Hosta was originally a mentally unstable fellow. When Wen Wen cut open the corners of his mouth, he went completely mad. If not for this hysterical madness, he would not have been able to bear the power of the Nameless King.
At this moment, Hosta was a madman far more terrifying than before.
The Cicada Ancestor, the devoured Pope, and Hosta, who had accepted the power of the Nameless King – the fusion of these three powers became the current Hosta.
Although his power could not compare to the Cicada Ancestor at his peak, he was not someone that ordinary Disaster-level powerhouses could deal with. Moreover, even Disaster-level powerhouses would suffer mental pollution when facing Hosta.
Wen Wen shook his head and said, "You should worry about yourself first. You've only recently advanced and lack experience, while your opponent is a veteran powerhouse. As for me..."
"I will definitely win!"
Qiao Feiya said nothing, directly charging towards the Sand Scorpion. All she could do was defeat her opponent quickly.
Without Qiao Feiya by his side, a red aura began to seep from Wen Wen. The scarlet berserk energy, like a towering pillar of fire, made Wen Wen appear extremely terrifying.
Wen Wen held the Blood River Sword in his right hand and the Black Saber in his left. The Staff of Madness spun around him, the Black Moon hovered behind him, and black chains rose from the ground.
"Come, be my fruit. I will..." Hosta looked at Wen Wen with intoxication. He would enjoy the upcoming battle and then return everything Wen Wen had done to him a thousandfold.
A thick red power gathered in his chest. This power had a special nature; the more suffering there was around, the stronger his power would become.
Before this "giant tree" formed by the lives of the entire city, Wen Wen was definitely no match for him.
Boom…
A huge hole suddenly appeared in the center of the red power Hosta had gathered, and a hole the size of a bowl appeared in his chest.
It was the Staff of Madness, moving at high speed, that had pierced him!
The Staff of Madness flew several hundred meters behind Hosta, turned in another direction, and flew towards Hosta again.
As it was about to stab Hosta, Hosta’s massive cicada wings spread, trying to deflect the Staff of Madness. However, as it was about to strike, the Staff of Madness quickly veered, creating a large wound in Hosta's lower abdomen.
Hosta’s smile froze: "What is going on? This is not reasonable."
He didn't understand how Wen Wen's attack had hit him!
Hosta had clearly seen the trajectory of the Staff of Madness and knew how much force was needed to intercept it. When Wen Wen attacked him with it, he had been somewhat disdainful, but he had failed to block it.
When the attack approached, his power seemed to dissipate automatically, and his hard carapace lost all its defensive capabilities.
He thought he had defended himself, but in reality, he had been wounded by Wen Wen's attack. This was simply unreasonable.
This was far from the battle Hosta had envisioned. Was Wen Wen's attack strange? No… He could see all of Wen Wen's actions very clearly.
Besides Wen Wen being able to ignore his mental pollution, Wen Wen had no advantage against him; he could crush Wen Wen in all aspects.
But what was the cause of this strange situation?
Wen Wen walked towards Hosta, and with each step, scarlet steps appeared in the void, disappearing as Wen Wen passed.
Hosta hurled two attacks at Wen Wen. Before he could figure out the strange situation, he didn't want Wen Wen to get close to him.
However, both attacks missed Wen Wen, flying past his sides, and Wen Wen had not dodged.
"What is going on? Why? Why?" Hosta had lost all his arrogance now; all he felt was terror.
His confidence in his own strength had vanished. This bizarre scene reminded him of the fear he had experienced when dominated by Wen Wen.
Wen Wen spoke to Hosta as he walked, "You are indeed powerful, and only someone like you can bear the power of the Nameless King."
"That's why I'm fortunate that your first opponent is me."
"Because only I can kill you completely!"
"I know everything you did after I cut your lips. You did nothing right. Back then, I wanted to kill you immediately, but I held back."
"I believed that keeping you alive would be of great use someday, and it seems my idea was correct. If it wasn't you guarding here but someone else, I would have been in much greater trouble."
Hosta couldn't bother to answer Wen Wen's words; he continued to launch attacks at Wen Wen, but these attacks were either easily blocked by Wen Wen or simply missed him.
Meanwhile, the Staff of Madness kept attacking Hosta, relentlessly reducing Hosta's combat ability in a manner akin to scraping.
As Wen Wen spoke, the sound of jingling metal echoed in Hosta's ears, sounding like the collision of chains.
He didn't know where this sound was coming from, but the louder it became, the more panicked he felt.
As Wen Wen advanced, the pressure emanating from him grew more terrifying. A bloody hue appeared on the Blood River Sword, and a great bloody river flowed across the sky – an anomaly visible to half the Golden Eagle Region.
"The Great Sage is a formidable opponent. He knows me well and knows I will definitely attack this place."
"Because once I capture the third sanctuary, the scales of victory will tip in my favor."
"So he sent you, whose strength has greatly increased, and Sand Scorpion Thulam to guard this place. Based on strength alone, the two of you combined not only could stop me but even keep me here forever!"
"But he underestimated one thing: I had already made arrangements for you!"
Hosta's eyeballs were about to bulge out. He didn't know what arrangements Wen Wen was talking about.
Was it the sound of chains colliding? Was it the reason he couldn't block Wen Wen's attacks? Sultan Novel Network
What was it?
Wen Wen shook his head, "Can't figure it out? That's good. Die in confusion, then. I won't give you the answer!"
He had already walked within a few meters of Hosta, gripping the Blood River Sword with both hands and raising it high. The pressure from the Blood River Sword had reached its peak, the blade vibrating slightly, and crimson ripples appeared in the surrounding space.
"True • Shadow Sword Art… Bloodfall Calamity!"
Wen Wen swung the sword down. The pressure from the Blood River Sword vanished completely, but Hosta didn't feel a particularly strong slashing force. However, the sound of chains colliding in his ears disappeared, replaced by the sound of a flowing waterfall.
Accompanying that waterfall-like sound, Hosta's blood began to boil, causing his flesh and skin to melt away, quickly revealing his bones.
It was like a block of ice being washed by a hot spring waterfall, eventually melting into icy water…