Chapter 145

In a dimly lit, dusty room that looked like it had been uninhabited for a long time.

An old full-length mirror suddenly had a strange change. The mirror surface was rippling, and the space around the mirror was slightly distorted. Even the light was completely folded and changed direction. The space here had been completely changed.

The next moment, a young man covered in blood and dressed in black walked out of the mirror with weak and staggering steps.

The young man seemed to subconsciously want to reach out and hold the wall next to him to help himself stand.

But his situation seemed to be worse than he had estimated. Even though he reached out and held the wall, his legs still softened, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

Sticking to the cold ground, the blood and dust on his face and body mixed together, becoming more and more sticky and dirty, making the young man look even more embarrassed.

Mo Fan lay on the ground, panting violently like a wounded beast. His breathing was heavy and his chest was heaving.

In the dim room, he struggled hard to get up from the ground. Unfortunately, the paralysis of his body was almost uncontrollable.

After struggling for a while, he not only failed to get himself up from the ground, but accidentally inhaled a lot of dust stirred up by him, and was choked and coughed repeatedly.

Perhaps it was because he coughed too hard, or perhaps it was because of something else, red liquid flowed down his face again.

"Master, are you okay? Cheer up!" At this time, the voice of the evil ghost Xiao Hei sounded weakly.

The shadow, which was black and red, twisted and twitched from time to time, was reflected on the wall beside it.

Perhaps because the light in the room was not good, the color of the shadow seemed very light, just like red ink that had been diluted many times.

Hearing Xiao Hei's voice, Mo Fan, who was lying on the floor, finally became slightly more conscious.

He stopped moving, slowed down for a long time, accumulated enough strength, and finally struggled to get up from the ground.

Leaning against the wall and barely standing, Mo Fan looked back at the faint shadow reflected on the wall. He took a breath, brushed off some of the dust on his body, and then asked in a rather hoarse voice: "Xiao Hei, are you okay? You don't seem to be in good condition!"

"I'm fine, but I just consumed a lot of energy. In addition, the netherworld was forcibly broken open, and I suffered a little backlash. Compared to me, the others were more seriously injured."

"During the process of shuttling through space, they had already involuntarily returned to the beast control space. It can be seen that their condition is really not very good." Xiao Hei waved his hand and said so.

Mo Fan heard this and nodded a little heavily. It was true. Xiao Hei just consumed a lot of energy and suffered some minor injuries at most. The situation of other beasts was much more serious than his.

When those emperor-level strongmen launched a suicide charge before, they really caused a lot of damage to the beasts.

The majestic beastmaster launched a suicidal charge, exchanging injuries for injuries, lives for lives, and even exchanging lives for injuries through self-explosion. This style of play is indeed too deadly. Even as strong as Xiaotian and Xiaofei, they still suffered heavy damage.

Purgatory Skeleton Blood Blade was almost broken apart. Dark Blood Thunder Bat Xiaofei injured a wing and almost couldn't fly.

In order to help everyone replenish energy, Dark Slime Jelly directly drained itself, and now it is already starving.

Nightmare Butterfly Mengmeng consumed too much mental power and fell into a temporary sleep. I'm afraid she won't wake up in a few days.

Shining Doll Xiaoxiao has gone from a delicate and cute doll to a gray and tattered one. That is also a sequelae caused by excessive consumption.

Shadow Mirror Shadow and Pixel Monster Cube King also consumed a lot. Especially Shadow Mirror, in order to stop the opponent from chasing, it even broke the mirror itself in the end. This is almost equivalent to self-mutilation, and the injuries are also serious.

The Demon Mask Qianhuan and the Void Ghost Xiaobai are similar, all in similar conditions.

The lava giant Xiaotie was beaten all over his body. Even with a hard rock body, he was almost beaten to pieces. After all, he was one of the beasts left behind.

The worst among them should be Xiaotian. He used the Heavenly Demon Awakening and dropped five levels in a row. At this moment, the amplification state ended and he entered an extremely weak state.

If he didn't find a way to treat it in time, Mo Fan even suspected that Xiaotian might be in danger of his life. In order to cover his teammates, Xiaotian really risked everything.

Almost all of the 13 beasts were seriously injured. Even if they were not injured, they fell into a weak state. The combat power was less than half of the peak state, which can be said to be a serious injury.

In fact, don't even talk about the beasts., isn't the situation of Mo Fan, the beastmaster, extremely bad?

The paralysis in the body has never been eliminated. Before, it was only temporarily suppressed by the intense pain.

Judging from the current situation, if Mo Fan doesn't fall asleep for a few days, his body will not be able to recover to normal.

Although he successfully survived this fatal crisis. But the price he paid is definitely much greater than expected.

Looking at this old and dim room in an unknown place, Mo Fan suddenly asked: "Xiao Hei, what do you think I did wrong?"

"The master did nothing wrong. In other words, anyone who came to this world actually did nothing wrong."

"What's wrong is this world itself, and that shitty fate that loves to play tricks on people. If they can have more mercy on the world, the world will never be like this now." Xiao Hei answered without thinking and decisively.

He knew very well what Mo Fan was thinking, so he gave such an answer immediately. He was afraid that Mo Fan would doubt himself.

Mo Fan didn't mean to doubt himself. He just sighed instinctively, and he was a little confused at the same time.

Closing his eyes, he recalled the scene of chopping off Mo Zixuan's head with his own hands. The scene of crushing Mo Zixi's crown.

I have to sigh that he is more terrifying than any demon, and he is afraid of it.

What a violent and cruel look! There is no humanity at all, only the instinct of killing and venting.

But even if he killed those people, did he feel happy again? The truth is that he didn't feel happy at all, but his heart became colder and more painful.

It was him, he killed all his relatives with his own hands and sacrificed them all to the Devil's Gate. It was he who destroyed his family with his own hands and shattered the only beautiful fantasy left in his heart.

To be honest, it really hurts.

It can be said that there is no real winner or loser in today's contest. He didn't win completely, and Bai Pianran didn't lose completely.

He survived, but no one was able to take him away.

Bai Pianran failed to kill him completely, but he was deeply traumatized.

This is the current Mo Fan, who has essentially become a different person. Otherwise, today, the scene of being stabbed by his loved ones three years ago would be repeated again. Even if it was the former Mo Fan, he would definitely not be able to bear such a thing a second time. Even if he didn't collapse on the spot, I'm afraid it would not be much different.

Mo Fan has been able to maintain a certain calmness until now, purely because of good luck. Because he is not the Mo Fan of the past, that's all.

And no one else knows this except him and Xiao Hei.

Bai Pianran and Lu Chen's plan is very thorough, and they pay enough attention to him. Lu Chen even pulled in a genuine Saint-level strongman just in case.

It's hard to imagine what this concept is. Saint-level strongman, what level of combat power is that? Even if the mechanical beastmaster may be the weakest of the three Saint-level strongmen.

But that person can still be said to be a national or even world-class combat force. With all his strength, destroying a dozen small countries or a big country is not a problem at all.

Pulling such a person to deal with him specifically is no longer a cannon hitting a mosquito, it is completely like throwing a nuclear bomb to kill a mosquito.

How can you say that their plan is not thorough enough? On the contrary, it is thorough to the extreme.

It can only be said that Mo Fan is a step ahead. He hid his trump cards for several hands, and only then did he turn defeat into victory in the end. Or it cannot be said that he turned defeat into victory, but just barely tied.

In short, after experiencing what happened today, Mo Fan completely confirmed the horror of those people. They are really not good people. Will he win the next time he fights? It's really hard to say.

Thinking about these, Mo Fan felt more and more uncomfortable. Mo Fan knew very well that he was about to reach his limit both mentally and physically.

Xiao Hei also roughly saw Mo Fan's condition and immediately said: "Master, don't think too much for now. Find a clean place to rest first. Whether it's revenge or doing other things, you have to recover first!"

Mo Fan closed his eyes and nodded, then sat down again along the wall.

In the dim room, Mo Fan huddled in the corner and gathered his clothes. He planned to make do with it and rest for a while.

The evil ghost shadow reflected on the wall, Xiao Hei, looked at Mo Fan like this, and felt very sad.

He was glad that he had no eyes and would not cry. Mo Fan at this moment was really distressing.

Everyone envied Mo Fan's unparalleled talent, and everyone was jealous of him for having such a's amazing talent. Those people always complained that God was unfair. Why did he have all that?

Little did they know that in a place that ordinary people could not see, what kind of life did Mo Fan live?

Those who have not experienced it will never know what kind of pain it is.

Today is Mo Fan's birthday. It would be fine if no one celebrated for him. He could only hide in such a dark and dirty room, curled up in a corner, licking his wounds alone.

If the great Mo Wang had such an experience, no one would believe it. So it is true that if you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of a fish, let alone the pain of a fish.

Xiao Hei just stayed by Mo Fan's side silently. This is the only thing he can do for Mo Fan at present.

As Mo Fan gradually relaxed, his consciousness quickly became blurred and chaotic.

But just before he was about to fall into a coma, a sudden voice rang in his mind without any warning.

The Ultimate Dark Lord System is binding, 10%, 20%, 30%...

At the same time, less than 200 meters away from where Mo Fan was, a cute and delicate little silver-haired girl was approaching this side at a high speed.

"Your Highness, please go faster. No matter what, we cannot let the third chosen one be born on this planet. I have captured the detailed signal wave of the new branch system."

"It's just one or two hundred meters ahead. Your Highness, please make sure to destroy the branch system before it completely merges and binds with the consciousness of the chosen one."

The voice of the virtual intelligent life Mina came from the watch, sounding extremely anxious.