69novels Chapter 336
Chapter 336
Thick smoke was seen rising up continuously like a surging black wave.
As if driven by an invisible hand, it quickly spread and enveloped the entire ring area in darkness.
The smoke was pungent and thick, as if it was going to devour all life, making it difficult to breathe and blurring the vision.
In this suffocatingly dense smoke, an astonishing scene gradually emerged - a giant pit with a diameter of 100 meters appeared in front of us!
The pit was like a giant beast with a big mouth, bottomless, and steep walls.
If the ring had not been specially strengthened and reinforced before, I am afraid that this huge pit would continue to spread with a devastating force,
and everything around it would be involved, causing more serious damage and impact, and even the entire battlefield might be on the verge of collapse.
At this moment, at the bottom of the pit, Jiren Zamasu was lying on his side.
His body was covered with wounds and blood, and his originally powerful aura became weak, like a candle flickering in the wind, which could go out at any time.
His clothes were torn, revealing the torn muscles and wounds underneath. Blood continued to seep out of the wounds, gathering around his body into a dark red pool of blood.
Despite this, he still lived tenaciously, but he had obviously lost his ability to move, and could only lie dying in this cold pit, with a trace of unwillingness and despair in his eyes.
At the same time, in the viewing room in the tenth universe, Rumsey stared at the big screen in front of him, his eyes did not blink, as if he was afraid of missing any details.
There was a trace of doubt and worry in his eyes, his brows were slightly frowned, the muscles on his face were tense, and he muttered to himself: "Success...success?"
His voice was low and hoarse, full of uncertainty and anxiety, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned white because of the force.
Jiren Zamasu in the deep pit was shaking his arms with difficulty, trying to use his last strength to rescue himself from the pit.
Every movement would cause a sharp pain, as if countless steel needles were piercing his body, but he still clenched his teeth, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes revealed a firm determination.
He took a lot of effort to finally straighten his head, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
His head was like rust, moving extremely hard, and then began to look around.
At this time, he was looking for the figure of Sun Wukong, his heart was full of uneasiness and expectation, and he asked himself over and over in his heart: "Did it succeed?"
But at this moment, a sudden feeling of heat came from behind him without warning.
This heat not only did not bring him the slightest warmth, but instead made him feel a chill on his back.
Although his muscles were cramping and he felt a burst of pain, he still gritted his teeth and tried his best to turn around and check.
Fortunately, there was no one behind him, which made him feel a little relieved.
"A false alarm? Well... it must be. No matter how strong that guy is, he can't withstand such an explosion, right?"
Jiren Zamasu comforted himself like this while slowly turning his body back, and then he looked around vigilantly again.
After repeated confirmation, he finally came to the conclusion that he seemed to be the only one left here.
So he let out a long breath, closed his eyes, sighed deeply as if relieved, and the muscles on his face relaxed a little.
However, when he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him instantly made him dumbfounded.
His mouth opened wide, his face was full of horror, and he was obviously scared to death.
Sun Wukong appeared in front of him again! And it was intact, the mysterious light on his body protected him well,
The sharp eyes were staring at him.
Jiren Zamasu supported his body with his arms, dragged his thighs, and moved himself backwards. His movements were slow and difficult, and every move required great effort.
"How... How is it possible?!"
He exclaimed, his voice full of fear and disbelief, and he didn't dare to believe his eyes at all.
But the facts were in front of him. Son Goku was not knocked off the ring, but appeared alive in front of him, which made him feel extremely desperate and helpless.
Jiren Zamasu tried to stand up again, his legs trembling, trying to support the weight of his body.However, his body was no longer strong enough to support him to do so. His body was shaking, and the pain made him miserable and unable to move.
Finally, he shuddered and returned to the embrace of the deep pit again, falling heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
"No... Damn it! Let me stand up again!"
He roared angrily, and his voice echoed in the deep pit, "Asshole, this will make our universe's chances of winning smaller again!"
Jiren Zamasu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and even tears were about to drip from his eyes. His emotions were completely out of control and he fell into deep despair and anger.
Such a reaction really surprised Sun Wukong.
After all, he couldn't find any reason to make himself believe that this was what Zamasu said.
[Shouldn't this guy be a complete lunatic? A demon who wants to destroy all mankind. 】
Sun Wukong thought to himself, with a hint of doubt and vigilance in his eyes.
Seeing that Jiren Zamasu had no more power to resist, Sun Wukong lifted his transformation.
The light around his body gradually dissipated, and he returned to his original appearance. A trace of fatigue appeared on his face, but his eyes were still firm.
"You no longer have the ability to continue fighting, Zamasu."
Sun Wukong read the final judgment to Jiren Zamasu. His voice was calm and steady, but with an unquestionable majesty.
Jiren Zamasu seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He stopped struggling in vain, his head drooped weakly, and he was silent like a puppet who had lost his life.
However, the unwillingness deep in his heart still drove him to make a final attempt.
He gritted his teeth and struggled to mobilize the little power left in his body again.
In an instant, a peach-colored breath gushed out like a flame, but this power was like a meteor across the night sky, fleeting.
Just a moment later, the originally dazzling light quickly dimmed until it disappeared completely.
At this time, Jiren Zamasu was exhausted and didn't even have the strength to lift his fingers.
He could only give up resistance and slowly lie down in the bottomless pit, looking up at the vast and distant sky above his head.
His eyes were empty, as if his soul had left his body and drifted to an unknown distance.
From beginning to end, he didn't say even a word, because no matter how many words he said, they seemed so pale and powerless at this moment.
Yes, this fierce battle ended with his failure. Facing the powerful Sun Wukong, although he tried his best, he still couldn't turn the tide.
Since the defeat was set, then accepting the defeat was his only choice. Although his heart was full of reluctance and regret, he could only accept this reality helplessly.
Sun Wukong stood at the edge of the pit, his eyes fixed on Jiren Zamasu lying at the bottom of the pit.
For some reason, this guy in front of him gave Sun Wukong a completely different feeling than before.
The Zamasu that I had met before was cunning, sinister and ambitious, but at this moment, Jiren Zamasu revealed an indescribable despair and confusion after his defeat, which made people curious about him.
However, judging from the breath, Zamasu is indeed good, but why is there no evil breath?
Sun Wukong was full of doubts, his brows slightly wrinkled, and his eyes revealed a trace of thinking.
"Go ahead, I don't have the strength to fight anymore, Sun Wukong."
Jiren Zamasu said, his voice was weak and powerless, as if it was squeezed out from the depths of his throat.
Sun Wukong nodded, his face had no expression, but his eyes revealed a kind of firmness and decisiveness.
Then, he stretched out his hand, moved the breath to his hand, stretched out his five fingers, and aimed at Jiren Zamasu.
Then the body of Jiren Zamasu began to move away from the deep pit, gradually away from the ground, and finally floated up.
Sun Wukong controlled him and moved him to the edge of the ring. His movements were light and precise, as if he was controlling a fragile object.
In a blink of an eye, Jiren Zamasu's body fell down and fell into the endless abyss outside the ring.
"The 10th Universe, Jiren is eliminated!" The announcement resounded throughout the entire Destroyer God Tournament Arena. The sound was loud and clear, breaking the brief silence on the battlefield.
In the plain module, Vegeta, who was doing nothing, suddenly heard such a broadcast. He raised his head slightly,
A look of surprise appeared on his face, and he thought to himself: "Oh? Jiren from the 10th Universe."
There was a hint of doubt and alertness in his eyes. He folded his hands in front of his chest and began to analyze the current situation.
Logically speaking, Jiren and this Toppo should be from the 11th Universe, and now those who are eliminated are from the 10th Universe.
"That is to say, Zamasu of the tenth universe exchanged bodies with more than one person. "
Vegeta thought to himself, with a hint of anger and disgust in his eyes, "Haha, a dog will always eat shit, don't let me meet him next time."
Topo Zamasu had been eliminated by him, and now Vegeta had nothing to do.
He began to wander around this plain module, his steps were leisurely and casual, his eyes looked around, as if looking for something.
However, as soon as he left, the passage leading to the promotion appeared, emitting a mysterious light.
At this time, Vegeta had already left a distance of several thousand meters, and did not notice this important change at all, and was still wandering around carelessly.