Chapter 552 Shock

The power of the curse created at the cost of death...

There is no worse combination of abilities than this.

Therefore, in terms of intensity, even well-informed members of the Twelve Earthly Branches will inevitably be frightened by this.

Now I see that Ella is in such pain after only transferring one-tenth of the power of the curse...

This made them realize that the curse attached to President Netero was most likely to have "pain" as its primary characteristic.

If we extrapolate this phenomenon backwards, we can deduce that the person who performed the technique must have put unimaginable effort into "bearing pain."

Only in this way can such a pure mantra be formed.

But it is precisely because of speculation that one is shocked by the determination of the person who performs the technique.

Just like what Ella said just now, what level of hatred does it take to reach this level?

So how did President Netero provoke such a crazy-willed person?

Random guesses cannot give everyone accurate answers.

At this moment, they could only hope that Nitro could hold on longer when part of the power of the curse was removed.

As for when Moyu can come back...

When they learned from Chiduo's answer that Moyu was on a spaceship that was about to cross the continent, they would inevitably feel deep despair.

Even if the spacecraft can temporarily land at the nearest airport, it will still take half a day to go back and forth.

Judging from Nitro's current state, let alone half a day, he might not be able to last even two hours.

If Ella hadn't transferred one-tenth of the power of the curse to herself now, I'm afraid there would be even less time left for Nitro.

"Who is it...?"

Among the members of the Twelve Earthly Branches, three-star terrorist hunter Chenlong Porter lowered his eyes, looking thoughtful.

Porter White is the most powerful person in the twelve earthly branches and has a professional sense of dealing with terrorists for many years. He is very sensitive to this kind of "sabotage".

"Could it be the 'remnants of Team Qing Rin'?"

When he finally had time to think, he quickly thought of this possibility.

If there is anyone in this world who wants Nitroma to die, it must be Team Qing Rin.

Although the second eradication operation against the "Qing Rin Team" was launched a few years ago, the possibility of some remnants escaping cannot be ruled out.

When the other twelve earthly branches heard Chenlong Bobai's words, they also felt that this possibility was very high.

"As expected of Team Seirin, who was once dubbed the 'Legend'. They are lingering like ghosts. It's scary to think about it."

Pariston sighed softly, sincerely sighing at the horror of Team Qing Rin.

But his words like this are equivalent to regarding Team Qinglin as the culprit.

But actually——

Pariston has thought of another possibility.

Based on his understanding of Biyang De, that man with unparalleled courage would never resort to such shady means even if he decided to attack President Netero.

In other words, that man disdained this method.

What he would do was definitely stand upright in front of President Netero and then launch a life-or-death challenge.

So……

Excluding the possibility of Biyande's actions, the other person who hopes that President Netero will die quickly is most likely King Huiguorou of the Cajin Kingdom who can't wait to "leave his name in history".

As Biyande's partner, this king was the only one who only wanted to start the plan to "open up the new continent" as soon as possible.

Pariston thought of this possibility, so he naturally strengthened the theory that the culprit was the "remnants of the Qing Rin Team".

He would not let anyone present guess that this matter might have something to do with gray pot meat.

It's not to maintain the important cooperative relationship between each other, but to see "colleagues" troubled by this matter.

This will make him feel really happy.

"Damn Team Qing Rin!"

Kang Zai showed a fierce look and punched the air hard, his voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "Like a stinky rat, he only hides in the sewers to do sneaky things. It's so insidious. nausea."

At this point, Kang Zai suddenly looked at Pariston and explained in a somewhat unnecessary way: "Parishton, I'm not scolding you."

"..."

Pariston was silent for a moment.

If someone else said this, they would probably be criticizing someone else.

But if it was Kang Zai, Pariston knew that Kang Zai was really not scolding him.

It's just a bit of a mistake...

But what could Pariston say? All he could do was show Kang Jae the cheerful smile that always appeared on his face.

While Ella was trying to "digest" some of the thoughts of death, the members of the Twelve Earthly Branches who were unable to help began to think about the source of the power of the curse.

According to the conjecture first put forward by Chenlong Bobai, everyone will inevitably target the Qinglin team who seems to be lingering.

From their perspective, if there is anyone in the world who wants to send President Netero to hell, it is indeed Team Seirin.

But regardless of whether the caster has anything to do with the Seirin Team, the more important thing now is to remove the power of the curse from President Netero.

otherwise……

Everyone felt heavy.

For a moment, the only sound in the ward was Ella's heart-rending wails.

If it is a normal eradication, you usually only need to bear the risk of failure to eradicate it, instead of suffering extreme pain like Ella is doing at the moment.

Perhaps because of this, there are less than ten mind-eliminating masters in the world who can deal with the thoughts after death.

As time passed...

Ella's screams gradually became hoarse.

The pain that ordinary people could not bear made her exhausted.

But as the "digestion" progressed, the pain imposed on the body and mind was gradually weakened.

This is a good sign.

But...

It's too heavy.

Ella was sure that she could not use the mind-eliminating ability a second time.

"I... I can only do... so much..."

Leaning on the table leg without caring about her image, Ella's whole body was soaked with sweat, and her face was so pale that she could not see any blood.

Qiduo squatted in front of Ella and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your hard work, Ms. Ella."

"..."

Ella nodded weakly, and no longer had the strength to say anything extra.

Everyone's eyes paused on Ella for a moment, and then shifted to Netero.

The black thing that had been drained of one-tenth of its volume was still causing trouble on Netero's body.

Judging from the current situation, it would not be surprising if the power of the curse took Netero's life in the next second.

"Is there any other way?"

The black-skinned tall beauty Sishe Geer of the Twelve Earthly Branches frowned and asked.

Her question was equivalent to determining that Moyu could not come back in time.

If Ella could continue to weaken the power of the curse, then she could still pin her hopes on Moyu.

Unfortunately, Ella could not buy more time.

So instead of pinning her hopes on the "impossible" result, it would be better to find a solution as soon as possible in the remaining time.

"Should we try to attack that mass of things...?"

Weiyang Yinda's voice was filled with obvious crying.

Crook, the Rooster Bird next to him, said in a bad tone:

"Stupid, idiot, big fool, that is a curse that has been greatly enhanced after death. If you attack it casually, it will only make the president's condition worse. Don't you think about why Ella has to suffer that?"

"So... that's why I said to try it."

Weiyang Yinda's confidence plummeted.

Crook, the Rooster Bird, shook his head and was too lazy to say anything more.

There is an essential difference between the normal state of mind and the mind after death.

Piyon shook his phone and frowned, saying: "The results are out. There is no second mind remover in Shivadani City."

Hearing Piyon's words, everyone's face became more solemn.

"If we can only wait now, why don't I try to pull the president into the psychological treatment room..."

The two-star trouble hunter Wu Masaqiu slowly suggested: "Maybe we can use 'space' to separate the power of the spell. Even if it doesn't work, I can at least use 'hypnosis' to relieve President Netero's pain."

"Hey, don't talk like you're going to prepare for the president's funeral."

Kangzai's mood was obviously affected by Netero's current situation, and he spoke as if he had eaten gunpowder.

Wu Masaqiu didn't care about Kangzai's attitude at all. As a psychologist, he could always accept all the irritable emotions with a normal heart.

"I just made a suggestion based on the current situation. As for whether to adopt it, it will naturally be decided by everyone together."

He looked at Kangzai, who did not hide his irritability, and his tone of voice was as soft as ever.

Kangzai frowned, and when he opened his mouth to say something, his eyes suddenly condensed.

In just a moment, he sensed an extremely terrifying breath of telekinesis.

The members of the twelve earthly branches present also noticed the powerful and conspicuous telekinetic aura that was as bright as the sun.

Almost at the same time, the twelve earthly branches looked towards the window of the ward.

When they looked over, they had already opened their pores and released the maximum amount of manifested aura.

Under this premise, Kangzai and Porterbai flashed to the window, like two door gods on the left and right, and instantly prepared to welcome the powerful telekinetic aura.

Members of the twelve earthly branches such as Piyon and Mizestun protected Netero who was lying on the bed.

As for Qiduo, who was closest to Ella, he protected Ella who was suffering without hesitation.

This sudden telekinetic aura made the twelve earthly branches in the ward respond in their own ways.

However——

The speed of the arrival of the telekinetic aura was beyond their imagination.

Crash!

The dazzling light visible to the naked eye was clearly still very far away, but by the time it reacted, it had already shattered the window into countless pieces, then penetrated the air in the ward and hit the giant TV on the wall.

"!!!"

Kang Zai and Porter Bai, who were guarding the window, were shocked and turned around suddenly to look at the mental light that bombarded the TV screen.

The light that was carried away turned into countless light spots and disappeared, revealing a black long knife inserted in the center of the TV screen.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or a deliberate control, but only half of the blade of this fierce black knife was immersed in the TV screen, so that the other half of the blade exposed outside was suspended steadily.

Normally, at this terrifying speed, it would not be surprising to cross the entire hospital in an instant.

And on the blade of the black knife, some obscure characters can be seen.

"That is..."

Kang Zai, Pyoen, Chido and others were all startled when they saw the black knife inserted into the TV screen.

Although there are many strange characters on the black knife that are shining...

But this black knife does belong to Moyu!

Just when they were surprised by this, a figure appeared out of thin air and stepped firmly on the blade of the black knife.

The person who came was none other than Moyu, who was rushing back at a frantic speed.

After receiving the notice from Chiduo and the others, Moyu jumped off the spacecraft flying above the clouds without hesitation.

He lost the shadow clone's ability to change shape, but he still had the ability to transfer the divine word.

After jumping from the spaceship, he engraved the divine word of transfer on the black knife, and with the help of the explosive flying ability of "God Speed", he came towards Swadani City at an extraordinary speed.

Because the total amount of "potential energy" has been strengthened by "thoughts of death", he doesn't have to worry about battery life while on the road.

He vented his mind like this crazily, and finally came to the ward in this way.

It's just that the way he appeared was too shocking...

No,

It should be said that his "breath" was so powerful that all the members of the twelve earthly branches present tensed up in an instant.

"This is the 'combat state'..."

Porter Bai looked at Moyu, who was exuding strong pressure, and his pupils shrank sharply.

This is still a state without "hostility"...

If Moyu injects hostility or murderous intent into that kind of aura, I'm afraid the sense of oppression will immediately rise to a new level.

Even the person in charge of strength, Porter Bai, was frightened by Moyu in a fighting state, let alone Ge'er and Yinda...

If they hadn't reacted at the last second, they would have probably attacked Moyu directly in this high-pressure state.

"Moyu, you..."

Kang Zai looked at Moyu blankly.

"Don't ask, they just flew here."

Before Kang Zai could finish speaking, Moyu replied casually. Immediately, under the shock of everyone's gaze, he landed lightly beside the hospital bed and glanced at Nitro, who was being tortured by the power of the curse.

"The curse after death...it's quite rare."

Moyou frowned slightly, not even intending to give the twelve Earthly Branches present a chance to "ask" further. He just waved his hand and slapped the twisted shadow thing.

laugh--

The filthy shadow object struck by Moyu's palm suddenly shattered like a bubble and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Even part of the power of the curse that was still tormenting Ella was instantly dissolved into nothingness.

The whole process was as easy as popping a bubble with a needle.

As the filthy shadow disappeared, the originally disgusting evil aura also disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Potter and other members of the Twelve Earthly Branches all had their pupils trembled, and their hearts stirred up violent waves.

Of course they know that Moyu's ability to eliminate thoughts is very powerful, but this...

Isn't it too simple? !

Moyu ignored their reactions and wondered to himself: "Soul embers...?"

This is what he received after eliminating thoughts.

No longer emotional fragments, but something called "soul embers."