Chapter 942 - 942 941 Tragic

Chapter 942: 941 Chapter Tragic Chapter 942: 941 Chapter Tragic Bang!

The base of the bone pillar table and chairs had burst open a hole.

Fortunately, the chair had a self-repair function; otherwise, the White Giant Elder seated on it would have definitely fallen off.

The ribs caved in, and the body was severely twisted at a 180° angle.

Count’s just-launched attack plan was not wrong.

Summoning Bloodhounds to perform a pincer attack from both sides… yet, who knew Novikov, seemingly transformed into a different person, his reaction speed and physical fitness had increased by several levels.

He crushed the Bloodhound in one hand.

Then, with a high-speed sidekick, he directly hit the front of Count’s body, his internal organs were in complete disarray.

Fortunately.

The physical quality of the Count was not to be underestimated; more precisely, it was the blood properties activated by Han Dong’s body combined with Count’s consciousness, which also had strong regenerative abilities.

But…

Not long after the Count had recovered, using a vertebrae sword to support his body, he stood up again.

The figure emitting the aura of a terrifying creature had already enveloped him.

Novikov, possessing ten arms, was able to handle various forms of close combat and switch between different movements.

Currently, in the flat area of the Temple, he was using ‘Crawling Mode’.

Relying purely on the biological power and structure for propulsion, he could maintain the speed of a motor vehicle for a long period.

Under specific circumstances, he could burst out with astonishing speed.

At the simple physical level, Han Dong at this stage had a significant gap compared to Novikov… even Han Dong, seriously observing from within, was shocked by the biological traits displayed by Novikov.

At the same time, Novikov’s ten arms attacked from different directions in various forms.

“This… Seeing through!”

The Count, mimicking Han Dong, used the Demon Eye.

Due to the urgency, the Demon Eye only managed to see through the trajectories of seven arms.

The Count was also quite reckless.

Even though he hadn’t fully seen through, without considering retreating to dodge, he forcefully swung the vertebral column heavy sword in his hand.

The sword blade, formed of Holy Blood under the Count’s mental control, turned into a Bloodhound’s gaping mouth, increasing its attack range.

Swish!

Even though its surface was covered with a sturdy alien shell, it was still cleaved by the Holy Blood sword blade.

Two arms, completely shredded by the sword blade, were flung into the air.

As the severed arms had taken away most of the force, the bone sword failed to cut through the target’s body.

In response… Novikov’s hidden heavy punch came straight back, with no deviation or dodging, and directly hit the Count’s skull.

Crack~

The sound of the skull breaking startled Han Dong.

The head was a vital spot.

Regardless of the intensity of a battle or the nature of an attack… the first thing Han Dong always did was to protect his head.

He didn’t expect the Count to be so impulsive.

The fist hit just above the right eye socket, causing slight damage to the skull… however, a grey tentacle emerged from the crack and immediately restored the skull to its original state.

On the other hand.

Novikov’s fist had pulverized bones; five fingers were twisted into a mess.

Just from the direct hit on Han Dong’s skull and the resulting recoil force.

“So hard… this guy’s skull is at least ten times harder than his body.

That’s typical; any individual involved in biological modification would strengthen their own weak points… enhancing the skull is pretty normal.”

…

Meanwhile, the Count, who had been hit directly by the heavy punch, once again flew out like a bullet.

Because the shock of the heavy punch was on the head… the immediate acceleration caused severe tearing between the head and neck, with 80% of the skin and muscle tissue ripped open.

Shortly thereafter.

Bang!

He was horizontally slammed into the bone pillar seat a hundred meters away.

Crack~

His spine broke due to a lateral impact.

Because of the sudden stop caused by the impact, which had already severely torn his neck, this time it completely broke… His head rolled off the ground like a ball.

When this scene was witnessed.

Professor Novikov slowed down his chase deliberately, with an expression that showed he held the winning ticket, and then turned toward the elders in the temple to display the “perfect form of life”.

Feet together, toes lifted,

ten arms slowly unfolded, each arm extending with a precise angle, exuding a unique aesthetic,

the shark fin on his back also fully exposed and upright,

covered in the white shell from the Crown Prince Alien due to his tall figure.

Novikov seemed more like a perfect fusion containing the intelligence of White Giants, Aliens, and People.

…

While Novikov was showcasing himself.

The Count, whose head was separated and spine shattered, was actually not too bad.

After all, repairing a spine was not a difficult task for Nether Blood beings, and Han Dong just needed to reattach the severed head.

The main issue was only that punch.

It had directly shattered the head causing a crack.

Although the crack had been repaired, Han Dong was quite frightened.

“Count, don’t be so reckless next time… No matter what happens, the first thing is to protect ‘the head.'”

The Count didn’t respond in time to Han Dong’s telepathic message.

It took about ten seconds before he replied, “I don’t want to fight anymore, you can have your body back… I need to rest for a while.”

“Hmm? Getting cold feet?”

This verbal pressure from Han Dong made the Count’s emotions completely erupt, “How do we fight? You tell me how I am supposed to confront him directly with the condition of this body?

We need speed, we don’t have enough.

We need strength, we’re a bit short.

My powers are restricted, I can’t use high-level Blood Techniques.

The Demon Eye can’t interpret all his movements, and I can’t use Nether Blood.

Most importantly, his regeneration ability surpasses mine, and he even possesses ‘Mythical-Level Contact’ equivalent to the Holy Sword… I quit.

After all, Lord Count, ever since I was defeated by you, I decided to face death; if I die, then I die.”

Seeing the Count so agitated, Han Dong changed his tone, soothing him from the side: “Count, you getting beaten isn’t without effect.

Honestly, I admire your recklessness, at least I can’t be reckless like that.

Plus, both attacks you initiated had some effects… The first time you sliced open his body, and the second time you cut off his arms. Such close-range damaging contact allows us to better understand Professor Novikov.

I’m nearly uncovering this guy’s secrets, you must carry through the spirit of ‘getting beaten’ to the end.”

“Getting beaten… isn’t that your containment item’s special trait? What does that have to do with me!”

“Count, honestly.

If we succeed this time, bringing back what Toad Ancestor wants, we’ll surely get a chance at Watching the Wall… and it’s from Toad Ancestor himself.

Your consciousness is intact, and since you can show physical independence with ‘Bloodhound’… you will certainly continue to grow.

By then, ‘Old King’s WatchWall’ might allow you to go through that door, peering into the original truth, reaching the level of ‘Ancestor Body’… You might then get a brand new body from behind ‘the door’, and come out completely independent.

Just hold on for ten more minutes, then leave it to me… but remember, you must protect your head!”

“Motherfucker! Let’s go!”

Several blood strands shot out from the neck, connecting to the head,

a backhand slap realigned his broken spine,

the recovered Count’s teeth clenched tightly, carrying the Heavy Sword, he charged once again toward Novikov in the center of the arena.

Pop~

Crack~

Ouch~

Ah!

Wow~

A series of beating noises and screams echoed within the Temple, even some of the White Giant Elders who were sympathetic toward Han Dong could hardly bear to look… it was just too brutal.