Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar - Chapter 120 - 96: War Apostle? Far Too Weak
Chapter 120: Chapter 96: War Apostle? Far Too Weak
All that remains is endless fear.
He was afraid!
In the eyes of the War Apostle, Lu Wenwu dressed in the Crimson Abyss was anything but human.
He was a demon!
A real demon!
A demon wearing human skin!
Covered in ghastly green Evil Flames, he possessed a terrifying body beyond human, able to suppress his own Recovery Ability and continuously devour his Life Energy and Magic Energy after each attack!
The intertwined evil runes of ghastly green and crimson flickered under the influence of blood, and ordinary people who were mentally unsteady would fall into intense mental terror and schizophrenia at just a glance.
This was nothing like the demon of literature!
The War Apostle gritted his teeth fiercely, and the Golden Spear that fell into the water emerged like a long rainbow piercing the sun, streaming towards Lu Wenwu’s back.
The golden Thunderbolt coiled into a sharp spiral at the tip of the spear, tearing the air apart with terrifying speed.
But who could have known, Lu Wenwu didn’t dodge or evade at all, still sneering as he moved forward to confront the War Apostle.
The heavy fists fell like raindrops, and the golden, magnificent Armor was blasted into a heap of useless scrap metal within seconds by the terrifying Demon King’s Fury.
The War Apostle resisted with all his might.
Even though his arms were torn, even though his skull was sunken, even though the Energy-condensed Battle Shield and Short Sword could not withstand even a second, he still gritted his teeth and persevered.
Even, he revealed a hint of pathological madness in his smile.
Golden Battle Spear, here it comes!
“Poof!”
The Long Spear named [War Master] did not fail its master’s intent.
It pierced almost unimpeded through Lu Wenwu’s body, stabbing from back to front, piercing both chest and heart through.
“Haha, you… you! This is impossible!”
The War Apostle’s smile suddenly froze, crying out a heart-wrenching scream like a goose with its neck squeezed.
“This is too possible!”
Lu Wenwu sneered as he punched out fiercely, directly shattering the War Apostle’s arm.
Indeed, the War Master had pierced Lu Wenwu’s heart.
Yet, the War Apostle didn’t feel any feedback of blood plundering.
The ability to restore power and gradually enhance through enemy blood seemed to have completely vanished.
Moreover, he completely lost the ability to control the Divine Artifact long spear, no matter how he urged it. The spear remained firmly lodged in Lu Wenwu, unable to budge a fraction.
No…
Not unable to move a fraction!
The War Master moved!
But it was being slowly absorbed by Lu Wenwu’s body!
It… is shrinking!
“Ah!”
The aura on the War Apostle plummeted, issuing a painful roar once more.
He could feel it, his Divine Artifact was destroyed!
The spear body disintegrated and the spear’s soul extinguished.
The man before him, like a demon, somehow used his body to “devour” the spear!
“You are a demon! You are a real demon!”
Just as the War Master’s spear was completely devoured by Devouring Heaven and Earth, the War Apostle, bleeding from seven orifices, suddenly broke down.
He abandoned all resistance, screaming madly, looking at Lu Wenwu with infinite terror in his eyes.
As if witnessing a natural predator.
This War Apostle, controlling countless lives and deaths, arrogant, rampant, conceited, one of the seven winners of the Apostle War, one of the rulers of the current World, now trembled like the most timid and docile sheep.
He was so afraid he didn’t dare to conjure a trace of the emotion known as “resentment” toward Lu Wenwu.
“The self-proclaimed divine War Apostle? Are you limited to this? You really disappoint me.”
Through those crimson Dragon Eyes in the Crimson Abyss, Lu Wenwu found such conduct of the War Apostle dull.
“Are the other Apostles all as pathetic as you?”
“Purity, too low.”
The War Apostle was beyond answering any more of his questions.
The youthful figure missing an arm trembled, clutching his own shattered legs, murmuring two words repeatedly.
Demon!
Lu Wenwu wasn’t one to torture.
Disappointed greatly, he raised his hand, concentrated, and punched forward.
The War Apostle’s head burst like a watermelon, staining the surrounding seawater red.
The Blood Bar is completely emptied.
War Apostle, death.
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ps: Happy Spring Festival everyone! Wishing a happy early New Year to all brothers!
