Chapter 1567: Overdraft of Life
"I can't hold on any longer!!!" Among the reinforcements, the battalion commander of the revolutionary army roared in pain. His expression was twisted and ferocious, and he seemed to be pressed down by an invisible mountain. His knees fell heavily to the ground.
A small dent appeared on the ground where his knee hit it.
His body was shaking uncontrollably, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, soaking his clothes. It was obvious that he was under extremely severe stress.
In the center of the battlefield, Kuro was like a killing god returning from hell.
The domineering aura around him was shaking wildly, and that powerful aura was like a substantial wave, spreading violently in all directions.
Lightning flashed around him like ferocious purple dragons, making terrifying crackling sounds.
At the same time, the ground began to crack, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, as if the entire Luding Island was about to be torn apart by this force.
"Ivankov, help me!" Seeing his soldiers falling down in pain one after another and about to face the crisis of annihilation, Dorag finally couldn't hold it anymore.
His voice was filled with urgency and determination, and his eyes were filled with worry for the soldiers and anger towards the enemy.
When Ivankov heard his words, his body trembled slightly and his face showed an intense struggle.
His brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes showed both worry about Dorag's health and helplessness about the current situation.
"With your current physical condition, you can't bear it!" Ivankov tried to dissuade him hastily. He knew that Dorag had already consumed a lot of physical strength and energy before. If he forced himself to exert strength at this moment, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Dorag turned his head, his eyes firm and resolute, like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath.
"I can't watch everyone die, Ivankov, please!" His voice was hoarse but full of power that made it impossible to refuse.
Ivankov's tears suddenly flowed down his cheeks and splashed on the ground, creating small drops of water.
"You have to survive!" He shouted, his voice filled with tears and endless worry. "Drago!!!"
While shouting Dorag's name, Ivankov's ten fingers turned into syringes, which flashed with cold light, like ten sharp swords.
Without hesitation, he stabbed directly into the waist of Dorag on both sides, his movements were swift and decisive.
"Release the excitement hormone!" As Ivankov's voice fell, the power of the fruit was released instantly.
A powerful force surged into Dorag's body like a tide, and Dorag's momentum instantly became fierce.
The momentum was like a strong wind, sweeping around, blowing the surrounding sand and stones into flying pieces.
Each strand of hair stood up like a sharp steel needle.
A violent wind immediately arose all around, roaring and spinning like a huge evil dragon.
Ivankov was blown backward uncontrollably by the storm, like a light leaf.
Dorag's body was caught in the storm and suspended in the air. His eyes were shining like two burning stars.
His already gray hair was rapidly fading away to black, and his silver hair was flying like a fluttering flag.
Strange patterns appeared on his face, and those patterns were like mysterious runes, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura.
"Is this the power used to defeat Kateli?" Saint Satan took two steps back with trembling body, a trace of panic flashing in his eyes.
The panic flashed across his eyes like a frightened rabbit.
He looked at Kuro, then at Dorag, and formed a vicious idea in his mind.
"Let them kill each other." Satan Saint thought secretly in his heart, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.
After making up his mind, he retreated stealthily, taking every step carefully, for fear of attracting the attention of Kuro and Dorag.
At the same time, he held a Den Den Mushi in his hand, which trembled slightly in his hand, as if foreshadowing the upcoming conspiracy.
Kuro saw what was wrong with Dorag, but his expression didn't change at all.
His eyes were still cold and deep, like two cold deep wells, making it impossible to see through his inner thoughts.
He stood there quietly, the knife in his hand flashing with cold light.
It seemed as if it was waiting for Dorag's attack, and as if it was planning its next move.
Dorag was suspended in mid-air, feeling the surging power in his body.
His eyes became sharp, like two sharp swords.
He glanced around the battlefield and saw the soldiers lying on the ground in pain, and the anger in his heart became even stronger.
"Kuro, today is the day you die!" Dorag shouted, his voice like thunder, echoing over the battlefield.
He quickly formed seals with his hands and chanted, "Fury of the Wind!"
An even more powerful whirlwind formed around him, mixed with sharp wind blades and flashing lightning.
The whirlwind swept towards Kuro like a huge storm dragon.
Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.
Kuro looked at the whirlwind coming towards him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a mocking smile.
He swung the knife in his hand, and a powerful sword energy slashed towards the whirlwind.
The sword energy was like a giant white dragon, colliding with the whirlwind, making an earth-shaking roar.
The impact force generated by the collision spread out in all directions, and the surrounding ground shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.
Sand and rocks flew everywhere, covering the sky and the sun, and the entire battlefield fell into chaos.
Under this impact, both Drago and Kuro's bodies swayed slightly.
But they quickly stabilized their bodies and rushed towards each other again like two lightning bolts.
A cold light flashed in Kuro's eyes, and he raised the Butu Yuhun in his hand high. A layer of strange vibrating energy waves instantly enveloped the blade. The energy wave was like a turbulent undercurrent, constantly rolling and surging, making a low "buzzing" sound.
"Hah!" Kuro roared, and Budu Yuhun slashed at Dorag with great force with the power of creating the world!
This slash seemed to split the entire world in half.
The surrounding space immediately twisted, and black cracks spread like spider webs, as if the space was torn by this powerful force and could collapse at any time.
Dorag felt the terrifying force coming towards him, but there was no fear in his eyes. Instead, he was burning with an even more intense fighting spirit.
He shouted loudly, "What a terrible wind disaster!" A strong wind blew around him. The storm was like nine angry dragons, entwining and circling around each other, making a deafening roar.
The storm turned nine times, and each turn contained the power to tear everything apart, as if it wanted to turn all obstacles in the world into dust.
The Butu Yuhun collided with the storm, and a dazzling light instantly burst out, like the sun exploding.
The light illuminated the entire battlefield, causing everyone to close their eyes.
The impact force generated by the collision was like a surging tide, spreading wildly in all directions.
The ground was shaken violently, like a turbulent sea; the surrounding trees were uprooted, like fragile grass; the mountains in the distance also began to collapse, and huge rocks rolled down.
Kuro only felt a powerful recoil force coming from the knife, which made his arm numb!
His body involuntarily took a few steps back, each step leaving a deep footprint on the ground.
Dorag was not feeling well either. The storm was shattered into pieces by the collision with Budu Yuhun, and his body was shaken by the impact and rolled several times in the air before he could barely stabilize himself.
"Hmph, Dorag, is this all you can do?" After Kuro stabilized his body, a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of disdain.
Dorag wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "Kuro, don't be too proud, this is just the beginning!"
After saying that, Dorag quickly formed seals with his hands and chanted, "Illusionary Realm of Wind!" In an instant, a huge storm area appeared with him as the center.
In that area, the wind was howling and wind blades were flying, like a huge meat grinder.
Any object that enters this area will be ruthlessly torn apart.
