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Chapter 1277 - 1277 639 The fight ends dining begins (4000)

Chapter 1277: 639 The fight ends, dining begins (4000) Chapter 1277: 639 The fight ends, dining begins (4000) “Five Palm Strikes, is this your limit?”

The Gale roars, the core of the noticeable shock wave in the air.

A broken fighter plane embedded in the earth, its left half completely collapsed, fragmented. Only the right half stands tall, its entire lower body buried in the ground, leaving only the imposing but pitiable upper body armor exposed. An iron right arm obliquely supports itself on the Earth.

Crack, crack, crack, the grating sound of metal friction, then the huge head lifts.

Beneath a grid-patterned silver-white heavy mask, two red lights flicker.

“Xiadu, now, it’s no longer your era…”

Boom!

The iron palm fiercely hits the ground, and Golem Casio, embedded in the earth, shoots upwards, easily rising out. Black mud and gravel peel away, rolling over the cracked armor, sketching out a contour of blood and iron. With feet on the ground, Golem Casio raises its head to the sky.

At this moment, a blood-colored moonlight shines down, forming an elliptical light column that just envelops the Golem’s body.

The red color flows over the grim armor surface, as if it were fresh blood.

“Heh, heh… the second time… although it’s just a projection…”

In the sky above, the overlapping double moons ‘giant hand that grew out no longer moves an inch, just like a machine that has lost power. With fingers spread, blocking the vault of heaven, only in the palm, a massive fist-shaped hole penetrates it, revealing a blood-colored sky.

Tens of breaths ago, the last strike, a fist against a palm, unleashed earth-shaking power. Both the Golem’s body and the sky-blocking palm print were badly damaged.

When two great forces collide, both are injured!

However, the injuries of one of them are the most worthless.

Huff… wheeze…

Loud breaths and gasps continue, lifting a gale in front of the Golem’s body, sending sand and rocks flying everywhere. At the same time, cracks in the Golem’s armor everywhere, even across the entire left half of the body’s broken cross-section, emit a blazing white light. Life vibration energy sweeps across like a Tsunami.

The Golem is recovering from injuries all over its body at an exaggerated speed.

In the sky, another battlefield, a chaotic hurricane shreds the cloud layer.

A black smoke silhouette and a blood-colored meteor crazily entangle, fighting in every corner of the sky, like two twinkling, leaping stars. It’s seen that both move at incredible speeds, each move already too fast to be clearly visible, only a blurry, violent combat shadow can be seen tearing apart.

Bang bang bang bang… Boom!

Thunder roars, the black smoke silhouette explodes in the air, and like rewinding time, continuously folds back to the previous World Brand location. Xiadu’s bizarre World Brand ability is almost insoluble, terrifyingly so.

Just now, during the simultaneous clash of the fifth palm of the Overlapping Double Moons and Casio, Blood Vulture Dominant Fist erupted violently, attempting to kill Xiadu hundreds of times, yet returning without success. And now, his finishing move seems about to repeat the failure.

Buzz buzz buzz…

The double moons, already fused together in the dome, suddenly appear to split into double images.

That, like overwhelming moonlight, wraps and covers the World of Calamities’ earth’s dreadful will, begins to rapidly decay and weaken. Correspondingly, the blood-colored moonlight quickly dims, and the catastrophe energy in the air rapidly declines in activity.

Xiadu, who was in a life-and-death struggle with Blood Vulture Dominant Fist, continually retracing his steps, suddenly blurs, twisting and distorting, faintly showing signs of disintegration. With a bang, an arm burning with blood-colored flames smashes Xiadu’s black smoke silhouette, killing him again. At the previous World Brand location, black smoke is re-condensing, but its color is much darker and the process much slower.

The phantom of the Blood Vulture Bird flashes by, and before Xiadu can re-condense his silhouette, he is blown up again by Blood Vulture Dominant Fist in mid-air. Bang bang bang bang bang, five consecutive explosive sounds occur, Xiadu is killed five times in a row. At the seventh World Brand location, black smoke condenses, but only barely forms a head.

Xiadu’s face hovers in mid-air, its expression fierce and terrifying.

His aura is extremely weak, even falling out of the Dark Ultimate Level tier, belonging to the trivial type that Blood Vulture Dominant Fist can obliterate on a whim.

And all of this is brought on by the mad decline of the primary will.

Looking up at the sky, the giant hand left with a large hole in the palm rises thunderously, continuously shrinking and shortening. It’s as if, at the position of the Overlapping Double Blood Moons, a black hole Vortex is sucking away, rapidly losing power.

“The primary force’s projection has taken five palm strikes, consuming a huge amount. And the last confrontation even damaged the primary will, that damn guy…” Xiadu’s head gnashes its teeth, turning to look towards the ground.

At this moment, Golem Casio also seems to have a premonition, glancing sideways.

The gaze of two powerful wills, crossing distances of ten thousand to a hundred thousand meters, staring at each other distantly yet seemingly as if they’re clashing close by.

Thunderously, the sky-covering giant hand completely retreats back into the moon, disappearing from sight. And the two Blood Moons completely separate, the extra one rapidly dims, representing the inevitable retreat of Xiadu’s will.

This also causes the head confronting Casio to blur, on the verge of disintegration.

But even if the power is about to completely collapse, Xiadu’s head still targets Casio, his eyes fixedly staring, like two deep abysses.

“I remember you now, I remember your face! Casio!!”

Under that seemingly devouring gaze, tens of thousands of meters away, Golem Casio’s mask falls off, revealing a face cold and indifferent. On that face, a grim smile gradually blooms with pleasure and provocation, sinister and scary. Chainsaw-like sharp teeth terrifyingly white.