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Chapter 653 Hunting Begins
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out, and a pink meteor streaked across the air, its long shadow hitting the flame target. The flame target exploded instantly, and the tornado of flame was also torn open by the powerful power.
Then came a disgusting sound of strength tearing through flesh and blood. In a very short time, muscle had already been cut open by the bullet. The mind bullet, condensed with all of Quentin's power, blasted through King Cobra's scales, creating a blood hole the size of a basketball.
"Boom!"
Like the sound of a high-explosive grenade, the bullet that had penetrated into the flesh unleashed its secondary effect, exploding like a bomb. To destroy an impregnable fortress, one must start from within; the same principle applies to dealing with superhuman with strong defense power.
King Cobra's long tail exploded, turning into minced meat and a mist of blood that filled the air. In the scarlet haze that obscured line of sight, the golden seven-headed snake scepter emitted a strange light. The snake eyes, made of gems of different colors, seemed to stare at everyone who cast their gaze upon it.
No, He was doing just that.
The snake eyes made of seven-colored gems emitted a strange light behind the scarlet blood mist. Everyone who cast their line of sight upon Him was drawn in and gradually lost themselves.
Johnny, who was flying in the air, gradually lost power and fell from mid-air. Due to inertia, he rolled a few times in mid-air before falling to the ground and lying still. Ben, who was originally wrestling with King Cobra, also tilted his head and fell to the ground.
Apart from Quentin, who had fainted due to exhausting his mental energy, both of the others on the battlefield lost consciousness and fell into the fantasy woven by the Snake Staff.
King Cobra's miserable scream from his severed tail gradually turned into unrestrained laughter. His plan had succeeded. He had long known that these guys' goal was his precious Snake Staff. How could the insidious him not take advantage of this?
Rather, the reason why the other party was so concerned about the Snake Staff was intentionally created by him. King Cobra had noticed that since he first used the Snake Staff to display great power, these people would more or less divert some of their attention to the Snake Staff.
He could just take advantage of this. He only needed some feigned movements and a little illusion art to deal with everyone present. Although he had lost a tail, he had gained an opportunity to escape.
Besides, as long as he could communicate with Set again, this injury would recover quickly. As long as the Snake Staff was still there, he could make a comeback.
Now, he just needed to take advantage of the time when these people were being misled by illusion art and escape with the Snake Staff. The difficult part had already been overcome. Now, he just needed to turn around and grab the Snake Staff in mid-air.
Just turn around, then reach out, and finally escape.
With a smile that had turned manic due to pain, King Cobra twisted his soft body and reached out to grab the Snake Staff falling from mid-air...
"Whoosh!"
A sharp sound pierced his ears. A purple shadow streaked across the air, flying straight towards the Snake Staff that was emitting a strange light. Its speed was even faster than King Cobra, who was closer to the Snake Staff.
King Cobra, who was still laughing maniacally just a second ago, gradually shifted towards terror as the purple shadow entered his peripheral vision.
"No..."
"Crack!"
The purple shadow slammed into the Snake Staff. In a crisp sound, the Snake Staff shattered into countless fragments, and King Cobra's heart also shattered into countless fragments along with it.
"No! No! No!"
King Cobra crawled towards the fragments of the Snake Staff with both limbs. He tried hard to pick up the fragments on the ground with his hand, as if he wanted to piece them together. His manic appearance was shocking to behold.
"My power, my future, my everything, my everything!"
King Cobra spoke while collecting the fragments on the ground, completely ignoring Johnny and the others who had regained their mind because the Snake Staff had been destroyed.
"Ow!" Johnny clutched his shoulder. "My body hurts so much, like I was hit by a car. It's really strange, how did I fall from mid-air?"
"My head is so dizzy." Ben rubbed his head and got up from the ground. Looking at King Cobra, who was facing away from him, scratching and clawing at the ground, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.
This was natural. Because of the illusion art, both Ben and Johnny's memory had gaps. In their impression, it was like watching a garbage clip of a movie, where the plots before and after were completely disjointed.
However, Ben, who was battle-hardened, although he didn't understand what had happened, he would definitely not give up this opportunity of the enemy having his butt facing him. This was definitely a good timing for a sneak attack.
However, before Ben could sneak attack, King Cobra turned around first. His eyes were bloodshot, looking as if they were congested with blood. Venom mixed with saliva kept flowing from his mouth, making him look like a rabid dog with a disease.
"It's you! You destroyed my Snake Staff!" King Cobra's venomous gaze passed over Ben. Obviously, his hatred came from behind Ben.
This hatred, almost materialized, made Ben feel curious. Quentin was not behind him. Could it be that the person who destroyed the Snake Staff was not Quentin? Or did Quentin change position and fire that gun?
"I will make you pay for all of this with your life!"
Before King Cobra's words faded away, he had already transformed into a emerald green gale. Before Ben could even react, he had charged to behind him. His speed was so fast that Ben couldn't help but feel ashamed.
If it weren't for Johnny and Quentin's restraint, he might not even be able to touch the other party alone. This speed was really too exaggerated.
By the time Ben turned around, King Cobra had already charged far away. Following the direction of his charge, Ben also saw his goal. It was a strange guy wearing a British naval overcoat and an old-fashioned diving helmet.
That guy had a slender body, looking like a model who often appeared in comic series. His temperament was also different from an ordinary person. His standing posture always gave people a feeling of being battle-hardened, making it impossible for Ben to see through his weakness.
"Huff!" Two streams of white vapor spewed out from the oxygen tube of the diving helmet. That person extended his right hand forward, and a purple streaming light gradually elongated in his palm, eventually turning into a stick.
With a slight movement of his right hand finger, the stick composed of purple energy began to wave in his hand. During the waving process, a blade and forks also grew out of one end of the purple stick, making it look like some kind of harpoon.
"My name is Karn," Karn said calmly, completely ignoring the manic King Cobra.
"Here, I conduct a great hunting, and dedicate the spoils of this battle to my master, the great **Highbreed**, the omnipotent God of Magic, the Supreme Celestial who is above everything!"
Raising his gun and lifting his leg, Karn launched a charge towards the prey in his presence.
(End of Chapter)
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out, and a pink meteor streaked across the air, its long shadow hitting the flame target. The flame target exploded instantly, and the tornado of flame was also torn open by the powerful power.
Then came a disgusting sound of strength tearing through flesh and blood. In a very short time, muscle had already been cut open by the bullet. The mind bullet, condensed with all of Quentin's power, blasted through King Cobra's scales, creating a blood hole the size of a basketball.
"Boom!"
Like the sound of a high-explosive grenade, the bullet that had penetrated into the flesh unleashed its secondary effect, exploding like a bomb. To destroy an impregnable fortress, one must start from within; the same principle applies to dealing with superhuman with strong defense power.
King Cobra's long tail exploded, turning into minced meat and a mist of blood that filled the air. In the scarlet haze that obscured line of sight, the golden seven-headed snake scepter emitted a strange light. The snake eyes, made of gems of different colors, seemed to stare at everyone who cast their gaze upon it.
No, He was doing just that.
The snake eyes made of seven-colored gems emitted a strange light behind the scarlet blood mist. Everyone who cast their line of sight upon Him was drawn in and gradually lost themselves.
Johnny, who was flying in the air, gradually lost power and fell from mid-air. Due to inertia, he rolled a few times in mid-air before falling to the ground and lying still. Ben, who was originally wrestling with King Cobra, also tilted his head and fell to the ground.
Apart from Quentin, who had fainted due to exhausting his mental energy, both of the others on the battlefield lost consciousness and fell into the fantasy woven by the Snake Staff.
King Cobra's miserable scream from his severed tail gradually turned into unrestrained laughter. His plan had succeeded. He had long known that these guys' goal was his precious Snake Staff. How could the insidious him not take advantage of this?
Rather, the reason why the other party was so concerned about the Snake Staff was intentionally created by him. King Cobra had noticed that since he first used the Snake Staff to display great power, these people would more or less divert some of their attention to the Snake Staff.
He could just take advantage of this. He only needed some feigned movements and a little illusion art to deal with everyone present. Although he had lost a tail, he had gained an opportunity to escape.
Besides, as long as he could communicate with Set again, this injury would recover quickly. As long as the Snake Staff was still there, he could make a comeback.
Now, he just needed to take advantage of the time when these people were being misled by illusion art and escape with the Snake Staff. The difficult part had already been overcome. Now, he just needed to turn around and grab the Snake Staff in mid-air.
Just turn around, then reach out, and finally escape.
With a smile that had turned manic due to pain, King Cobra twisted his soft body and reached out to grab the Snake Staff falling from mid-air...
"Whoosh!"
A sharp sound pierced his ears. A purple shadow streaked across the air, flying straight towards the Snake Staff that was emitting a strange light. Its speed was even faster than King Cobra, who was closer to the Snake Staff.
King Cobra, who was still laughing maniacally just a second ago, gradually shifted towards terror as the purple shadow entered his peripheral vision.
"No..."
"Crack!"
The purple shadow slammed into the Snake Staff. In a crisp sound, the Snake Staff shattered into countless fragments, and King Cobra's heart also shattered into countless fragments along with it.
"No! No! No!"
King Cobra crawled towards the fragments of the Snake Staff with both limbs. He tried hard to pick up the fragments on the ground with his hand, as if he wanted to piece them together. His manic appearance was shocking to behold.
"My power, my future, my everything, my everything!"
King Cobra spoke while collecting the fragments on the ground, completely ignoring Johnny and the others who had regained their mind because the Snake Staff had been destroyed.
"Ow!" Johnny clutched his shoulder. "My body hurts so much, like I was hit by a car. It's really strange, how did I fall from mid-air?"
"My head is so dizzy." Ben rubbed his head and got up from the ground. Looking at King Cobra, who was facing away from him, scratching and clawing at the ground, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.
This was natural. Because of the illusion art, both Ben and Johnny's memory had gaps. In their impression, it was like watching a garbage clip of a movie, where the plots before and after were completely disjointed.
However, Ben, who was battle-hardened, although he didn't understand what had happened, he would definitely not give up this opportunity of the enemy having his butt facing him. This was definitely a good timing for a sneak attack.
However, before Ben could sneak attack, King Cobra turned around first. His eyes were bloodshot, looking as if they were congested with blood. Venom mixed with saliva kept flowing from his mouth, making him look like a rabid dog with a disease.
"It's you! You destroyed my Snake Staff!" King Cobra's venomous gaze passed over Ben. Obviously, his hatred came from behind Ben.
This hatred, almost materialized, made Ben feel curious. Quentin was not behind him. Could it be that the person who destroyed the Snake Staff was not Quentin? Or did Quentin change position and fire that gun?
"I will make you pay for all of this with your life!"
Before King Cobra's words faded away, he had already transformed into a emerald green gale. Before Ben could even react, he had charged to behind him. His speed was so fast that Ben couldn't help but feel ashamed.
If it weren't for Johnny and Quentin's restraint, he might not even be able to touch the other party alone. This speed was really too exaggerated.
By the time Ben turned around, King Cobra had already charged far away. Following the direction of his charge, Ben also saw his goal. It was a strange guy wearing a British naval overcoat and an old-fashioned diving helmet.
That guy had a slender body, looking like a model who often appeared in comic series. His temperament was also different from an ordinary person. His standing posture always gave people a feeling of being battle-hardened, making it impossible for Ben to see through his weakness.
"Huff!" Two streams of white vapor spewed out from the oxygen tube of the diving helmet. That person extended his right hand forward, and a purple streaming light gradually elongated in his palm, eventually turning into a stick.
With a slight movement of his right hand finger, the stick composed of purple energy began to wave in his hand. During the waving process, a blade and forks also grew out of one end of the purple stick, making it look like some kind of harpoon.
"My name is Karn," Karn said calmly, completely ignoring the manic King Cobra.
"Here, I conduct a great hunting, and dedicate the spoils of this battle to my master, the great **Highbreed**, the omnipotent God of Magic, the Supreme Celestial who is above everything!"
Raising his gun and lifting his leg, Karn launched a charge towards the prey in his presence.
(End of Chapter)
