Chapter 433: Dumb Hollows, just keep coming
"Uh uh"
Zommari only felt as if he were bearing the weight of a mountain on his head.
He exerted all his strength to beat the ground, attempting to lift his neck and desperately twist his body, but the giant hand remained immovable, as if the combined weight of one, no, even ten Hueco Mundo palaces were pressing down on his head.
He felt his head slowly sinking into the sand.
His skull emitted sounds of being unable to bear the load, and the sand kept pouring into his mouth and nose.
Zommari kept whimpering, his arms bending at an odd angle, followed by a futile attempt to launch a Cero at Fang Mo, who remained completely unscathed.
Forced into the sand, Zommari made a series of incoherent noises, followed by an explosion of immense spiritual pressure from his body, completing his Resurreccin.
After his Resurreccin, Zommari's body sprouted numerous eyes, and his lower half transformed into something resembling a lotus pedestal, also covered with eyes, which were now spinning chaotically.
Even so, he remained pinned to the ground by Fang Mo's hand.
"What did you say?"
Fang Mo even had the mood to tease the other: "You say you can't breathe? Sorry, the wind is too loud; I didn't hear you"
Indeed, the other couldn't speak with his mouth buried in the sand, but his ability was triggered. A multitude of eyes on Zommari's body suddenly focused on Fang Mo, followed by bursts of purple light.
Fang Mo didn't dodge.
The next second, several strange black marks appeared on his body.Read latest chapters at nov(e)lbin.com Only
After the black marks appeared, Fang Mo clearly felt a force affecting him.
It was as if a force wanted him to let go, but this force was too insignificant. If Fang Mo's strength was 10 geese, then this force was at most 0.5 geese, posing no threat at all.
"Oh, I remember now."
After noticing the opponent's ability, Fang Mo recalled: "You're that Espada No. 7, right? The one who can control people with his eyes?"
Indeed, he was Espada No. 7, known to have the fastest sonido among them, even inventing the skill "Double Sonido."
His Resurreccin ability seemed to be called "Curse Eye Sangha."
It was a kind of ability similar to Kid, where being stared at by him meant being controlled. However, since it was a Kid-like ability, it had its limits. In the original story, it could even be blocked by Bakud #81. So, it was normal for Fang Mo to withstand it physically.
"Look at you, with your sneaky, rat-like eyes. Are you thinking of stealing again?"
As Fang Mo spoke, he increased the strength in his hands.
The sound of creaking echoed continuously as Zommari's hands frantically slapped the ground, his ten fingers digging deep marks into the sand.
But in the next moment, the force applied by Fang Mo finally exceeded the limit Zommari could bear, and with a burst sound, the black bald head exploded like a watermelon, followed by his body trembling violently and then disintegrating into dust, disappearing on the spot.
Zommari's feelings at that moment must have been incredibly complex.
Initially, perhaps calm, then shocked and angry after being subdued by Fang Mo, and later desperately wanting to break free, only to find it impossible. That shock, despair, and an inexplicable sensation.
How is he so strong?
Why did this guy call me the N word?
Fang Mo retorted directly: "If you're really that great, then why is the number carved on your tongue a 5, not a 1? Could it be that my arrow exploded the entire Hueco Mundo, everything was annihilated... and then in the void, there was still a mouth floating around, just because your mouth, Nnoitra, is just too damn hard?"
"You this guy"
Angered by his words, Nnoitra, who was not one for verbal sparring, charged at Fang Mo with a speed boost.
Holding a huge scythe-like weapon in his hand, he aimed straight for Fang Mo's head and smashed down.
Fang Mo was too lazy to continue arguing with his opponent and simply drew his sword in a swift motion, cutting the opponent's weapon into two in an instant.
"Hmm?"
Nnoitra looked at Fang Mo in surprise, seemingly astonished by the hardness of his body.
"I have a question," Fang Mo said, then directly asked, "Can you block this sword?"
"Do you think your attack can hurt me!?"
Nnoitra snapped back, recovering from his surprise.
"Haha, okay."
Hearing this, Fang Mo laughed and then swung his sword forward, saying, "I see you've chosen the path to your demise"
Before the sword even struck, Nnoitra already felt an indescribable sense of danger and instinctively roared, his spiritual pressure erupting: "Pray! Holy Crying Mantis!"
With a loud shout,
Nnoitra suddenly grew six arms, each holding a huge scythe, and at that moment, six scythes overlapped in front of him to block the attack.
Then, biting his tongue and using his blood, he began to brew a Blinding Light of Falsehood in his mouth and sprayed it forward.
Fang Mo's Clausolas heavily struck the six scythes, instantly cutting them off, and continued to slice through the Blinding Light of Falsehood released by the opponent, finally landing directly on the opponent's face, slicing open the tongue, lips, and chin, and leaving a huge slash wound on the chest.
"How dare you?"
Nnoitra's tongue was split by the slash, and he uttered a somewhat unclear roar, but the next second, Fang Mo kicked him away.
Fang Mo didn't use his full strength with this kick, but Nnoitra still felt a tremendous force hitting him.
He saw his body forcibly bent in half from the stomach, like a cooked shrimp, spewing a mouthful of old blood and flying out like a cannonball, then hitting a giant stone pillar not far away, smashing through it, and finally falling onto the sandy ground, rolling several hundred meters before barely stopping.
"This what exactly"
Nnoitra struggled to get up, enduring the severe pain, and spoke incredulously.
"That's it? The Holy Crying Mantis?"
Fang Mo, not far away, also started mocking: "You seem more like a Happy Mantis. In a team fight of level six, you evolve your Q ability in front of nine people and then get killed by the defense tower. Good grief, you're just here to make things easier, huh? So Nnoitra, what's for dinner tonight?"
"Shut up! Do you think you can still hurt me!?"
Nnoitra roared back in frustration and immediately charged over: "I'm going to kill you /Bleam
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