Chapter 333

Fallen Sword Crisis!

At this moment, I can see the trajectory of the Sword of Damocles falling slowly from a great height—catch it!

I quickly discussed it with Brother Hong. Now that I have the qualifications to be the king, I must support it, so that we don't all perish together!

However, unlike the changes in the middle, when taking over the Sword of Damocles, it is absolutely not enough to just be a king. It requires both qualifications and strength to drive it.

I simply grabbed the water flow in front of me.

Quick, quick, don't be moved, but first pass the director's power to me, pass it to me!

At the command, although there is no leader like Brother Hong, there have always been small leaders and captains in the red blood cell army, and they act very quickly!

The King's Sword was in high altitude, and the speed of its fall was not actually "whoosh" but "whoosh" several times. During this interval, the power of the Green King was activated in my body. I raised my hands, and the green light bursting out from my palms enveloped my head. The falling Sword of Damocles collided with the light in my hands, and a beam of white light was emitted from the place of contact, which was quite dazzling.

Even my eyes were stinging, not to mention everyone else, who subconsciously closed their eyes.

In the strong light, energy formed waves, like a ribbon rolled up - I realized that I had seen this special effect before. In the original work, when Xiaobai first drew his sword, the process was very similar to this. The light band first rotated up, and then rotated down.

The Sword of Damocles still fell, but it didn't fall to the ground, but fell into my palm. It was like a small model of the Sword of Damocles, with a very delicate appearance and the power of a complete king.

Is it because the stone slab has shrunk, so the King Sword here has also shrunk directly?

If the Sword of Damocles was only this big, how could there be so many disasters caused by fallen swords?

I felt refreshed.

"I'm going to put away my sword." The director's voice echoed behind me.

I nodded and said, don't worry about me, I don't feel any pain.

"please."

Following my words, the director drew out the sword very neatly. What a master! The cut on my chest is the shape of the knife itself, and the inlet and outlet are on the same horizontal line. The director's hand did not shake or tilt.

Brother Hong, Brother Hong, what is the current condition of the stone slab?

——"After the sword was released, it gathered again. The power of the Green King entering the body stimulated it."

Then hurry up and move on to the next one.

I turned around and came face to face with Brother Zun.

Stop backstabbing, a real man should be tough in the face!

Monkey brother drew his sword and handed the handle to Zun brother, "Do you need it?"

Because Brother Zun has no weapons.

Brother Zun stared at the hilt for two seconds, then shook his head, "No, just use my method."

Flames ignited in his palms, and he clenched his fists - flames ignited along the veins on the back of his hands. This felt like a powerful miracle, and I stood firm, looking at Brother Zun with some anticipation.

Brother Zun is stronger, and the power of the Red King is also more violent, so the attack on the stone slab should be stronger!

My expectation was correct, Brother Hong let out a sigh of approval inside my body. The stone slab was originally meant to perish together with the power of the king. I clearly felt a strong excitement in my body, and the stone slab seemed to be shattered inside me. I didn't even need to ask Brother Hong again, the experience was too obvious.

The crimson light was very intense, and the Sword of Damocles fell down and floated beside me alongside the Blue King Mini Sword.

Xiaobai has Gou Ge's sword, and Uncle Hui has his own dagger. The strength of both of them is of a relatively mild type. The shattered stone slabs are inside my body, wrapped and crushed by their gentle strength.

As the stone slab became more and more broken, to the point where the red blood cells could grab the fragments with one hand, I clearly felt a slight pulling sensation. I was with the stone slab, so as the stone slab broke into pieces, I was also breaking into pieces.

By the time I had attained the status of one of the Four Kings, my skin had become transparent. Even with the naked eye, one could see the meridians beneath my skin, but it didn't look scary.

It's quite nice, and reminds me of Deidara from Art is Patrick. The increasingly transparent feeling before his final explosion is very similar to me now.

It is more convenient for the handsome lieutenant. His body is dead, but his consciousness is already the "qualification". The consciousness of the deceased has returned here. He does not need to "kill" me, it is enough for him to recognize the transfer of qualifications.

Finally, we arrived at Bishuiliu.

"Come on, Liu..." My death will take away the heart that is beating in your chest, which is equivalent to dying together. "Now is the moment to fulfill your ideal."

Bi Shuiliu's eyes became firm and he nodded heavily at me.

You want to use your hands?

Can you find a weapon?

How about Monkey Brother's?

Just when I was about to ask Monkey Brother for a knife, there was a sudden sharp sound of breaking air from the side, faster than a stream of water, and he raised his hand to grab it without even turning his head.

A long knife.

I turned around and saw Sister Zi from a distance. She was still in the throwing posture.

When did you get here?

“I have seen the world that will not be engulfed by the hanging sword of Damocles.” Sister Zi’s long sword, which was almost as tall as a person, was spun several times in Bi Shuiliu’s hand. Bi Shuiliu pulled me over and gave me a hug.

This is farewell. After all, you will have to face your own death.

I raised my hand and patted him on the head, and that was it - what you ask for is what you get, life and death are just trivial matters.

The long sword entered the body, and Sister Zi's sword pierced through the chest of both Bi Shuiliu and me. I saw blood flowing from the corner of Bi Shuiliu's mouth, but his chest was very clean.

The wounds that were almost adjacent were connected together by Sister Zi's sword. The hearts separated and lined up along the wound, especially the red blood cells, each holding a small package, and rushed forward.

Directly and quickly put the last bit of strength into it.

It's really cruel than the flow of water. I don't want to die with a dirty heart, but to choose the death of my own choice. However, from my objective point of view, I have actually "robbed him of the heart to live".

This being a reality, the power of the Colorless King within my body also bore the consequences of "King Killing", and the Green King's Sword of Damocles and the Colorless Sword of Damocles fell at the same time.

Seven kings, all together!

The stone slabs that were continuously smashed had completely merged into my body like cells, and my completely transparent body finally began to disintegrate at this moment.

The feeling of the end.

It's like broken glass, and it's shock-proof glass at that. It feels like a connected piece once it breaks, and the crack patterns are quite even.

As soon as I clenched my fist, seven mini king swords pierced into my body from the suspended periphery, becoming the last straw that broke the camel's back - or, in other words, the final attack that made me disappear.

My body, which was in tatters, finally couldn't bear the weight. At the same time, I also felt my mental strength being pulled, a bit like my scalp being pulled, and my skull being lifted?

A little light in the distance was sucked into my body, and then I disappeared from this world like weathering.

Goodbye, Brother Hong.

——"No matter what, I will still be in your body."

It sounds perfect, but I always feel like I've forgotten something.

What did I forget?

It should be a perfect ending. Although I only came back with my body and didn’t bring any clothes, this time I was at my gay friend’s house, not in a public place.

Not empty at all.

But this time, the world was spinning and I felt carsick. I felt nauseous and vomited uncontrollably.

Something fell out of my throat.

I looked closely...microphone?

I reacted, sat up from the pile of clothes, and touched my belly. So I swallowed a microphone? To be precise, it was a pain microphone, with obvious comics painted on it.

No wonder the belly makes the loudest noise. The microphone is in the stomach. I am so surprised——

I stood up and shook myself, shaking off everything that had buried me. With a crisp "ding-dong" sound, something fell from my naked body to the ground.

Where did it fall from?

I looked down and saw that the little sword had fallen on the tiles, making a sound. My heart skipped a beat. I hoped it wouldn't break!

I quickly picked them up. They were all great treasures that I had spent a lot of effort to get back.

At this time, my gay friend walked in, flipping through the makeup bag in his hand and saying, "What's going on here? The concealer here seems to be expired. Let's use it together. It should still be able to--" He looked up and saw me.

I have no clothes on.

If you don’t wear it, then don’t wear it!

I grabbed a cape or something from the pile of clothes and tied it around my waist. "Ahem - I'm looking for a cosplay costume, right?"

At first, I was thinking about playing a prank on my friend, but now I think he is more likely to guess what I am doing because of my silly look. After all, this is not the first time I come back naked.

He squinted at me and said, "You're pretty quick. Is that all solved?"

"Hehehe." I smiled foolishly, feeling extremely excited.

"But no, it's been done a bit." he asked.

"What has been done?"

"Your mission is a bit over, right?"

"There's nothing I can't pass. Let me tell you, I exceeded the target. I'm so awesome!" I puffed out my chest with confidence.

He looked directly at the old man on the subway and nodded awkwardly, "I see you've exceeded the limit." As he spoke, he reached into his makeup bag, fumbled around inside, and then handed me an eyeshadow palette.

Why give me an eyeshadow palette?

I looked at him puzzled.

"This eyeshadow palette is bigger, and the mirror on it is also bigger. Open it and take a look."

What are you looking at.

I opened the eyeshadow palette with some doubt, and then I saw myself in the rectangular mirror.

I saw myself - a shiny head.

…

!!!

Shit, now I remember what I forgot. I forgot to add hair to my settings!

There were so many messy things happening afterwards that I completely forgot about the details and didn't even think of adding a hair setting for myself.

I screamed like a famous painting, going from one extreme to another!

Help!

The big tasks were completed, and the small tasks were done, but not completely.

My gay friend looked at my distressed expression and patted my shoulder, "It's okay, you are a handsome guy, and a handsome guy can withstand the test of a bald guy. Next time, will you consider bringing out a Tang Monk--" My gay friend's mouth twitched several times, but finally he couldn't hold it back, and he laughed wildly with his face covered.

"Don't laugh!"

"Puhaha—I remembered something happy."

"Stop making fun of me and stop laughing!"

"Look at it more positively. At least it's easier to wear a wig now and I can go to school. Hahahahaha."

Wig, wig——

Who knows if this hair will ever grow back?

Okay, I don’t have to worry about baldness anymore.

I'm free.

Bald COSER reservation.

I have to find an opportunity to shave my gay friend's head too!

Handsome guys need bald head testing, you are also a handsome guy, you should also give me the test!