Chapter 531

Mo Fan had actually anticipated that Noba might control the power of fate and causality and gain some authority in this area in the future.

He had already foreseen this when he had just been promoted to mythical quality and possessed the talent ability of Disaster Flash.

The main effect of the talent ability of Disaster Flash is to add disaster to the opponent and make him encounter all kinds of bad luck. Continuously cause damage to him until death.

The longer the skill effect lasts, the more negative states will be on the person being blessed, and the greater the degree of impact will be.

And disaster itself is a kind of fate. Not to mention that this talent ability also has two completely different effects, positive and negative.

Using it on good people will not only not add bad luck to them, but will add good luck to them. Let them be blessed and everything they want will come true.

This is obviously the opposite of bad luck, one positive and one negative are both partial abilities of fate and causality.

With these two abilities at the same time, Mo Fan naturally doesn't believe that Noba has no possibility of controlling the power of fate.

However, at the beginning, he was not strong enough in terms of strength or life level. So he just touched the threshold and could not control it well, so the effect of the disaster flash was always random.

With the improvement of strength and further evolution, the situation has obviously changed greatly.

Now, Noba can obviously control this ability very well. He has reached the pinnacle in the use of the power of fate and cause and effect.

He can actively influence the fate of his opponent with his own will. Whether it is changing, transferring, or directly erasing, it can be done easily.

Obviously, his final path has been determined. Noba is going to take the path of fate. He runs all the way on the road of controlling fate and cause and effect without any hesitation.

Once the expert makes a move, he will know whether it is good or not. Once the disaster doll of eternal quality makes a move, it will cause great trouble to the three-legged golden crow.

Not only did it lose a kind of innate ability, but more importantly, it was suppressed in turn, and even lost a kind of attribute fundamentally.

Although these are only temporary. As long as Noba stops using the innate ability of fate modification, stealing, and modifying everything will return to normal.

But even so, it still poses a great threat to the three-legged crow in a short period of time.

What's more, it's not just Noba who attacked at this moment, there is also Mo Xiaozhi next to him.

With a puff, the candle wrapped in a layer of yellowed old paper was suddenly blown out.

The candlelight disappeared, leaving only a wisp of green smoke, slowly rising into the air.

And at the moment when the candle in Mo Xiaozhi's hand went out, the three-legged crow was struck by lightning.

It froze in place, its eyes were lifeless, and only a dull and numb state remained, as if the soul no longer existed at this moment.

Innate ability, the light goes out when the person dies.

Mo Xiaozhi's trick is still buggy, just light a candle. Use the invisible evil spirit power to connect the candle itself with the soul lamp on the other party's head. Then blow out the candle, which is equivalent to blowing out the other party's soul lamp.

Thus, the opponent can be dealt a heavy blow silently, or even be killed with one strike.

Noba couldn't help but praise him, and Mo Xiaozhi's pale face covered with oil paint couldn't help but reveal a smile. But then, he said with some regret: "

It's a pity that his level is much higher than mine. Otherwise, I might be able to kill him in one second with this move."

"You think too much. Even if his level is not higher than yours by ten levels, you can't really kill him with just one move of "The Lights Are Destroyed".

"After all, he has a natural ability, the Great Sun Golden Crow. Although it is a passive ability, the effect is really powerful, just like our eldest brother's shadow control."

"As long as there are dark shadows in the world, our eldest brother will not die. As long as the sun is not extinguished, he will not die."

"In other words, unless you can blow up the sun before him, it will be useless if you kill him. The other party can be resurrected in a minute."

Noba didn't give his good brother too much room for imagination, and directly poured a basin of cold water on his head to make him sober and rational.

Mo Xiaozhi also knew that his idea was unrealistic.

The Lights Are Destroyed is indeed very powerful and buggy, but its use is also restricted. It is only effective against opponents whose level is not higher than 10 levels and whose quality is not higher than their own.

Beyond this limit, either the skill will be invalid or the attack damage will be greatly reduced. Anyway, it is impossible to kill with one strike as usual.

Just like now, the fatal move fell on the three-legged golden crow, and it was barely able to delay it for a few seconds, making it lose consciousness for a short time, which was already the limit of the limit.But Mo Xiaozhi was not discouraged. Since it was not enough, he would try again.

The next moment, there was a bang. Mo Xiaozhi exploded on the spot, turning into countless pieces of paper, flying all over the sky, and completely shattered himself.

This fully explained what it meant to kill myself, and Noba next to him was stunned.

The round, empty eye sockets widened slightly, and the originally cute expression looked even more stupid at this moment, completely confused.

At this moment, it seemed that a familiar melody sounded around. "Little friend, do you have a lot of question marks?"

Fortunately, Noba was not confused for a long time, and soon realized what Mo Xiaozhi wanted to do.

Talent ability, paper man curse.

Another ability that makes the opponent feel disgusted. Damage yourself, and then transfer it to the opponent. You are fine, but the opponent's damage is fully maxed out.

For example, now, Mo Xiaozhi blew himself up, and as a result, the unlucky three-legged golden crow on the opposite side seemed to have a bomb exploded in his body.

The mighty and majestic body expanded from the inside out, and then exploded with a bang. Although it didn't say that his stomach was broken and his intestines were flowing, and his skin was torn, it was obviously not very comfortable.

The three-legged golden crow opened its sharp beak, groaned, and directly spurted out a large mouthful of golden and burning blood. It was obviously seriously injured. Compared with external injuries, internal injuries are always more fatal.

The rustling sound of paper friction sounded, and Mo Xiaozhi appeared from nowhere again intact. The previous self-explosion did not cause any harm to him at all.

Although it is said that the reason why Mo Xiaozhi's paper man curse can easily make the enemy spit blood is because of this. He is asking for death, but he wants to drag the other party with him.

When you sit at home, disaster comes from the sky. Obviously standing still, he suddenly suffered a fatal blow.

Lying down and being shot for no reason, how innocent, how unfortunate. Anyone would be unable to help but spit out three mouthfuls of old blood.

"Isn't that enough? I haven't used my ultimate move yet. Let me try this one."

Mo Xiaozhi looked at the three-legged crow spitting blood and couldn't help but sigh. Mo Shuhua's pure black eyes revealed a bit of teasing and playful look.

Of course, in the eyes of the members of the Dark Group, this was teasing and playful. In the eyes of outsiders, it was full of malice.

The look was quite malicious and full of creepy bad taste.

The next moment, Mo Xiaozhi raised his hand suddenly, and there was a whoosh, and the wind suddenly rose.

But this wind was particularly weird. Not only was it extremely cold, but the whistling sound brought by the wind blowing around was also particularly sharp.

Rather than saying that it was the sound of the wind, it sounded more like a shrill cry, as if someone was crying at a grave.

If at the beginning, it just made people feel a little weird and gloomy. Then soon, this horror was not just at the level of feeling, but really turned into reality.

The sound of jingling continued to ring, and countless papers were flying all over the sky, but the paper was not ordinary white paper.

Looking closely, the paper was colorful and painted with various colors, which looked quite fancy. Just like the colorful oil paint on Mo Xiaozhi's face.

But this is not the point. The point is that there seem to be numbers marked on the colorful paper. One hundred, five hundred, one thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, etc.

There are all kinds of numbers, big and small. The smallest is 100, and the largest seems to have no upper limit.

These are actually pieces of paper money, but obviously not living money for normal people.

Whether it is the overly fancy color or the overly large area, it shows this point.

There is only one kind of coin in the world that will have this situation, and that is the ghost money used for the dead.

Only ghost money will be this color, and only ghost money will have such an exaggerated face value.

While the banknotes were flying all over the sky, there were also shining coins falling from the sky. It appeared from nowhere, and then rolled down to the side of the three-legged golden crow in a very coincidental way.

It was shining with metallic luster, like the most beautiful gem, constantly attracting its attention. It was like a silent temptation, come and pick me up, come and pick me up!

Compared with paper money, the face value of coins is of course much smaller. Starting from 1, the largest face value is 99.

At the same time, the size is also different. Some are really the same size as ordinary coins, while others are as big as plates or even tires. It seems that the face value determines the size of the coin itself.

Soon, in a blink of an eye, the feet, surroundings, and the sky above the three-legged golden crow were all covered with paper money.

In all directions, wherever the eyes can be seen, paper money occupies every corner.

Even if the three-legged golden crow realized that something was wrong and wanted to divert his eyes,It was impossible not to look at these paper money.

Because there were already paper money everywhere, above his head, under his feet, and around him. No matter where he looked, he would see some more or less. There was no way to hide or avoid it.

"What the hell are these things, damn it." The three-legged golden crow was furious and quite irritated.

He wanted to tear up these flying papers, and even wanted to burn them all into ashes with the sun god fire.

But reason told him what he should do, but every time he was about to take actual action, he would inexplicably feel a kind of heartache. It was as if these paper money in front of him were his own things.

If he wanted to burn them with fire, it would be equivalent to burning his own money.

These papers were so beautiful and so tempting that people couldn't help but want to touch them and didn't want to destroy them at all.

This thought came inexplicably and was also very strange. The three-legged golden crow realized that he was affected, but he was powerless to resist. No matter what, he couldn't drive this thought away.