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This sentence completely aroused the traitor lord's killing intent. He jumped into the room, and his huge body made the spacious viewing platform a bit crowded.

The traitor lord uttered a fierce roar, brandished his sword feet, and brushed out the orange-red wind sickle all over the sky. His soul was completely infected by the radiation, and even the soul energy was this unnatural color.

Lu Zhengkang dodged by teleporting, restraining the urge to swing his sword.

The traitor lord's actions are outrageous and seem to inspire some superb hunting instincts, and his fighting skills are extremely cunning and flexible.

He will assault in the gap of Lu Zhengkang's teleportation, the huge blade foot is comparable to a heavy hammer, even if it is not cut by the blade, it will cause serious blunt injuries.

In the face of an offensive that was as fierce as a blizzard in winter, Lu Zhengkang flew up and down in the air like a butterfly in the spring, without touching any ice crystals.

I have to say that the traitor lord is much stronger than the three praying mantis chiefs. They are completely superior in size, strength, swiftness, and durability. When facing the traitor lord, the only thing the three leaders can do is to remain calm.

Lu Zhengkang tentatively wielded a sword aura, slashing on the lord's heavy carapace, only a small opening, it seems that his defense is also very strong.

The sword aura was largely offset by the crazy and brutal soul energy in the main body, so it was difficult for Lu Zhengkang to gain an advantage by relying on soul attacks.

The lord still used the wind sickle to restrict Lu Zhengkang's course of action, and then intensified the spread of the thick sword energy like a wall, as if he was about to crush this overly flexible opponent to death.

Lu Zhengkang's eyes could not see the opposite side through the sword qi, and a teleportation became full of risks. Perhaps the moment he exited the soul coordinate system and returned to reality, the traitor lord's blade fell on his head.

In this situation, I had to go all out.

Lu Zhengkang yelled, and the bone nail that had been held in his hand burst into a dazzling light like the scorching sun.

"cut!"

Chapter 32 End of a story about revenge

Light!

Brilliant light!

Glaring light!

The light that kills the eyeballs!

Torn metal, cut the light of the earth!

The green leaves of plants shattered in the light and turned into powder, engraved on gorgeous reliefs, like murals of branches and leaves.

The water travels in the sky, falling into rain, and in the light like colorful fog.

Lu Zhengkang's bone nail pointed obliquely to the ground, panting slightly, the dim light on his body surface.

There was a huge incision on the body of the traitor lord, and orange blood sprayed like a spring.

But he was still standing.

There seems to be some kind of stubbornness acting as his backbone.

The blood kept pouring out.

As death drew near, the hatred in the eyes of the traitor lord continued to diminish.He shook and fell to the ground.

Lu Zhengkang walked heavily towards the constantly twisting and struggling lord, bone nails slashed across the ground, like wooden branches scoring lines on the sand, spreading out a layer of powder, these are the stone powder stripped by the scattered sword light.

He lifted the bone nail and pierced the traitor lord's back little by little, piercing his hardly beating but powerless heart.

A large pool of blood spilled from under the lord's body, and he stopped struggling, but his body was still trembling slightly.

There was no madness in the traitor's eyes. He spit out a mouthful of blood and said softly, "Good job, soldier."

Lu Zhengkang asked him, "Are there any wishes?" This is the winner's right.

"No, no...I just missed the past, when I was a young man... It was so happy flying and hunting in the wasteland... I'm sorry..."

"You don't have to apologize, you don't have to apologize." Seeing the lord's eyes gradually dimmed, Lu Zhengkang gently comforted him.

"...Tell them for me, there is nothing wrong with strength..." He whispered, suddenly twisted violently, and threw Lu Zhengkang away. He stood up again, the wound no longer bleeds, because the blood was empty.

"Light! Radiant light! Guardian! Attack!" He let out a desperate and stern roar like a beast, and then fell completely. This time, he didn't get up again.

Lu Zhengkang was thrown into the air, feeling a trance.

The soul energy was drawn away in a large amount, and he felt his thinking was as dry as ever, like a machine running out of fuel.

He was in the air, looking through the roof torn by sword light, looking at the green sky, where there were pure white roots all over the place, so beautiful, so gentle, and a few dragonfly-like slender creatures leisurely in the corner of the field of vision To fly.

The world is far away and the body falls.

Lu Zhengkang fell heavily to the ground and bounced and rolled for several weeks. He heard the dying roar of the traitor lord, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He just lay on his back, panting, looking at the pure sky.

For a long time, he sat up, stood up swayingly, and walked to the traitor, trying to pull out his bone nails, but looking at his dead body, which was nailed like a sinful tombstone, he thought for a while and took his hand back.

Now there are two bone nails left on his back, the sharpest and the shortest.

The fence gate of the agency had been twisted and broken, and Lu Zhengkang left the building smoothly.

The front is where Mrs. White is located. A small passage is full of corpses, and white glowing roots spread out from the wall.

Going to the end, came to a bright and vast cavity.

The empty ground was covered with the bones of the traitor praying mantis, with a huge black sphere like a heart in the center, and countless white roots extended from it.

There is a circular entrance on its surface, and a knight who is pure white as an elf lies beside the entrance.

Lu Zhengkang had never seen such a beautiful and quiet insect. This was Delya, one of the five knights of the kingdom. The queen waited close to him and died after exhaustion.

Bowing his head in silence, Lu Zhengkang felt sad for the death of a noble knight.

The body of the knight may decay, but the spirit will always guard the territory.

Without disturbing Delya's body, Lu Zhengkang gently entered the heart-like sphere.

Pass through the narrow and dark corridor and step into a strange space where light and dark are intertwined and black and white are integrated.

The stalwart body of the white lady is tightly wrapped under the scales, like a mermaid's body, sitting on a plain rock in a graceful posture.Her magnificent root system diverged from her head, spreading light.

If Lu Zhengkang had seen those impressive insects as lone stars in the clear night sky, this one is the sun that illuminates the deep sea.

Perceiving the visitor, Mrs. White opened her eyes, but her jewel-like eyes were godless and hollow.

Gentle words flowed slowly from her husband's population, and the pheromone she released made people feel very comfortable.

"An unexpected guest came, who are you?"

Lu Zhengkang replied respectfully: "I am a holy nest bug who seeks the power of a container. I implore you to grant three rhizomes. I need three masks!"