A black light like a swimming dragon soared into the sky from the deep pit. The black light turned dim in the air. When it climbed to the top, it had completely turned into deep black.
But even so, when it landed on the ground next to the deep pit, it still caused a violent roar again and sank into the ground for more than ten meters before stopping.
There was no flying dust, and the scene inside the 100-meter-deep pit was very clear. The black figure had dimmed, but the red brilliance was still strong.
The moment Tang San flew out, Clear Sky Hammer's body had already been pushed into the wall of the pit behind him. Even the hard rock could not stop his body from invading. It took a full five meters for his body to stabilize.
But blood was spurting out wildly, and the internal organs seemed to be turned upside down. Soul Power and his mental power were suppressed like never before.
If he had to describe the feeling the collision gave him, it would be like being hit head-on by a mountain.
Clear Sky Hammer touched the opponent's heavy sword, and the feeling at that moment was clearly imprinted in Tang San's mind. He did not feel the impact of his Clear Sky Hammer weight at all. Instead, the opponent's force exploded far beyond his own.
The bloody red light filled with the purest killing energy was not inferior to the power of his own anger, and even completely suppressed his own power of anger during the collision.
He tried his best to attack, but was easily defeated by his opponent, and the only change that happened to his opponent was that he sank into the ground below his knees.
The huge pit was caused by the explosive energy generated when Clear Sky Hammer collided with the long sword, and was also caused by the force generated when Tang San and King of Slaughter removed the opponent's energy impact.
With just one collision, Tang San was completely defeated, and even Clear Sky Hammer was knocked away.
Tang San couldn't figure out why King of Slaughter suddenly became so powerful, so powerful that he couldn't compete with it.
It is not only his Soul Power that is powerful, but also the sword in his hand.
Because Tang San even felt that even Yu Tianlong, his strong enemy would never be able to withstand his previous all-out attack so easily.
After the strength of the King of Slaughter in front of him was strengthened, he felt that even a few Titled Douluo were no match for him. Moreover, the sword in his hand seemed to be very wrong, which was why he was defeated so miserably.
However, although he was seriously injured, Tang San had a feeling that his opponent could have given him a stronger impact earlier, but later on, King of Slaughter seemed to have withdrawn his strength and did not let the sharpest energy of his sword penetrate into his body.
Otherwise, I am afraid that I would have been killed by now.
Tang San At this time, his mind was in chaos. He could bear the physical pain, but the inner frustration and the feeling of being unable to compete made him extremely painful.
How many years have passed since Yu Tianlong was exposed, he has never felt like this before. After receiving the magical power of God of Wrath later, even when he encountered a powerful opponent, he was confident and tried his best to deal with the opponent.
However, King of Slaughter's sudden increase in strength and the situation before him made him return to the same feeling of powerlessness he had when he faced Yu Tianlong, making him feel despair.
Regret has no meaning anymore. Tang San The only thought in my heart now is how to survive.
While Tang San's thoughts were confused, King of Slaughter's voice rang.
"This is the power of God, how did you get it?"
His voice has changed a lot compared to before. It is no longer sharp and evil, and has become old and thick. It does not sound like the voice of a middle-aged man at all, but more like the voice of a majestic elder.
Huh?
Tang San is a smart person after all. Although he was hit hard, hearing the change in King of Slaughter's voice rekindled hope in his originally despairing heart.
Soul Power was released, pushing his body to break free from the surrounding earth and rocks.
When he stepped into a deep pit, he was injured due to the force and he spurted out a mouthful of blood again.
But he immediately straightened his back and could not show any timidity at this time.
King of Slaughter is indeed different from before. Although his whole body is still glowing with blood, his eyes have become particularly clear, staring at Tang San with deep eyes, revealing thoughts and some complex emotions.
It feels like waking up from a big dream.
"You are?"
Tang San asked with a puzzled look on his face.
He had no intention of escaping, because he knew that without the help of God of Wrath, it would be absolutely impossible for him to escape from the enemy in front of him, and the heavy sword in his hand was a weapon that he could not imagine.
King of Slaughter seemed to fall into deep memories, and then suddenly burst out laughing.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
"Who am I? Who am I? Hahahahaha..." King of Slaughter suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, but amidst the laughter, his expression was extremely painful, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Did I win? Or did I lose? Everything means nothing to me anymore. Am I wrong? Am I right? Decades have been like a dream. But I have suffered such sins. Asura, what a Asura. I still failed to pass your test after all. This is not a matter of wrong or right, maybe it is time and luck."
The manic energy fluctuations made everything around him tremble, and the heavy sword in King of Slaughter's hand continued to overflow with blood.
Tang San just stood there, looking at him quietly. He vaguely understood that the King of Slaughter in front of him was very different from the completely bloody King of Slaughter before.
It seemed that he was who he was now, but what happened to him was something he couldn't guess.
After a long time, King of Slaughter's emotions gradually calmed down, the blood and tears stopped flowing, and his eyes became condensed again.
"Looking at the power of God in you, you should be the one chosen by God."
Tang San had nothing to hide and nodded.
King of Slaughter said calmly:
"It's a pity that you are not a real god. Otherwise, I was the one who was defeated just now. I have taken this difficult step of becoming a god for decades, but I still have not been able to completely take it, and I will never be able to take it. Young man, thank you."
"Thank me?"
Tang San looked at King of Slaughter with some confusion.
King of Slaughter said calmly:
"If it weren't for your divine power, my soul would not have been able to wake up. I would have been lost in the evil blood and controlled by evil thoughts. It was your power that allowed me to break free from the cage and achieve this demigod body. Although it is already too late, being able to feel the god-level power means that half of my long-cherished wish in this life has been fulfilled."
As he spoke, the red light in his hand subsided, and the heavy sword turned into Sisi blood and gradually disappeared into his palm.
"Are you wondering why there have been such huge changes in me before and after? It was you who saved me from that prison. It's okay to tell you. In a sense, we are actually the same kind of people."
King of Slaughter said lightly, his mood seemed to be completely stable at this time.
"Senior, please speak."