Osgodin's lifeless corpse fell on the pile of bones, and Negri, who was standing behind him, was charred all over and almost turned into charcoal.

"Diet?" Jason asked, aiming at the coke with his bow and arrow in his hand.

"It shouldn't be there yet." Chris endured the sadness in his heart and said seriously. From the last rhythm of Bugittle, we can see that Negri's body was layer by layer. Although Osgutin's sacrifice gift was powerful, he could kill Negri at most once.

Cracked cracks appeared on the surface of the coke body, and a ball of black meat rushed out of it and fell on the pile of bones. The black meat rushed directly to Osgutin's corpse, and penetrated into his body from the wound on his chest, replacing the heart that was taken out.

The dark tentacles started from the flesh and spread inside Osgutin's body. Black patterns could be seen under the naked eye under the skin. Osgutin struggled to stand up. Under his originally smooth skin, there were black raised patterns all over his body.

"I really can't underestimate you." Osgodin or Negri spoke again. He seemed not much angry at the destruction of his body, but felt even more happy.

"Negri, without physical support, you are no longer strong, your defeat is doomed!" Chris took a deep breath and said with a serious look: "You are too arrogant!"

Chris said in pain, his body had rushed to Negri's presence, and his silent fist hit Negri's chest.

"Chris, you can't defeat me. Do you think I did nothing when I fought with you for so long?" Negri said with a smile: "Whether it is Smick or you, I have deliberately kept my hands on fighting you."

"Even if it is Osgutin's sacrifice gift, I will take it semi-actively." Negri's breathing began to change, and his existence and the surrounding rhythm began to coordinate and unify. A large number of bacteria in the air gathered towards Negri, wrapping Osgutin's body.

"That's for breathing!" Negri smiled happily: "My control of bacteria has reached the limit a long time ago. Respiratory method, which is in tune with rhythm, is the key to my breaking the deadlock."

"It is because after you learned how to fight, you found that the body of the germs cannot be used. It seems that there is a secret in this breathing method, which actually limits the ability of humans to perform." Negri's body is gathering more and more bacteria, and his body size is getting bigger and bigger: "But that is no longer important. The surrounding environment is all my germs. The rhythm that my breathing can match is a hundred times that of you humans. I am the truly perfect creature!"

"This rhythm!" Chris was shocked. As Negri said, humans actually have limits when using breathing. Even if it is a genius, there are only so many rhythms that he can match, which is the limitation of human beings.

Therefore, breathing practitioners pay more attention to the use of rhythm. Now Negri has the ability to control bacteria and combine them with bacteria. The rhythm he fits into is more than a hundred times the maximum amount of a human.

He can sense more rhythms around him. After passing the rhythm of a hundred times, he can also use his breathing skills to the extreme.

Nagri, who was three meters tall, had several tentacles floating behind him, turning into a naked monster. He stretched out his hand toward Chris: "This technique should be called rhythmic adsorption, right?"

A powerful suction appeared out of thin air, Chris's body was unstable, and his body was involuntarily sucked into Negri's hand.

Rhythmic adsorption was originally something that allowed people to absorb on other things, but now Negri is in tune with a hundred times rhythm, and the suction force has been amplified by more than a hundred times, making it completely difficult for Chris to resist.

"Negri, breathing practitioners have vows that must be abide by. The rhythm cannot destroy another rhythm. If you practice breathing, you cannot violate this vow." Chris was grabbed in the palm of his hand by Negri and said slowly.

"Do you think I will keep such a ridiculous agreement?" Negri said sneering.

"Then there is nothing to do!" Chris said in a low voice: "Although I knew this day would come a long time ago, I still have to sigh!"

"Then be a part of me, Chris, or Thachary!" Negri pointed out Chris's secret.

When he was escorting the snow mountain, the real Chris did not survive. Although he had breathing methods, he was still an ordinary person. On the snow mountain, the two of them fought with the pursuers. Although they killed the enemy, Chris was also seriously injured and could not receive treatment in the snow mountain. In the end, they could only face death.

Thachri still remembers that at Chris' last moment, he held his hand and told his last words.

"This world always needs hope, Zachri, I'll ask you something." Chris was very weak, but his eyes were very bright: "This continent is about to fall into darkness, and people always need the fire of hope in the darkness."

"Sacre, replace my existence, and become a legend, and you will become the fire of hope for others and yourself."

After leaving the Great Snow Mountain with various adventure souvenirs of Chris, Thakri wrote the various adventures mentioned by Chris into a novel in the Great Snow Mountains, and then destroyed his appearance and replaced Chris.

Year after year, over the years, Thachri has completely become Chris. This undefeated legend has inspired many people to choose to become rangers, such as the original Raven Nozades, who did bring hope to many people.

"The name of Chris will become a belief that will be passed down forever, and I don't regret it!" Thinking of the methods left before, Chris's scarred face showed an extremely ugly but extremely beautiful smile: "The method of flowing fire, the final secret method: The fire is passed on!"

Chris' rhythm surged, forcibly pouring into Negri's body, and began to change Negri's rhythm. The thoughts of practitioners of the Shuidi Method in the past dynasties also began to pour into Negri's body. In addition to the techniques of breathing, there were also various bright and righteous thoughts about hope, justice, etc., in an attempt to transform Negri's character.

The only secret method of the Flowing Method is that it can enable the inheritor to quickly learn various techniques of breathing method and to instantly raise its rhythm to the peak. At the time in the Great Snow Mountain, Thakri was originally just a minstrel, and it was precisely because of his acceptance of the secret method that he could become Chris so quickly.

"Do you think I will be changed by these boring thoughts?" Nageri said angrily, enduring the impact of thoughts.

"The Secret Method of Light: The Blade of Flowing Light." A scimitar stabbed Negri's body, hitting the position of the dark flesh in the heart inside, releasing endless light and heat.
Chapter completed!