Dora’s arm was completely out of control and slowly stabbed into his chest. However, he did not look flustered at all.
“Just this?” He even sneered.
“I thought you would have some trump card. It seems that this is all…”
The Absolute King of Myriad Images kept laughing. His body seemed to be constantly absorbing energy from the ground’s flesh and blood, becoming bigger and bigger.
“A dying person, what’s the point of saying these things? You’ll be like those guys who resisted me back then. You’ll eventually submit to me and become my most loyal slave. You killed so many slaves of mine before, so now you can replace them!”
As he spoke, the white bone’s finger had already pressed against its ribs. At the same time, Dora’s finger was pressed against his heart.
Just a few inches forward, he could pierce through his chest and pull out his heart.
“Haha!” Dora sneered. “Those poor Nathalias who were controlled by you can still talk to you so naturally at this time?”
Hearing this, the Absolute King of Myriad Images was speechless. Perhaps it was because he hadn’t met an opponent for a long time that he realized something was wrong after being reminded by the other party.
The Nathalias he had controlled In the past had become puppets that he could toy with the moment they were cursed.
When could they ever ask and answer like Dora?
“You…”
“It’s too late!” Dora’s eyes suddenly burst into flames. “Kylin True Flame!”
The flames destroyed all illusions and curses.
Bam!
The flames burst out and burned the black shadow connecting the white bones and Steven. The fire struck again and burned the bones into a torch in the air.
“What?” The Absolute King of Myriad Images was shocked.
This had never happened before. Countless people were cursed by him, becoming walking corpses. But today, he could not even take down a Nathalia.
“The era has changed. You old thing!” Dora flew down and spread out his palm.
He curled his five fingers like a goshawk fighting against a rabbit and hunting a leopard to eat. He immediately pressed the Absolute King of Myriad Images to kneel on the ground. The surrounding void was all condensed like an iron plate.
“Argh!”
Bang!
The light and shadow, like burning meteorites, suddenly pierced through the body of the Absolute King of Myriad Images.
The blood all over his body seemed to be boiling oil. His body exploded continuously, and blood and flames spurted out at the same time. His Life Source kept flowing away.
“You can’t kill me! You can’t kill me! I am this world, this world is me! Save me! Help me!”
His body was covered by flames, and his body melted like a candle. He knelt on the ground, his twisted face facing the sky, and kept whining.
Dora moved his Divine Sense and looked up at the sky.
A demonic shadow appeared. The wings on his back were as black as ink. With a slight movement, he could cover the whole sky. The horn on his forehead was pitch-black and gloomy.
With the aura of death, his scarlet eyes looked toward Steven.
Dora felt a chill run down his spine at the sight of him. If it were other Nathalias, they would have already been frightened. Their Qi and bloods froze and they fell from the sky.
It’s not an ordinary Asura!
Dora immediately made a judgment.
“So you were bewitched by this guy,” Dora said, clenching his fists and looking up into the air.
Seeing this, Dora’s eyes lit up. He was too familiar with this golden light wheel.
“Get back here!” Dora roared and swept through the void channel like lightning.
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