In the fierce and chaotic battlefield, the Hand and the three "Fingers" were the first to show their fatigue. It was Sowande who relied on Dark Energy to increase his strength and enter a violent state.
The Dark Energy that originally wrapped around him has now become chaotic, sometimes as thick as ink, sometimes as thin as gauze, and its control is rapidly declining. His chest is rising and falling violently, and every breath is like the sound of an old bellows, and sweat is constantly dripping from his dark skin.
Kingpin's roaming tactics and heavy punches not only greatly consumed his physical strength, but also constantly consumed his little sanity.
"You can only dodge like a despicable mouse, Kingpin?! Come on! Fight with me!!" Sowande let out a manic roar and threw another straight punch.
However, Kingpin just turned sideways and Sowande's angry blow failed again.
At the moment when Sowande's fist was empty and the old strength had been used up, the new strength was not regenerated. Kingpin seized this fleeting opportunity and hit Sowande's ribs exposed by the punch with a heavy elbow!
"Crack!"
Just the sound of Sowande's ribs breaking.
"Uh-huh--!"
This is the sound of Sowande screaming in agony.
Kingpin's mountain-like body exploded with all its accumulated strength at this moment. He rushed forward, and his frighteningly thick arms tightly wrapped around Sowande's waist and abdomen.
"Get up...!!!"
Kingpin let out a roar from deep in his throat. At this moment, his muscles stretched to the limit, and veins popped out under his skin. He relied on pure physical strength to pull Sowande's strong and heavy body from the ground!
The next moment--
Kingpin fell backwards and smashed Sowande's head to the ground!
"Boom--!!!"
Under the huge impact, Sowande's neck bones were directly broken. The Dark Energy that was still surging around him began to collapse rapidly. After his body twitched violently and spasmed several times, the originally glowing red eyes lost all their sparkle and became hollow and gray.
Kingpin gasped and got up from the ground. He glanced indifferently at the lifeless body of Sowande at his feet, and then spitted blood to the side.
Before Kingpin completed that decisive throw, Bakuto from another battle group was in a precarious situation.
Matt's nunchucks are like gangrene attached to the bone, always able to accurately attack Bakuto's weaknesses, which has a strong meaning of "kicking the lame man's good leg". And Peter's seemingly never-ending verbal harassment is like a magic sound filling the ears, making the already upset Bakuto even more anxious.
"Three steps to the left, Peter!" Matt Super-Senses captured the movements of Bakuto.
"Roger it!"
Peter moved in response, and at the same time as Matt's words fell, a Silk shot instantly towards the left foot that Bakuto had just stepped out to adjust its posture.
Bakuto hurriedly wanted to put his feet back and retreat, but his center of gravity had already shifted. This hasty movement made his upper body sway involuntarily.
For ordinary people, this flaw may be fleeting, but for a fighting master like Matt, it is enough. At the moment when Bakuto's body shook, the nunchaku in Matt's hand hit the knuckle of Bakuto's right hand holding the knife with a sound of tearing air!
"Ah--!"
Bakuto let out a shrill scream, and the severe pain from his wrist made him unable to hold the weapon any longer, and the extremely sharp dagger fell to the ground with a clang.
At the moment when Bakuto dropped his weapon due to severe pain, Peter had used Silk to swing behind him. His fist, which had restrained most of its power, still carried considerable power and was firmly stamped on Bakuto's unprotected back center!
"Poof!"
Bakuto spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew forward, fell to the ground a few meters away, rolled twice, and then completely lost consciousness and fell into a coma.
Matt, who sensed all this, turned his face in the direction of Peter.
Peter shrugged and said, "Well... it's not my fault, Matt. I didn't expect him to be so... brittle?"
Matt even wanted to roll his eyes when he heard this: With your power, more than 90% of the people in the world are "brittle", right?
Then Peter flicked his hands together, and Silk quickly tied up Bakuto's hands, feet, and body. In just a moment, he wrapped it into a white human-shaped cocoon.
Peter clapped his hands and looked at his "work" with satisfaction. "Done! It's packed and can be 'shipped' at any time!"
At the same time, the battle between Lin Hai and Murakami has also entered the final stage.
The blood-red light emitted by the Demon Blade in Murakami's hand has become extremely dim, and several cracks have appeared on the blade.
The ferocious-looking Murakami said with a tone of reluctance, jealousy and disbelief. "Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!! My hundreds of years of hard work are not as good as you, a little baby!"
"Time does not mean everything, Murakami." Lin Hai's voice was calm, but the Plum Blossom Spear in his hand suddenly accelerated at this moment. "You have wrong intentions and have taken the wrong path. No matter how strong you are, you will only go astray in the end. Eternal life will only be a delusion for you."
"Broken!"
As Lin Hai shouted, the Plum Blossom Spear in his hand turned into a green-gold stream of light, piercing Murakami's heart!
The shadow of death instantly enveloped Murakami! He desperately waved the cracked Demon Blade in his hand, trying to block this fatal blow.
But how could Demon Blade, who was already at the end of his strength, be able to withstand the fierce blow of Lin Hai?
"Dang~~bang!"
The Demon Blade, which had followed Murakami for an unknown number of years, finally could not withstand the final violent impact and was completely broken into two pieces. The front half of the blade spun and flew out, landing with a clang on the ground.
Murakami stared blankly at the only half of the handle and broken blade left in his hand, his eyes full of confusion and despair, as if he saw his own demise through the broken Demon Blade.
At the moment when he lost his mind--
"Pfft!"
The tip of Plum Blossom Spear's spear penetrated Murakami's chest and came out from his back!
Murakami's body suddenly stiffened, and he opened his mouth, but in the end, only gurgling blood poured out of his mouth uncontrollably. His hand holding the broken knife weakly let go, and half of Demon Blade fell to the ground with a clang.
After the Demon Blade in Murakami's hand fell to the ground, Lin Hai also withdrew his Plum Blossom Spear. The blood on the tip of the gun disappeared after he shook the gun, and the gun body was not stained with any scarlet.
Then Murakami's body fell heavily to the ground without making any sound.
So far, the Hand was once famous and controlled the five "Fingers" of huge dark forces...
Oh, by the way, Madame Gao.
The captured old woman had huddled in a dark corner at the beginning of the melee, trying to reduce her presence as much as possible.
She originally still had some thoughts about the snipe and the clam competing with each other and the fisherman getting the benefit.
But as the battle progressed, the young man who watched Sowande being killed by Kingpin, Bakuto being captured alive by Matt and Spider-Man, and Murakami being killed by Alexandra was killed with one shot...
The thoughts of luck and stealing chickens in her heart have long been replaced by fear.
This final decisive battle against the leader the Hand, which took place outside Stone Prison that sealed Dragon Bone, finally came to an end with the fall of Murakami.