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Chapter 77: Escape!

Cold ing...so there should be no update tomorrow

PS: There is no update on Sunday...

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A green light flashed by.

Yang Yun's attack was completely beyond Jater's expectations. He even had time to lift the arm holding the "Pseudo Enoch" and was beaten out by this punch.

Yang Yun's attack had already used all his strength. Because the Tianjing Sword self-destructed, the only weapon he could use was his own hands. However, even ordinary fists were amazingly powerful after turning on the "life burning" state.

With a crisp sound of bone breaking, Yang Yun's punch directly broke Jat's right arm that was blocking in front of his body in a hurry. The "Pseudo Eno" flew out of his hand in a swirl. And with a "bang", Jat hit the steel wall of the commander's room, and lay on the ground like a dog eating shit, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

When Yang Yun jumped out of the medical cabin and punched Jat, Chu Xuan had already pressed a button on the table.

The floor suddenly opened, and the dark hole swallowed Chu Xuan, and then closed in an instant. Only Yang Yun and Jat were left in the commander's room.

Jat's inference cannot be said to be completely wrong. The battle situation between the Frozen Fortress and the Deep Sand Fortress has reached an urgent level. Even when talking to Jat, Chu Xuan was commanding the army to fight the Zerg in the mental link. Now, Chu Xuan completely handed over Jat's affairs to Yang Yun to deal with, while he was concentrating on commanding the battle.

"You...why are you..."

Jat struggled to get up from the ground, but he couldn't even do this. He could only spit blood while he was struggling.

"So, you are not a wise man at all, aren't you? Chu Xuan is right. Even if I am still in a nightmare, I am worthy of being the wisdom of an ape."

Yang Yun shrugged, he did not give Jat the last blow, and looked at the "Pseudo-Eno" that fell to the ground.

"The Book of Pseudo Enoch... It seems that most of your strength comes from this book." Yang Yun said: "It's a pity that our team does not have the members of the team who have strengthened bloodlines related to demons, so this book cannot be used... So, it's better to ruin it."

As soon as he finished speaking, under Jat's horrified gaze, a green light suddenly lit up on Yang Yun's right hand. The light gradually condensed and finally formed a circular energy ball.

"Speaking of this... sleep these days is not completely useless. My injury itself requires deep sleep to recover, and this nightmare happened to be an opportunity. Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise. The ripples and life energy in my body actually merged, producing a higher level of energy..."

"But, this is a bit too expensive..."

While murmuring to himself, Yang Yun threw the energy ball in his hand towards the book "Fake Enoch" on the ground.

As if spring sun was melting snow, the moment he came into contact with the green energy ball, "Fake Enoch" produced subtle fluctuations from the cover of the booklet.

As the fluctuation became more and more intense, some powder began to gradually fall from the Book of Pseudo Enoch. Finally, with a loud bang, the whole book turned into dust under the illumination of green light, and disappeared as soon as the wind blew...

"You bastard..."

Jat half curled up and lay on the ground, watching the treasure he had been holding for a long time turn into dust. This middle-aged man, who was straight and like a professor, looked at Yang Yun with a resentful look, and he had no demeanor he had just now.

"Can't you resist this? You know, compared to the pain of the destruction of that broken book, the overlord died in the hands of a villain like you, for me..."

"This pain is more than tens of millions of times that of yours!"

Yang Yun sneered and kicked Jat hard on the body. The sound of a broken bone resounded clearly in the command room.

"Ahem...puff."

Jat covered his kicked abdomen, and Yang Yun kicked him up to the ground and slid for more than 20 meters.

"How did you...there were you escaped from that nightmare without me being discovered?" Even though he was seriously injured, Jater was still asking this question.

"Do you want to know? Then take this as a gift to send you to hell..." Yang Yun pinched his fist and gritted his teeth and said, "Although that nightmare is very realistic, as time goes by and my brain gradually recovers, the impact of the nightmare will become smaller and smaller on me... In the end, it was the main god's death team member who prompted me to wake me up completely."

"Chu Xuan asked the mental controller of Nanyanzhou team to block my mental power fluctuations, pretending to be an illusion that I was still in a nightmare and had never woken up, and to attract you to the bait. As a result, you came so stupidly... Idiot, carelessness and arrogance are destined to send your own life!"

While speaking, Yang Yun had already walked to Jat. He looked at Jat condescendingly and said coldly: "Okay... I'm finished speaking, next, you can pay for the Overlord!"

As the words fell, Yang Yun's right fist with green light hit Jat's heart hard!

However, the moment the fist touched the body, Yang Yun's expression froze.

Because the touch that comes is not the feeling that flesh and blood should have, but is more like a cold mirror.

"Bang."

As if a mirror was broken, the punch indeed hit Jat's heart, but it passed through without any obstacles, without even a drop of blood. Jat's body dissipated like a reflection in water...

"What?"

Yang Yun was stunned and turned around quickly. The next second, he found Jat's figure. The middle-aged white man in the suit was half-kneeling on the ground, looking at Yang Yun with a grim smile on his face.

On his hand was a yellow paper talisman.

"Random teleport reel... Oops!"

When Yang Yun first saw the yellow paper talisman, he recognized what it was. He had seen the exchange of this paper talisman from the Lord God... The random teleportation scroll can be moved randomly within a radius of 1,000 meters to 1,500 meters. He just needs to look at the direction he is facing.

"Bastard, remember it... I lost this time, but the next time I meet, it will be your death!"
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