Under the pressure of gravity, Fang Xiu's speed was greatly limited, while Ma Xingbang's speed soared.
In the blink of an eye, Ma Xingbang appeared in front of Fang Xiu as if he had flashed into existence. A cold smile appeared on his lips as he slammed his right fist into Fang Xiu's chest.
Gravity Punch!
Several times the force of gravity was applied to his right fist, accompanied by a terrifying and eerie power, which directly produced a sonic boom.
Fang Xiu, however, didn't even glance at the attack, nor did he defend himself; he simply went to get the mask.
Ma Xingbang did not stop him, because there was no need to stop a dead man from taking a mask.
Finally, just as Fang Xiu touched the mask...
boom!
A powerful gravity punch slammed into Fang Xiu's chest. Even with his body strengthened by a strange power, Fang Xiu was unable to withstand the blow.
His heart was instantly pierced!
His heart was shattered, and blood mist and bits of flesh sprayed from his back, leaving a terrifying hole in Fang Xiu's chest.
Ma Xingbang sneered as he withdrew his bloodied right fist from the gaping hole in Fang Xiu's heart.
The outcome is decided.
He smiled with an air of confidence, even a hint of nonchalance.
"What's the use of knowing the future? Faced with absolute power, the only thing you can do is foresee your own death..."
Ma Xingbang suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
His pupils dilated involuntarily, and he was in a state of extreme astonishment.
In his sight, Fang Xiu, who had lost his heart, acted as if nothing had happened, calmly taking the evil mask in his hand and then casually putting it on his face.
Suddenly, Fang Xiu, wearing a sinister mask, slowly turned his head, his eyes, indifferent and devoid of any human emotion, looking at Ma Xingbang.
He said calmly, "What did you just say?"
"You...you...how are you still alive!?"
Ma Xingbang was so shocked that his scalp tingled.
"You've lost your heart, haven't you?!"
Fang Xiu's lips slowly curled into a sinister smile. The grotesque mask on his face fit perfectly, as if it had come to life and was also smiling.
"Death? With such a weak and pathetic attack?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a miraculous scene unfolded.
At Fang Xiu's chest, flesh and blood writhed and intertwined rapidly, as if alive. Blood vessels, muscles, heart, and skin grew continuously, and in the blink of an eye, everything was restored, even the blood hole disappeared.
With its ability to absorb pain and transform between reality and illusion, Fang Xiu is very difficult to kill unless he is instantly killed.
The body, after being enhanced by a strange power, has extremely strong vitality. Even if it is fatally wounded, it will not die immediately and is difficult to kill instantly.
Therefore, Fang Xiu is basically half immortal now, at least until his spiritual energy is exhausted.
As Fang Xiu recovered from his injuries, the evil mask on his face suddenly erupted with an extremely evil and powerful eerie force.
boom!
Endless black energy surged from the mask, transforming into small black snakes that slithered and coiled around him, as if possessed by an evil spirit.
The sheer force of his presence caused the stone slabs beneath his feet to crack inch by inch.
His condition was exactly the same as Ma Xingbang's before, no, to be precise, he looked even more frightening than Ma Xingbang.
Because Fang Xiu possesses the superimposed power of a scalpel and a mask, he is naturally superior.
After accepting the power of the mask, Fang Xiu sensed a message carried within it and understood why Ma Xingbang forbade others from touching it.
The way to unify all the masks into the true primordial mask is to kill everyone except yourself.
Prove that you are the one most qualified to inherit the original mask.
Everyone who enters the room is qualified to obtain a mask. Killing others and stripping them of their qualification will return the mask to one.
It's like a game of raising Gu. When you enter this room, you become a Gu. Each person chooses a mask and then the battle begins. The last person standing gets the real original mask.
The game begins when you enter the room. There are four masks for the four players, but you can choose not to.
The problem is, if you don't choose, others will gain a lot of power, which will be detrimental to you.
No wonder Ma Xingbang was like a different person after putting on the mask. He even emphasized that he had chosen the real original mask before ruthlessly killing everyone.
In fact, he knew very well that the reason he said that was to make others lose interest in the remaining masks, and then kill everyone to take the real original mask for himself.
It was all an act.
Looking at Fang Xiu, who was even more eerie than himself, Ma Xingbang's face grew increasingly gloomy. Although he had no face, the skull mask had already vividly portrayed his expression.
"Now that you know the secret of the Primal Mask, let's have a final battle and see who is truly qualified to obtain it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Xingbang made the first move, wanting to finish the battle quickly before Fang Xiu could fully adapt to the power of the mask.
Although Fang Xiu had recovered from a broken heart, he didn't believe that someone could recover from losing their head.
In fact, his idea was correct. Fang Xiu's biggest weakness was his head. Once his head was shattered and he lost consciousness, he would be unable to activate his ability to absorb pain and would really die, and then the game would rewind.
However, Fang Xiu, who has become doubly bizarre, is not someone whose head can be easily blown off.
"Amplification! Twenty times the gravity!"
Ma Xingbang roared and pressed his palm down hard on Fang Xiu out of thin air.
Click, click...
Fang Xiu's body suddenly sank, the stone slab beneath his feet shattered, and even his feet sank into the ground.
He hadn't expected that Ma Xingbang would have the ability to amplify power.
No wonder his second-tier gravity was able to suppress the S-rank eerie faceless little girl; it turns out he used two abilities at the time: gravity and amplification.
"Hahaha... You're enduring twenty times the gravity, and you can't even keep up with my heels. How do you think you can win?"
Ma Xingbang laughed wildly, as if victory was already in his grasp.
The current situation is indeed as he said: one is under twenty times the gravity, while the other is under half the gravity and has a speed boost.
Both sides are wearing masks, which is the same as neither side wearing a mask, because they are both on the same starting line.
From this perspective, Fang Xiu is indeed at a disadvantage.
However, Fang Xiu knew clearly that he was destined to win, and that he would win very easily, without even needing to rewind after death.
"You want to know what I'll use to win? It's simple, the mask," Fang Xiu said calmly.
(late)
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