This endless world

Chapter 378 Kong...and Witch (1)

The intensity of the battle began to escalate.

Two fast and indistinguishable figures were engaged in a fatal chase in a corner of the city. Sometimes they were entangled together, showing off their superb skills as the most outstanding assassins to each other; sometimes they were separated at the touch of a finger, leaving broken pieces in the air. traces and black light...

These two geniuses, who also come from a family of assassins, were constantly crisscrossing each other like dancers on the tip of a knife, and together they played a waltz called death. The steps under their feet turned into swift wind, and the weapons they waved intertwined into shining thunder. Although it was just a battle between two people, the powerful power of the fourth-level gene lock caused everything around it to be destroyed. All.

"Your movements are slow..."

The sword light that could shatter the space was absorbed by the black spiritual light, but irreversibly left a scar on the body covered with black runes. Even in the extremely fast mobile battle, Zhao Zukong still had the ability to speak. Yu Li: "How long can you hold on...my little apple?"

What followed was a tsunami of blood-colored light that filled every space around her. No matter how Zhao Yingkong used her clones to the extreme, the blood-colored light still clung to her traces. After the heavy blow, dots of blood appeared on the ground, and the black rune pattern on Zhao Yingkong's body suddenly dimmed a few points.

"Even if the light of your soul can absorb and offset the light of my soul, even if it can offset 99.9%, it will not be able to achieve a perfect balance and the damage will still accumulate..."

Zhao Zukong kept walking: "You are familiar with me, but I am also familiar with you... Our genes come from the same source, we spent our childhood together, we are the same people."

"So brother, what do you think we are?"

Facing Zhao Zukong's words, Zhao Yingkong raised her head slightly. Although there was still spit blood at the corner of her mouth, her smile was still awe-inspiring and the light in her eyes had not faded. But Zhao Yingkong's simple words made Zhao Zukong, who was about to stab out the dagger in his hand again, forcefully suppress the ominous red light in his eyes.

——We, or the children born out of the “empty” plan, what exactly are the “same people” in your words?

This was the answer that Zhao Zukong was looking for when he was on the island, and he did not hesitate to sneak into the assassin family with Zhao Ruikong; this was the reason why Zhao Zukong massacred his brothers and sisters for the second time a few years later, and finally entered the main god's space; Even though he was haunted by the inner demons of reincarnation, this was the truth that he had been wanting to explore ever since he came to the main god's space, and when he was awake after a rare midnight dream...

"We are created living beings..."

These were the words that came out of Zhao Zukong's mouth. This man with bloodshot eyes was still attacking, but unexpectedly, his tone miraculously calmed down a lot, and the movements of his hands involuntarily slowed down. So one minute, just to finish these words.

It seemed that even the inner demon that had swallowed up almost all of his body and mind had to give way before this obsession that he had persisted for a long time: "We are transformed people forcibly cultivated by a certain method. We are the old people from the Assassin family. A deformed creature created by the undead for their own ambitions and selfish desires."

A moment's hesitation was enough to become a fatal flaw. The twin swords flashing with black light swept forward like mercury. The target was Zhao Zukong's throat... If this cross slash hit, then his neck would be hit. The head will be cut straight into four pieces!

The exchange of words revealed flaws, but Zhao Zukong would not be defeated because of his soft heart. The reason why strong people can be strong means that they have the room to be careless and conceited.

Zhao Zukong's neck bones cracked, causing his neck to deflect in an incredible direction. While twisting his own bones, he narrowly avoided a white jade hand that took advantage of the situation. The young assassin raised his feet sharply, dodging the three-yuan heavy halberd swept by another slender hand. He let the weapon, which seemed a bit out of place in the assassin's hands, cut a long crack of hundreds of meters in the ground beneath him. .

"...And we are born with a fatal flaw."

He didn't even stop speaking. His calm tone was like a bottomless spring, containing countless sorrows and dripping blood: "It's not only the genes that are defective, but also our spirit, our Life, the light of our souls..."

His attitude was indifferent.

However, it was so indifferent that he paid the price in an instant.

A broken bone is only a minor injury to the fourth-level gene lock. When Zhao Zukong's neck was restored to good condition again and he was telling his sorrow, Zhao Yingkong's next attack had arrived.

White light flashed, and the powerful and heavy Three-Yuan Heavy Halberd disintegrated in an instant and turned into three weapons of different shapes. This move was so wonderful that even Zhao Zukong's eyes couldn't help but shrink. He twisted his body to dodge Sanhua's direct thrust, and the dagger moved forward to meet Yaksha's blade accurately, but in the end he was unable to dodge the sudden black light on Huiguang.

Just being contaminated by black, the skin on Zhao Zukong's chest began to collapse, and the flesh and blood turned into pure black. However, the sharp red light on his other hand also appeared on the girl's jade neck at the same time, leaving behind A subtle red line.

The next second, the two figures retreated violently at the same time.

"It hurts. It seems that I dote on you too much, little sister."

Zhao Zukong stared down at his almost cut open chest, as if he could see the red beating heart in it.

"I don't need your so-called doting."

Zhao Yingkong also wiped the red light on her throat. Her speaking voice was a little weird, which was a sign that part of the trachea had been cut open.

Just like Zhao Zukong opposite, this injury is nothing to the fourth level, but Zhao Zukong's name for her made the assassin girl bring a trace of nostalgia in her words: "I am not the same as before. That little girl... because I have become a complete adult."

"Complete?"

Zhao Zukong chewed on these two words, and a completely unrecognizable bitter smile appeared on his supposedly handsome but distorted face: "Little sister, you are wrong. We are incomplete, no matter as a person or as a person." As humans and as creatures, we are all incomplete.”

"Our birth was a mistake, we shouldn't exist, just like the name of the plan, just like our name..."

"...We are 'empty'."

I forgot to set up automatic updates, sorry.

I'm writing, there should be an update in the early morning.