69novels Chapter 411: The Gun without Darkness
Chapter 411: The Gun without Darkness
Chapter 411: The Gun without Darkness
Derrick took a firm step forward. Dazzling sunlight burst out from his body, illuminating every corner of the cave.
The hard and heavy machinery could no longer restrain Derrick's movements. He grabbed the damaged leg armor and pulled it hard. The metal components shattered like pieces of paper and fell to the ground with a clatter.
The loud and resolute singing voice echoed over the battlefield. Derrick sang the sailors' passionate boat song. Bayam's fearless adventurous spirit that had lasted for thousands of years was now instilled in Derrick, making the light he emitted even brighter.
This light was warm and bright, washing away the pollution on the Seven of Hearts, like the warm sun at noon in Backlund's cold winter, baking the homeless man's cold and cracked skin, and licking every wound on the Seven of Hearts.
The fear and shock from the power of the gods were shattered by Derrick's singing. His singing was like a spiritual banner, establishing an unshakable faith in the chaotic and desperate battlefield.
Then, a continuous stream of courage and strength suddenly flowed out of the dying person's body. The Seven of Hearts, who had been ready to sacrifice herself, regained her desire to survive under the illumination of the song and the light.
Not only was the pure faith and optimism in the spirit, inspired by the extraordinary power, overpowering the negative self-destructive tendencies, but even every cell in the body showed a desire to live. Various hormones were working at full capacity, squeezing out the remaining functions of the flesh and blood organs, desperately trying to fill and repair this body that was close to collapse.
The sun shines on the earth, purifying all filth!
Run, Derrick, run!
He stretched out his strong and powerful thighs, ran hard, and rushed towards the messenger of God in the distance without hesitation.
Circle after circle of purifying halos centered around Derrick spread out like water waves.
The gentle halo collided with the invisible sound waves and turned into a sharp blade, which rotated and tore open the sonic blockade, and cut out a brilliant path in the realm of God's messenger.
The sudden change made the insane God's messenger instinctively feel a strong sense of crisis. He immediately retreated step by step and let out a long and shrill howl.
With a piercing and tragic cry, the body of the messenger of God rapidly underwent further deformation. He absorbed the blessing bestowed by God in big gulps, trying to obtain as much power as possible in the shortest possible time.
However, as a price, the messenger of God completely lost his human form and turned into a terrifying monster in order to resist the increasingly intense purification and light.
The surging bones and flesh swelled up like a ball, tearing open a series of twisted mouths with sharp teeth, and let out a shrill scream, hindering and delaying Derrick's running attack.
In a flash, a race between life and death begins.
run!
Before the messenger of God could complete the ritual, Derrick and his light took the lead and ran up to him.
Large patches of pure white rays poured down like a meteor shower. Dense straight lines formed a large white net in the air, piercing through the body of God's messenger.
The white sun flame spread along the pure white ray. The flame that burned and purified all filth reached the other end of the ray in the blink of an eye, and bit and gnawed the flesh of the messenger of God with all its might.
The intense pain made the messenger of God scream even more terribly, but his mouth was melted and stuck together by the sun flame, and even his heart-wrenching screams became much smaller.
run! ! !
Derrick sprinted through the pure white rays like a meteor shower and stepped on the face of the messenger of God.
The diffuse light gathered in the raised right hand, and the runaway spirit vented its anger wantonly in the light.
Derrick squeezed his spirit and grabbed an angel-level spear of darkness from the pure white. He pierced the face of the messenger of God fiercely, stabbed into the torso of the messenger of God, and nailed it to the ground along his twisted legs, sinking deeply into the hard soil and stone.
"This shot pierces the darkness!"
The purifying light spread along his tendons, bones and blood vessels, burning every bit of the God's strength. In great pain, the dying God's Messenger fought desperately, struggling to continue the ritual.
Derrick's answer to Him was simply to use more force on the Spear of No Darkness.
The struggle under his feet gradually stopped. Derrick held the gun with both hands and gritted his teeth.
Bah!
The overflowing light suddenly shattered completely, and the roaring [sound] also broke off. All the chaotic and confrontational spiritualities suddenly dissipated at this moment, turning into stardust all over the sky, falling down, flashing and disappearing in the senses, leaving no trace.
It seemed as if there was a powerful, mysterious, invisible wave that submerged everyone in an instant.
A kind of vast domain suddenly covered the entire island, extending into the distance, suppressing all extraordinary forces in an irresistible manner.
Silence here!
The Spear of No Darkness shattered with a sound, and the messenger of God fell limply to the ground, without a sound.
The sudden change did not interrupt Derrick's fighting rhythm. He turned around, picked up the dagger and spear on the ground, and with both hands, he cut off the head of the messenger of God.
Is this the end?
Derrick wasn't sure.
Finally, he simply held up his dagger and spear and stabbed the body of the messenger of God wildly until his flesh and blood were all broken. Only then did he reluctantly straighten his body and take a few steps back.
The spiritual warning was shut down by the unknown realm. Derrick could not sense the spirituality of the rotten meat, nor could he see the other party's vitality.
We…won!
He immediately turned around and ran towards the Seven of Hearts.
"Brother! We won!"
The Angel-level Gun of No Darkness was still a bit too spiritual for Derrick right now. He stretched out his slightly trembling hands and carefully picked up the Seven of Hearts on the ground, helping her sit down on the ground.
“…Good job…”
In the light of Derrick just now, the Seven of Hearts barely recovered a little, and he showed Derrick a weak smile.
"...As expected of you, Derrick. Look, I've made it through..."
The Seven of Hearts raised her hand tremblingly and stroked Derrick's face.
"You are already a big boy. You have your own ideas. Just do whatever you want to do..."
The unexpected words startled Derrick, and he remained silent for a moment.
What did the Seven of Hearts feel? Did he discover the difference after his memory was restored, or did he see his own eagerness and anxiety? Or was he just shocked by the powerful force that had just erupted...
Derrick hesitated. He was worried about the situation of Mr. German on the other side of the battlefield, but he was also worried about his brother who was badly injured.
"I survived, Derrick."
The Seven of Hearts patted Derrick's face.
“I don’t know what you want to do, but what you want to do must be something very important.
“So go ahead, Derrick.
"I believe you."
Derrick looked into the eyes of the Seven of Hearts in silence and finally made a decision.
"Brother, you have to wait for me. I'm going to support Mr. German and the Three of Diamonds."
After saying goodbye, Derrick walked away from the Seven of Hearts' sight.