The water beads disappeared completely.
If he gets those three ultimate water crystals, with the endless energy provided by the water crystals, he can still survive this fire phoenix that destroys the world.
But the water crystal is in Mo Fan’s hand!
"Huh Huh Huh~~~~~~~~~~"
Some of the more tenacious plants are turning into charcoal bits and pieces.
The moist soil dries as hard as rock, even cracked and blackened.
The extremely dense tropical forest disappeared completely. With the fire boundary parallel to the horizon as the width, it was pushed into the depths of the forest. In the vast tropical rain forest, such a bare area suddenly and horrifyingly appeared, risking the possibility of dissipation. Get rid of the heat!
A man whose clothes and skin were burned, half-bent, like a fire-burned clay Buddha statue kneeling at the border of the fire boundary. It was too miserable to look at.
He is Wu Ku.
He tried hard to get up several times, but he could only maintain such an almost prone movement.
He tried hard to raise his head, but all he saw was a pair of feet with blazing footprints, walking towards him step by step.
"Kneeling to atone for your sins will not alleviate your sins." Mo Fan said to Wu Ku.
"I will not surrender to you, an ordinary person..." Wu Ku wanted to stand up, but the moment his leg bones supported him, he screamed in horror.
His legs are bone but not flesh! !
It was burned, even the bones were charred! !
Wu Ku screamed like crazy, and the more violently his body twisted, the more skin and flesh on his body peeled off.
How could Wu Ku have thought that his body had been roasted into this state?
Now he really looks like a ruined Buddha statue that has been burned in a kiln, which is very consistent with the literal meaning of falling apart!
"Water, water, water..."
Wu Ku started to crawl, and the skin on his hands fell off like dry soil.
But he was still crawling hard, trying to climb to Rehe.
There is water in the hot river.
As long as you give him water, a person with his special physique can revive his life.
The water will replenish all the moisture he is missing, and even allow his skin and flesh to slowly grow back.
As long as there is water, he can come back! !
Finally, we climbed to a place where we could see the Rehe River. With a little magic, we could make the water in the distance pour by itself...
However, the next moment, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Rehe is dry! !
The Jehol River, which stretches for hundreds of kilometers and comes from melting icebergs and rainwater from the Andes, has completely dried up.
There was no trace of water, only endless dryness, cracks, and even flames rising from the cracks on the surface!
"Give it to me, give it to me! Give me those three Ultimate Water Crystals!!"
"I tell you everything, I can tell you everything, give me the Ultimate Water Crystal!"
"I don't want to die, I can't die!!!"
"Please, please, have mercy..."
Wu Ku grabbed Mo Fan's trousers, and his body was peeled off until only the bones were left.
"If you are not very good now, Buddhists pay attention to immortalization. Although your soul will go to hell, your body will be transformed. Congratulations, you have achieved your lifelong dream." Mo Fan laughed from the bottom of his heart.
If Wu Ku truly believed in Buddhism, he wouldn't be so cruel and unprincipled!
He will not regard life as a bloody game when he is bored!
"Elder Shadowborn, please make arrangements for this. Before he still shows signs of life, give him a five-star soul ferry trip." Mo Fan said to Elder Shadowborn.
The elder Shadowborn got tired of playing Kui Ao, and had long ago left it to the younger ones. He didn't know how many pieces he was divided into by those shadow ghosts who had been bored for thousands of years.
Now here comes another more interesting one!
This Wu Ku is the favorite of the Shadowborn elder!
Mo Fan beat his body like this, and his soul has no resistance...
Little Loach never accepts the dead souls of the Black Vatican.
But the shadowborn elders were extremely welcoming.
If Mo Fan is the Fire King of Hell, then the Shadowborn Elder is definitely the appointed executioner.
To torture the soul, the Shadowborn elders can use hundreds of methods on one person, never doing the same thing every day!
Nowadays, the Shadowborn guards are constantly innovating in their methods of killing, and that's not all because of the evil elder Shadowborn.
"I can tell you everything, don't you want to know..." Wu Ku almost turned into a plea.
"No, I just want you to taste the pain of death. I heard from my brother that you kowtow to Bo City thirty-four thousand six hundred and seventy times. Then before you die completely, your soul should experience thirty-four thousand times." Let’s die a thousand, six hundred and seventy times.” Mo Fan said to Wu Ku.
When Wu Ku heard this, he wanted to use his magic power to break up his soul immediately.
But he has no ability now. He can only watch his soul being dragged out by the Shadowborn elder.
The Shadowborn elder dragged, humming a strange tune.
He is best at matters between souls. Although the 34,670 ways to die are indeed a bit difficult, the key is to always try.
It really doesn't work, I still have so many subordinates under my command, and recently there have been many Shadowborn guards with strange ideas and tricky angles. Together, they can always complete this arduous project.
The Shadowborn elder suddenly discovered that following a human like Mo Fan, there would always be unexpected rewards. The best ones like Wu Ku were really rare in a century.
…
Wu Ku finally had only his bones left.
His facial bones were even slightly deformed, perhaps due to the fear he experienced during his lifetime.
Death is just the beginning.
The philosophy of the Black Church also respects this, so now Wu Ku can indeed understand it.
His dead soul will exist for a long time, and his atonement begins now! !
Wu Ku's dark bones were packed away.
Mo Fan always needs to give an explanation to the people of Bo City, and just this bag of bones can give the souls who are unwilling to leave in the blood-stained land a little peace of mind.
Although the real culprit has not been solved and Salan's whereabouts are still unknown, this executor can give Mo Fan the confidence to go back to express condolences.
…
"What a courage, what a courage!!"
Just after Mo Fan finished tidying up, an unfriendly voice came.
Mo Fan looked at the burned area and found a man with sharp eyes, holding a brown scepter, standing less than 200 meters away from him.
Mo Fan didn't notice him before.
Moreover, it is impossible for him not to know that the destruction just now was caused by himself. If he dares to come, it shows that the other party is not afraid of him at all!
"Who are you?" Mo Fan raised his head and asked.
"You killed my heavenly master and went wild behind my camp, but you asked me who I am?" The man with the brown scepter laughed, his smile was without any warmth.
"Are you the leader of the brown regime army?" Mo Fan suddenly realized.
"Give you two choices."
"How come there are always people like you who like to give others choices? Just do whatever you want, don't ask about this or that. If you want to seize power, just go and seize it. Don't use such disgusting methods." Mo Fan said directly. cut him off.
"First, die now. Second, join my political power and expand my territory for me. Your strength can barely make up for the loss of not having a heavenly master." The man with the brown scepter said it true!
(End of chapter)
