Chapter 134 Ozma retreated and the curse of blood again (200 equals plus updates)

  A lightning bolt galloping over, one life is two, two is three, three is twenty-four!

  In an instant, the world around him turned into the domain of swords, and the twenty-four divine swords were above the sky.

   Among them, three are the most special, one is formed by the condensation of lightning, one is full of evil curses, and the other releases heavy flames.

   Before Ozma understood what happened, the attack followed.

  The twelve swords fell to the ground, echoing the twelve swords in the sky, and the world of swords was fully formed, so the sand turned into swords, the air turned into swords, everything was a sword!

  A tangible sword fell from the sky, carrying countless invisible swords for the first slash.

  A tangible space leaped out of the ground, carrying countless invisible swords for the second slash.

  In almost an instant, twenty-four consecutive slashes were completed, the speed of the slashes became faster and faster, and the strength of the slashes became more and more ruthless!

Ozma himself was in a period of weakness after a big battle, and he failed to block the first sword due to carelessness, and was hit continuously by the next twenty-three swords. He could only resist the blow with his own body. Liang Yue's last and strongest 'Storm Style'!

   "I say! That's it!!"

  Countless sharp swords were washed away, and bloodstains appeared on his body. Ozma let out a rage, releasing the power from his body without reservation.

  The power of chaos distorts the world in all directions, and the world of swords collapses after twenty-four strikes!

  The Thunder Sword Wheel of Suffering fell from the sky and landed on the soles of his feet. Ozma was bathed in blood, and nearly ten huge bloodstains appeared on his body.

  He laughed back in anger

   "What a Liang Yue! What a principal of the Maou Spiritual Art Academy! What a hero in the world of souls!"

   "Don't you want to protect this world? Don't you want to protect Death? Don't you want to protect nobles?!"

   A huge ring of darkness gushed out from Ozma's body, and it spread throughout the Soul Soul Realm almost in an instant.

   And... spreading...

   Still spreading...

  The barrier between the Soul Realm and the Void Circle was completely shattered, and darkness surged into the Void World.

   "I want you to live in betrayal forever, and I want you to know that the world you have worked so hard to save is the soil that breeds demons. The people you protect with all your strength are the seeds that give birth to demons!"

  What the **** did he do? What has he changed?

  After the Dark Circle, nothing changed, but no one believed that Ozma did nothing.

   This kind of unknown change is the most terrifying, and not to mention this unknown unknown change, just look at the huge demon shadow standing in the center of the world, who can stop it?

   Who can stop it? !

  Yamamoto Motoyanagi was out of strength, the head of the monk's army was "dead", Liang Yue was seriously injured and dying, and the zero and thirteen teams have reached their limit in dealing with the pentagram...

   Is this world going to be destroyed from now on?

  The answer is of course no!

  After the huge power was released, Ozma felt even weaker, and...

   The revenge method he thought of, without these people, wouldn't it be too boring?

   It is to make these people feel the unforgettable pain before he can destroy the world with satisfaction!

  And... As a former Grim Reaper, Ozma knows very well that the best way to eliminate them is not natural disasters, nor disasters, nor the oppression of alien species and wars from the outside world.

  External pressure will only make this race explode completely after extreme oppression, and then a huge power will be born from it, enough to change the world.

  He adopted a man-made disaster—that is, let the **** of death destroy himself.

   This sounds like a fantasy, but under the power of Ozma, it is not impossible.

  For them to kill each other, the first thing is to cause them to be suspicious of each other. Once they are suspicious of each other, they will not be able to cooperate seamlessly. As long as they cannot maintain cooperation in the face of annihilation, then the extinction of human beings is already certain.

  He released the curse of blood similar to that of Bakal at the beginning, awakening the demons in people's hearts and souls.

  Once succumbing to the demon in his heart, he will become a bloodthirsty pretender. Although his appearance and memory have not changed, it is just a disguise.

  Once the time comes, the pretender will kill the people around him, that is to say...

  Even the closest and most trusted people will become able to betray themselves at any time under the curse of blood.

Under the power of Ozma, you don't know who is the pretender, he may be your colleague, your officer, your friend, your teacher, your lover, your parents, they may have been with you before You have lived and died together, maybe you have been kind to you like a mountain, maybe even talked and laughed with you in the last second...

  But in the next moment, they will turn into demons, revealing their fangs, piercing your chest with their blades, and trampling your heart with the most vicious faces and words!

   It is such a trustless world where no one dares to take it lightly in front of others, and the world is full of suspicion...

  This is the pain Ozma wants the world to feel!

   "Death gods, although killing you is as easy as crushing an ant in your hand. But that is too kind to you..."

"Hahahaha! I will watch you from the throne, watching you guard against each other, watching you struggling but being killed by your closest relatives, your death will make me feel happy !"

  The space behind him shattered with a click. In front of the dark passage, Ozma laughed loudly, and slowly sank into it under the shocking eyes of the gods of death.

   until…

   completely disappeared...

  The moment Ozma's figure dissipated, all the darkness in the Soul World dissipated. People looked at the dilapidated land, at the distorted space, at the wreckage of buildings, and at the deep space of the universe!

   Without saying a word...

   Ozma backed off... So, did they win?

  Of course not counting...

  Their home, their Jing Lingting was broken; a large number of death gods died; the unknown power of darkness spread out, and I don’t know what impact it would have; the culprit who caused all this is still alive...

  Unprecedented defeat, self-proclaimed as the center of the Three Realms, who have always looked at the virtual circle and reality with a high attitude, this is the first time they have experienced such a humiliating defeat.

   "Before the effect of the unknown power released by Ozma is not reflected, everyone is not allowed to leave without permission."

  Barely recovering a little bit, Shigekuni Yamamoto stood up and looked at this world that was going towards the end, in his heart...

Mixed feelings…

   But this is not the time to grieve, nor the place to grieve!

  The past disasters have passed, and the survivors must look forward to a new future and prepare for new disasters!

   "All members of the thirteenth team of the court, gather together and rebuild..."

   "Jing Lingting!"

  (end of this chapter)