Infinite Evolution

"The gladiatorial flag of the Spartan clan?"

Looking at the bloody battle flag planted in the center of the battlefield, a gleam of brilliance flashed in Anger's eyes, and then he smiled faintly and said, "Use the gladiatorial flag to trap me, and then use the forbidden technique to sacrifice your own believers in the Kingdom of God in exchange for more powerful power. You are preparing to make a last-ditch effort to kill me or subdue me, right?"

"It seems that you are really different from those trash..."

Speaking of this, the disdain that had always existed in Anger's eyes finally slowly dissipated, replaced by a strong will to fight, and a kind of attention that only has when facing a real opponent.

Afterwards, he slowly clenched his fists and said faintly: "Since you are willing to give up everything in exchange for this last chance, then I will give you this opportunity. As long as you beat me, you can leave here regardless of whether I live or die. As for the others, you can rest assured that I guarantee that they will not interfere in our battle."

"Here it comes again..."

Hearing Anger's words, Pride and others who were chasing the remaining three immortals not far away suddenly felt a headache.

Although Fury is usually decisive and ruthless, he will give his opponent relative respect and even give him a chance when he meets an opponent who dares to risk everything.

But in this way, other people will inevitably worry about him. After all, Woodent is quite strong, and with the blood of believers and the strength bonus of the banner of gladiatorial combat, although he has lost the chance of rebirth at this moment, his combat power can be said to have reached the highest peak in history.

In this state, even Fury will not be easy to fight against him, right?

But the problem is that they also know Fury's temper. If they forcefully intervene at this time, they will probably face Fury's wrath...

This guy is sometimes quite serious.

"Hmph, do you think you can still do what you want at this time?"

However, Woodent obviously did not appreciate the anger. Hearing the angry words, he immediately sneered: "Since you know that this is the banner of the gladiatorial battle, you should also know that once this banner of the gladiatorial battle is used, its shield power is extremely difficult to break even if it is immortal, and once it cannot be broken at once, the power that hits the shield will be absorbed by the shield, making the shield stronger and stronger."

Speaking of this, Woodent paused slightly, then clenched the crystal sword in his hand that had turned into blood, and said coldly: "So what you said before was nonsense. Even if they wanted to intervene, they simply did not have the ability."

Crack!

However, before Woodent finished speaking, a slight shattering sound suddenly reached his ears.

Hearing the strange shattering sound, Woodent's face suddenly changed, and then he turned his head sharply and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

But there, a skinny man was sticking to the shield condensed by the flag of the gladiatorial battle. He opened his mouth wide and gnawed the blood-colored shield one bite at a time, just like eating a cookie. Under the gnawing of the man, the shield, which originally had amazing defensive power, seemed to become extremely fragile, and he really gnawed a small hole one bite at a time.

"Fuck..."

Looking at the gnawed hole on the blood-colored shield, Woodent was stunned, and an unbelievable look appeared on his face.

Who is that guy? Why would the shield that was enough to withstand the full force of the immortal strongman become so fragile under his mouth?

"Gluttony, stop, no, shut up!"

Seeing Gluttony start to gnaw the blood-colored shield, Anger could not help but roar.

"I didn't interfere with your gladiatorial battle, I was just hungry..."

However, after hearing Anger's words, Gluttony muttered and continued to gnaw the blood-colored shield.

That's right, because of what Anger said before, they couldn't help easily, but it didn't mean they couldn't break the blood-colored shield and remove the bonus of the battle flag to Woodent.

Moreover, only by breaking the blood-colored shield can they help Anger in time when he is in danger.

"Damn it!"

Woodent didn't know what Chu Xun and others were thinking. In his opinion, after Gluttony broke the blood-colored shield, Chu Xun and others would definitely rush up and besiege him to death, so he had to solve Anger before Gluttony broke the shield and the bonus of the battle flag disappeared, and lay the foundation for victory!

Thinking of this, Woodent immediately shouted coldly, jumped up, and the shadow behind him dispersed, condensed into clones exactly like him, and rushed towards Anger at a very fast speed.

This was the shadow clone he used to deal with Anger before, but was cracked by Greed. But this time, under the cover of this blood-colored shield, Greed could not crack his trick again.

"Do you really think this fancy ability can be useful to me?"

However, facing the rushing Woodent and those shadow clones, a hint of sarcasm suddenly appeared in his angry eyes, and then he suddenly waved his right hand, and a crystal-clear, dancing killing butterfly like a black crystal shot out from his palm, and then flew towards one of the Woodents at a very fast speed.

"Huh?"

The target of the killing butterfly was Woodent's real body, so the next moment, Woodent's face suddenly changed, and then a black light flashed on his body, and he directly used the shadow ability to exchange positions with another shadow clone.

But the strange thing is that the killing butterfly was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it actually cut through the space and appeared in front of his real body, marking the location of his clone again.

The killing butterfly is a special summoned beast condensed by Anger using the power of killing and the power of the Styx. It is extremely sensitive to the soul and life breath, so even if it is a real clone like Azazel, the killing butterfly can find the "body" with the strongest breath, let alone this shadow clone.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Woodent's heart sank, and then he swung the blood-colored long sword in his hand and strangled the killing butterfly directly. But the next moment, more killing butterflies condensed from Anger and flew towards him again.

Finding that he couldn't get rid of this killing butterfly, Woodent simply gave up the idea of ​​using the shadow clone to deal with Anger. His eyes condensed, and he directly merged the clones into one, then held the blood-colored long sword in his hand and stabbed at Anger with an unstoppable sword.

Buzz buzz buzz!

As he thrust out his sword, the blood-colored long sword also flashed with rich blood light and black light, and then intertwined together, turning into a terrible sword energy, rushing straight towards the face of anger.

"Okay, I'll see how strong you are now!"

Looking at the blood-colored long sword stabbing straight at him, a strong fighting spirit suddenly burned in his eyes. Then he shouted coldly, swung his right fist fiercely, and did not dodge at all, preparing to fight Woodent head-on.

Buzz!

And as the fist of anger was blasted out, a rich black-red light condensed from the tip of his fist. And under the coverage of this black-red light, the cracks on the armor of the right fist of anger were reorganized again and restored to their original state.

Boom boom boom boom!

The next moment, the black-red light surging from the angry right fist collided fiercely with the black-red sword light condensed in front of the blood-red long sword, and then in a series of violent roars, the sword light and fist light began to break and explode, and the angry right fist and the blood-red long sword also approached rapidly in the constantly exploding energy.

Boom!

Finally, after a moment, the fist and the sword collided heavily, and then a stalemate occurred in a violent roar.

Crack! Crack!

During the stalemate, a series of dense shattering sounds began to sound from the place where the two people clashed, and then, fine cracks appeared on the armor of the angry right fist and the blood-red long sword at the same time, as if they could break at any time.

Boom!

As the cracks on the angry right fist and the blood-red long sword appeared, the stalemate between the two was finally broken. The next moment, accompanied by a violent roar and a brilliant black-red light rising into the sky, the figures of Anger and Woodent flew backwards, and then crashed heavily into the blood-colored light shield, causing the shield to shake.