Capítulo 1086: Chapter 852: Do You Have Any Last Words?
The Mu Rensheng who was crazily attacking Lu Qingxue suddenly stopped in his tracks, and the tall Tree Man, whose numerous vines were waving, leapt backward with unimaginable speed.
The vines swung again, but were shredded by Lu Qingxue’s sword, finally putting some distance between them.
A thick layer of fallen leaves and broken branches had already carpeted the area around Lu Qingxue.
“Iron Man!”
The hoarse voice carried a note of terror at this moment, shaking the entire forest, causing leaves to fall like rain.
Yet no sound could be heard.
“Iron Man, answer me now!”
Even now, Mu Rensheng could not accept the fact that Iron Man had been slain.
In his memory, Iron Man possessed a body as hard as a mecha’s exterior shell, with any part of his body able to turn into liquid metal, enabling instant repairs.
His steel-hardened brain and heart rendered him immune to Telekinesis and any pressure from the Spiritual Vision.
To kill Iron Man, even the head of the Blood Teeth Team… that man who brought ultimate fear from the shadows, could not easily achieve it.
But why was it now that, through the information gleaned from his perception of the entire forest, he could no longer detect Iron Man’s presence?
Mu Fan moved his right foot away from the half-crushed iron head buried in the soil, calmly looking at the towering Tree Man thirty meters away.
Although the opponent was as tall as the Emperor Body Shura, the feeble aura he emitted was not even comparable to a C-class mecha.
The Blood Teeth Team, after all, was merely a group of people who relied on their uniqueness to wander through the darkness.
Ultimately, they were not a force to be reckoned with.
“As expected… you are so far behind Solomon…”
Mu Fan looked up at the “Tree Man” and quietly said.
“…Who are you, really?!” Mu Rensheng shouted angrily in Mu Fan’s direction.
“You gave me the Blood Tooth Order, and now you’re asking who I am?”
The Curved Light Scythe Blade in Mu Fan’s hand spun rapidly and was suddenly thrown out!
The vines on Mu Rensheng’s left hand were still slowly entwining and growing when his right hand was suddenly severed at the root.
It seemed the towering Tree Man hadn’t even reacted at that moment.
When he heard the heavy thud of the tree branch hitting the ground, he fearfully took large strides back.
“The Blood Tooth Order has never failed since its issuance. You will definitely die!”
Mu Rensheng’s body started to tremble, and in the next second, suddenly disintegrated into countless vines, which fell onto the surrounding treetops, leaving only the echo of that sentence.
On the ground, countless sharp wooden spikes surged up within a fifty-meter radius.
A ring of moon-white radiance suddenly appeared around Lu Qingxue, and she raised her sword in readiness.
“I can’t sense it anymore.”
Her cold gaze swept past and turned to Mu Fan, eyes inquiring.
Because at this moment, it seemed the entire jungle had come to life, as if Mu Rensheng had become one with the forest. Lu Qingxue could no longer rely on her keen sense of temperature to determine the direction.
Yet Mu Fan hadn’t moved an inch, and those terrifying wooden spikes emerging from the ground were stomped back into the soil by his Dragon Rider-wrapped feet, unable to emerge.
“He can’t escape.”
The six strands of energy braids behind Mu Fan’s head pointed in four directions.
At this moment, Mu Fan was like a god descending.
Taking a gentle step forward, Mu Fan’s figure gradually vanished.
On his second step, his body was reduced to a faint transparent outline.
As if walking into the light mist out of thin air.
Mu Fan’s presence disappeared from Lu Qingxue’s perception as well, but became vividly apparent in her eyes.
It was a road that split the ground open straight from where Mu Fan once stood, where all the wooden spikes on it exploded in an instant.
All the towering wooden spikes seemed to explode from the pressure.
A faint outline appeared at the spot where Mu Rensheng had disintegrated.
Head down, body bent.
Legs suddenly jumped up.
In midair, the dark gold, elegant armor appeared.
Mu Fan and the towering Black Bitter Tree passed by each other, lightly pulling out the Dark Gold Short Stick embedded in it with his left hand.
When the Hand Armor and Dark Gold Short Stick met for an instant, two ghostly blue Light Blades reappeared, trailing a beautiful and magnificent stream of light in the air.
With one hand on the ground, the body landed lightly.
The moment Mu Fan raised his head, ghostly blue flashed across the eyes of the dark gold Face Armor.
Bang.
The earth burst forth in waves at the spot.
Radiant ghostly blue mist wafted and rose in the air.
Mu Fan’s body passed through the mist in a blink.
In the next instant, four shadows that once ended Night Ghost appeared again.
Every figure was indistinct, but the Curved Light Scythe Blade cutting through the air unmistakably proved this was Mu Fan.
Wrapped in the Dragon Rider War Armor, Mu Fan’s speed was already in an accelerated state.
Four Light Wheels expanded instantly in a radiating path under the cloak of dark gold shadows, spreading into the distance.
Amidst those densely scattering tree vines, four vines were uncommonly thick and exceedingly swift, yet they concealed themselves in the deepest part.
Above them lay those wriggling, winding vines.
This was the ultimate result of Mu Rensheng’s body becoming plant-like, which was to continue life in the form of a plant, and eventually reconstitute into a complete human upon reaching a safe place.
In a certain sense, Mu Rensheng’s Life Force should have been the most tenacious existence.
However, today he encountered this world’s most fearsome Hunter.
The sole inheritor of the Holy Hall… Mu Fan!
A Light Wheel silently pursued the large vine rapidly aiming into the distance, and with a beautiful yet cold intent to kill, it covered the surface of the vine.
Upon contact, the Light Wheel ground it to pieces.
The entire vine seemed to possess some sense, twisting in pain.
Yet the Light Wheel continued relentlessly, precisely and unerringly carving a light trail across the void along this vine.
Four shadows…
Four light trails!
A sharp wail echoed at the vine’s tip.
Seething green sap splattered in the air.
All the vines twisted, flapped, and wriggled violently for that moment.
Thin vines withered simultaneously, while the remainder started knotting together, gradually reuniting.
The four figures vanished in unison.
A dark gold silhouette emerged at the forefront.
Mu Fan maintained a forward rush posture, one foot stomping, kicking up a cloud of dirt skywards, as the Curved Light Scythe Blade in his hand ceased spinning.
Turning with calm eyes.
Behind him, eight meters away, those vines gathered with a snap into a shapeless human figure, falling to the ground.
This time, Mu Rensheng’s condition was exceptionally tragic, completely unlike when he had initially appeared.
Remaining across his eyes was an unaided sword mark that had not healed; both arms severed at the shoulders, with four deep sword wounds across his abdomen, waist, and thighs unable to heal, with green blood gushing out continuously.
The stubbles on him were now all withered, presenting a decayed state.
Mu Rensheng lay prone on the ground, his legs nearly severed, trembling and incapable of movement.
“Do you have any last words?”
Cloaked in dark gold armor, Mu Fan walked up beside Mu Rensheng, lowered his head, and asked faintly.
“…I don’t…”
Mu Rensheng opened his mouth with a screech, wishing to speak his heart’s voice.
“No need to say it.”
A calm voice interrupted, Mu Fan didn’t even blink.
Then he raised the Curved Light Scythe Blade, casually slashing down.
The ghostly blue Light Blade silently skimmed across Mu Rensheng’s throat, cutting off the eerie, shrill sound as the sword mark drifted across his eyes, wide open, seemed to be silently conveying something to Mu Fan.
The surrounding forest instantly stilled… countless vines clinging to tree trunks withered and fell off simultaneously.
Lu Qingxue stunned, looked at Mu Fan, pointing at the ground, at that root-sculpture-like… corpse with unfulfilled eyes.
“Weren’t you going to let him say his last words?”