Chapter 1777 Stabbing Yourself Before the Fight?
The triple attack was overwhelming, leaving no way to avoid it.
After a brief moment of deliberation, the goddess's expression immediately calmed down, and she simply chose to confront the situation head-on.
After all, He was already a god in the true sense of the word.
Although he was merely a demigod wielding a single authority,
But compared to the Chosen One, He is in heaven, while the other is on earth.
Even if all three attacks are imbued with the power of authority, it doesn't matter.
The insurmountable gap was there for all to see.
Simply accumulating quantity will not bring about a change in quality.
What the goddess cared about more was why Taotie was able to force her into such a 'desperate situation' so quickly.
It should be understood that the authority He wields is closely related to destiny.
Being able to see the 'development path' of things, theoretically speaking, He could completely predict all the attacks launched by Taotie!
But why wasn't it discovered this time?
If it were not a combat instinct warning...
He might have been hit even when the first wave of black fireballs came!
If we rule out the possibility that His own lack of concentration led to the oversight, then only one possibility remains—
Taotie used some means to interfere with the 'development path' that He had glimpsed!
The thought had barely crossed my mind when the attack arrived!
The triple strikes hit in succession, exploding into large clouds of black flames and smoke in the air.
Sharp objects made of dark material flew everywhere, and the clanging of metal against metal was like raindrops hitting banana leaves.
But the violent scene only lasted a moment before it abruptly ended.
With a muffled 'bang', the Taotie's small body was blasted off the ground and crashed heavily to the ground like a meteor!
The goddess's counterattack seemed to hit him squarely in the face, causing the fanged mask to shatter on the spot, revealing his scarred and terrifying face beneath.
Yet, on that ferocious and terrifying face, every inch of skin and every muscle seemed to be etched with a smile.
It was not a performance, nor was it a pretense.
Rather, it stemmed from a deep-seated premonition that his great vengeance was about to be avenged.
ecstasy!
"boom!"
The Taotie's body crashed to the ground, creating a shallow pit half a meter deep in the training ground that had been reduced to a pile of rubble.
Maniacal laughter echoed from inside the pit.
Just like the blood flowing from the old wounds on the Taotie's face after they were torn open, it was chilling and terrifying!
"That's it?"
"That's it?!"
"The power of the gods, is it really this weak? Hahahaha..."
The black flames and smoke burning in mid-air were dispersed by the strong wind.
The goddess glanced at the black flames clinging to her dress, casually extinguished them, and spoke indifferently:
"I didn't come here for you today, so don't make yourself unhappy."
"If you want revenge, you should at least wait until you ascend to the throne of a god."
After saying these two sentences, the goddess ignored the Taotie on the ground.
My gaze shifted, returning to Elisa and the golden dragon not far away:
"Although you two lied to me, making me descend from the realm of gods to the real world ahead of schedule."
"But if you think that by playing such a clever trick you can pave the way for your future and ensure a smooth path to promotion, then you are being a bit too naive."
“Especially you, Lord Dragon of Time.”
"After all, you were a witness to the changes of all things and a ferryman on the river of fate."
"There are so many ways to cultivate a divine essence and authority that can be perfectly absorbed for future advancement, so why did you choose the dumbest and riskiest one?"
"Can't I forget?!" The golden dragon stiffened its neck, glancing discreetly at the Taotie in the shallow pit with one eye, and mimicking its previous tone, it cursed at the goddess:
"What business is it of yours, you filthy bitch?!"
"You..." The goddess's expression froze, and her originally indifferent emotions suddenly began to stir.
The laughter of the Taotie coming from the ground further accelerated the escalation of this emotion towards anger.
"Well done!"
"Although I don't know what your purpose is, you golden scoundrel snake, as long as you and I both want to kill that bitch, we're allies!"
Golden Dragon: "..."
"You're the scoundrel! Your whole family are scoundrels!"
"I am a dragon, a noble golden dragon!!"
Taotie climbed out of the shallow pit, waved its hand in a good mood, and said:
"They're all pretty much the same, don't worry about the details."
Golden Dragon: "..."
"Fine, if you're going to mess with him, then hurry up and do it. I can reluctantly give you some buffs!"
“Although it’s not necessary…” Taotie’s right arm hung down naturally, and dark matter surged over one after another, condensing into a sharp dagger in his palm.
The dagger was crudely made, pitted and uneven, lacking any refinement or toughness.
Its blade is covered with countless barbs and blood grooves, and its overall shape resembles a mutated fish bone.
"...But if you could prolong the duration of the pain, it might really be a great help to me!"
While responding to the golden dragon, Taotie turned the dagger around, pointed the tip at its own abdomen, and stabbed down fiercely!
His scarred face contorted instantly!
But this is just the beginning.
As the Taotie moved, the sharp dagger churned inside his abdominal cavity.
The barbs hook onto the intestines and pull them outwards recklessly.
The dark red blood, like liquid white phosphorus at high temperatures, gushed from the wound and quickly ignited into black flames upon contact with the air.
Upon seeing this, the golden dragon immediately showed an expression of empathy.
However, just as Taotie wished, it used its 'time' authority to greatly prolong the duration of the self-harming pain.
Seeing this, the others also showed expressions of discomfort on their faces.
Especially Nikita, who has not yet been drawn into the battle.
I don't know where this long-legged, nerdy girl came from.
After leaving with Mo Xing and Xu Xiao, he did not reappear in the public eye with them.
With the situation on the battlefield tense and the fighting becoming increasingly fierce, she quietly slipped out like a mouse.
He was currently standing beside Pan Xiaoxiao, watching the scene of the Taotie self-harming in the distance, and kept clicking his tongue in disapproval:
"Oh my god..."
"I heard Li Luo mention before that the way Taotie gains great power is by feeling pain, but I didn't really believe it at the time."
"Now I've finally witnessed it with my own eyes, Suka... He stabbed himself before the fight, and he even did it sideways... That's really ruthless..."
Pan Xiaoxiao's expression also looked somewhat unnatural.
But after hearing Nikita's "comment", he did not respond.
Instead, they steered the conversation back on track, continuing with the topic they had previously discussed, and asked further questions:
"...Um, Nikita...Mo Xingzhen and Song Siming have reached an agreement on the issue of Xu Xiao becoming a god?"
"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
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