridge gradually dissipated, a jet-black pillar of fire suddenly shot out from the dust, piercing through everything. Before the darkness could react, it pierced his stomach, turning that part of his body into black mist that dissipated.

A black pillar of fire flashed by, and a pitch-black figure composed entirely of flames leaped out, raising its hands above its head. A terrifying Flame of Wrath transformed into a giant fireball, which it was about to smash down upon the Dark River.

"This is finally starting to get interesting." He grinned darkly, and the cement block, now stained black, flew from his hand...