Chapter 1642 The Draconic Hell (1/2)
Chapter 1642 - Dragon's h.e.l.l
Chapter 1642 - Dragon's h.e.l.l
The current Mo Xiaolang was enduring incomparable pain. Such inhuman torture could be said to be a rare occurrence in this world.
”Brother, please kill me! Kill me! ”
As long as Long Chen attacked the s.p.a.ce of despair, the power would be able to pa.s.s through and he would no longer be able to endure for another ten breaths. Under the pressure of the s.p.a.ce of despair, the current Mo Xiaolang was badly mutilated. His appearance was extremely frightening, and even Long Chen was bleeding from the bottom of his heart when he saw this.
His eyes were bloodshot and his breathing was heavy. In the past ten years, he had not been as angry as he was now when he saw tens of thousands of people die!
”Six!”
Great Emperor of Desolation smiled and said another number.
Mo Xiaolang's body was about to be crushed into pieces.
That tragic state was indescribable!
”Big brother, kill me!” His voice had already become vague, and there was even a hint of him crying. Mo Xiaolang had always been a strong person, but at this moment …
Long Chen's mind was a complete blank. He had nearly lost all power to think and his entire person was in a dazed state. His gaze was tragic as he let out an incomparably angry and miserable roar.
He really admitted defeat.
This was the first time he admitted defeat since he started cultivating.
When he faced the Sword Master Ling Wu back then, he did not feel so powerless, because the one who was killed back then was himself. He could have fought with his life on the line and could have ignored the consequences.
He was on the verge of hysteria as he shouted at the Great Emperor of Desolation, ”Let him go.
At this time, Great Emperor of Desolation had already counted to five.
When he heard Long Chen's words, the s.p.a.ce of despair finally stopped shrinking, and even expanded a little, allowing Mo Xiaolang to stubbornly live on, and have the chance to catch his breath. But it was in time, because Mo Xiaolang was currently on the brink of death, and it was only because of his strong vitality that he could still hold on temporarily.
At this time, his body was no longer able to see his head or his four limbs. He was almost crushed into a monster like the Dragon Devouring Beast. From this, one could see just how terrible the pain had been.
”Long, I don't like lying children. If you go back on your word now, I will kill him in an instant. Remember, it was an instant. ”
There was an unconcealable joy in the Great Emperor of Desolation's voice.
Long Chen firmly held onto the gigantic Long Chen, the blood-red Primordial Blood Spirit Dragon's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty radiance. Around him, a large amount of dense blood-colored fog pervaded, causing the sky within a radius of several tens of kilometers to be completely dyed blood-red!
”I've said it before, I won't go back on my words!”
Long Chen didn't know what he was doing. He didn't know how many missions he had on his shoulders, he only knew that he couldn't let Mo Xiaolang die, and he couldn't let his brother die. If he died, he wouldn't be able to live a peaceful life.
”Big Brother!” Mo Xiaolang's breath was weak as he said those two words unwillingly. He truly did not wish for Long Chen to do this, if not for the fact that he was currently in a coma, he would have strongly scolded Long Chen, scolding him for making such a stupid life.
He actually wanted to use his own life in exchange for Mo Xiaolang's life.
Furthermore, what Long Chen shouldered wasn't only his own life, he also shouldered too much of a responsibility, the fate of all living things!
Why was he so stupid at this moment, so reckless?
Long Chen himself did not know, but he knew that in his heart, there was an intense desire. He absolutely could not let his brother die just like that.
Perhaps this desire, could be called brotherhood. To the current Long Chen, it was something that he would trade for with his life, and perhaps, even his rationality was exceptionally luxurious.
Laughter came from the Great Emperor of Desolation.
”Truly two moving little fellows. But sadly, you are too important to me. Otherwise, I might truly be moved by you two and let you two go.”
The ball of flesh covered in dragon scales rolled about on the ground. The large b.l.o.o.d.y mouth was extremely wide, and one could clearly see the deep throat, which was filled with thorns!
”Dragon, I advise you not to think too much of me. Let me tell you, my Great Emperor of Desolation's words are true, after I finish speaking, I will let Mo Xiaolang go, and I will definitely let him go. But if you do something funny, I believe that Mo Xiaolang will die a miserable death. ”Also, the s.p.a.ce of despair is not something that can be released just by killing me. If you kill me, then no one can stop the s.p.a.ce of despair from shrinking!”
”So, since you've made your decision, you can give me your life! You will only die! You are a great man, you have given your life for your brother, I think Mo Xiaolang will remember you for the rest of your life! This is truly a moving brotherly relationship! ”
”Can you shut up?” Long Chen stared coldly at him with her blood-colored eyes.
Behind Long Chen, Mo Xiaolang was in incomparable pain. In the midst of the flesh and blood, a pair of bloodshot eyes was staring at Long Chen in a daze, and the current him was so weak that he could not even say a single word.