Chapter 945: Chapter 944 12 Chapter 945: Chapter 944 12 No mercy.
When facing Novikov, Han Dong maintained a killer mentality at every moment, aiming to kill with every move, with no pity for him simply because he was a āpersonā.
Not just because every attack from Novikov was packed with lethal intent.
More importantly,
Under the Posture of the Deceased, Han Dong was actually able to see Novikovās [Murder Business]ā¦ Aside from the demons, at least a dozen humans had died at the hands of Novikov.
For such a serial killer, for someone who obtains powers by any means necessary,
ā¦
Clang clang clang!
Collisions between hard objects sounded continuously from within the Temple.
Black sand splattered,
Glare scattered everywhere,
Utilizing the cover of the Solar Glare, Novikov fortified several layers of shell over his arms through āoverlayingā and āhardeningā, reaching the level where he could directly clash with the scythe.
However, during the clash, Novikov, with his ten arms, didnāt gain much of an advantage.
Han Dong displayed a different posture than usual, he used a black scarf to cover his eyes, forsaking his own vision to focus his mind on the Demon Eye, concentrating on the battle.
This increased the efficiency of the Demon Eye by 30%, and naturally, Han Dong himself could use it better than the Count.
He could nearly see through attacks from all directions, even predicting Novikovās next move.
If he felt his movements might be restricted, Han Dong would immediately abandon all attacks and decisively create distance.
Still, the disparity in physical capabilities was evident, itās unlikely to stand on the riverbank and not get wet shoes.
āSo fast, this is bad!ā
Fists swung from different angles, Han Dong figured out the best dodging trajectory, but his own body couldnāt keep up.
Knowing he couldnāt dodge, he quickly swung the scythe in his hand.
Crack!
A punch landed squarely on Han Dongās shoulder.
With the added effect ā [Solar Glare].
Even though Han Dongās body was made of sand grains, which granted him near immunity to physical attacks, he was still susceptible to a heavy blow.
The black sand at his shoulder evaporated instantly under the effect of the glare.
Struck by the intense blow, Han Dong flew backward and crashed into a bone column dozens of meters away.
Boom~
The column trembled, and the elders atop it nearly toppled down.
Fortunately, before the impact, Han Dong cushioned his back with a layer of soft sand, nearly negating the collision.
But the stabbing pain in his shoulder was exceptionally intense, akin to severe burns.
This type of attack was extremely dangerous, even in the Posture of the Deceased, it was possible for Novikov to execute Han Dongā¦ who would then fall deeper into Death, the Chaos Death Zoneā¦ truly dying.
However,
Slowly propping himself up, Han Dong wore a smile and showed not an ounce of fear, whispering, āThe third time.ā
On Novikovās end,
When he had just landed a punch on Han Dong, several fingers were sliced off by the scythe.
The Dead Scythe, imbued with the grudges of thousands of The Dead, once successful with a cut, would exceed Novikovās ātolerance limitā, costing him another chance at regeneration.
The fourth time
The fifth time
The sixth time
ā¦
Swoosh!
Death Qi amplified, grudges intensified.
The scythe, on its original basis, was further covered with a layer of black sand like Phantom, doubling its attack range.
Cutting from Novikovās left shoulder, it sliced his body in half.
āThe tenth timeā¦ By the way, you seem to have gotten nervous, what happened to a hundred times, a thousand times? Why do you falter after just ten?ā
The bifurcated halves of his body rapidly reformed in mid-air.
At this moment, Novikovās facial expressions had completely changedā¦ The confidence, anxiety, and anger in his eyes slowly turned into a kind of fear, a fear that was close to Death.
For that fleeting moment, when he looked at Han Dong, it was as if he saw a real Death God.
[Mythical Contact ā Hercules (Twelve Trials)]
Novikov had once accidentally obtained the Token of Hercules in the World of Fate, triggering a hidden eventā[Twelve Trials].
He partook in a trial mission designed by Fate Space according to individual levelsāa total of twelve challenges.
With astonishing perseverance and an almost perfect body, Novikov completed the incredible trials, almost crawling to the summit in agonizing pain.
Thus, he obtained this mythical contact related to regeneration.
It allowed an individual to sustain [Twelve Times] grievous injuries during combat and be perfectly repaired, even if the damage was lethal.
After the battle ended, a significant amount of energy was needed to replenish [Regeneration Times], requiring at least a month to refill the twelve regeneration opportunities.
Such mythical contact was already incredibly overpowered.
Therefore, Novikov also occupied a high position within Mendel Company.
What a pity.
Just as he was about to achieve further sublimation, he encountered an even more monstrous existence.
If not for the [20%] limitation, he might have been able to restrain Han Dong.
The current limitation narrowed the gap between them, and with the epic-level slave equipment, Han Dong closed the gap to nothing and even surpassed Novikov.
āNicholasā¦ wait!
As long as you donāt stop me from obtaining the flesh of [Alien God], Iām willing to sign a contract and assist you throughout the coming events. Even if you want to kill Tesla or the people of Dragon City, thatās absolutely fine.
All the items obtained in āPrometheusā will belong to youā¦ and after I return to the Capital City, I will not reveal any information about you and your teammates.ā
At this juncture, Novikov proposed a compromise, even willing to sign a related contract with his soul.
Because the perfection he sought was right before his eyes, he absolutely couldnāt fall here.
āAlright.ā
Han Dong immediately revealed a kind-hearted smile, quickly drafted a contract, and walked directly towards Novikov.
When the two were about two meters apart.
Crack~
The Solar Glare mark on Novikovās chest exploded, and a terrifying white Alien Skull suddenly extended from the inside, unexpectedly biting towards Han Dongās head.
Its speed and destructive power were even greater than a punch.
However.
Han Dong never intended to accept such a murdererās compromise offer and was on guard against this crafty Engineer the entire time.
Swish!
The Alien Skull bursting from the chest was severed by a scytheā¦ [Eleventh Time].
But.
What the scythe had cut through was only a hyperplastic part.
Novikovās ten arms were quite intact, and Han Dong was completely within his attack range.
Smack!
A slap sent the black scythe flying away.
In perfect form, he extended ten arms to āembraceā Han Dongā¦ planning to crush Han Dongās body with brute force and evaporate all the Black Sand with a solar flare.
After all, in his memory, Han Dong without the scythe was not enough to break through the limit of regeneration.
Butā¦
Just as the embrace was about to be completed.
As a perfect being by instinct, he felt a danger that swept through his whole body.
It was an unprecedented sense of danger, one that was truly lethal.
Novikov quickly looked down at his chest.
At this moment, Han Dong, with a black finger cot on his left middle finger pressed against the chest opening, looked up at him and asked the last question:
āYour limit is [12]ā¦ Iām not wrong, am I?ā
āNo! Iām willing to sign a slave contract; Iām willing to serve you for lifeā¦ā
Whir!
The black beam that pierced through the chest cut off Novikovās last words.
It was as if Anubis had pierced through Herculesās heart, taking away the soul of this great hero.
āSorry, my prison is already fullā¦ and besides, we donāt accept trash here.ā
As the perfect beingāNovikovāfell.
In his blurry vision, he faintly saw several extremely terrifying figures floating behind Han Dong.
At the same time.
Han Dong had also become an indescribable, terrifying existence with grey-spotted tentacles floating behind his headā¦ far beyond the biological realm.