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"Boom-"

The abomination's huge body flew out like a cannonball, crashing into the building with a thud.

Wei Songzi stood in place and twisted his body, and the arrogance around him brewed in waves.

The smoke cleared, and the dark cyan giant struggled to get up from the ruins, and the red face on the sarcoma of the back of the brain slowly opened its eyes.

In an instant, the abomination turned from dark blue to crimson, and his body made a "buzzing" sound, as if thousands of bees were hiding under his skin.

Wei raised his eyebrows, did not rush to attack, and looked back and forth on the other party's body, thoughtfully.

"What's wrong, Vi?"

Evan walked over, disgusted at the way he was doing.

"He's healing!"

Vi turned her head and smiled dumbly at the sight of Evan's appearance, it was the first time she had seen a boy so embarrassed, covered in gravel and dust, as if he had just been dug out of the rubble.

Almost subconsciously, she reached out and rubbed Evan's cheek, the force was not much, but the uneven surface of the power arm still rubbed a layer of tender skin, and there was faint blood oozing.

"Ahem, in this state, his body composition is alive, as long as he wants to, he can do almost everything!"

With two coughs, Wei's palms lit up with a green light, healing the abrasions that Evan had "accidentally" suffered.

Evan gave a white look at the grandmaster-like Wei with his hands behind his back, and didn't say anything more, focusing his gaze on the red abomination who was standing still.

The other party's performance reminded him of the earthquake caused by the dark cyan abomination, and until then, he had been standing still and accumulating energy.

"Ivan?"

Tony Stark's voice came from the headset, obviously suspicious of the two of them's stoppage, but out of trust in his teammates, neither he could provide sporadic long-range firepower, nor Deadpool, who switched back and forth at short range.

"Wei has some discoveries, don't attack him yet!"

"Good!"

"Roger!"

"My 'penetrating fist' is not easy to bear, and it is not easy for him to heal. ”

The improvement brought by the change from "original painting" to "Iron Fist Deacon" is almost all-round, especially the mastery of qi, although it cannot be called "the peak", but it can be described as "perfect".

Such a comprehension multiplied the threat of the "Penetrating Fist Strength", not to mention that the abomination was only a strange life that was only half flesh and blood, half energy, even if it really became a "Giant of Light", it was impossible to completely ignore the fist strength of the "Leather City Law Officer".

"Then why are we waiting here?"

Evan pointed to the red abomination not far away, no matter what he thought at this time, he should "take advantage of his illness and take his life", leaving no respite for the other party.

"I could feel a tremendous amount of heat gathering inside him as he healed. ”

"So ......"

"So he must switch to the dark cyan state to vent it, if released in the crimson state, it is easy to fall into a vicious circle of healing and destruction, and then the origin decays and ushers in extinction. ”

In terms of exploration, Ivan is too far behind NIO, but when it comes to systematic calculation, he is not inferior to the other party who relies on his experience to find answers.

So as soon as Wei mentioned it, Ivan guessed the state of abomination, and even combined with other news, what he learned might be more detailed.

He thought of the rapidly falling red figure, the dark blue figure after the dust settled, the first earthquake and the second earthquake after the accumulation.

"That's right," Wei nodded, affirming Ivan's guess: "In his state just now, his semi-energy turned blunt, and except for my manipulation of qi for internal damage, it is difficult for other attack methods to cause any effective damage to him, let alone cause death." ”

"But his current state is different, the energy is active, the flesh and blood are inexorable, and the auxiliary heat accumulates, as long as he finds the key point to break the balance, he can let him die out in continuous healing and recovery!"

"Can you find the right balance?"

"Can't!"

“......”

Iwen just asked casually, but he didn't expect to get a negative answer, and he choked for a long time, so he couldn't resist the urge to give this "grandmaster" who was watching the enemy from a distance from behind.

"It's nothing if you can't find it," Wei Hun waved his hand absently, with an expression of control, "It's just a matter of two more punches and two less punches, it's not a big deal." ”

Evan sighed like a human being, and wanted to ask something more, but suddenly his hair began to rise.

"Bang-"

It was as if the magma was surging toward the surface, and with a muffled thud, a basketball-sized hole exploded in the chest and abdomen of the Red Abomination.

"How ......"

"Boom-"

In the headset, before Deadpool's question was finished, a huge wave of heat appeared from where Abomination was, and then dispersed at a breakneck speed.

The Avengers who were close, including agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., were all covered by the scorching airflow, and the exposed skin was hot and stinging, making people want to scratch it with their hooks.

The ring on his thumb lit up white, but it flickered twice before it went out, and the vertigo hit him, causing the stubborn boy to stagger two steps and nearly fall to the ground.

Wei Yi hugged the exhausted Ivan, and a frown furrowed on his handsome face.

"Bang-"

There was another muffled thunderclap, and the cocoon-like dust that had been trapped around it was blasted out of a gap, and the hatred inside had turned into a raging flame.

"Bang-"

The third gunshot rang out, and most of the flames were extinguished, and the torso of the abominable subject disappeared, leaving only the remaining flames scattered around it burning silently.

"Bang-"

The fourth gunshot rang out, and the huge blood-red rose bloomed highly, and there seemed to be an unwilling soul roaring in the dark, but in the end it still returned to nothingness.

"Tread-step-step-"

The crisp stampede struck the hearts of those present like a drumbeat, and a strange figure appeared on top of the half-collapsed edifice, with a seemingly boundless wave of blood behind him, reflecting him like a bard walking between sin and purgatory.

"Drama Master", Ember.

Different from his previous image, at this time, the hem of his white trench coat was all starry bloodstains, and the forehead of the dark silver mask was painted with dried blood-colored marks.

But his demeanor was still the same, standing on top of the ruins overlooking the others, and chanting in his characteristic tone without hesitation: "Prologue, interlude, high dynasty, sublimation!"

"That's art!"

"Every bullet is a ray of my soul, and every gunfire is a ray of my life. ”

"I'm intoxicated by this, because the moment my beloved whispers is the most beautiful song!"

Speaking of this, Ember bowed slightly, as if the artist on stage was thanking the audience: "Kada?Ember, bring you "Solo Dance Under the Blood Moon"!"

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