bgm：you are gonna far kid

"Get out of the way, you're no match for me. ”

The middle-aged Montpass had his black hair scattered and slightly curled, covering half of his neck.

Something was wrong with his state, and a layer of blood appeared on the whites of his eyes.

"Forget it, it's useless to talk to you so much, it's better to kill the matter first. ”

Montpass rubbed a thick white glow in his hand, and the brilliant power of wish flowed in layers like a twisted whirlwind.

A thin black shadow in front of him stood strugglingly, holding the thorn spear horizontally with his arm raised,

The force of Montpass's foot shook the dirt at the bottom of the pit, and the rubble poured down.

Where he left, circles of white ripples spread rapidly.

A white wave swept in, swarming up and enveloping the dark humanoids.

"Come here, come on. ”

A hand abruptly appeared behind the black human's head, and with a slight hook it hooked the whole person.

The wind destroys the fallen leaves, and the fallen leaves cannot resist, so they can only be ravaged and enjoy the pain.

In this world, it is said that there is a strange meditation method that can transform the pain of the caster into a feeling of happiness, the more injured the person, the happier he is, and the happiness of the severed limb is the pinnacle of ordinary people's incomprehension, which can make people stand in public.

"Come on, you're welcome, eat bread, good bread!"

Montpass grinned and shoved a white ball of light into the place of the black humanoid's mouth - whether she had a mouth or not, as long as she had enough strength to stuff it in, she couldn't expand a mouth.

It is now in great need of the kind of meditation that can turn pain into happiness.

"Yes, that's it, swallow it, swallow it and you'll be full, and you won't starve!"

The black humanoid's head was pressed down by the long, broad hand of the door panel, and the chin was positioned to meet the full knee of Montpass.

Under the control of Montpaschada's good power, the white light smoothly entered the black humanoid's body, and immediately after that, her whole person would begin to glow with a layer of misty white light, like a flickering sparkling wave under the street lamp in the dark night rain.

"It's good to get on the road when you're full, right??"

A large hand appeared on top of the humanoid's head like a nightmare, grabbed it lightly, wrapped around its head, and then raised it high and lifted the whole person above it.

The muscles of the whole body agitated, and layers of power burst out from the soles of the feet, converging along the thighs and lumbar vertebrae to the palms, and finally smashed downward.

The slender and weak black figure suddenly turned into a black ball, stabbing into the ground along the established trajectory, leaving only a bottomless black hole in its place, the edge as smooth as a mirror.

After a long time, a brilliant white pillar of light erupted from the hole, leaving a rainbow-like brilliant bridge of light in the sky, covering more than 300 miles and isolating the sky.

The earth trembled violently with a great tremor, like an epileptic who was about to die.

Later, it will have to endure huge aftershocks and madness.

Therefore, the earth itself wants some kind of miraculous meditation to change its own miserable fate.

Montpass leaned over the edge of the crater and touched the ground, his long white beard fluttering in the frantic air, his eyes squinting with a brutal red light.

"The land plate is skewed. Hopefully it will be crushed in the plate crack for the time being. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground around him cracked instantly, and eight black thorn spears burst out of the turbulence, slamming into the half-crouched Montpass with the air current.

"What a nuisance!"

With a wave of his hand, Montpass flew the annoying flies, and the only one that hit stabbed him in the back before being bounced off by the glowing white light.

"It's useless, how many times have I said it. ”

"As long as I'm awake, you can't hurt me — and even if you hurt me, it's useless. ”

Montpass frowned, and his figure leaped into the air, and the ground beneath him began to tremble violently.

- "Boom—— Boom Boom ——"

Thousands of black rays of light pierced the earth, tore through the sky, and shot at Montpass in the snow.

"Cut, can't you communicate... ”

The red light in Montpass's eyes grew bigger and bigger, as clear as crystal.

The surrounding snow is no longer obedient.

They're dying, too.

Who doesn't die?

The original Montpass survived for a long time. But when the will of the sentient beings changes, it dies immediately.

Where is the eternity that belongs to him?

The snowflakes will soon fade away.

They are inseparable from the Avengers who exist here.

Suddenly, a black humanoid figure squeezed out of the crack in the ground, instantly breaking the sound barrier, and the thorn spear in his hand stabbed straight at Montpass.

"As long as you still have hatred in your heart... You can't beat me, you know?"

"Pathetic mortals. ”

"I am your master! I am your master of your miserable fate! a lowly being, born worthy of servitude!"

Cold words pierced into Mompass's ears.

"Huh. . . Do you think you've never been a human yourself? ”

Montpass didn't look at the ten thousand cold rays that swept across the earth, but just stared at the black figure of the humanoid figure without hesitation.

It is not an omniscient high position.

But.. He looked at the human realm for 30 million years in the abyss.

He is an itchy warlock, a man-made miracle.

The god in front of him has the breath of a human being.

Even a little bit can be traced.

- For example, the desire she had when she was a human being, the thirst for love that was rooted in her soul.

"You're ugly right now. ”

Montpass shook his head, and was about to raise his fist when he suddenly moved.

This is...

His head was turned one hundred and eighty degrees upside down and he looked behind him.

Beneath the clouds, large snowflakes lost their luster and fell one after another, as if they had turned from crystallized water into paper figures wet with water.

Dead silence tore a corner of the real world, and there was an eerie wriggling howl from within.

Another spoiler?

Mompass raised an eyebrow, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

His time was running out.

But the variables are endless.

While he was thinking, a black light flashed in the air, the white light shattered, and his chest was already defenseless, and the empty door was wide open.

A black and red spear pierced deep into the chest, piercing through the left lobe of the lung, shattering the shoulder blade, and a heart valve was attached to the tip of the gun.

Montpass's head clicked and turned, and the figure in front of him was about to speak, but it was overwhelmed by the incoming thorn guns.

Layer upon layer, inside and out.

An eerily levitating black sphere appeared in the sky.

"You know what. This feeling. ”

It was obviously an impenetrable seal, but at this time, Montpass's voice clearly echoed in the heavens and the earth.

"As a god who is congenitally weak as a worm, he dares to challenge the supreme human race again and again... ”

Montpass's voice sounded old-fashioned, yet very depressing.

"It comes and bites your hair, and it bites and doesn't let go, but it's still as difficult to kill as a bear bug. ”

"Do you understand how this feels?"