The Ultimate Borer

Chapter 421 Hell Illusion Essence

"Everyone, try harder!"

Wang Dadong urged the combat power index. At this moment, Zhong Wanjun was almost fainting from the pain. Veins bulged all over his body and it seemed that he might die at any time.

"Lei Ting! Lei Ting! Lei Ting!..."

Because Zhong Wanjun had a towel stuffed in his mouth, he called out Lei Ting's name incoherently. The repeated calls made Lei Ting's body tremble.

"Lei Ting, why didn't you save me? Aren't we best friends? Why didn't you save me! I'm in so much pain! Please save me!"

Zhong Wanjun's eyes were deeply imprinted in Lei Ting's mind. Just from that one look, Lei Ting could imagine what Zhong Wanjun's eyes wanted to express to her.

"Click... click..."

Zhong Wanjun resisted violently, and the chair under him made a sound of being unable to bear the weight, as if it would collapse at any time.

"Zhong Wanjun, hold on!"

Wang Dadong shouted anxiously, there is only one chapter left in "The Sin of Orpheus". As long as he can hold on until the end, he will not die!

"Wow, hahahahaha... oh, why is it so lively!"

Suddenly, a sinister and evil laugh came from the side, and Fang Mu saw a familiar face.

"Black Dragon, you still dare to come?"

Fang Mu was a little alert. He had beaten Black Dragon so badly last time, and now he dared to show up. He must have other cards up his sleeve!

"Someone told me there was a gift prepared for me here, why wouldn't I come?"

The Black Dragon looked around and soon saw Zhong Wanjun tied to a chair.

“Ouch, ahhh…”

The black dragon looked at Zhong Wanjun, his body twitching, imitating Zhong Wanjun's painful expression.

"You little brats, how come you're so unloved by your classmates? Look at what you've done to your good classmates. It makes me... wow... hahahaha... I can't bear it anymore, hahaha!"

"Black Dragon, you'd better have a life-saving trump card!"

Seeing that some members of Ultimate Class were mentally disturbed, Fang Mu raised his fist, and a ray of combat power index appeared in his hand.

"It's not funny! You can't even take a joke!"

Black Dragon waved his hand and looked at the people who were playing the piano with all their might.

"I thought it was some grand gift, but it turned out to be a martial corpse!"

Zhong Wanjun was tied to a chair, unconscious, and a strange aura emanated from his body.

The black dragon grumbled with reluctance, but his eyes were fixed on Zhong Wanjun like a hungry wolf, as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

"A pure natural martial corpse, and a KO1!"

Black Dragon's facial muscles trembled with excitement, his eyes gleaming with greed. In the past, refining a martial corpse required not only a large sum of money to exchange for the miasma of immortality from the demonic realm, but also the painstaking search for the right person, a process with an extremely high failure rate.

And the Zhong Wanjun in front of him was like a gift from heaven. He rubbed his hands and spoke impatiently.

"In that case, I won't be polite!"

The black dragon stretched out a hand, and black magic energy eroded Zhong Wanjun like a venomous snake. Once the magic energy connected with Zhong Wanjun, this pure natural corpse would be his. Although the combat power of KO1 was not particularly powerful, it was still sufficient to handle some ordinary affairs.

At the critical moment, Fang Mu shouted loudly.

"Black Dragon, I think you are tired of living!"

Before he finished speaking, he flashed and appeared in front of the black dragon like a flash of lightning. His right fist, packed with powerful force, blasted towards the black dragon.

Black Dragon's face suddenly changed. He hastily withdrew his hand and took a few steps back in embarrassment, barely avoiding the fatal blow.

"Hey, Fang Mu, I'm just helping you deal with a problem student. Why wouldn't you want to do it?"

Black Dragon was still in shock, patting his chest to hide his inner fear. Fang Mu sneered coldly, and his combat power index instantly exploded. His powerful aura was like a surging wave, causing the hearts of those around him to tremble violently, and their movements almost stopped.

"If a teacher doesn't teach strictly, he's a lazy teacher. If my students have problems, I can discipline them myself, so I won't bother you with help!"

Fang Mu's voice was like a huge bell, echoing in the classroom.

"Mad, you still want to lie to me!"

The Black Dragon narrowed his eyes, feeling Fang Mu's powerful combat power index. Looking at Fang Mu's relaxed expression, he didn't believe that Fang Mu only had this much strength.

"But don't think I'll be unprepared like last time!"

As Black Dragon spoke, he took out a small purple bottle from his pocket.

"What is this? An upgraded version of the Power Pill?"

Wang Dadong looked curiously at the bottle in Heilong's hand. This bottle was completely different from the transparent bottle that had previously contained "Hell Vision." It contained a purple liquid that shone with a mysterious glow. As the liquid flowed, it seemed to have a captivating magic.

"Is this the 'Hell Vision Essence'?"

Fang Mu stared at the bottle with sharp eyes.

Upon hearing this, Black Dragon showed a look of surprise on his face.

"You...how do you know its name? Even I, Black Dragon, have never seen this thing before!"

"Ultimate Encyclopedia: Hellish Illusion Essence: A liquid originating from the demonic realm. Its raw material is the souls of demons that died after consuming Mandragora flower. It possesses extremely strong demonic properties. After consuming it, demonized practitioners with special abilities can increase their combat power index by a certain amount within three hours. However, it also has extremely strong side effects, placing a heavy burden on the user both physically and mentally!"

"Of course I know this thing, but do you think you can beat me with this thing?"

"Then let's give it a try!"

Black Dragon stood in the center of the arena, clutching the mysterious purple bottle tightly in his hand, a greedy and mad smile on his face. Without hesitation, he quickly opened the bottle and drank the eerily glowing purple liquid inside.

In an instant, his body seemed to be hit by a powerful force, and a series of crackling sounds came out from his body, as dense as frying beans.

Meanwhile, Xiu, Fang Mu, and the others were concentrating on playing the crucial melody. The strings of Xiu's guitar vibrated rapidly, and each note seemed to contain endless power.

While playing, he turned to look at Fang Mu, his eyes full of worry.

"Fang Mu, we still have one last little tune. Just hold on for two minutes and we'll be done!"

As the big boss of the Golden Time and Space, the threat posed by Black Dragon after he drank the bottle of mysterious liquid is naturally self-evident.

"Don't worry, he can't beat me!"

Fang Mu stared at the black dragon with a sharp gaze. He saw the black dragon's combat power index soar like a rocket, climbing from its original point all the way to point. The demonic energy around it also became increasingly dense, forming a series of black vortexes that sucked in the surrounding air.

"This is what it feels like to have power back!!"

Black Dragon roared to the heavens, a look of arrogance on his face. At this moment, his combat power index had almost reached the peak level he had reached ten years ago, and his entire body exuded a chilling aura.