Iron Man, who looked down on the zombie pigman in the air, looked at the opponent's powerful attack without worry, only a slight flash of surprise, but only surprised by the strength of the zombie pigman's body muscles. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The actual flesh of the people of their Iron Man planet is the same as that of ordinary humans, but they have far superior technology to humans, and they can strengthen themselves by weaving armor, but the zombie pigman he met this time really surprised him, he couldn't figure out that the muscles of creatures can be so strong that they are not afraid of the threat of thousands of degrees of heat and violent explosions.

"It seems that we have to study this hell carefully, just this zombie pigman is so powerful, how terrifying it must be for the host Edgar Allan Poe, who will vomit blood from Bump Man with one move!"

Putting aside Iron Man's surprise for the time being, he looked at the zombie pigman who was red and glowing with fire, holding a golden sword. Iron Man didn't have a trace of fear, but was slightly surprised by the density of the zombie pigman's body, Iron Man smiled at the zombie pigman and said: "It seems that the strength of your flesh is really worth my study, so I won't waste time here, just let this competition end!" And you'll be the first creature I have come to this hell to study, but you won't be the last. ”

After speaking, a beam of light was directly shot out from the energy gauge of white light flashing on Iron Man's chest, let's try the power of this laser!

The zombie pigman looked at the scorching laser and felt like he wanted to dodge, but his body seemed to be unable to keep up with his own thinking, and he watched the laser hit him, and then ......!

There was no more, and at this time, there was only one zombie pigman on the field who fell to the ground, half of his face disappeared, and Iron Man slowly fell from the sky.

"You're really surprising to me, half of your face was wiped out by the laser, but you still have such a strong vitality, it's really good material for experiments." Iron Man looked at the zombie pigman lying on the ground with his chest rising and falling, and said slowly.

"But it's nothing!"

Iron Man turned his head in the direction of Edgar Allan Poe and said in a calm tone, "Dear Mr. Referee, this game should be over here!"

"Hmmm! Of course, Mr. Zombie Pigman from Hell Swamp lost to our Iron Man No. 6 player, and the Iron Man player advanced to this competition. ”

"Oh! Oh! Oh......! The audience erupted in cheers and howls.

Iron Man nodded: "Then Mr. Referee, can I have the authority to dispose of my own loot?"

Edgar Allan Poe shrugged his shoulders and said softly, "Of course, the law in hell is survival of the fittest, and the victor naturally has the right to dispose of his spoils, including his spouse!" Hey......! ”

"Huh! I don't have to, I'm still more interested in the flesh of my booty. ”

"Oh! Understood, I didn't expect the No. 6 player to have this hobby, hahaha! ”

Seeing that this unreliable host and referee became more and more unbearable, Iron Man ignored him, and walked alone to the dying zombie pigman, a metallic sound came, and a tentacle-like thing stretched out from Iron Man's energy trough and went straight into the zombie pigman's heart, with a burst of suction, the zombie pigman only felt that the blood in his body, every cell seemed to leave his body uncontrollably.

However, to outsiders, it was the tentacles that sucked the zombie pigman's body into smaller sizes, until it became a skinny skeleton.

This is naturally the function added to the new generation of armor of Iron Man Planet, which can recycle the corpses of living beings, so as to convert biological energy into kinetic energy and biological research, but this technology is relatively cruel in the eyes of others, so that the dead corpses are not at peace.

Therefore, when the research institute of Planet Iron Man developed this armor, it was not mass-produced and put into actual combat, but only placed it in the laboratory and used as a conceptual experimental armor.

Edgar Allan Poe watched Iron Man take away the zombie pigman's body, and his expression did not change, because he had seen the more cruel things in hell, and such an act of retrieving the corpse was probably extremely merciful in hell.

"Alright, all the audience friends at the scene and in front of the TV, it is now the end of the sixth game of "Hell Variety Show - I Am the Devil", of course, the ending is already clear, our number six player won this game by a landslide, let's cheer for him."

"Whoa...... whoa!"

The audience at the scene was a ghost crying wolf, of course, these guys are also some strange things, the creatures in hell naturally don't know what elegance is, what they worship is meanness, and what they are impressed by is absolute power.

"Please return to the backstage lounge for a while, let's invite the No. 7 player from Earth, look forward to her wonderful performance, let's wait and see!"

Duan kept looking at the final result on the screen and squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, and after a while, a smile flashed in his eyes, since he was kidnapped to this hell, he had seen all kinds of strange people of all kinds.

He also knew that if he wanted to advance in this game, he would need corresponding strength in addition to his own strategy, not to mention that absolute strength was indispensable if he wanted to survive in this hell in the future.

However, he is just an ordinary writer from the earth, maybe he has some ideas that ordinary people do not have and he has no other abilities other than his mental neuroticism, because the environment he is in determines that he has no superpowers, and the earth is just an ordinary technological planet.

But today he felt the direction of his future development, and the technology on the earth he was on had only developed for hundreds of years, but this place was hell.

The strength here is even the Iron Man with such a high technology and the concave man known as the Child of Light, who has such a high ability, does not dare to go wild, and it is absolutely unique in such a place to find a way to strengthen itself.

Duan constantly thought of this and made up his mind to pass this competition, otherwise there was no need to mention strengthening himself, and even the most basic life could not be guaranteed.

But I'm a powerless scholar.,It's really not a simple thing to want to advance in this game.,It seems that you have to plan well.,Otherwise, you'll live to the end.,So far the protagonist died at the age of twenty-six.,The whole book is over!

Just as Duan was constantly looking for a way out for his future, the screen in the lounge began to be noisy again, and it was the No. 7 player who took the stage.

Duan Ji then glanced at it, then turned his head back and stopped paying attention to the No. 7 contestant, because although the No. 7 contestant who came to the stage at this time was a delicate girl, this was not one of those face-watching elective programs on the earth.

He looked at the No. 7 player whose face was obviously flustered, and he had already pronounced a verdict on the life of this soft girl.