Chapter 159 Bloodbath

The scent of fresh blood in the air was thick and sweet. Fang Senyan and Aragorn had only exchanged blows for less than ten seconds, but the blood flowing from their bodies was already staining the ground beneath their feet crimson. Each step sounded like stomping through a rain-soaked field, a series of crisp, wet sounds.

Sauron sensed the familiar, sweet taste of Isildur's blood. The black mist spread even more wildly as his dark divine power was transmitted at any cost. The consequence was the death of thousands of Mordor orcs, their bodies collapsing like dried-up corpses, their life force completely drained and used as fuel.

Correspondingly, in the Dark Spring Hall, the range of darkness expanded even further, and the healing effect of the Dark Wind was also rapidly enhanced. To put it simply, the dark gold leech could buy Fang Senyan two or three more seconds.

With a crisp "zheng" sound, the two swords clashed, scattering a harsh white light. This was the first time the two swords had actively met. This was because Aragorn had changed his fighting style. Faced with Fang Senyan's aggressive horizontal slash, he could only retract his weapon and block it in front of his chest.

Yes, Aragorn had retreated in the face of Fang Senyan's brutal, life-for-life fighting style.

A grim smile appeared on the corner of Fang Senyan's mouth. Yes, no one would have thought that he would dare to exchange injuries for injuries with plot characters who had tens of thousands of health points. However, on this special day and in this environment, Fang Senyan had sufficient capital.

After putting on the Bloody Brigadier Armor, his health points had exceeded eight thousand. The key was that this was in the Dark Spring Hall! His health points would be increased by an additional 200%, which was an astonishing twenty-four thousand! And Fang Senyan was at his peak condition. Both the Honor Potion and the Holy Heal were in his hands.

In other words, theoretically, his health points were twenty-four thousand + twenty-four thousand (Honor Potion) + eighteen thousand (Holy Heal), for a total of sixty-six thousand! And that didn't even include the ultimate trump card, the Sigh of the Grim Reaper!

More importantly, Fang Senyan's own defense was already terrifying. He also had the title of Hedgehog. This was why Legolas was powerless against him. Moreover, the Dark Spring Hall could increase attack and defense by 30%, reduce all ranged damage by 40%, and trigger the healing effect of the Dark Wind. With Unparalleled activated, the damage was reduced by another 20%.

With such astonishing data stacked together, facing a half-crippled Aragorn, what reason did Fang Senyan have not to exchange injuries for injuries with him? Blood for blood? Time was everything! Killing Aragorn sooner meant a better chance of victory!

After the two swords clashed, the huge force transmitted from the opponent's weapon staggered Fang Senyan backward. Aragorn's strength was definitely not to be underestimated, especially when he was deliberately defending. But at this moment, the magic sword Apophis in Fang Senyan's hand melted again, wriggled, and condensed into a silver-white glove.

Then, Fang Senyan's right fist very clearly began to slowly contract, like a bow being slowly drawn back when nocking an arrow, until it reached its limit! This action, in Aragorn's eyes, made him feel that the emotions of this enemy in front of him - pain, joy, happiness - were rapidly accumulating, then condensing and sublimating!!

Immediately afterward, this punch came with a suffocating feeling, striking like lightning! It seemed that even the eternal darkness of the entire space was stirred up and turned into a raging tide. Even someone as strong as Aragorn felt that he could not dodge it at all and could only parry!

Fang Senyan's fist smashed onto Aragorn's scabbard. First to activate was the Power of the Sky. A shrill elven cry suddenly rang out in the air. An illusion of an elf appeared, then shattered into points of light. The elven power protecting Aragorn was shattered, and that fist drove straight in with unparalleled barbarity!

Aragorn's scabbard was knocked back against his chest, and several bones in his chest shattered in an instant. He staggered back several steps, his vision swimming with golden stars, and he fell straight out, blood flowing from his mouth, dripping and soaking the front of his chest.

At this moment, Aragorn saw Fang Senyan's eyes burning as if flames, clinging to his soul. Those eyes had only one meaning: Either you die, or I die!!

In this instant, Aragorn's mood suddenly became firm. He no longer paid attention to the rest of the people, things, or objects, or even the past and the future. He firmly grasped the present! It was as if he had suddenly tightly gripped the hilt of Andúril! He suddenly understood that if he did not grasp the present, he would have no future at all!

After Fang Senyan threw a punch, he stood silently in place, his eyes tightly closed. It was impossible to see what expression was on his blood-stained face. All that could be felt was that his momentum was not falling back with that punch, but continuing to rise and accumulate. Obviously, his next attack would be like layers of waves, raging and surging, and continuously crashing down!

With a flash of light, Fang Senyan rushed up again, but this time, three meters away from Aragorn, he backhanded the Judgement, activated the Heretic ability, and blasted Aragorn. The milky white holy light enveloped Aragorn's body in an instant. The blood that spurted out sparkled in the air because of the holy light.

However, Fang Senyan suddenly realized that he had miscalculated one thing! That was that the legendary equipment on Aragorn's body was definitely not worn for nothing. First, a faint green light emitted from his body surface, then the roars of the kings of Gondor rumbled in the Dark Spring Hall.

This fully charged shot from Judgement, although it accurately hit Aragorn, failed to cause him much damage. Even more terrifying was that even the stun brought about by Heretic did not take effect!!

One wrong move, although not to the point of complete defeat, immediately created a break in Fang Senyan's interlocked attack plan. Aragorn was now roaring with his long hair flying, his attack speed becoming extremely amazing. One after another, the sharp sword lights intersected on Fang Senyan's body, creating tragic wounds. The almost suffocating attacks made defense very difficult. And the prompts in Fang Senyan's ears came one after another like a screen refresh:

"The opponent is trying to perform an instant kill attack on you, entering the check... The check failed, the instant kill effect failed!"

"..."

Once the check was successful, the symbol of Fang Senyan's soul would fly out of his body and never return!

"...As expected of the protagonist!! A powerful holy sword with instant kill attributes, an explosive and amazing sword speed, coupled with his protagonist's luck, no wonder he can turn bad luck into good luck!!" Fang Senyan immediately understood the real reason why Aragorn could run rampant until now!

It should be known that the instant kill attribute was already a very perverted attribute. Regardless of the enemy's state, it was always a one-hit kill. Therefore, the probability of it appearing was at most one or two percent. Statistically speaking, the protagonist, who had the highest True Luck, could increase this probability to eleven to twelve percent!!

Aragorn also happened to have the ability to freeze his opponents and explode with his sword. He attacked about thirteen times in five or six seconds, so the chance of an instant kill was almost certain. Under these circumstances, most opponents would be finished!

"Fortunately, my True Luck mutually cancels it out! With a one or two percent chance of instant kill, I wouldn't be so unlucky as to be killed!" Fang Senyan finally regained control of his body and stabbed the panting Aragorn in the abdomen with a backhand sword!

"There are ten seconds left before the Dark Spring Hall is breached. It's time to finish you off. Activate it for me! Extinction!"

The light on the magic sword Apophis flashed, as if cutting out countless fine lines in space and time, greedily devouring flesh and blood. In this instant, Aragorn felt that a large piece of his soul had been cut off. The tough Aragorn could not help but let out a long, painful cry!

However, Fang Senyan's fangs, which he had been patiently concealing, were finally revealed. Behind him, the crazy illusion of the Sun Ladder appeared again, its branches wildly dancing, then tightly entwining Aragorn in front of him!

"Do you know why the people outside have been tormented by diseases, while you are safe and sound?"

"Do you know why I have the confidence to kill you here?"

"That's because I still have a most powerful weapon hidden! That's because two ultimate diseases cannot coexist on one person!"

In Fang Senyan's roar, although Aragorn slashed him in the face with a sword, he did not dodge or evade, and stabbed Aragorn fiercely in the abdomen. At this time, the blood flowing from the two people actually underwent a strange change, becoming viscous and silky, and the surface still shone with crystal-like fragile and cold light.

"Break out!! That unsolvable disease! That terrifying devil that is not fatal but can sweep away all defensive abilities of the human body!"

"Take effect! AIDS!"