Chapter 126 I'm going to use your skull as a bowl
The lich whose phylactery was destroyed no longer had the power of immortality.
But in the face of death, the pure white child seemed very calm, so calm that he didn't look like a lich performing a transformation ritual for immortality.
"well done."
Unexpectedly, the lich Dom began to praise, praising the enemy who had killed him, praising the person who would inevitably destroy Dom's royal power.
The Holy Flame of Judgment ignited, constantly destroying the structure of the Lich Dom, which collapsed from the bottom up. Sparks kept jumping out of the Holy Flame from the body of the Lich Dom, gradually heading towards destruction.
Ignoring the lich Dom's praise, Mo Cheng asked, "What do you want to do?"
Ignoring the surprise on the lich Dom's unchanged face, Mo Cheng continued to speak, "The bone spear in your hand is not good-looking. Breaking your magic shield has already consumed all my strength. If you want to fight back, I can't avoid it. The bone spear that had just condensed to the final stage has been dispersed again. Are you seeking death?!"
"Haha, sharp observation." The lich Dom did not confirm or deny, but instead chatted with the enemy like an insignificant person, "It's just that there is no need. Even if you can still launch a final attack with the bone spear, you just can't dodge it."
He nodded silently. If the lich Dom had launched a bone spear as a last-ditch effort, Mo Cheng would have been unable to dodge it. But he had also kept a trick up his sleeve. The holy light that burst out at the last moment was enough to offset the fatal bone spear.
The holy fire on the lich Dom has burned to his chest. When the holy fire burns to his brain, the lich Dom will completely disappear without any trace.
"The fate line on your body is a little weird. Hmm, with that guy's eyesight, he shouldn't be able to see you."
As if he had thought of something, the lich Dom said, "Help me kill the Mad King Dom."
Dom?
The lich Dom in front of him claimed to be the king of this country, so why did he ask Mo Cheng to help him kill [Mad King Dom]?
Doubts, countless doubts piled up under the name [Dom], but Mo Cheng didn't care at all, "Okay, what's the reward?"
"I will give you the knowledge in the spell book, plus the helmet ."
"You're going to die soon, so we'll pay you first and do the work later. If you agree to this, we'll make the deal."
"make a deal!"
Two white balls of light rose in the hands of the lich Dom and he handed them to Mo Cheng, "Aren't you going to ask why?"
Perhaps it was the approaching death that made the lich Dom want to confide in others, or perhaps he intended to use words before his death to make Mo Cheng more determined to kill [Mad King Dom].
But it doesn't matter, at least for Mo Cheng, he has never cared, "My conditions for accepting the mission are very simple, just tell me where to go, kill a few people, and skip the rest."
"I am his split past, the original past, representing Dom who has the best vision."
The lich Dom ignored Mo Cheng's words. Perhaps he just hoped that in the last moments, people would remember "Dom", the original and purest "Dom".
"The guy now is completely crazy, or maybe he is completely alive, but that is not that important to me. The reason why I want to kill him is quite simple. People always become the person they hated the most when they were young, and they always respond with the greatest malice to the purest self when they were young."
"He twisted me into a lich, covered my crown with dust, and turned my people into monsters that wailed and begged for flesh and blood."
For the first time, obvious anger was seen on his calm face. It was anger towards himself, the "Mad King" who had abandoned his original and purest past.
"He tore me apart and twisted me. And I left a weakness in him, a fatal weakness."
The person who knows you best is not your friend, but your enemy. The person who knows you better than your enemy must be yourself who regards you as an enemy.
"Kill him and let [Mad King Dom] know the price he has to pay for abandoning his original and purest past!"
Seeing Mo Cheng nod, the lich Dom, who was left with only a head, looked around at the corpses on the ground, with obvious sadness on his face: "Sure enough, I am not a perfect king..."
With regret, or perhaps with the answer, the lich Dom was completely devoured by the holy fire and turned into sparks in the sky and disappeared.
After watching the lich Dom die in front of him, Mo Cheng could no longer hold on, and his whole body went limp and he fell backwards.
Using the last bit of his strength to remove the tombstone, Mo Cheng stretched his body out like a [大] character and lay on the ground. "Five consecutive hits of [Time and Space Lock], the price is really not low."
[Time Lock] wants to trigger five consecutive hits, the probability of this happening is extremely low, but Mo Cheng triggered the [Time Lock] five consecutive hits and broke the magic shield of the lich Dom.
Before he swung the stick, he felt it at the moment when his strength and fighting spirit reached their peak.
He felt like he was in a long river, swimming downstream with a heavy load. Somewhere in the distance, there was a light or something else calling him. When Mo Cheng tried to swim in the river with the heavy load towards the direction calling him, at that time, he had a feeling that [a five-hit combo would definitely be triggered].
But the power of time and space is unpredictable. Mo Cheng knew that he would have to pay a price for using the power of time and space so recklessly.
Now is the time to pay the price.
His whole body was convulsing. Mo Cheng's sense of time was destroyed at some point. He could only lie there, not knowing how much time had passed. Was it just a moment? Or a hundred years?
He watched helplessly as his body aged and rotted, while maggots drilled holes in his internal organs and multiplied. Then there was no sound, no light, no touch, and all his senses disappeared completely.
What does it feel like to die?
Maybe it's like this, feeling nothing, everything returns to nothing.
Mo Cheng didn't know whether he was dead or not. He had lost all his senses, but his thoughts were still there. This undoubtedly became the most cruel torture.
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Cheng felt it again. He was being shaken, and at the same time his hearing returned to normal, and he heard someone calling his name.
"...Open your eyes, Mo Cheng, I am Wendisa..."
The voice was unreal. As his senses continued to return, Mo Cheng finally saw clearly who was shaking him vigorously.
"Let go, Wendissa, you're going to shake my bones apart."
Mo Cheng quickly stood up, his body intact, and the feeling just now seemed like an illusion.
A hellish hallucination.
Wendisa had obviously been through a great battle. Her left hand was twisted into a position that a normal person couldn't do, and her feet were limping, but she had a bright smile on her face.
"Are you okay? Where are the guards?"
"Kill them all. How's your side?"
He raised his hand and summoned holy light to stop the bleeding from Wendesa's wound. As for the injuries on her arms and feet, he would have to wait until he returned to untwist the bones.
Hearing Mo Cheng's question, Wendisa laughed even more happily. She took out the head tied to her belt with her right hand and said, " Bennett made a gladiatorial yoke and tried to fight me to death. I hacked him to death. Look, this is the trophy. I'm going to go back and make his skull into a bowl."
