Chapter 78 So Beautiful… (Ch 78)

Even Scorpio, who was usually indifferent, couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.
The destructive force just now almost grazed his scalp.
If only his earth escape was a little slower, or if he foolishly tried to use a puppet to resist.
At this moment, he was afraid that there would not be even a trace of residue left.
There will no longer be a person named Scorpion of the Red Sand in this world.
“Isn’t this Master Scorpion?”
A slightly teasing yet extremely clear voice suddenly came from above, as if it was right next to my ear.
Scorpion raised his head sharply, but could see nothing above him except broken rock and billowing smoke.
Moze!
The name exploded in his mind.
How come he is here?
revenge?
It came so fast! It was so fast that he couldn’t believe it!
What frightened him even more was Mo Ze’s strength.
In other words, the power that Mo Ze could mobilize was surprisingly strong to this extent!
As a top puppeteer, Scorpion never despises any form of power, and never thinks that using so-called “external force” is wrong.
Be it tools or forbidden techniques, what you can truly master is absolute strength!
There was no way to tell whether Moze could attack again like he did just now.
Scorpion subconsciously thought about how to escape.
‘How did he lock onto my position?’
‘If I get rid of him here, will he be able to find my location later?’
Countless thoughts flashed rapidly through the scorpion’s mind, calculating every possibility and cost of escape.
However, all thoughts were interrupted.
Suddenly, there was a strange movement on the solid ground beneath my feet.
Then, he felt the whole earth seemed to be shrinking, and then suddenly bulged!
“puff–!”
Before Scorpion could even react, he was ejected from the ground by an irresistible force.
Dirt, gravel, and a smell of earth threw him to the ground in a mess.
Despite its ugly posture, the scorpion’s fighting instinct has long been ingrained in its bones.
While his body was still tumbling in the air, he had already formed a seal with one hand, and with the other hand he took out several sealing scrolls at lightning speed.
“White Secret Technique Chikamatsu Jubei!”
Bang bang bang bang—!
Ten muffled sounds followed.
Ten puppets of different shapes and emitting dangerous auras instantly protected him in the center and immediately formed a formation after landing.
The joints of each puppet flashed with cold light, and their weapons were pointing in all directions.
However, the expected enemy did not appear.
The smoke and dust gradually dissipated a little.
Scorpion looked around vigilantly. There was no one there except the devastated ruins and the ten puppets on standby.
Where is Moser?
His perception was also unable to capture the other party’s chakra.
Illusion?
wrong.
At this moment, a huge shadow silently enveloped him and his puppet army.
Scorpion’s movements froze.
He slowly, bit by bit, raised his head.
The first thing that catches your eye is a giant rock leg as thick as a mountain, covered with hideous cracks and protrusions.
Continue looking upward.
It is a suffocatingly huge trunk, the main body of which is composed of countless rocks and solid soil, exuding a primitive and heavy sense of oppression.
In the center of the torso, a huge ochre-colored crystal was glowing ominously, as if it were the breath of some terrifying being.
Scorpion’s gaze moved with difficulty to the giant beast’s head.
It was a hideous face that could not be described in words, with two extremely huge eyes, burning with scarlet light, fixed on him.
Tyranny, destruction, and pure will to destroy, almost became tangible and rushed towards us.
The scorpion’s pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.
Then, irresistibly, little by little, it magnifies and magnifies again.
But Scorpion’s instinct as a top puppeteer allowed him to capture the details.
He recognized it.
On this mountain-like monster, some of the key bearing points and the metal structures that were cleverly combined with the huge rocks clearly bore traces of parts made by Moser!
It is a component that has been precisely calculated and processed, integrated with the rock in an incredible way, driving this huge body.
Scorpion’s Adam’s apple rolled silently.
This thing…
A puppet?!
This kind of existence is also defined as a “puppet”? !
“What’s wrong, Master Scorpion?”
Moze’s voice came again, with a hint of playful calmness.
This time Scorpion heard it very clearly.
The source of the sound came from the towering rock giant’s head.
Moze stood on top of the monster, looking down at him like a god examining an ant.
“Do you want me to introduce my work to you?”
Moze’s voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard throughout the ruins.
“Its name is – Maga Grunt.”
“A small, disrespectful gift in return.”
‘calm! ‘
Scorpion roared to himself in his heart, trying to suppress the uncontrollable trembling.
The nerve endings at the fingertips transmitted a subtle numbness, a touch that was almost forgotten.
“Such a huge puppet is unheard of!”
‘Even if he has some secret method that can temporarily animate inorganic matter and give it life-like dynamics.’
‘But to drive such a huge mass, the consumption of chakra is absolutely unimaginable! ‘
Scorpion analyzed quickly.
‘Besides, he just released an attack that almost destroyed the heavens and the earth, there is absolutely no way he can have too much chakra left! ‘
“Unless… unless this puppet has an independent energy source, or…”
Although reason is frantically searching for a reasonable explanation and trying to build a defensive barrier.
But when Scorpion faced this terrifying creature called Maga Grant, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of despair in his heart.
As the top puppeteer in the ninja world, Scorpion has absolute confidence in his work.
His poisons, his mechanisms, his collection of human puppets, each one is an art of killing.
What he is best at is always the precise hunting of fragile creatures like humans.
One shot kills, and it disintegrates in an instant.
But now, what is he facing?
A moving mountain.
A war weapon constructed of rock and earth, glowing ominously.
What use was the poison that he was so proud of to this lifeless piece of rock?
The total volume of all his puppets added together is probably not as big as one of Maga Grant’s feet.
How should he fight against such an enemy?
However, just as this cold shock and fear was about to engulf his consciousness.
In Scorpio’s heart, a burning, twisted flame suddenly rose up.
It is an indescribable thrill that an artist feels when he witnesses a masterpiece.
This puppet…
This Maga Gurant…
Its extremely rough lines, its wild and primitive shape, and its structure designed purely for destruction.
All of them reveal a heart-pounding aesthetic of violence.
Scorpion’s eyes involuntarily began to greedily examine every detail of Maga Grant.
How are those huge rock components connected?
What is the flow path of energy?
Is there room for improvement in the way its joints move?
On that suffocatingly huge body, Scorpion could still make out a few traces of parts with Mozer’s unique style.
Subtle, yet eye-catching.
This thing… Was this thing really made by Mo Ze alone? !
Deep in the scorpion’s pupils, a hint of madness and yearning flashed.
So beautiful…
This overwhelming force, this art of making destruction concrete.
This is eternity!
Người mua: @u_77829, 17/05/2025 15:32