A black funnel-shaped hurricane, no sound, no air movement from the wind! It's just spinning silently. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info but for some reason, the hurricane, which has an absolute advantage in numbers, ran away in panic like a mouse seeing a cat when it was about to contact Tan Ke's small "funnel"!

Tan Ke lowered his head and looked at everything in front of him intently, like a teenager who was competing with his friends to draw a spinning top, without saying a word.

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"I feel that the anchor's compulsion has suddenly risen a hundredfold!"

“2333！ It's a thousand times better! ”

"To be reasonable, if a little friend is chosen by the main god in the future, I recommend him to exchange for godhead. The gap between the scene where the anchor shoots now and the scene where he fights with superpowers and martial arts before is completely the gap between Wumao special effects and Hollywood! ”

"In the original work, God didn't shoot at all, and this baby is still very much looking forward to this battle!"

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"Go ahead!" Seeing that the other hurricanes did not dare to approach, Tan Ke gave the order to attack his "funnel".

In an instant, the "funnel" itself exudes an irresistible gravitational pull! All the hurricanes were swept into the "little funnel" in front of Tanke. Even a hurricane more than a dozen feet high only lasted a second in front of Tan Ke's "funnel".

"Gone." In the distance, Akimoto Kazuka, who was protected by Tan Ke and confined in a large transparent bubble, muttered.

Masako looked up, and she also found that the world outside the bubble was calm, there were no hurricanes, no land, no ocean, nothing.

"If that's it." Tan Ke smiled.

The next second, he appeared behind the "god".

"I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications to play with me."

With Tan Ke's words, his newborn left hand went straight into the back of the "god", and the silver fluid armor did not serve a defensive role at all. The fluid that exuded a dangerous aura looked indistinguishable from ordinary water in Tan Ke's hands. With Tank's movements, the fluid was completely squeezed to the side.

When Tan Ke's hand came out of the chest of the "god", the whole person of the "god" began to tremble, and the silver fluid armor of the "god" also steamed and jumped like boiling water!

Tan Ke's right hand grabbed the armor of the "god", and for some reason, the liquid fluid in his original state recondensed into a ball in his hand.

"Sorry for pumping your armor. I'm really curious about this though. It looks like it's the meta-substance that made up the previous game scenes. Tan Ke said sorry words, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

On the arm inserted into the body of the "god", countless golden silk threads appeared, and the silk threads followed the blood and meridians to every corner of the "god's" body. Then these threads are like the rhizomes of hungry plants, frantically sucking the flesh and blood of the "gods".

"I ......" and "God" pumped out wildly, and he could barely say a word.

"What do you want to say?" Tan Ke tilted his head and looked at "God" innocently.

With every word of "......", an indescribable fluid flowed from the mouth of the "god". But it's no longer just silver, it's still red and blue, purple and green, in short, colorful.

"What?" Tank put his ear close to the mouth of the "god".

"You ......"

In the body of the "god", the silk threads woven by Tan Ke's divine power are squeezing more and more powerfully, and the body of the "god" seems to be no longer maintained, and his legs are even like peeling wall skin, snorting and falling down the epidermis, followed by muscles. As soon as these things are detached from the body of the "god", they turn into ashes and disappear without a trace.

"Out of ......"

"Let me out, won't you?" Tan Ke happy interface.

"But you are like this, can you do it?"

Rumble!

As Tan Ke increased his squeezing intensity, the "god" completely collapsed, and the golden silk thread was instantly retracted into Tan Ke's body.

It stands to reason that Tan Ke should be happy to have killed the enemy. But he frowned tightly.

"Not dead. Even critical information was not obtained. This is not the human body at all, there are no cells, no flesh and blood, nothing! Is this a poorly imitated body? ”

Before he could sigh any more, the next second, he noticed that the space he was in now was fading rapidly like ice and snow on a summer day.

"Behind the space, is there nothing? There was nothing! ”

Every second that passed, Tan Ke could sense that the nothingness that surrounded him was becoming more complex, as if it was superimposed by many layers, and as time passed, the amount of nothingness superimposed in geometric multiples would soon become so much that Tan Ke could not count.

Wu converged and wrapped Tan Ke and the five Japanese high school students he protected, and Tan Ke realized that Wu had no ill will towards him, so he did not try to break these shackles.

Traversing a distorted space devoid of time and latitude, Tank felt a light in his eyes.

"This is the breath of order, the world of rules. It's out. Tank looked down and stamped the cube under his feet, where he and five other high school students were standing.

Below, there are countless ant-sized Tokyo citizens who have watched the whole process of Tanke's battle with the so-called "god". Now, these people are drooling with their mouths wide open, but no one thinks to wipe the saliva away for such a faux pas!

It's so powerful! The "god" who initiated this game is not enough to see compared to this Chinese student!

This is the real God!

Masako and the others were also released from the bubble by Tan Ke, and the moment their feet touched the solid surface of the cube, they instantly went limp.

"It's horrible! This is the real battle between the gods! Just watching the battle, I feel like my heart is going to be pinched! Satake gasped for air, and now he felt his heart beating wildly out of his throat!

"This so-called god will send you down." Tan Ke glanced at the five people indifferently.

This time, everyone didn't even have the courage to talk to Tan Ke.

The cube does not announce who is the child of God, and it seems that this group of cubes has chosen to give up.

Masako didn't know that it was Tan Ke and God who had made an agreement.

Let these students out, and don't bother them, Tan Ke will make a truce with God today.

God agreed.

Inside the cube, a cartoonist named Kami, or "god" as people call it, is clutching his chest in pain. It seems that Tanke's blow to him was not without effect.

"Damn! Compared to me, it seems that this guy's specialty is combat! But me! I'm the worst at that! Why? Why are there such people? Is he the Chosen One like me? ”

The sloppy-looking cartoonist barely got up and coughed up a mouthful of silver blood, "I won't let you go, just wait!" It doesn't matter if you're a god or something! ”

(To be continued.) )