"Pegmont has the most perverted characteristics in the world, more terrifying than He Tangtang, and even more powerful than Han Qingyu."
Wen Jifei made this judgment in his mind when he hung up the phone, but frowned.
Although the chief of staff had just spoken the last paragraph in a relaxed tone, Wen Jifei's feelings were not the same.
Because now Pegmont's standard for judging one's own strength is Aoko.
Qingzi did not succeed in killing this large group of sharp points. This fact is before his eyes. The casualties and difficulties of Xixi's sharp soldiers are also before his eyes.
He was forced to fight Dai Er one on one and has not returned yet. Once he loses...
Of course, Wen Jifei could say that this was because Qingzi was seriously injured after Wanren came to court. That way, Pegmount should not, for the time being, equate his strength with that of his serious injury.
But this, the extended logic: He would also think that he couldn't cut through so many big points, and if he cut for a while, he would be seriously injured.
Currently, in the eyes of humans, even the peak Chen Buxu cannot do this. No matter how ignorant and arrogant Pegmont is, it is certainly impossible for him to have that kind of self-understanding and directly surpass Chen Buqi.
"Logic! Logic..." A firm logic construction is actually far more difficult than imagined. Because of anxiety, Wen Jifei even forgot to shoot. With worried eyes, he looked at Pegmont's running figure again.
The twelfth lap!
He wouldn't have thought that he would be tired, would he?
"Ouch, why are there so many of these things? There are so many!" Pegmont felt depressed for a moment, and then said, "Haha, it turns out that when I chop an ordinary big tip, I also chop melons and vegetables, and it's a single chop. one slice……"
"It's a pity that I don't know how to operate tens of thousands of dead iron weapons."
"Is that that bastard's characteristic? His characteristic is a magnet? No, a magnet for death?!"
"So powerful, such an enviable characteristic. Well, what exactly is my characteristic? Isn't it really about resisting beatings? Isn't it easy to die? But every time I get beaten, it really hurts and hurts. It’s not a serious injury, and it needs to be treated..."
Previously, Quan Weilan told Pegmont that his characteristic is that he has tenacious vitality and cannot die.
He had believed it so completely that he was willing to die for it.
But starting last year, he became a little shaken, because during the Zenith War, when he witnessed Han Qingyu kill Dai Er with a knife, Pegmont's heart trembled.
The first time I felt scared in my life, it was a fear of death.
His body consciousness told him that if that knife struck him, he would definitely die.
After that, Pegmont began to rethink and explore what his own characteristics were.
Of course, this kind of thinking is only occasional, and he only sighs when something happens. Most of the time in his life, he will not care about something for too long.
In fact, at this time, it would be good even if he could think that his characteristic might be a perpetual motion machine. Just like the sharp warriors of the stream suspected. That way he can continue to be like this.
However, Fenmao's mind was definitely different from ordinary people's, and he didn't think so. He couldn't figure it out and gave up.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
"I can't cut it all, there are too many."
"I seem to be tired!"
Thinking of this, Pegmont conveniently replaced a tube of concentrated source energy block and at the same time turned his head and shouted to Wen Jifei: "Then why hasn't the bastard come back yet?"
Wen Jifei hesitated for a second, wanting to say that Qingzi was injured, but the moment he opened his mouth, his lips were tightly closed... He couldn't say it.
"Chai Dai, that thing ran too far. Those who refused said it even ran into the crater." In the end, Wen Jifei could only say this perfunctorily.
"Oh!" Pegmont responded with "Ode" at the same time. With an explosion, he closed his sword and spun up, taking in the whole situation.
"It's not an option to continue like this. It seems I can't hold on any longer," he said.
Wen Jifei's heart skipped a beat, "It's over."
This is very correct logic, because it’s seventeen rounds! Even if it were Aoko who was in peak condition, she probably wouldn't be able to hold on now.
However, when Pegmont thinks like this, when his body and consciousness give him such a judgment... this is a very dangerous signal.
His strength is still slightly weaker than Aoko's peak state, and he can compete with Dai Er's state. This is his firm self-awareness.
According to what the Chief of Staff just explained, it is useless to encourage and wear high hats. You can coax him, praise him, and tell him that he can do it, because it is just empty talk without logical support. Pegmont will not believe it. Naturally, there will be no judgment of self-strength improvement.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be better if Wei Lan told him early that he is invincible in the world and invincible in the universe?
"There is nothing we can do. Why don't I go rush to the traction field and try." Just as he was hesitating, Wen Jifei heard Pegmont's voice again.
When the sound came, others had already gone to the traction field to kill.
"Don't! Stay here!" Wen Jifei blurted out before he could think.
But Pegmont didn't hear it, or maybe he heard it but ignored him. Pink Peg is a person who has her own ideas. In this world, except for her mother's words when she was a child, she has never listened to anyone else's words.
With pink hair flying, Pegmont's figure continued to rush towards the traction field...
In fact, the only feasible solution that Wen Jifei had just thought of was to keep Pegmont here. When he was tired, let him go back to the center of the battle formation to rest for a while. After he was well rested, he could continue to go out to "chilong".
Then, see if we can wait until Qingzi comes back...
Or a He Tangtang who swallowed the superior flames of Qiong.
…………
In the Erebus Crater, He Tangtang changed the source energy blocks from time to time. The ultra-limited defense state consumed a huge amount of energy. He seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of his own flesh.
No one could understand how powerful and terrifying his willpower was that allowed him to stand on the slopes of the volcano for such a long time with his top level strength.
He Tangtang didn't think about it himself, because his entire mind was still confused and his body was extremely sluggish.
The image of swallowing Qingzi kept reappearing in his mind, and his whole heart seemed to have been torn into pieces countless times.
"Boom!" Suddenly, there was another loud roar of magma rolling inside the mountain.
"Here it comes!" It was as if the consciousness of the scavenger was telling He Tangtang that food was about to appear.
Because this time the rolling of magma is clearly rising, like an oil well eruption.
coming!
boom! In the crater of the volcano that was already continuously erupting, a huge stream of magma, several times larger than normal, rose into the sky with a sound, rising two to three hundred meters.
He Tangtang subconsciously leaned over, lowered his head, shrunk his chest, and used the large piece of dead metal he brought to block the top of his head and back to protect himself.
Therefore, he missed a scene.
In this scene, the impact of being rejected is captured.
At the top of the rising magma, Major Qing suddenly turned around, holding the pillar sword in both hands, and struck hard at the magma pillar below.
The upper half of the magma column is divided into two parts.
In the second half, something seemed to have been knocked down by him.
…………
"Crash", a large amount of magma hit the dead iron piece "bang bang".
Finally, the voice gradually became quieter, and He Tangtang turned his head and looked above the crater.
"...Qingzi."
There, above the falling magma, Han Qingyu's body was lying flat in the air. There were no weapons on his body, his limbs were hanging down weakly, and his whole body seemed to have lost control...
"boom!"
In a state of free fall, Han Qingyu's body hit the ground next to the crater heavily.
The crater, where lava suddenly stopped erupting.
Maybe it was temporarily destroyed.
Or maybe it was because of the eruption just now that it was temporarily hollowed out.
"Qingzi." It was not a shout, but a small and unconscious call to him.
The body's consciousness automatically reduced the contact area with the magma. He Tangtang stood on tiptoes, his eyes dull and numb, and slowly walked towards the body on the ground.
This unintentional and tiptoeing forward posture made him look like a scavenger that had been waiting for a long time and finally came out of the shadows, ready to start feasting on the food he was unable to resist.
"Aoko."
"Aoko."
No one knows what kind of psychological struggle He Tangtang went through during this period, but the answer is obvious. He decided to do it, do what Qingzi said himself, and do what Manji told him.
Then, he fought his way back to the towing field. No matter whether he could save Xixi Fengrui's brothers or not, he would die there... he would definitely die.
The lava finally flowed cleanly from his body. Han Qingyu's body moved slightly. He turned his head and slowly opened his eyes to look at He Tangtang.
He couldn't move and was dying.
He Tangtang saw it, looked at him, and continued to walk forward step by step.
As I walked, tears fell silently.
He Tangtang is a person who finds it difficult to shed tears, very difficult, very difficult. Maybe at this moment, he didn't realize that he was crying.
The tears just kept flowing.
People also kept walking forward slowly.
"Qingzi." He was already very close, close enough to see Han Qingyu's eyes clearly. He Tangtang continued to murmur, his devouring characteristics slowly surging.
"……No."
The first word Han Qingyu uttered was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but the look in his eyes at this time made him look a bit dumbfounded.
After trying again, he spoke again anxiously. The situation was a little better. Han Qingyu twitched the corners of his mouth and said softly: "No, Tangtang, it's almost done."
While speaking, Han Qingyu looked towards the side of the crater.
There was still the sound of lava rolling down there...
"...Huh?!" After two seconds, He Tangtang came back to his senses. His eyes were stunned and confused, and he looked at Han Qingyu.
"Eat it, okay?" a soft tone.
"Both of us are about to die. For the sake of us being brothers, even though I often messed with you... I was wrong. Eat it, okay?"
Han Qingyu was still weak, but with a smile on his lips, he looked at He Tangtang and pretended to beg.
