Feng Huo and Mochi Yue worked hard to attract the fighting power of the Rakshasa Mother from the front, while Ouyang Hongye used this opportunity to go around behind the Rakshasa Mother again and touched the spine on her back that could unlock the full power of the Ghost Rakshasa.
When his sword came into contact with the distinctive black spine, he seemed to feel an impact similar to that caused by an explosion. The impact brought with it heat and threw him, Wang Yue and Feng Huo around.
Their consciousness probably paused for a second, but in this second, the mother of Rakshasa, whose power was fully activated, had already raised her sickle and slashed at Mochizuki who was closest to her.
Feng Huo recovered consciousness a little earlier than Wang Yue. Without any hesitation, he rolled and pushed Wang Yue away, but his back was pierced by the sickle of the Rakshasa Mother.
Heartbreaking pain instantly spread throughout Feng Huo's body, and all his organs seemed to be damaged at the same time. In this case, if he did not stop fighting immediately for treatment, he would definitely die. But now he had no time to think about these things. He had to survive the last ten minutes with Wang Yue and Ouyang Hongye.
"Fenghuo! Fenghuo!" Wangyue shouted to Fenghuo who was lying motionless on the ground while fighting and retreating with Ouyang Hongye to resist the attack of the Rakshasa Mother.
"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Feng Huo endured the severe pain and concentrated his demon power to temporarily suppress the continued deterioration of the wound.
There was only a fire ax left in his hand, so he slowly stood up relying on it as a support point, and stretched out his hand to summon back the fire ax that had fallen out when he fell.
"Scared me! You don't want to scare people like this!" Wang Yue thought that Feng Huo was really nothing serious, but he didn't even have time to take a long breath.
"There's no point in scaring people, you're a monster, okay?!" Feng Huo teased him with a forced smile.
Rakshasa increased her attack speed, and while her power was fully activated, her thinking ability was also lost. There was no pleasure in continuing the cat and mouse game. Now only killing could relieve the heat all over her body. It was precisely because she had lost the ability to think that she could not feel the fire of hell beginning to bite her body back.
Feng Huo took a deep breath and rejoined the battle.
For him, every movement would be accompanied by tearing pain from the wound on his back, and his internal organs seemed to be ready to strike at any time. He just wished that he could hold on a little longer, because he didn't want to leave two good brothers behind so early.
Ouyang Hongye was not fooled by Feng Huo's words. Not to mention being pierced by the scythe of the Ghost Rakshasa with all its power fully activated, even the severe injuries caused by the Hellfire used by the Rakshasa Mother before evolution were very serious. Can be fatal. But now there is no time to regret the decision he just made, because if he hesitates for a moment, Fenghuo may be injured in vain, and even himself and Mochizuki will be killed by the Rakshasa Mother's sickle before the plan succeeds.
The Rakshasa mother's back was attacked twice by Ouyang Hongye just now. She was so angry that she became stronger than when she had just taken the evolutionary fluid. And soon the power exceeded the limit of her control. She could only It felt like my whole body was on fire. Every time she returned to the scythe, the heat could dissipate a little, so she could only keep waving the scythe in her hand.
Every time Mochizuki's hand holding the Moon Shadow Knife collided with the Rakshasa Mother's scythe, he would be burned by the sparks of hell fire that shot out from the scythe. When he opened the sickle chopped off by the Rakshasa Mother, he could even smell the smell that comes out when the metal is close to melting.
The sickle struck by Rakshasa Mother did not hurt Wangyue. She then swung the sickle horizontally towards him, but was stuck by Feng Huo's two axes.
Ouyang Hongye knew that Fenghuo could last for three seconds at most, so he and Wangyue increased their attack speed infinitely during these three seconds and continuously attacked the Rakshasa Mother.
Their weapons made a "crack" sound when they collided with the purple skeleton of the Rakshasa Mother. Because the frequency of the sound was so rapid, it eventually became one sound.
But their attacks were not painful at all to the Rakshasa mother. She roared: "I'm tired of playing with this little skill! You all can die together!"
Then with a fierce force, while flicking Fenghuo and the ax away, Ouyang Hongye and Wangyue were also flicked aside.
After falling to the ground this time, Feng Huo really couldn't stand up again. Although there was too much reluctance in his heart, his body couldn't hold on. The wounds that had been forcibly suppressed with demonic power now fully exploded, and the bleeding caused by the injuries to the internal organs burst out from the wounds on the back and the mouth.
"Fenghuo!" Wangyue came to Fenghuo, looking at the blood on the ground, she finally understood that the wound he just said was not serious was just a lie to him.
"Leave me alone, hurry up and help Hong Ye deal with that witch!" Feng Huo said with difficulty, blood flowing down the corners of his mouth.
In desperation, Wangyue had no choice but to turn around and continue to fight against Rakshasa Mother. Unexpectedly, this turn around would be his farewell to Fenghuo forever.
Feng Huo was lying on his back on the ground. Not far away, there were the sounds of Ouyang Hongyue and Wang Yue fighting with the Rakshasa Mother, and further away, the battle between the Royal City Army and the Demon Demon seemed to have begun. He really wanted to force himself to stay conscious and hold on until the moment when the King's side won, but all the feelings were disappearing from his body, including the feeling of pain.
He laughed at himself and said that this might be a good thing. The pain was really unbearable just now, but now it feels much more relaxed. He slowly raised his eyes and felt a breeze blowing, and then his body got higher and higher. When he opened his eyes again, he found that it was Xiaonan who led him away from the battlefield.
Turning his face, Xiao Nan took him to the golden roof of Chenji Palace in Yongchuan, the royal city at dawn. He felt very lucky that this was the last picture he saw.
Mochizuki tried hard to hold back her heartache, but after her emotions were affected, she was obviously not as decisive as before when she used the knife.
"Do you want Fenghuo to sacrifice himself in vain?!!"
Ouyang Hongye woke him up with one sentence. He must live. Now the hatred he carries has doubled. He concentrated all the pain in his chest and the hatred in his heart into the Moon Shadow Knife, and swung it towards the Rakshasa Mother.
After several consecutive swings of the sword, even the Rakshasa Mother felt that Wang Yue was different from before.
Ouyang Hongye plans to use Wang Yue's power to quickly complete the demon alliance with him. Roughly five minutes have passed. As the time limit for Rakshasa Mother to be backlashed by her own power is getting closer and closer, her power has become stronger. Now perhaps only the Demon Alliance can withstand the last round of attacks from her.
Previously, he, Wang Yue and Ouyang Xiaoleng had formed a demon alliance, Huan Yue Lin, in a battle with Feng Lan, the strongest of the four fallen gods. Although only he and Mochizuki were present this time, with their extraordinary tacit understanding, they quickly found the common ground of their demonic powers.
The Moon Shadow Knife in Wangyue's hand once again transformed into the shape of a nine-petal lotus, while the red maple leaf-like flames formed by Ouyang Hongye's demonic power connected into several long ribbons. Those belts spun towards the Rakshasa mother and bound her body. Just as she was about to break free, the nine-petal lotus pressed on top of her head.
The lotus grew bigger and bigger, suppressing her for a while and unable to move. No matter how she struggled, Ouyang Hongye and Wangyue insisted on exerting their demonic power and never showed mercy.
The mother of Rakshasa was suppressed by the maple leaf chain and the nine-petaled lotus, and her knees gradually began to bend. Just when she was about to kneel to the ground, she suddenly exerted force, and the purple hellfire exploded, completely shattering the maple leaf chain and the nine-petal lotus, and she also showed a ferocious smile.
"Hahahahahaha! You can't even think of suppressing me with your little skills!" Unexpectedly, before she finished her words, her body began to melt with the fire of hell, "How could this happen?!"
"This is backlash! Didn't Qingyun tell you when he gave you the evolution water?! The consequence of turning into a ghost Rakshasa is that he will eventually be backlashed by the fire of hell. This cannot be changed!" Ouyang Hongye said as he spoke He Mochizuki took a few steps back to avoid the sparks splashed by the hellfire.
"You ruined my brother's appearance back then, and now you killed my brother Feng Huo. Now you finally reap the consequences!" Wang Yue couldn't tell what her mood was, whether she was happy or indifferent.
"My lord, Master Qingyun, save me! No!" Rakshasa mother tried to break free from the fire of hell, but her legs had melted and her body began to turn into a pool of liquid.
After all, she never saw the moment when Qingyun unified the three realms. As Qingyun's general, she was considered the most loyal one, but she was far less important in Qingyun's heart than her own imagination. Such an ending was something she had never expected, but it was also the result of her many evil deeds.
In the eyes of Wangyue and Ouyang Hongye, when Rakshasa's bones were completely melted by the fire of hell, the flames were extinguished, and the pool of liquid formed by her bones cooled quickly and turned into a purple rock.
The two of them sat on the ground almost at the same time, gasping for air. This battle was too fierce and exhausted all their strength.
"How's it going? Are you getting old before you get old? Look at you, you can't even stand up!" Wang Yue teased Ouyang Hongye, but there were tears in her eyes.
"Aren't you the same?" Ouyang Hongye hugged Mochizuki's shoulders, relying on each other to accumulate some strength.
"I've been fighting this witch for longer than you, so it's fair to be tired!" Mochizuki was still trying to be brave, and he tried hard not to shed tears. As long as the battle on the main battlefield continues, he and Ouyang Hongye will have no time to grieve.
"I can still fight for hundreds of more rounds, what about you?" Ouyang Hongye hugged Mochizuki and stood up.
"One hundred more than you!" Mochizuki took a deep breath. Without the burning heat of hell fire, her body felt much more relaxed.
The two of them were just like this, bickering and supporting each other as they walked towards the main battlefield behind them.