Chapter 630: Uncompromising Life (3)
In the blink of an eye, Feng Qi turned into a blood-colored giant more than 9 feet tall.
She winked at him from afar and ran towards him at an extremely fast speed.
At this moment, Mu Qing’s fist wind also attacked.
Facing the attack, the owner of the fog subconsciously dodged.
It barely dodged the attack, but the aftershock still dispersed a large part of the gray fog.
But at this moment, Feng Qi’s figure appeared in front of it and his blood-colored fist suddenly smashed down.
In the face of a sneak attack, the owner of the fog condensed a gray fog fist and collided with Feng Qi’s.
Boom!
The impact spread out with them as the center, pushing away the layers of gray fog.
Right on the heels of that, the fog fist of the owner of the fog dissipated, and Mu Qing moved behind it, scattering its body.
Under the continuous attacks, the owner of the fog felt helpless.
It thought that Feng Qi was the weaker target. After all, he had not made a move.
It did not expect him to be so powerful.
Now that the two of them had joined forces, it had no hope of winning.
With its strong desire to live, it decisively chose to consume its origin power in an attempt to break out.
The gray fog turned blood-red under the wash of blood and Qi. A huge blood and Qi giant slowly condensed and slapped Feng Qi away.
Looking at the blood-colored giant condensed from blood and Qi, Feng Qi had a complicated expression.
A similar scene had once happened in Former Days City.
At that time, to save him, the owner of the fog had risked its life to exhaust its origin power to fight.
Complicated emotions surged in his heart, but he gritted his teeth and chose to pounce on the owner of the fog.
His soft-heartedness at this moment felt like a betrayal to all his peers on this sacrifice timeline.
He was carrying everyone’s hope. He had to be ruthless and kill the owner of the fog, not giving it any chance to escape.
Confronted by the combined attacks of Feng Qi and Mu Qing, the fog’s owner attempted to ascend into the sky, only to be scattered and then gathered once more.
The gathering of the blood fog became more strenuous. The owner of the fog struggled like a hungry wolf.
Its endless desire for life made it unwilling to die here.
It had unlimited ambitions for the future and a wish to revive its clansmen.
Everything had yet to happen.
But this time, facing Feng Qi and Mu Qing’s joint attack, it had no chance of escaping, not to mention that Lu Yue was waiting outside.
Under the frenzied attacks, the healing speed of the blood fog giant continued to weaken.
Finally, a portion of the blood fog giant’s body could no longer support it.
Amid the blood-colored light, the purple-haired and purple-eyed youth stared at them fiercely, his eyes filled with resentment.
“I won’t fall… Never!”
Under Mu Qing’s heavy attack, the owner of the fog’s eyes became blurry as it muttered to itself in a pleading manner.
Its words were filled with endless longing for “life”.
While its consciousness was in a daze, the scenes from opening the path appeared in its mind.
It was as if time and s.p.a.ce were intertwined. The past flashed through its mind like a slideshow.
That year, it stood in front of the gray fog throne in a gray fog battle robe. The lights in front of it were as bright as day, and countless clansmen bowed.
At that time, it swore to the entire clansmen.
It had to lead its clansmen to stand at the peak of the mountains until they transcended the cycle of life and death and welcomed a glorious, eternal future.
The bold words and ambitions of that time were still vivid in its mind.
When its life was in danger, it looked up at the sky and reached out to grab the stars in the sky, trying to grab an unattainable chance of survival. Its swaying body seemed to collapse at any moment.
Roar!
Like a dying light, it gazed at the sky and executed its final, uncompromising move. Time seemed to freeze in that moment, causing Feng Qi’s heart to tremble uncontrollably.
The memories of growing up with the owner of the fog surfaced in his mind.
From the snow-covered front line to the days of collaboration in Winterfrost, then to the Former Days Supply Area where they acquainted themselves with the bottom-level fishing warriors, followed by the journey to the Death Star Combat Team… and ultimately to their years in the Tiger Soul Research Inst.i.tute.
The owner of the fog once stood at the top of the Tiger Soul Research Inst.i.tute’s headquarters building and pointed at the rising red sun.
“Ah Qi, when I reach the peak in the future, I will have a spot for you by my side.”
When he asked the owner of the fog why it was determined to climb to the peak, the owner of the fog smiled and replied.
“At the peak of the mountain, I saw a huge river flowing. I felt that the wind was vast and mighty. There was the true freedom I wanted there. No one could decide the future of me and my clansmen!”
At that time, the owner of the fog’s eyes were filled with yearning for the peak.
On the execution ground, the owner of the fog fought in front of him and carried him on its back.
When he asked why it had come, the owner of the fog replied with a smile.
“My clansmen are dead. You’re the only family I have now. I’ll take you home.”
In the end, the owner of the fog, with its infinite desire for life, trembled and told him that he would walk down the path for it and witness the true peak.
It even risked its last breath to leave the Flesh Cauldron’s trajectory to him.
Its last wish before it died was that he could finally stand at the peak and help it admire the scenery at the peak.
It was undeniable that the owner of the fog was cruel and heartless. It would resort to unscrupulous means for the sake of benefits. It treated all lives as chess pieces that could be controlled and sacrificed at will.
However, its feelings for him seemed so real.
Facing the owner of the fog, Feng Qi felt guilty.
Seeing his helpless and dazed appearance, Feng Qi’s heart ached.
But he still chose to close his eyes.
Mu Qing’s fist that was as blazing as the sun smashed down at this moment…