Chapter 1330 - 1020: Lullaby

Chapter 1330: Chapter 1020: Lullaby

Suddenly erupted into action.

The shadow spreading from beneath Huai Shi’s feet rapidly transformed into the Ruins, sealing inside and out.

Then, after casting off the disguise of the Dog-headed Man, Huai Shi drew his sword, stepping onto the table and lunging forward, the Sword of Virtue penetrated the Snake-faced Sacrifice’s throat, pinning it to the chair.

Yet it was still not dead, sounds of shattering echoed continuously from all over its body.

The Gem Ring, the Bone Necklace, and a Pale Scale under its collarbone quickly lit up, but then dimmed and extinguished under the suppression of the Ruins.

Under the crushing essence of the Ruler of the Rotten Dream, most of the relics instantly crumbled.

The counterattack died before it was born.

The Snake Face struggled with difficulty, yet its blood was ignited by the radiant flames of the Sword of Virtue, engulfing it in a burning cage, unable to move.

At the same time, Huai Shi’s other hand swung out, the Blade of Resent surged, spanning several meters in an instant, sweeping across the front of Bull-headed Warrior Mod’s throat.

Mod only felt a chill on his throat, unable to make a sound, but seeing the Snake Face attacked, he unhesitatingly punched towards Huai Shi!

In an instant, blood spurted out from the throat, but soon after, before it flowed much, it unexpectedly healed completely!

Pessimistic, gloomy thoughts flashed through his mind with the slashing of Grudge, causing his actions to stall for a moment, but even so, that terrifying power stirred thunderous roars within the seal of the Ruins.

Instantly clashing directly with the Blade of Resent, the sharp blade tore through his palm, wedged into his arm. Meanwhile, the noise of bones grating emerged from Huai Shi’s arm.

Incredibly, it dislocated from the counter-shock!

Such a feeling was so long-missed, but Huai Shi’s movements didn’t stop, stepping onto the table, leaping up, the Axe of Anger materialized, the burning axe blade slashed down, instantly severing the horns, embedding into the skull.

Chords swept across.

In an instant, deep intersecting slashes appeared on Mod’s body.

Yet the bones were excessively hard, so hard that Huai Shi’s Source Armament could not immediately sever them.

Disregarding the Spear of Compassion piercing through the shell, Mod reached out to draw a sword, exchanging injury for injury, instantly plunging the longsword engraved with vicious curse scripts into Huai Shi’s shell.

"Kill him, Mod!"

From the chair, Snake Face could not help but sneer.

Mod’s vitality, even if he jumped into a volcano he could rapidly regenerate, thinking of killing him with sword and blade was simply wishful thinking!

But then, it finally sensed something amiss.

Why did that sharp blade forged with half of Iron Flame City’s curses fail to pierce through Huai Shi’s chest and out from his back?

Instead, it sank slowly like into a mire, disappearing bit by bit.

No matter how Mod gripped tightly, trying to pull it back.

From this brief daze, a distant sound of tide suddenly echoed in the narrow room, the tide roared.

The whale song faintly resonated.

And Huai Shi, raised his fist, aimed at Mod’s face, swung out a punch!

The Minotaur’s hoarse roar, similarly raised his fist, smashed towards Huai Shi—then, the sound of collapse incessantly rang, bones shattered like mud.

But what shattered was not Huai Shi’s arm.

It was most of the Minotaur’s body!

As if it was crushed head-on by an estate falling from the sky, under A-Fang’s empowerment, the Endless Strength disintegrated in an instant.

Along with half of its head was smashed into pulp!

Then, before it could recover, Huai Shi’s body nimbly supported his shoulder, landing behind it, suddenly stomping towards the back of the knee.

Accompanied by the skin-crawling crisp sound, the Minotaur’s reverse joint knee along with its bones surpassing steel were crushed.

Involuntarily, fell to its knees.

On its broken face, blood and flesh grew rapidly, Mod lifted the arm pierced by Grudge, attempted to attack Huai Shi behind him, but the blood-colored radiance of Grudge embedded in the arm crazily extracted his blood and life.

Immediately after, a rope appeared in Huai Shi’s hand, encircling its neck, rapidly forming a knot, under Huai Shi’s pull, tightened!

Mod’s regeneration abruptly halted.

The Minotaur roared.

Vast power continually burst forth, attempting to break free, but couldn’t escape the entanglement of The Sorrow of Index.

That vigorous vitality like a monster played no role, even the force capable of toppling a city had no effect under the restraint and suppression.

Asphyxiation came abruptly.

On that incomplete face, the single eye filled with blood veins widened in despair,

It wanted to call for help, but couldn’t make a sound, only the feeble hissing emerged from its throat. It raised its hand, reaching for the face behind it, struggling to pull, but to no avail.

The hand gripping the rope was as steady as iron pincers.

Gradually constricting.

Only hoarse, deep singing emerged beside the ear, reverberating in the despairing darkness.

"Sleep, sleep, my dear baby. Mother’s hands gently rock you."

Huai Shi calmly gazed at the summit, singing softly, "Sleep, sleep, my dear baby, father’s arms forever protect you—"

On the chair, in the flames of Virtue’s radiance, Snake Face waited in a trance.

Desperately watched as Mod’s actions gradually stalled, being consumed by death bit by bit.

But what terrified him more was the face behind Mod, which had never changed throughout, was neither vicious nor cold.

Such gentle and calm expression, just like embracing an infant.