He Comes From the Void

Kahn looked at Shen who was lying on the ground, and through the void vision, he could see that the color of life on him was gradually weakening.

If he rushed over at this time and implanted the power of the void into Shen's body, it might be possible to save him.

Regardless of the benefits that saving Shen can bring to him, Ku Shuo and Jie are watching them covetously, splitting the skin armor at such a time would be too much of a burden.

But at this moment, an abnormal phenomenon in Shen's body firmly attracted his attention—for some reason, after Shen's vitality weakened to a certain level, the speed of the weakening slowed down significantly.

Is this dying? What is he waiting for?

"You are not ashamed! I have finished all the good things for you!"

When he came back to his senses, he heard Kaisha angrily reprimanding Ku, and Kahn finally heard what Ku said. He spat secretly, and with his backhand, a lightning bolt went over to test his details.

Scorching lightning tore through the air, and a puff of black smoke emerged from Kushuo's sleeve, turning into a shadow to protect him.

The brightest and darkest collided with each other. The two should cancel each other out, but Kahn's lightning bolt contained the power of the void. Even if it was resisted by the shadow, the aftermath of the explosion still tore Kushuo's robe.

His haggard face was as cold as ice, his white hair was disheveled, and a brown age spot on his old forehead was particularly conspicuous.

Ku said that he didn't suffer any substantial damage, but he failed in the first fight, which made him feel ashamed.

"Arrogant junior, I will forge your souls into weapons, and you will be tortured forever!"

He tore off his tattered robe, revealing his muscular upper body. Black tattoos are all over his body, on his neck, arms, chest and back... The ink-colored lines even extend below the belt, and he doesn't know how much is hidden in the lower body.

These tattoos squirm, they are alive and conscious, and they may even make sounds that only the wearer can hear.

Ku Shuo walked up the steps quickly, and Kai'Sa's Icacia Rainstorm also shot out.

Just now Ku said that she was too close to Shen, and Kaisha pressed her cheeks to leave a whole body for Shen. Now Ku said that she walked away alone, she no longer suppressed her anger, and all of them burst into flames. Plasma spurts out.

The hovering missiles came crashing down, Kushuo turned into black smoke and shuttled forward, and the stone steps behind him shattered and collapsed under the continuous bombing.

He reached out to grab the black box filled with black air, but he was not the only one who wanted to get the black box.

Kahn chased him from behind, far faster than him.

Ku said that he wanted to push Kahn away, but Kahn also had the same idea. The shadow hand and sharp claws stretched towards each other, but they were avoided by each other with shadow escape and blur.

The hands of the two touched the black box at the same time. They fought fiercely, holding the black box with one hand to prevent it from being snatched by the opponent;

Relying on the strength of his skin and armor, Kahn resisted and said a stab through the heart, snatching the black box from his hand. And how could Ku Shuo be willing to give up the black box, the shadow hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the black box.

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With a crisp chiming sound, the black box was opened—Master Kushuo's shadow hand failed to snatch the black box back from Kahn's hand, but just grabbed the gap and opened the lid.

A mass of thick ink-like liquid splashed out, extremely deep and dark, as if a layer of darkness had been covered in the sky.

Both of them were soaked through, and Kahn instantly felt that something was trying to get under his skin, a shadow wanted to wrap his mind, instill in him contempt for the weak, and to him Hinting at an ancient dark magic.

But it was only for a moment, after being invaded by the black ink, the Void Skin Armor activated its instincts, devouring the black ink frantically, swearing its own sovereignty, like an unreasonable hungry demon.

These black inks were conscious, they were afraid of the skin armor, they dripped to the ground along the sharp protrusions of the skin armor, gathered into a ball and flowed towards Ku Shuo's feet.

Seeing this, Ku Shuo couldn't stop laughing wildly, let go of his body and let the ink penetrate into his skin and pour into his nose. The ink seemed to be boiling, rolling violently around his body, gradually drowning out his laughter.

Kahn stretched out the mantis knife and pierced the ink ball, but he didn't feel any blockage, as if his body had already melted into the ink ball.

He could only keep stirring, imagining inserting chopsticks into the egg and breaking the egg yolk, so as to prevent the changes in Ku Shuo's body.

But it doesn't seem to work.

Gulu...gulu...gulu, that was the sound of Kushuo swallowing ink. Kahn is also devouring the ink on the outside, competing with the bitterness inside for energy.

But there are too many shadow essences accumulated in the black box. Kunlong in several areas has been converting natural magic into shadow magic day and night, accumulating in this small box, and spilling them all at once. No matter how you absorb it, you can't stop Kushuo from becoming stronger.

"Embrace the darkness!"

Boom!

As the ink ball exploded, Kahn was sent flying and rolled down the steps.

Kaisha helped him up, and the two looked at the top of the throne together, bitterly saying that he had become the incarnation of shadow—he was suspended in mid-air and laughed wildly, his whole body was as black as ink, and there were many thick ink growths on his back. Spider legs, each leg is attached to a sharp sword with a hook, and there are countless ink droplets floating beside it.

Ku Shuo looked at the two of them condescendingly, his eyes had been blinded by shadows, and his dark and empty eyes seemed to be filled with endless darkness.

The laughter stopped abruptly, Ku Shuo suddenly opened his mouth in an extremely exaggerated arc, and spit out a large amount of thick ink between the two of them.

Kahn and Kai'Sa dodged, and the ink column bombarded the ground, like a heavy hammer falling, blasting the ground into deep pits, and each piece of flying gravel was as big as a head.

"Jie! Did I teach you how to watch a play?!"

Following Ku Shuo's drinking, Jie, who had been watching from the sidelines, also threw himself into the battle. Ku Shuo waved Kai'Sa to Zed to deal with it, and went to trouble Kahn himself.

He had watched the battle in the tunnel earlier, and those Shadow Stream disciples were his tools to test out the details of the two of them. Ku said very clearly that Kahn and Kai'Sa cannot complement each other, otherwise he will face an almost unbeatable opponent.

He floated forward, and with a big wave of his hand, his limbs made of thick ink stretched suddenly, poking towards Kahn's position.

Kahn jumped back, his feet exploded again, the black touch penetrated deeply into the ground, and the broken rocks flew away. This jump was right in his heart, and Kahn, who was jumping in the air, couldn't dodge, and was hit in the chest by another pitch-black pillar he threw out, and slammed heavily on the wall.

The dark touch formed by the thick ink was stronger than the black smoke, the heavy pressure seemed to crush his chest, and the pain distorted his expression. Kahn held his breath, and just opened his eyes when another black touch hit his face.