Chapter 487 No. 30
Su Ming had already guessed that someone was watching him in the sky , and the change in the expression of the experimental subject in front of him made him realize that Xia Xiaoyu was also one of the other party's targets.
It is definitely not a coincidence that these people all have Chaos Fragments on them. It can only be considered that the mastermind behind the Mysterious Eye has acquired a technology that can mass-produce Chaos Demons.
Not only can they create Chaos Demons, but they can also give these demons an aura of fear similar to that of demons.
Although the fear aura of these people does not have the influence of a demon, and even if it can affect people's minds, it cannot achieve the effect of immunity from damage, but for ordinary psychics, this strange ability to indiscriminately affect the mind is already terrifying enough.
The oppressive feeling emanating from the other party had little effect on him. He thought it might be because the deterrence he posed to the other party was more powerful than the oppression the other party gave him, so that his intuition diluted the fear after double observation.
"Come on, you should be able to move now, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ming rushed out with his sword. In Xia Xiaoyu's eyes, he seemed to have suddenly teleported several meters and came directly in front of No. 7, making a killing move.
A faint white light appeared on No. 7's palm. The instinct for survival finally overwhelmed the fear in his heart. He raised his hand to block Su Ming's knife.
The sharp blade chopped on the white light of No. 7's arm, but was blocked by a strange force. Su Ming immediately raised the knife and chopped it down on the opponent's arm for the second time. When the blade fell for the second time, it ignited a fierce fire. After one slash, the white light with mysterious power was directly chopped off by Su Ming. The blade embedded into the opponent's flesh and touched the bones.
Number Seven groaned, glanced at Number Ten who was lying on the ground, and kicked Number Ten off the airship. Number Ten, who couldn't fly, fell rapidly in the air like a falling object from a high altitude, and was barely stopped from falling until the watching experimental subject swooped down from a high altitude and caught her.
Su Ming saw this scene, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "You are quite loyal and righteous. Who were you before you became like this?"
Number Seven clenched his teeth and said nothing. He gathered white light with his other hand, and after briefly accumulating power, he shot it towards Su Ming's belly.
Su Ming focused his eyes, and suddenly exerted force with the long sword held in both hands, directly cutting off the remaining half of the arm!
After the arm was cut off, the samurai sword continued to move forward and stabbed into the opponent's thigh, while No. 7's fist hit Su Ming's belly solidly.
After being hit by a punch with 100% force, the wooden deck under Su Ming's feet cracked. No. 7 felt that the power of his fist was completely dispersed by the opponent's supernatural armor. A large part of the original huge impact force was transmitted to the place where his feet stepped, and another part was directly dissipated in the air and turned into energy that disturbed the airflow.
He had never met anyone who could defend against his daylight. Even No. 30 could only penetrate his daylight but could not defend against it.
But Su Ming defended himself without even moving his body.
This terrifying tyrant body completely shocked No. 7. He glanced at his companions in the distant sky with his peripheral vision and shouted in his heart: Did you all see it? You all saw it! If you saw it, leave here quickly! Tell my father all the information about him. It is impossible for us to defeat this man alone... It is also impossible to take the girl away from him!
The experimental subjects who were watching the battle from high in the sky did not guess what No. 7 was thinking at the moment, but they were as surprised as No. 7. No. 7's strength was among the best among them, and the power of his supernatural powers was well known to everyone, but just now, his terrifying light was blocked.
Number 30, who was sitting on the shoulders of his two brothers, had a much more serious expression than before. He had a new assessment of Su Ming's strength.
"His defense is very strong. He can even block the daylight from Brother Seven. No. 10, what do you think of him now?" asked No. 30.
"His...his flame has become smaller again." Number 10 said tremblingly. She thought for a moment and added, "Smaller than before."
"How does it compare to mine?" Number 30 turned to look at Number 10 and smiled warmly like a sunny boy.
Number 10 opened her mouth and adjusted her breathing. After getting away from Su Ming, her trembling body that was unable to move finally calmed down.
"It's smaller than yours now, but the one before... should be bigger than yours. Ah, but I'm not particularly sure. His flames twisted around like tentacles. Although they were huge, they cannot be measured in ordinary ways." Number Ten replied softly.
"The strength is constantly fluctuating? Is it that he gets stronger when facing a strong opponent and weaker when facing a weak opponent? The stronger the combined strength of the people participating in the battle, the greater his strength will be, and vice versa?" No. 30 came up with a guess that seemed to fit the situation.
Number 10 was slightly stunned, and recalled the previous battle. He found that Number 30's guess seemed to be very correct. Su Ming became stronger from the time they started the first round of attack on Su Ming. At the beginning, before being pierced by Number 12, Su Ming's flame was so small that it was almost invisible.
But right after being pierced by No. 12, the pressure emanating from him and his combat abilities in all aspects increased incredibly and crazily.
And now… with most people dead and only Number Seven left to confront him, Su Ming’s flame was slowly getting smaller.
"It's possible...it's possible that it's true!" Number 10 said excitedly.
"No wonder my father said he was the strongest in the world. Hahaha, so this is what he meant!" A monster with a crocodile head and horns on its head said in a male voice.
"The more people there are, the stronger they are. If we fight alone, we will become weaker. It is indeed very interesting." No. 30 smiled and said, "I think I should give it a try."
At this time, on the deck of the airship, Su Ming abandoned attacking with swords and simply bombarded No. 7's body with his fists and feet. His attack was weakened after passing through No. 7's supernatural armor, but it was still powerful enough to easily break the opponent's ribs, even though No. 7's rib structure was several times stronger than that of humans.
He pinched Number Seven's shoulder with one hand, his fingers completely embedded in his flesh, blocking the gap between his bones. With his other hand, he kept hitting Number Seven's torso, making Number Seven vomit blood. His internal organs kept vibrating under Su Ming's attack, becoming a mess like jelly on a vibrator, and his vitality quickly flowed away from his body.
Number Seven knew that his journey had ended here...after all, he still couldn't get out of that laboratory.
In a trance, the other brothers and sisters who survived the experiment appeared in front of his eyes, and suddenly his heart was beating.
You guys, have to survive.
"Someone is here to rescue you."
When Number Seven heard Su Ming talking, he felt dizzy and then fell heavily to the ground.
The next second, a foot stepped on his chest. The huge pressure made him open his mouth to scream, but all the air in his lungs was squeezed out by that kick, and all the pain finally turned into a silent scream.
From his extremely calm expression at the beginning to his ferocious expression now, he has already gone through the second half of his declining life. But when he saw a shadow passing over his head and then a figure falling from the sky, shattering the glass roof and landing on the deck, No. 7 was filled with despair.
“Ahhh——!!!” Number Seven let out a low, hoarse roar, and his eyes seemed to be shouting “Why did you come down?”
Number 30 glanced at Number 7 and waved his hand calmly: "Brother Seven, don't worry about it. Don't you notice that he is getting weaker?"
After saying that, No. 30 turned his head and looked at Su Ming. His eyes were full of expectation and fighting spirit, mixed with undisguised confidence and arrogance.
Su Ming held his neck with one hand and slowly turned his hands to stretch his muscles. There was a faint smile on his pale face. He looked at the Chaos Demon in front of him who looked like a human being, and felt the fear and pressure emanating from the other party, which was several times that of No. 7.
This opponent is undoubtedly the strongest in the opposing camp. He doesn't understand why the opponent jumped down from above alone. Does this guy think he can fight him?
Indeed, he might not be a match for this kid now, but he only needed to get beaten and the strength would be reversed immediately.
A very strange feeling arose in Su Ming's heart...power.
What you see when you have power is different from what you see when you have power. Even for the same person, when his power changes, his thinking will change. Su Ming feels that this change is positive.
Before he successfully merged with the Hell Conqueror and unlocked the Command Mode, his combat power was definitely not enough to overwhelmingly defeat these Chaos Demons that suddenly appeared before him.
Before that, his idea of completing the task was to return to the Seven Gods Alliance, and work with his master and others to eliminate all the Mysterious Eye members within the four major alliances, and then use the power of the four major alliances to eliminate all the remaining Mysterious Eye members.
At that time, he was fully aware of his own powerlessness and that the evil organization he was facing was too powerful. He had to rely on other external forces to defeat the opponent, so his thoughts and plans revolved around winning over and forming alliances.
But now, Su Ming's thoughts have changed. Once he has enough strength, he can skip the unnecessary steps and directly destroy the last enemy.
At least now, in his eyes, these attackers sent by the Mysterious Eye are no different from ants.
They were so cowardly and arrogant that they seemed to have information about him, but they had no idea how big the gap was between their imagination and reality.
Su Ming removed his right foot from No. 7's chest. No. 7, who regained his air, immediately shouted angrily, "Why did you come down?"
Number Seven stared at Number Thirty with wide eyes. The despair in his heart was no different from the pressure Su Ming had just brought to him.
He had always believed that No. 30 was the first experimental subject among them to walk out of the laboratory and gain true freedom...but he was still growing and his character was not yet perfect.
He could have been free, Seven thought.
"Seventh Brother, what are you worried about? You don't think I'll be the same as you, do you?" No. 30 sneered. Although his tone was contemptuous, it also contained a comforting meaning.
Although there is a huge gap in strength between No. 30 and No. 7, the relationship between the two is not just a pure fighting partner. There is a tacit and intimate relationship between the two, which Su Ming can clearly sense.
"Very good, I'm still thinking about continuing." Su Ming said.
"You are a lot like us. You can generate a strange kind of pressure from yourself. Even I am a little nervous." No. 30 said insincerely with a calm expression.
"You guys just talk too much. You always pretend to be able to sit down and have a good talk. It makes me impatient when I see you." Su Ming said coldly.
Above the deck of the airship, the glass cover used to isolate the external airflow had become riddled with holes, and the cold wind kept pouring in from outside. Xia Xiaoyu in the back was shivering with cold, but still staring at Su Ming intently. Jiang Xueying sat on the ground leaning against the wall of the cabin, her expression much calmer than before.
But she was also confused. The chaos fragments in her body told her that the boy in front of her possessed much more demonic power than those monsters just now, which meant that his strength was far beyond those strange things just now.
But for some reason, he did not show the same fear and pressure as those monsters just now, which was not normal.
Could it be that... that fear aura-like ability can actually be turned on and off?
“Thump, thump, thump!”
There were footsteps coming from the cabin behind him. After settling Lei Qianxin and Zhou Yuhao, Jiang Yichuan came back outside. There was still some smell of Lei Qianxin's feces and urine on his body, which was almost unbearable.
"How is it?"
"It seems that it is not our turn to take action. Your colleague is much stronger than you." Jiang Xueying stated the facts while also being sarcastic.
Jiang Yichuang didn't care about it and just nodded to show that he understood.
"Xiao Ming is very strong. He is a genius like Ye Xing... He has surpassed Ye Xing now."
"Let's do it." Su Ming suddenly spoke.
He created a brand new blade and slashed at No. 30. No. 30 raised his finger and made an elegant stroke. It seemed as if countless sharp blades flew through the air. In an instant, the weapon in Su Ming's hand was cut into countless pieces, and Su Ming's hand was also sliced directly.
Of course, only the muscles and skin on Su Ming's arms were sliced, and his bones were still very strong.
"Oh? You can actually block my cut! Very good!" No. 30 opened his eyes wide, looking very surprised.
“Run!”
Number Seven said as he struggled on the ground, his consciousness beginning to blur. However, Number Thirty turned a deaf ear to his words and didn't even bother to respond. He just raised his hand again.
Su Ming looked at the neat cuts on his arm and showed a surprised expression: "It's a little stronger than I thought."
The next second, he teleported and dodged the slash from number 30.
One of the weaknesses of the Hell Conqueror is that when it receives instant damage, its combat power will not increase dramatically immediately.
