The Star Envoy would never dream that the battle would end before it had even begun.
Mother Teresa was an honest person. She had actually heard the sound of star vomiting blood, but when she thought about how star had told her not to turn back, she still stayed where she was.
âStar, are you okay...âto be honest, she was very nervous.
As one of the foundationâs envoys, she could only watch helplessly as an envoy was seriously injured before officially joining the battlefield. This feeling made Teresa feel very complicated.
Was this Odd Zhuo a monster?
âIf you need my help, just ask. I know some healing methods,âTeresa said.
In fact, she wasnât a combat-type, but a support-type wet nurse. In the wet nurse world, she was even known as the âMother of All Stars.â.
âThereâs no need... you canât help me...âXing Xing said weakly. He had already taken the tonic that he carried with him.
However, this medicine would at most help him recover from his internal injuries.
The damage to his vision was probably irreversible.
His right eye went blind, and the remaining left eye was about 2,000 degrees of nearsightedness. It was almost no different from being blind.
Now that the emissary with the star position had opened his eyes, there was only a chilling light left in his left eye.
He had spent hundreds of years refining this pair of eyes to peer into the secrets of the heavens, but he hadnât expected them to suffer such a devastating blow in an instant.
He had even expected odd zhuo to be a little strange, so he didnât dare look at him any longer.
He had only flashed back and glanced at him.
In the end, he had fallen to such a state.
âThereâs only trial and fate left...âTeresa sighed.
He felt that the emissary of the position of Fool was also an expert, but he didnât know why the emissary of trial had suddenly excluded him.
But Teresa knew very well that the best way for her to survive in the foundation was to not ask too many questions.
Just go with the flow.
Back then, she had only joined the foundation for the sake of the high reward the foundation had offered her.
It was the wisest decision to protect herself for the sake of the reward.
So when she saw that the tank in front of her was seriously injured, she had no intention of helping it.
Odd Zhuo was too terrifying; going up at this time would be suicide.
Nowadays, it was basically up to one person to judge the foundation.
Teresa didnât think it was necessary to risk her life to save a tank.
She even felt that Odd Zhuo had fought well!
This scum who treated women like toys should learn a lesson, shouldnât he?
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At that moment, the tank was completely naked and buried in the ground.
He was already crippled.
His spirit root had been severed by Odd Zhuo, and he had lost all of his realms.
In addition to his heavily injured body, even an ordinary person could now give him one last stab.
And now, tank had clearly gone mad.
The double blow to his body and spirit made it impossible for him to accept what was happening in front of him.
âIâm an immortal... I really am an immortal...âhe kept mumbling these words, his eyes already absent-minded.
After this matter was over, tank would probably spend the rest of his life in a mental hospital.
Odd Zhuo felt that this was the best punishment for dealing with such a person.
At the same time, he was once again amazed by Jingkeâs terrifying power.
Apart from the sword spirit master, probably no other sword spirit in the world could cut off a spirit root without injuring a life
If an ordinary cultivatorâs spirit root was cut off, they would definitely die.
At that moment, Odd Zhuo heard a few scattered claps outside the school gate.
He looked up and saw a man in a black cloak approaching him.
The man clapped his hands as he walked into No. 60 high school.
He took off his big hood, and Odd Zhuo saw a black mask with the word âLifeâwritten in red on it.
Judging from the color of his hair, he seemed to be Asian.
The book of Sage Immortal had sent Odd Zhuo almost all the information on the foundationâs emissaries.
This included âXu Baiâfrom the judgment seat.
But only this emissary from the seat of Fate, the book of Sage Immortal, was still under investigation.
At that moment, the emissary from the seat of fate appeared.
Odd Zhuo was also trying to guess his identity.
Judging from the color of his hair, this person seemed to be Asian.
âYouâre from Huaxiu Nation?â
âDirector Zhuo is indeed smart.â
Under the fate mask, the Messenger of fate spoke; it was obvious that his voice had changed.
This messenger of fate seemed to be concealing his identity.
âI didnât expect that the ambassadors of the foundation werenât all foreigners,âOdd Zhuo said.
Holding Jingke in his hand, he was already ready for battle.
Odd Zhuo: âAre you here for war chariots and for revenge? Letâs begin.â
âLet me say this first: Iâm not here for war chariots. Iâm here to fight for myself.â
Fateâs emissary said, âBefore war chariots came, I already expected this situation. Itâs just that itâs a little more tragic than I imagined.â
Listening to Fateâs words, Odd Zhuo felt that this personâs tone was a little familiar, as if he had heard it before, but he couldnât tell who exactly this person was.
âYou said you were fighting for yourself?â
Odd Zhuo wasnât in a hurry to make a move; he wanted to get more information out of fate.
âI like this wooden sword of yours. If you give it to me, not only will you be able to avoid a battle, but youâll also be able to keep your own life.âWearing a life mask, he said these words with incomparable calmness, but it was different from tank and snakeâs boundless conceit; it was as if victory was really in his grasp.
âSnake and tank died in my hands. Are you confident that you can win against me?âOdd Zhuo looked at him,
this messenger of fate was like tank; his aura was pure and hadnât been invaded by the ethereal spirit.
But with his experience fighting tank, Odd Zhuo was also on guard against the magic artifacts that fate might use.
The people in the foundation were all crazy.
Who knew if fate had injected an ethereal spirit into his magic artifact.
âDonât worry, Iâm not the same as a lowlife like chariots. I have real skills.âThe Messenger of fate took a step forward at this moment.
Then he took out his weapon, which was an emerald-green bamboo. The head of the bamboo was very sharp, like a sharp blade.
Under the dim light, its entire body emitted a luster like amber glass.
Odd Zhuo instantly raised his guard.
The Great Way was the simplest.
The simpler a weapon looked, the more powerful it might be.
Wasnât the peach wood sword in his hand such an existence?
âDo you know about the Sword of fate, director Zhuo?âAt that moment, the messenger of fate raised his head, he looked at Odd Zhuo. âI have a feeling that the sword of fate in my hand might have come from the same place as the Peach Wood Sword in your hand.â
As soon as he said this, he disappeared into thin air.
In a flash, he had actually appeared behind Odd Zhuo in an instant!
âYour reaction was too slow, director Zhuo, but you were stabbed by me; this is also fate.â
As soon as he said this, the bamboo sword immediately pierced through the sword Qi wrapped around Odd Zhuoâs body and stabbed towards his kidney!
He felt a foreign object invade him from behind, and fresh blood dripped down from the bamboo tip.
âIt can actually Pierce Lord Jingkeâs sword qi...â
Odd Zhuo was secretly shocked. He gritted his teeth and pulled his body out.
âNo, itâs not piercing, itâs ignoring.â
Jingkeâs voice rang out from inside Odd Zhuoâs body at this moment.
âIgnoring the sword qi? What the hell is this thing...â
Odd Zhuo was even more astonished when he heard Jingkeâs words.
Jingkeâs voice was calm. âItâs fine. Iâve merged with the white scabbard, so I can beat it up.â
They were finally going to merge.
Odd Zhuo nodded.
Enduring the pain of his kidney being pierced, he inserted the peach wood sword into the scabbard.