Seeing himself surrounded, Fang Xiu's lips curled into a sinister smile: "If this is all the strength you have, then your future is already sealed."
The next moment, the three demon slaves activated their abilities simultaneously.
One person pats the ground with both hands.
Ground Thrust!
The ground shook continuously, and countless spikes surged forth, stabbing at Fang Xiu as if to rid him with holes.
A jet-black gel appeared on one person's face, enveloping his entire body and transforming him into a black battle armor and a long spear.
The last person split into ten, then a hundred, as if creating an infinite number of clones, directly producing a hundred versions of himself.
These three are all second-tier spirit masters, and their strength is extraordinary.
On the other hand, Fang Xiu, after a series of battles, had reached his physical and mental limits. If he hadn't had a brief respite in between, he probably would have collapsed from exhaustion long ago.
Despite the vast disparity in strength between the two sides, Fang Xiu's sinister smile only grew wider.
"Finally... finally I can let loose! Hehehe..."
The terrifying, sinister laughter, like the wailing of a demon from the deepest hell, echoed throughout the entire venue.
He ignited countless strange powers within the scalpel, causing it to explode with a deafening roar.
Boom!!
An unimaginable, terrifying power manifested as plumes of black smoke that continuously billowed out. These plumes of smoke were serpentine, resembling thick, giant pythons, and the heads of these pythons were actually grotesque, hideous faces.
The giant pythons surged into Fang Xiu's seven orifices, and the immense power caused Fang Xiu's overwhelmed body to burst into blood. Even so, he laughed even more unrestrainedly.
"Power! Power is surging forth!! Hehehe..."
This transformation is far stronger than the last one because Fang Xiu's spirituality is stronger than before, and he can withstand more strange powers, but he also suffers greater damage.
At this moment, countless earth spikes swarmed in, but Fang Xiu didn't even glance at them. The black energy swirling around his body easily obliterated the earth spikes.
Upon seeing this, Nightmare's expression changed drastically: "Are you out of your mind? In your current physical condition, you still dare to let such a massive and bizarre power enter your body!"
Nightmare appears to be concerned about Fang Xiu's body, but in reality, he is concerned about his own body, because he has already regarded Fang Xiu's body as his own possession.
Nightmare originated from Qingshan Mental Hospital. It had witnessed the splendor of the top echelons and knew that although it seemed to be living a life of endless glory, in the eyes of the director, it was always a failure.
It also has its own ambitions, wanting to make up for its own shortcomings, have a real physical body, and impress the dean.
Fang Xiu, Bai Qi, and Yang Ming were the three bodies it chose.
Foresight, extreme speed, destiny—if one possesses these three abilities, along with their own, then one can truly be considered immortal.
Extreme speed can be used to escape, foresight can be used to avoid danger in advance, destiny can turn bad luck into good, and all favorable conditions can be tilted in one's favor. In addition, one can enter dreams and be fearless of physical attacks. With these abilities, one can survive even when encountering top experts.
Nightmare's requirements aren't high; just staying alive is enough.
As long as he doesn't die, there is hope. With his own potential for growth, he will eventually stand at the top and let the dean know who his best creation is!
That's why he felt sorry for Fang Xiu when he saw him ruining his body like that.
"Quick! Stop him! I won't allow him to hurt my body like this!" Nightmare shouted anxiously.
At Nightmare's command, the three demon slaves launched an attack instantly. The demon slave, dressed in black armor and wielding a jet-black spear, leaped up, his figure seemingly merging with the blood moon, before crashing down again.
He swung his spear into a crescent shape and slashed fiercely at Fang Xiu.
The clone demon slave controlled hundreds of clones, who swarmed towards Fang Xiu.
The earth-elemental demon slammed its hands on the ground, causing earth and rocks to surge up and transform into ferocious earth dragons ten meters long.
clang!
Fang Xiu raised his scalpel high, and the slender scalpel clashed with the black spear, producing a crisp metallic clang.
Bang!
Centered on Fang Xiu, the ground beneath his feet instantly cracked and sank, forming a large crater. The shockwave generated by the enormous force spread outwards like a tidal wave, and the surrounding trees seemed to be hit by a gale, with branches scattered and trunks bent.
Just then, hundreds of clones and several earth dragons arrived, capable of engulfing Fang Xiu with a single strike.
The black-armored demon slave seemed to have realized this, his muscles bulged, and he exerted all his strength to suppress Fang Xiu, preventing him from moving an inch.
The immense force caused the blood vessels in Fang Xiu's raised right arm to burst, and blood gushed out. The blood splattered on his face, making his ferocious grin appear even more sinister.
"Is this what death feels like? How boring!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xiu's right eye flashed with blood-red light, and the black-armored demon slave was struck as if by a thunderbolt, his expression momentarily dazed.
In that moment of confusion, Fang Xiu's silver hair suddenly grew longer, like a thousand snakes emerging from their nest. In an instant, it coiled around the earth dragon beside him, and with a fierce pull, he used the force to leap into the air, dodging the surging attack.
Nightmare's blood-red eyes narrowed slightly at the sight; what a terrifying fighting instinct.
They seized the opportunity, focused on three things at once, and their coordination and cooperation were almost perfect.
No wonder he wasn't afraid; this man was so calm he was almost ruthless, capable of making the most advantageous judgment in any dangerous situation.
In the instant he dodged the attack, Fang Xiu was already standing on the earth dragon, his fingers flying, the scalpel twirling in a dazzling display before he held it in his hand.
He lowered his body, suddenly exerted force with both legs, and unleashed an extreme burst of speed!
With his long silver hair and gleaming silver scalpel, he seemed to transform into a silver lightning bolt as he sped towards his hundred-centimeter body at incredible speed.
Nightmare sneered at the sight. The clone of the Ghost Slave was so realistic that even he could not easily distinguish the real one, let alone Fang Xiu.
However, his smile vanished the next second.
Fang Xiu accurately identified the real body amidst the crowd of hundreds, and before the clone, the Ghost Slave, could react, he passed right by it.
A moment later, three bloody holes appeared on the neck, chest, and forehead of the clone demon slave, and it fell straight to the ground, completely turning into a corpse.
Three strikes in an instant!
"What!" Nightmare was shocked. It could even foresee who the real person was? What kind of precognitive ability was this? Was it targeted precognition? Could it obtain any future information it wanted at will?
Only Fang Xiu himself knew that he did not have fixed-point predictions, but was simply making infinite attempts.
After dealing with the clone demon slave, Fang Xiu heard a sharp whooshing sound behind his head.
He didn't even turn his head; he simply turned slightly to the side and easily dodged the attack.
Then, something even more shocking happened. Fang Xiu, who had dodged the attack, still did not turn around, but instead swung his knife backward.
clang!
The blade was blocked by the black-armored demon slave's armor, but the powerful force sent him flying.
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