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I Am Loaded with Passive Skills (Web Novel) - Chapter 4420: Severed Hand 4
Chapter 4420: Severed Hand 4
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The art of an emperor lies in balance!Xu Xiaoshou’s measure of balance was about his own heart, whether to submit or to die, hinged on the attitude he expressed next!
"Saint Xin, do you really think I, the ancestor, have no way to control you?"
Dao Qiongcang suddenly glared with fury, shouting explosively. His jade crown cracked open, and his black hair spread wildly down like a madman.
He thrust his hand into his chest, as if extracting a last-ditch lifesaver, crying out hoarsely:
"This card of mine, hidden for so long, was it waiting for our Saint Servant Bazhun’an, or my inseparable friend Xu Xiaoshou?"
"It was waiting for you, right at this moment, Saint Xin!"
He Ting Mountain, Xu Xiaoshou lay prostrate on the ground, his eyelids twitching wildly, as if his six senses had all been lost, unable to see a shred of the battlefield.
His eyelids trembled and inadvertently lifted a crack.
Seizing the moment, Xu Xiaoshou glanced toward the battlefield, seeing Dao Qiongcang appearing maddened, but his eyes wide and round, roaring while staring intently at him.
He looked moved, his voice trembling as he spoke:
"Good friend, for a lifetime..."
Yet, he couldn’t make a move, truly exhausted.
Within the black memory traces, the remnant of Saint Xin’s path had already turned fanatical and could hardly be intimidated by Dao Qiongcang.
It charged forward, seemingly targeting Dao Qiongcang’s hand plunged into his chest, rushing ahead to tear violently.
Boom!
Dao Qiongcang’s right hand was torn apart, unable to retrieve anything.
"What?"
He Ting Mountain, Xu Xiaoshou’s body shuddered, his eyelids no longer twitching, lifting his head with a grim expression.
So weak.
Was it just broken by Saint Xin?
"Memory, return to me—"
After tearing apart Dao Qiongcang’s right hand, the remnant spirit of the Saint Xin Path found nothing, utterly enraged.
The whole mass of clawing, non-phase foggy body surged into Dao Qiongcang’s body, instantly seizing and invading everything of Dao Qiongcang’s.
From inside to out, from body to spirit to intent, and then from the Memory Path to black memory traces, it was completely taken over!
"Dao Qiongcang—"
Xu Xiaoshou called out in shock, struggling to stand, yet as he stepped, his body staggered, unable to even make Hidden Bitter fly, let alone lend aid.
Devilish energy surged from Dao Qiongcang’s eyes, his entire face rapidly distorting unnaturally in an instant.
In the end, his body seemed to be completely taken over by Saint Xin, leaving only a voice filled with despair, weakly saying:
"Xu Xiaoshou, I know you have doubts about me."
"Since we are life-and-death confidants, having shared weal and woe to this point, these suspicions can’t be erased."
"Why not hand me over to Saint Xin now and entrust our fate to your decisive sword?"
On He Ting Mountain, Xu Xiaoshou coughed endlessly, his expression of desperation loudly crying out:
"Dao Qiongcang, where’s your card, didn’t you say you still had the strength to counter Saint Xin’s final attack?"
Dao Qiongcang’s body twisted, with his body, spirit, and will being frantically devoured, his eyes turned white, and he smiled powerlessly:
"Under the power of the Blood Devil, what final card is there?"
"It was merely to ease your heart, to let you forget any worries, and go all out, to slay Saint Xin."
"As long as... poof, as long as you succeed, what does my life and death mean?"
Xu Xiaoshou’s face showed disbelief, his eyes reddening, touched:
"Dao Qiongcang—"
But he could only shout, unable to make a move.
Poof!
Dao Qiongcang’s body shattered entirely, black blood spurted from his mouth, now it was his turn to spew black blood.
He seemed to want to say something more, but no more sound could come out.
"Dao Qiongcang—"
Xu Xiaoshou kept calling, only able to call.
Dao Qiongcang trembled continuously, as if he couldn’t even hear Xu Xiaoshou’s final call, straining hard, he could only choke out one sentence:
"Kill me..."
"Quickly..."
Xu Xiaoshou cried out bitterly, wishing to rush forth, to rescue his friend Dao Qiongcang from his plight.
However, picking up Hidden Bitter, Hidden Bitter softened, taking a step, staggering and falling, finally crashing onto a large rock, hating his impotence:
"Dao Qiongcang—"
Dao Qiongcang’s body stiffened, then lost the ability to make sound completely, leaving only the sounds of "uh-uh" spasms and convulsions.
His vitality started to be severed, the Saint Xin aura around him thickened.
Under the pollution of the blood demon power, it was already making him the perfect vessel for Saint Xin.
"Dao Qiongcang—"
Xu Xiaoshou called again, and Dao Qiongcang could no longer hear.
Xu Xiaoshou’s tears flowed ceaselessly, crying aloud in sorrow, yet he could only give voice to his final reluctant farewell sentiment:
"Dao Qiongcang, my dear friend, after you die, I will leave the Shengshen Continent, and when my condition slightly recovers, I will return to slay Saint Xin to avenge you."
"But to prevent Saint Xin from tracing me through the Memory Path, I will use the Sea of Consciousness to obliterate everything of this world, including myself, related to the Dao ancestor, Dao Qiongcang, Yi Ji, Dao Peipei, all matters concerning you."
"I will remember you, remember your sacrifice."
"But I will also forget you, preventing your revival, ahhh, my heart cannot bear it, Dao Qiongcang—"
Though Dao Qiongcang could hear nothing, hearing this, his body shuddered, his eyes flipping from all white to having black pupils, showing repeated hatred.
"Convinced!"
He could no longer keep up the act, raising his left hand with difficulty, plunging it into his chest.
Previously, nothing was found, it never existed, and word after word was not aimed at Saint Servant and dear Xu Xiaoshou, that final card unexpectedly was pulled out.
It was...
A severed hand!
