No, not in the middle, the pit is two feet deep!
The butcher withdrew his fist and silently turned around.
Fagga flew in mid-air, half a meter off the ground.
He didn't ambush the Dead Man immediately, not because Fagar didn't want to, but because he couldn't.
Although he narrowly escaped the Butcher's attack, he was still affected by its residual force, and his wings were temporarily out of control, remaining numb even now.
Of course, the Dead End Butcher didn't come away without paying a price.
On its strong and slender arm, which grew from its shoulder, there was a scar that stretched from the back of its hand all the way down to its arm!
The Dead End Butcher glanced at his injured right arm and flicked his hand dismissively.
Suddenly, to Fagar's astonishment, the flesh on its right arm began to twist and contort in a grotesque manner, writhing and biting each other like worms.
In just a few seconds, it miraculously healed and even extinguished Fagar's [Netherflame]!
"roar!"
As soon as the Netherflame was extinguished, the Butcher of the Dead Road immediately roared to the sky and provocatively made the core of the skeleton flash repeatedly.
It was like a cat playing with a mouse.
"...Ha! Look at you, how embarrassing will it be if you lose later!"
Fagar chuckled and raised a corner of his mouth, his voice suddenly rising, and with a flap of his wings, he actually took the initiative to attack!
"I'll take pity on you, but to avoid embarrassing you, I'll just let you die!"
Upon seeing this, the Dead End Butcher flew into a rage and threw a punch.
Faga dodged to the side, then flapped its wings and spun around like a top, its claws like knives, leaving dozens of scratches in less than a second!
Time passed in the blink of an eye, and the moves were executed in the blink of an eye!
After gaining the upper hand, Fagar used the momentum to fly behind Dead Road Butcher. After flying a certain distance, he suddenly paused in mid-air, turned around, and stabbed at Dead Road Butcher again.
The butcher turned his head to look, enduring the pain in his right arm, and suddenly swung his left hand over!
However, it did not expect that Fagar would brake abruptly just before it touched that slap, and withstand the enormous wind pressure.
Once the butcher's slap had passed, Fagar struck again, scratching its back with a claw.
Then, at the instant it touches the ground, its legs contract to release the force, and like a spring compressed to its limit, it suddenly springs out, grabbing the butcher from under its armpits towards its chest.
With both claws pressing down simultaneously, Fagar's powerful force forced the Dead Road Butcher to retreat!
"Wow...that's amazing! Their fighting style is completely different from the Rabbit House and the others!"
Even Ies, who was hiding next to Billy, was stunned, while Ling, who was dozens of miles away, even started recording the screen.
Zhe noticed and asked with slight confusion, "Little sister, why are you recording the screen?"
"Of course...it's for our video store!"
Ling stammered for once, her whole body tensed up immediately, and her eyes met Zhe's gaze with extreme insecurity the moment he asked her a question.
"Brother, think about it, if we record Fagar's battle videos, edit them, and sell them on the rope net, how many tinni would we make!"
[Fairy: I agree. I can also participate in the editing, but I need to share the payment with the editors to pay the electricity bill.]
Ling exclaimed joyfully, "Brother, look! Even Fairy has agreed!"
Zhe smiled helplessly and shook his head, saying, "Isn't that illegal?"
“But rope making is illegal too!” Ling retorted.
"No, this involves Fagga's right to privacy, and it's too disrespectful."
"Okay... then I won't post it on the rope net, I'll just keep it for myself."
"Hmm, that's fine... Hmm???"
Suddenly, the wise woman realized her blind spot!
Ling realized she had let something slip, so she quickly changed the subject, turning to point at the scene of Fagar's battle in the HDD and saying:
"Brother, look! The Dead End Butcher has suddenly caught up with Fagar's speed!"
In the central open space of the abandoned parking lot.
The Butcher of the Dead End suddenly unleashed his speed, not only accurately locating Fagga's position but also striking down with several palms in quick succession, both fast and ruthless!
In an instant, the balance of power shifted!
In a short time, Fagar didn't even have a chance to catch his breath. He was forced to exchange blows with the Dead End Butcher and then his living space was gradually suppressed by the Dead End Butcher.
During this process, Fagar didn't even have a chance to get away. Whenever he had such a thought, the Dead End Butcher's punch would suddenly increase in force, and if he was not careful, he would be crushed to pieces!
"Tsk, this guy's really going all out!"
As Fagar fought and retreated, he raised his eyes and, in the instant the blood claws and giant fist separated, met the gaze of the Dead Road Butcher's orange-yellow mask across the air.
Both Fagar and Dead End Butcher were extremely serious at this moment, treating each other as equal opponents.
Especially the Dead Road Butcher, whose entire core was burning with red light, its etheric activity had reached an unimaginable level, and its four arms were attacking Fagar relentlessly, fighting like a mad dog!
But this fighting style is also very effective. In martial arts, speed is the only way to break through defenses. The Dead End Butcher's airtight attacks forced Fagar to have no room to breathe.
Damn it!
Fagga gritted his teeth, and in the midst of his busy work, he suddenly glanced back.
If things continue like this, we'll be cornered by the butcher of the dead end.
In that case, it will be a one-sided beating!
The Butcher of the Dead End seemed to have realized this as well, and his four arms suddenly pressed down, determined to force Fagar to retreat!
Han!
The Butcher of the Dead End's core flash suddenly stopped, and his four arms froze in mid-air.
What... is going on?!
Bang!
Suddenly, a tremendous force struck, and all four arms of the Dead Road Butcher were swept away, and even the Dead Road Butcher himself was pushed backward a step.
Those are... wings!
The glint of light beneath the Dead End Butcher's mask momentarily froze, followed by a fleeting look of realization.
It turns out that just now, in order to swing his four arms, Fagga didn't just use his hands, but also his wings!
But what's the point?
Look at your wings, they're twisted beyond recognition, you probably can't even fly anymore!
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