Chapter 133
"If I tore you to pieces and ate you, would you still be alive?"
"Justice will ultimately prevail over evil." The Queen of Hatred pursed her lips, closed her eyes, and it would take at least several seconds for the chaotic magic within her body to adjust.
A few seconds was enough for 682 to tear the defenseless girl in front of him to shreds.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Just as 682 was about to tell him to devour the Queen of Hatred, along with her hair, head, body, limbs, even her clothes and the stick, to see if she could still be resurrected...
Before the Queen of Hatred was about to experience this horrific scene.
Suddenly, two crazed figures crashed directly into 682!
"Roar?!"
682 was thrown away in surprise and doubt; it was so heavy, yet it still managed to do so.
What is that?!
Once it regained its footing, it found two monsters tearing at each other.
A pale man was frantically attacking the purple monster in front of him with his claws, while the purple monster exuded an aura of sorrow and despair, and kept crying.
The sound made everyone clutch their hearts, almost overwhelmed by the suffocating sorrow.
The same was true of 096; it kept coughing up blood and roaring in sorrow.
It was clearly influenced by the purple monster.
As 096's attack struck the Distortion Claire, her body was healing at an alarming rate.
As long as she remains grieving, nothing can stop her recovery.
"Roar!"
When faced with the troublemakers, 682 swung its tail and sent them flying!
Meanwhile, in the distance, the Queen of Hatred had recovered, pursing her lips and raising her staff as she looked at 682.
"Brute!"
Seeing the Queen of Hatred, whom he had finally defeated, stand up, 682 couldn't help but curse loudly.
"How's the battle going?" a GOC commander asked the front lines, receiving an unusual response.
"There are four monsters fighting each other now! What should we do?"
Before them appeared four things: 096, 682, the Queen of Hatred, and the Distortion Claire.
The Queen of Hatred attacked 096, 682, and the Distortion girl simultaneously.
Therefore, she was the first to be defeated.
A meteor streaked across the sky, and the Queen of Hatred closed her eyes and collapsed to the ground.
Before leaving, her eyes filled with tears. "I... I... I failed again... Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry."
She collapsed in a pool of blood, gradually losing her breath.
Hahahaha.
Her impending death was met with merciless mockery from 682: "Compared to your master, you are still far inferior. Speaking of which, that damned Cement Angel is also trash; he'll die by my hand sooner or later."
682 spoke with such hatred, its profanity and harsh words were no less numerous.
At the same time, while saying these words.
682 effortlessly withstood the attacks of 096 and Distortion Claire.
"We all fight for justice, and I will not envy anything about her..." the Queen of Hatred said slowly.
Her eyes gradually turned black as she stared at 682, her gaze filled with hatred.
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She spoke slowly.
"But I cannot allow you to verbally insult Xiaoxiao like this."
"She is... my friend, my most precious friend."
"I will not allow evil to taint her."
In a world of black and white, Xiao Huasheng's smile at the despairing Queen of Hatred undoubtedly became a ray of light in her heart.
She made the Queen of Hatred realize that evil in this world cannot be eradicated, and she also made the Queen of Hatred realize that there are others who will walk alongside her.
Boom!
A jet-black beam of light shot into the sky from the Queen of Hatred.
After the Queen of Hatred reached its peak, a strange change occurred throughout her body!
Unlike her completely monstrous, Distortion feathered serpent form, she retained some human characteristics.
Her eyes were jet black, she had wings on her back, and her long, azure hair was also tinged with black. Her cheeks were covered with ominous lines.
Reason was slipping away from her body, and magic was constantly returning.
In this state, it is not as powerful as the Feathered Serpent state.
However, even in this state, she maintained some basic rationality, ensuring that she could use various simple techniques.
If she enters her Feathered Serpent form, the Queen of Hatred will simply become a monster that ignores friend and foe, and will only use magic based on instinct.
In short, the Queen of Hatred now has three forms.
In human form, magic power is the lowest, but skill is the highest.
Half-Corrupted Form, balanced magic, balanced skills.
Feathered Serpent Form, highest magic power, no special skills.
Why not use the power form from the start?
If Xiao Huasheng were there, she would definitely have made the same comment.
As the Queen of Hatred officially entered this form, a chilling aura emanated from her.
One magic circle after another rapidly unfolded behind her.
"Hahahaha... What's the point of all this... When evil triumphs over justice, doesn't my existence become meaningless?"
The Queen of Hatred bowed her head, tears streaming down her face, her magic wand now stained pink and black.
"It's all your fault! You have to take responsibility for this mistake!!" Suddenly, the Queen of Hatred raised her magic wand, glaring at 682 with gritted teeth and hatred!
The tears that flowed evaporated in an instant, leaving a tear streak beneath her eyes.
This time, she didn't shout out any moves.
"Roar!!!"
682 roared, caught off guard by the Queen of Hatred's use of the resurrection coin and unleashing its Prism Form.
An extremely intense pinkish-black light wave erupted from the Queen of Hatred's magic wand, carrying an intense abomination as it rushed towards 682.
A violent torrent of pinkish-black light erupted forth, instantly crystallizing the ground wherever the light waves passed, and subtly Distortion space itself.
"Die! Die! Die!!" the Abomination roared madly, unleashing a frenzied barrage of magic without any regard for consequences.
Just as the prism shell of 682 completed its refractive structure reorganization, destructive energy struck its core.
The prism surface instantly lit up with dazzling scarlet patterns, 682's body trembled violently, and the flesh and blood beneath its shell boiled and vaporized under the overload of energy transmission.
The refracted beam began to scatter uncontrollably in all directions!
Caught off guard, one of the Queen of Hatred's wings was pierced by her own light wave.
Despite the damage to her body, she remained blinded by darkness, gritting her teeth and increasing her intensity, completely disregarding her own defenses.
We must kill this lizard here.
682 never expected her to be so crazy, and immediately started jumping around like a lobster thrown into a frying pan.
It must be itchy and can't help but want to move around.
This is unlike the lizard that had previously made such boastful claims.
Under the continuous bombardment of light waves, the prism housing of 682 suddenly emitted a crisp sound like shattering glass.
Countless cracks radiated outwards like a spider web.
Subsequently, a fragment of the prism shattered and flew off, revealing the frantically regenerating flesh and blood tissue beneath.
The refracted beam of light became chaotic, and some of its energy penetrated directly through 682's body, severing the buildings within three kilometers behind it.
The concrete at the cut surface melted into a crimson slurry, flowing slowly along the broken wall like fresh blood.
And at this point, he wasn't the only one who was unlucky.
"Aaaaaah!"
"Hiss--"
The two people next to 682 also suffered the same fate, both experiencing reflected damage from 682.
They struggled frantically within the light waves, Queen of Hatred, in this location far removed from the Reality Stabilization Anchor, displayed power far exceeding her previous abilities.
Boom!!
The earth trembled, and the refracted light waves penetrated the buildings and streets without hindrance, with some even rushing into the distance.
Amidst the city ruins, the GOC also suffered indiscriminate AOE attacks.
GOC's defenses were as flimsy as paper in the face of the energy storm.
As the refracted beams swept across, the three armored vehicles didn't even have a chance to explode; they silently disintegrated in the pinkish-black light.
The vehicle was as if it had been cleaved in two by an invisible giant blade, the cut surface as smooth as a mirror. The soldiers inside didn't even have time to scream before their upper bodies vaporized along with the Distortion metal frame.
The anti-material sniper team positioned on high ground suffered the most.
Before they could pull the trigger, a refracted beam of light pierced through the sniper scope.
As the archer's skull was blown off, the observer beside him saw the beam of light pass through his companion's head and then pierce through five layers of concrete walls behind him.
The observer had just opened his mouth when his right hand, which was holding the rangefinder, suddenly disappeared. Smoke rose from the severed wrist, and his fingers, still in a grip, fell to the ground at his feet.
The shocking scene deeply moved everyone present.
Who would have thought that such power could be unleashed from that petite girl?
"Ughhhhhh!" The surviving GOC members were speechless.
A soldier who had been cut in half at the waist crawled half a meter with his intestines hanging out, the blood trailing behind him instantly evaporating into a brown scab due to the high temperature.
His gas mask lens reflected the sky, where even more refracted beams were radiating outwards, weaving a nightmarish web of energy across the heavens.
The commander's voice could also be heard over the communication channel.
"The entire squad retreats! The entire squad retreats! Retreat to Plan β! This is not something you can handle!" At this moment, a walkie-talkie was held in the captain's hand, but there was no response from the captain.
Half of his mangled body leaned against the shattered bunker, the remaining half of his body clutching the walkie-talkie, only one eye showing no signs of life.
Then, the body slammed to the ground, splattering blood.
When gods fight, mortals suffer.
In the Foundation World, this is no joke.
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After the Queen of Hatred finished unleashing her full power, she landed on the ground, her body covered in piercing and cutting wounds, and scorch marks, looking as if she had been welded all over with a welding torch.
In this outburst, she was the only one who protected her vital parts.
After doing all that, she stared intently in the direction of 682.
At this point, 682 was in a terrible state.
It left only a quarter of its body on the ground, having evolved just a few eyeballs and a small portion of its armored body, gazing at the Queen of Hatred.
"Oh..."