Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 898: Goodbye (1)

In the blink of an eye, the ball reached Mobie's head. The priest's body suddenly spread out, and his entire body stopped breathing. As he punched down, his Qi poured down like a mountain torrent. He gathered more than a thousand pieces of energy in a single meal. When his fist reached the middle of the road, he turned into a finger and his aura soared by three points.

Mobie roared and clenched his fists.

The iron fist pointed at him.

Thunder rang out in the air, and a clear fist mark suddenly collapsed on the priest's chest, causing him to spit out blood and fly backwards. Mobit's fist spat out a line of blood that stretched backwards until it felt as if a sharp object had ploughed out a blood slot on his shoulder.

The priest rolled and landed a few times in the air. He leaned forward and pounced on the ground twice. Suddenly, a chubby figure flashed across the horizon. Eliphant roared and waved his fist. The priest did not look, and with one hand revolving around his fist, the fatty spun and threw away, one of his arms twisted into twigs and his flesh and bones shattered.

The fat man landed on the ground and rolled towards the priest. His thick elephant-like legs swept across the ground like a battle axe. The rocks on the ground flew into the air, and their momentum wasn't weak either. The priest easily dodged the sweep of his leg and kicked Fatty away, leaving a footprint on Fatty's chest. When the fatty fell near Mobius, his seven holes were bleeding profusely, but he gritted his teeth and went forward to fight for his life.

Mobbit shook his head. "You go."

"No!" Eliphant shook his head resolutely.

Mobbit no longer tried to persuade him and strode towards the priest. Suddenly, his back trembled violently. The armor protecting his body was faintly visible. Mobie snorted and coughed out blood. Then, he turned around expressionlessly. The fatty retreated with one hand and smiled sinisterly, "How are you going to take your life if you leave?"

"What's your code name?" Mobie asked.

"Heart 10, but after tonight, you can upgrade to 10 spades." Eliphant said he wasn't stupid either. The fat man flew back towards A and said, "Dear President, do you feel that your Origin Energy is running out?" Yes, I did. You don't even know how difficult it is to do something under your nose. It took me a long time to get a bottle of dissociation liquid from Maine's factory. In order for you to get on the road, I have to vaporize it and evaporate it in your room through the vent. "Although the effect is a bit poor, it makes sense."

Mobius looked at him without any intention of pursuing him. "You're so greedy. Am I not giving you enough?" He said indifferently.

"Of course not. This daddy is tired of sitting in the position of general on the surface. If you want to change the position of commander on the surface, will you give it to me?" Eliphant sneered.

"How do you know I won't if you don't ask?"

Fatty was stunned.

"Of course, I won't do that because you're not fit to sit there yet," Mobius sneered.

Eliphant smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, a roar echoed.

The priest flashed towards Mobius, turned around in midair, and punched his head. The momentum under his fist was monstrous, and it had the power to shake mountains and shake cities. Mobbit exerted his strength and bent his elbow, causing a dense explosion when they collided. Mobius bent his legs slightly and suddenly shook straight, his momentum soaring into the sky. He stretched out his arms and grabbed the priest's fist. He turned around and fell on his shoulder, smashing the priest to the ground.

A ripple spread out, and a large pit ten meters long and ten meters wide suddenly opened up on the ground.

The priest in the pit had a ferocious look on his face as he opened his mouth and bit at Mobbit's arm. The president did not expect that he would be so mad, so he quickly withdrew his hand. The priest took the opportunity to spin like a top and kick Mobius away. He bounced up again and smashed into the president without any tricks, smashing his fist into Mobie's chest, causing the light armor on his body to disappear. Mobius refused to back down and punched the priest in the stomach, smashing down a few blue scales.

The priest spat out a mouthful of blue blood. He hugged Mobie's head with both hands and struck his head with a hammer. With a dull crash, Mobie leaned his foot against the priest's chest and cracked his bones.

The two of them suddenly parted, and then came forward. Both of them let go of their attacks, their fists reaching to their flesh. Not only was the earth trembling in the manor, but even the town was shaking. The origin energy collided with each other and spread out, causing small buildings to collapse and cracks to appear on the ground from time to time. The sleeping people fled the house in shock, and the unluckier ones were crushed beneath the building.

In the battlefield, both sides exchanged fights as if they didn't want to die. At this time, the two of them didn't have any defenses. Attack was the only choice. He punched out and punched out again. The origin energy of his Qi was like a thunderstorm and violently pressed down. The flames of their Qi were shining brightly. The round crater beneath their feet expanded again and again, deeper and deeper!

A clash of fists.

Mobius shook his head, his armor shining unsteadily, his aura showing signs of stagnation for the first time since the start of the war. Eliphant, who had already escaped to the side of A, laughed coldly. Then, he frowned and looked at his completely shapeless arm. The woman beside him said coldly, "You are not at a disadvantage if you exchange one hand for the Earth Commander."

Eliphant squeezed out a smile. "No loss, no loss. I earned it."

The woman narrowed her eyes and said, "Why would Mobie nurture someone like you?"

"Because he has no eyes."

"Oh?" The woman stopped talking.

In the middle of the field, the priest caught Mobius' flaw and hugged the president with his arms and legs. The president thought he was going to use the python twist, but he suddenly felt a pain in his chest and lower abdomen, and Mobie opened his eyes wide. The gray light he hadn't seen before the engraved armor on his body blossomed, followed by the sound of glass shattering, and pieces of light armor exploded. The priest let go of him and retreated. Seven or eight pitch-black bone spurs appeared on Mobius chest to his lower abdomen. The bone spikes pierced through his body, not only shattering his engraved armor, but also piercing several holes in his body.

The priest was also having a hard time. A row of holes appeared on his upper body as well, and he was bleeding endlessly. That was the price of squeezing the bone spike of the Ancestral Blade out of his body and heavily injuring Mobius. Just like he said, he had no intention of returning this time.

"Is it worth it?" Mobie did not wipe the blood from his mouth. Although the bone spikes did not injure the heart core, the berserk origin energy attached to the Ancestral Blade formed another battlefield in his body. Speaking now was also a great test for Mobius. He looked at the priest who was retreating from his ancestral form and sighed without waiting for an answer.

He sighed and tossed the bone spurs away one by one. Mobius let out a long roar, and his Qi rose and fell, instantly reaching the most intense stage of his life.

He knew that he would never climb to such heights again in his life.

The wounds on his chest left behind by the Autumn Shining Saber, the holes that the priest had stabbed with the Ancestral Blades, including the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, were bleeding. Mobie's blood flowed like an infusion, but his momentum increased a little. Without any further hesitation, he jumped over the priest's pit and charged straight in the direction of A and Eliphant.

A had a hesitant expression on his face, and then he resolutely dodged to the side.

Mobbit brushed past Eliphant in an instant.

The president crashed into the wall of flames, causing a rumbling sound to echo out, and a huge gap suddenly appeared out of thin air. Within the gap, one could see Mobit's figure that was constantly moving away, as well as a trail of blood that was left on the ground.

Mobbit flew away in the blink of an eye.

Only then did Eliphant let out a miserable scream, his face and chest collapsing at the same time, like a balloon collapsing to the ground. A looked coldly at his corpse. "You're still in the wrong." Then, his figure flashed and appeared beside the priest in the pit. The priest had regained his composure and his eyes were suffused with turbid air. He ignored the blood gushing out of his upper body and sat down.

"Mobius is such a stubborn man. He refuses to die even if it's like this. He won't be able to keep him even if he sacrifices my life. He is indeed a strong man." The priest murmured.

The woman asked coldly, "Are you still alive?"

The priest shook his head and said, "The Ancestral Blade is related to the life of the Ancestral Descendant. Otherwise, there would be no power to break through the engraved armor. However, even if the spear can break the shield, it will not be able to escape the fate of the broken spear. But now that my spear has been broken, where can Mobius' shield go?" The priest shook his head and added, "You're right to dodge. In that case, you won't be Mobbit's opponent. You're still young and you can't lose here because of a Mobbit. Plus, K is waiting to see our president off."

"I'm tired." The priest waved his hand and said, "It's true that I don't even know how to play with women. Now can you sit down and let me fuck off? At least let me smell women."

"I don't smell good at all." Even so, A still sat down.

The priest laughed and leaned on her shoulder, "You're lying. You smell so good. Ah, I wouldn't have been a priest when I was young. You know, I was a handsome guy at that time, and the women chasing after me lined up for so long …"

"Very long" He raised his hand to make a gesture, but when he reached halfway, he was still powerless to hang down.

A caught the falling palm, looked at the old man who closed his eyes and smiled, and snorted, "What's the use of saying it but not practicing it?"

"Old man, sleep well."

Mobie rushed out of the small town, turned around, and plunged into the forest not far from the small town. His figure flew like flying, flying straight. Whether it was rocks or trees, as long as they were blocked by the trajectory, they would all be smashed apart. When he left, there was only a broken path left.

The air has begun to descend.

It was only natural that there would be ups and downs. Originally, Mobie had forcefully raised his Qi Origin Energy in order to fight to the death for another A. Unexpectedly, that woman had actually stepped out of the way, so he didn't mind killing Eliphant casually. However, why would the enemy let him go? They had already killed a black-and-white clown in front of them, which was why he was on the verge of death and was seriously injured. But dying doesn't mean dying. Mobbit is confident in surviving.

Naturally, he wasn't the only chess piece on the surface. Even if he was severely injured by the Ancestral Blade, even if he survived, his level would plummet. However, the president did not rely on pure force. If someone with the strongest force could be the president, how could Capullo and Windsor Belo be just one marshal?

As long as they survived, then eight out of nine of the plans of the Guang Yin Society tonight would go bankrupt.

Just as he thought this, Mobie suddenly stopped. His pupils constricted, and his sharp gaze landed on a dark figure not far away. The figure moved forward and appeared under the moonlight in the woods. It was also a fatty. josei

"Alistair? What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to see you off, old friend," sighed the gloomy-faced fatty.