I’m In Charge of SCP

Chapter 434: Can't die yet

The power of the Hanged King comes from the Scarlet King.

With the help of the Scarlet King, he regained control of the Lost City of Alakada.

But as a king, he is unwilling to be controlled, even if the opponent is a god.

So after countless hardships, he finally got out of the control of the Scarlet King with the help of Zhang Jue.

The power of the Scarlet King is undoubtedly more powerful than the Hanged King.

But it has not completely entered the main dimension now, and its power is only about half of its heyday.

Otherwise, it is impossible for Zhang Jue to delay him for so long.

And fighting the Scarlet King, the Hanged King has an advantage that no one has-his power comes from the Scarlet King, and no one in this world is more familiar with it than him.

The Scarlet King also sensed the appearance of the Hanged King.

This monarch out of his control also impressed him.

There is no open mouth, no threats and temptations to each other.

The battle between the two evil gods just started silently.

Zhang Jue was once fortunate to have seen the battle between Mr. B of the Broken God and Ion.

But after all, they had just finished the ascension ceremony, and they were not proficient in using the power of the gods, so they could only be counted as young gods.

Now Zhang Jue travels back to that time, without the help of Mr. B, he can fight Ion for 300 rounds.

But the Hanged King is different from the Scarlet King.

They are all the evil gods who have been famous for a long time.

Master the power of God with perfection.

Especially the Scarlet King, before he invaded this dimension, he had no idea how many other parallel worlds he swallowed.

If according to Mr. B, most of the power of God comes from their followers, then there are countless followers of the Scarlet King.

The strength of these two evil gods is by no means comparable to that of Ion and Mr. B.

And the battle between them is not something mortal can get involved.

Not even Zhang Jue.

When the contest between them began, Zhang Jue felt that this space became distorted.

There are no landslides, no squalls and showers, and only distortions.

Both evil gods are trying to gain control here.

Who can dominate this space, who can gain the initiative in the next battle.

The entire space became two colors.

One red and one black.

The junction of the two colors is the most distorted space.

In some places, a gap was even opened.

Some stones were attracted by the cracks and finally disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Jue felt that his body was about to be torn apart.

Being sucked into the cracks of space is no joke.

He was originally curious, but now it seems that the battle between gods is not something he can observe.

He returned to his own alien space.

Although it was filled with the tentacles of the Scarlet King, it must have no time to take care of itself now.

He entered his own alien space, and he saw the tentacles drooping down, like eggplants hit by frost.

Zhang Jue was not polite, summoning his long black knives and cutting them off one by one.

After half an hour, he finally cleared the tentacles in his alien space, but he couldn't clear the red mist unless he completely killed the Scarlet King or drove out of this dimension.

I don't know what is going on outside.

Zhang Jue wanted to go out and have a look, but he was afraid that he would become cannon fodder as soon as he went out.

Speaking of it, he and the Hanged King are actually mutually exploiting.

When he is in danger, it is unknown whether the Hanged King will save him or whether he is capable of saving him.

Waited another half an hour.

Zhang Jue felt that the red in his space had become rich again.

This means that the Scarlet King is growing stronger.

This is not a good sign.

No, it's not his style to sit and wait.

Even if he was torn apart by a powerful force after going out, it was much better than sitting here and waiting for death.

With a thought, Zhang Jue returned to outer space.

The entire space was almost nothingness, and the rock layer underneath was contested by two evil gods, and there was no scum left. Zhang Jue felt as if he was suspended in the air.

Red occupies an absolute advantage.

The Hanged King and the black represented by him are only a sphere with a diameter of less than 100 meters.

Fortunately, Zhang Jue appeared inside the black ball,

If he appeared in the domain of the Scarlet King now, he would probably be torn to pieces at once.

"Brother, you can't do it either." Zhang Jue observed for a while and said, "I wouldn't call you over if I knew this."

Originally, the Hanged King's attention was all on the confrontation with the Scarlet King. Hearing Zhang Jue's yin and yang strangeness beside him, he gave a cold snort.

"You continue to talk coldly, we don't have much time anyway."

"Hey, do you think I should write a suicide note now?"

"You can write, but it's no use. This place will soon be occupied by the Scarlet King. After defeating us, its next target is the earth."

"In that case, we still have to win it."

Zhang Jue let out a hey, and observed it back and forth, and found that under the pressure of the red, the space of the black ball was compressed smaller and smaller.

When he first came out, he was still about a hundred meters in diameter.

But the effort of just saying a few words was almost reduced by half, only less than 50 meters left.

At this rate, in about three or two minutes, each of them will become the first group of pigs and dogs for the Scarlet King to descend on the earth.

"How can I help you?"

Zhang Jue asked.

The Hanged King glanced at Zhang Jue during his busy schedule.

The meaning is obvious.

The battle between our two gods, what can you do as a mortal.

Zhang Jue saw his disdain, and said: "It's better than nothing, have you ever heard this song, life has only been a few decades, after a year or a year, after washing the sauna and watching the watch, one more second is one second? ~"

Zhang Jue's broken gong voice is not suitable for singing at all. The five notes are six to seven short.

It happened that he was very intoxicated in singing.

But this is his style.

No matter how desperate the situation is, as long as he still has a breath, he will never let the atmosphere become depressed.

The Hanged King was not amused by such inferior jokes, but showed a look of contempt.

But after a while, he still said: "Use your most powerful tactics to attack me."

Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows: "That's it?"

Hanged King said: "That's it."

Zhang Jue nodded, knowing that the Hanged King probably has the ability to convert damage into his own energy.

"Okay, then don't blame me!"

After finishing talking, Zhang Jue rubbed his wrist and turned his ankle again, like an athlete who is about to come on stage. If time doesn't allow him, he probably needs to do some stretching exercises.

After doing this, he took out a staff from his different space.

The staff was purple-gold, with a light blue gem inlaid on the top, gleaming.

It was given to him by Merlin, the most famous magician in human history.

After so long, he has never used it.

Merlin is a holy magician, the highest height a human can reach with his body.

And the staff he gave to Zhang Jue is said to be able to absorb the magic power between heaven and earth by itself, instantly cast all the magic below the curse, or use a forbidden curse.

Zhang Jue, the power of Forbidden Curse, was fortunate to have seen it once.

But this staff can make Zhang Jue, who doesn't understand magic, also use the forbidden spell.

It can be said that this is the most powerful weapon he currently has.

not only.

Before Zhang Jue used it, he successively opened his second and third forms.

He injected all the remaining power in his body into this staff.

Success or failure in one fell swoop.

Zhang Jue held up the staff with one hand, his face showed firmness, and shouted loudly.

"Poroopolo—what's the matter?"

Casting spells requires chanting spells.

Zhang Jue found out that he had forgotten halfway through the words, and quickly rummaged in his pocket.

The Hanged King was speechless to ask the sky.

After a while, Zhang Jue took out a piece of paper that had been crumpled into a ball, opened it and recited a few words in silence before regaining the pose just now.

"Sakaradova—Muni shook the duo!!"

Following Zhang Jue's violent shout, a huge energy hovered on the staff in his hand.

Although it is impossible for spiritual power to exist in this different space, the spiritual power contained in this staff has long since been polished by Merlin for thousands of years.

Coupled with Zhang Jue's own mental power, the energy it has gathered has reached a very terrifying level.

A huge ball of light suddenly appeared.

The light of the ball of light is very dazzling, not inferior to the black of the Hanged King and the red of the Crimson King.

It seems that what Zhang Jue is holding is not a staff, but a sun.

"Forbidden Curse-Twilight of the Gods-Ha!!!"

Zhang Jue roared and threw the ball of light to the Hanged King.

The sphere of light flew extremely fast and reached the Hanged King in the blink of an eye. It suddenly swelled and exploded violently.

But the Hanged King had been prepared for a long time, and a gloomy breath appeared from him, enveloping the ball of light.

The huge energy produced by the explosion of the light ball was not wasted at all, and all was sucked into his body.

The Hanged King's little energy has been greatly replenished in an instant.

With the help of Zhang Jue, the Hanged King finally began to fight back.

The black, which had been suppressed by the red, began to rapidly expand outward.

Zhang Jue and Hanged King finally have room to breathe.

Zhang Jue sat down paralyzed, and his whole person became a little wilted.

He contributed all his strength to the Hanged King, even if there was a beautiful woman without clothes standing in front of him at this time, he probably couldn't be interested.

"Man, it's up to you next."

After Zhang Jue finished speaking, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

He suffered internal injuries.

When the strength is exhausted, even the body's recovery becomes slow.

After coming to this world, he has never become so weak. At this moment, even a three-year-old child can stabb him to death with a single knife.

And what he faced was the Crimson King, one of the most powerful evil gods in the world.

But he has no other choice but to trust the Hanged King.

The Hanged King was also a little surprised.

Although he had received Zhang Jue's help, it was all on a spiritual level. He didn't expect that Zhang Jue's energy exploded in an instant would be so powerful.

This has completely transcended the category of a normal human being.

After receiving Zhang Jue's assistance, the Hanged King's strength greatly increased, and he was able to fight against the Scarlet King.

Black fought back against red.

The territory that had been invaded was recaptured inch by inch.

"Man, you can't waste my effort."

Zhang Jue sat on the ground, propped his body with one hand, looking up at the sky.

It can be seen to the naked eye that the space that the Hanged King can control is gradually increasing.

"Shut up!"

Although the situation is better than before, at this moment, the Hanged King's expression is still very serious, because he knows that the Scarlet King is definitely not so easy to deal with.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the black breath to counterattack slowly and finally stopped.

The voice of the Scarlet King also rang from all directions.

"Resistance is futile. It will only make you more painful."

Zhang Jue shouted to the sky: "I am suffering from your sister!"

But it was a contest of strength at this time, and Zhang Jue's mouth and guns did not play any role.

Over time, red began to gradually gain the upper hand.

But this time, Zhang Jue and Hanged King had no other means of supply.

"what!!"

The Hanged King roared, and also sacrificed his last bit of strength, trying to resist the erosion of the Scarlet King.

But he forgot one thing.

He is the person who knows the Scarlet King best, but his power comes directly from the Scarlet King.

The Scarlet King knew him more deeply than he himself.

The red counterattack came faster and more violent than expected.

In less than two minutes, Zhang Jue and the Hanged King were compressed into a very small space again, even more aggrieved than when Zhang Jue came out.

Zhang Jue simply lay on his back on the ground.

But there was no fear or disappointment on his face.

Because it doesn't work.

Man proposes, God disposes.

As long as I have done my best, there is nothing to regret.

"Your Majesty, do you have any last words?"

Zhang Jue asked.

"Shut up!" The Hanged King showed a violent nature. If possible, he really wanted to use the whip to flick Zhang Jue a few times, but he had no chance.

"Oh, you ask me, my last word is, I hope I can die handsomely, if possible, hire me some people in black and bow to me at my funeral—"

This is the last words spoken by Zhang Jue and Hang Wang.

After that, both people were surrounded by the mass of red.

Zhang Jue felt that his body was being eaten by the ants, but he had no strength to manage it, and now he just wanted to sleep.

His consciousness gradually blurred.

But at this last moment.

He seemed to hear someone calling him.

"Zhang Jue! Where are you?"

"Zhang Jue! You can't die!"

"Zhang Jue—"

Dr. Yang? ? ?

Zhang Jue was shocked. Shouldn't she leave here with the members of Flying Eagle Team?