Chapter 222: Chapter 193: We Who Cannot Become Great Trees (2)
The White Bone Halberd was already covered in cracks, even the spear blade at its tip was halved, and that Illusionary Sword had dimmed to the point of vanishing.
But it didn’t matter.
Without their weapons, could they not fight?
How could that be!
"Let’s go again!"
Crushing the White Bone Halberd in his hand, the massive giant swung down his heavy fist!
"I’ll punch you to death!"
"Come on!"
Du Chengfeng also dispersed the Illusionary Sword in his hand and thrust his fist forward.
This was the wildest, most primal combat. Fist against fist, just meeting in the first blow, the hand bones of both shattered under the tremendous force—but at that moment, neither cared, as long as their fists remained clenched, as long as they were still standing, it was all about punching! Punching again!
"Aaaaargh——"
Faced with the gigantic fist as big as his entire body, the raging Du Chengfeng roared like a beast.
Clearly battling a massive giant, yet in that moment, he felt as if he were striking a towering tree, the enormous tree extending branches, each branch a giant fist, fists adorned with leaves, each an individual visage, each a grievance and a vendetta.
And under this towering tree, he did not see the roots that should have kept the tree stable.
"...Is this what you wanted?"
Du Chengfeng vaguely sensed something.
"Is this your reason for fighting?"
"Aaaaargh——"
The towering giant also swung his massive fists, feeling the sensation of striking the tree, solid wood growing branches that blocked his punches.
Memories from every limb and bone converged in his mind, he vaguely sensed something.
The tree before him also lacked roots.
"You’re just like this..."
The giant smiled, but his punches grew fiercer.
"No wonder."
The gusting punch wind clashed time after time, two thriving but rootless trees battling each other, needing no reason for the fight, no excuse for the slaughter.
Simply because that was their way of communicating as beings of their kind.
Leaves brushing leaves, sounding loud crashes, fists, elbows, legs, knees, they used every part they could as weapons; burdened with overwhelming Evil Qi, they were the sharpest weapons, recklessly displaying their ferocity.
Falling leaves drifted in the air, swirling freely.
Du Chengfeng was slightly taken aback.
"You..."
"Fight!"
Momentarily distracted, thirty-four punches landed on Du Chengfeng, the immense force almost driving him into the ground!
Yet within Du Chengfeng’s sight, the tree wielding heavy fists had unbeknownst started to wither.
Yellowing leaves fell from the tree, becoming flying ash on the ground, much like the overwhelming Evil Qi enwrapping the giant, scattering into the air and disappearing in the punch wind, or drifting away like smoke.
"Aaaaargh——"
The giant swung increasingly withered arms, the raging punch wind tearing the air, tearing his body apart, ripping twisted flesh and blood, even tearing the distorted bone and marrow.
"Aren’t you eager? Don’t you want my blood? I won’t give you anything! Not a single piece of flesh, not a drop of blood, even the last trace of Evil Qi, nothing will be given to you! You can’t have any of it!"
"I understand..."
This time, Du Chengfeng ceased to throw punches.
He no longer needed to throw punches; this could hardly be called a battle anymore.
The force in those fists grew weaker, unable to even shake his body, let alone shatter his bones.
Before Du Chengfeng, the towering tree was wilting and crumbling.
Once like a War God, the massive body now skinnier than a skeleton, the tough skin once impervious to blades now shredded with flesh, revealing pale bone, yet even so, the giant, the emperor who built the entire Da Chen Empire, continued to swing his fist.
"Enough, it’s over."
Du Chengfeng raised his hand, pressing down on the hand now devoid of flesh and almost bereft of bone.
"It’s enough."
"Is it... enough?"
With only half a head remaining, the withered giant uttered in a hoarse voice.
"Not enough, still not enough..."
"There’s no need to fight any longer."
Du Chengfeng sighed.
"Let me handle what’s next."
"No... still not enough!"
The decayed remains raised an arm again.
"More, still more..."
"I said, let me handle this from now on."
Du Chengfeng pressed down the giant’s arm once again.
He fully understood why the giant had gone to such lengths; if earlier, during their first clash, he thought the giant’s refusal to give blood was from stinginess, now he realized the true reason.
Because every part, every inch of the giant’s body was saturated with the deformity brought by Evil Qi.
