Chapter 209: Fighting Method

How much does such a large piece of land weigh? Nobita doesn't know...... To be honest, in the years of training with Bruce, he has put almost all of his IQ on "martial arts analysis", and the scene in front of him is completely incomprehensible in martial arts, perhaps the word "doomsday" is more appropriate. Nobita was half-lying on the ground, squinting as he watched his titular son pry up a large piece of land from the ground as easily as digging a cup with a spoon...... A simple question pops into my mind.

How much does this land weigh, comparable to a small island? Can there be a hundred tons?

As the altitude increases, the gravitational potential energy of this land will become larger and larger, which Nobita still has in physics. It wasn't until this moment that he realized how terrible his good son really was...... Theoretically, he only needs to quietly pry a piece of land with a radius of more than 300 meters from the continental shelf, and then lift it to 13 kilometers without saying a word, and let it fall freely. This extraterrestrial star will recreate the history of bloodiculated dinosaurs, and the moment it collides with the ground, it produces shockwaves and shockwaves that are enough to wipe out all humans on Earth...... Even if humanity reacts and uses nuclear weapons or some other missile to shatter it on its way down, the debris falling on land can still cause a devastating blow.

It's easy, or even just a snap of a finger, and a civilized race can be devastated.

Nebula God of War...... Is it?

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Moments before the shockwave arrived, a semicircular dark black shield suddenly bloomed around Nobita, completely enveloping it like an upside-down bowl.

A deadly storm of hot dust swooped in mercilessly, tearing at the pitch-black shield and sending a titan-like roar across its surface. The wind of high-temperature particles is enough to tear apart all exposed mortal matter, and no matter how bad it is, they can destroy its macrostructure by heating the object, and then allow some of the larger particles to enter at the speed of a bullet train, destroying them from the inside...... But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't tear through the seemingly thin dark shield, which was like an indestructible bedrock in Minecraft.

In the next moment, Muton appeared behind Nobita, still holding an unconscious girl in his hands.

"Mutton ......" Nobita sat up with some difficulty and gave him a tired smile, "You're finally here." ”

"Well, so don't worry, Father." Muton smiled in his heart, half-squatted down, and gently put down Amy who was wrapped around his hand, "In the years I was a pirate, I basically saw all races, and at least I knew what I hadn't seen...... That Eidolon is no match for me. ”

"But I heard he killed Hallelujah!"

"It wasn't him who killed him, to be precise, it was Hallelujah himself who didn't want to live...... "Murton corrected, "Anyway, Father will just sit in this helium-neon protective layer and watch it, you are a civilian, and it is not your job to go into battle, so it is better to leave it to a professional counterpart like us." When I repel the Night King and his troops, I will go to Tiger Roaring Mountain for the handover ceremony, and depending on the situation, there will be more things to come, sooner rather than later...... When the time comes, someone will come to pick up my father and take him home, so don't worry. ”

After that, this beautiful young man who was comparable to a god stood up again, and flicked the big red robe behind him, preparing to bully himself and fight again.

On the field, there was a dead silence.

The upside-down hill still stands, shaped like a tomb. There was no indication that the Night King was still alive, and according to common sense, a carbon-based creature would most likely be too dead to die anymore...... A hundred tons of stuff pressed on your body, no matter what race you are, you should be crushed into powder, right?

But Mutton didn't think so. He stood in the helium-neon protective layer, waiting quietly, his golden pupils staring at the hill that was upside down on the ground not far away, waiting. Three, five, eight...... For the first time, time on the battlefield was so slow and palpitating.

"Click, click, click, ......" was the sound of pebbles rolling down from the top of the mountain. And after hearing this voice nearly a hundred meters away, the corners of Muton's mouth also showed an extremely excited smile.

A pitch-black torrent split through the mountain and erupted from the top, looking like an angry volcano spewing black lava from a distance...... A sturdy bison creature jumped out of it, wielding a long black knife in his hand, and stomped on a boulder beneath his feet, his eyes wide as if they were cracked dates, and almost spewed blue flames from it. The armor on the Night King has almost been shattered to slag, and the Night Spirit Clan's understanding of clothing is basically at the level of nomads, and it is impossible to wear much in it, so most of his body is now naked. Some rags just put on him, so to speak, that it covered some key parts.

There was too much sand and dust on his body, and his skin, which was originally blue, now looked gray.

"Drinkβ€”ahhhhβ€”β€”β€”β€”!!!h

The Night Pure King raised his big sword and shouted, the momentum of Ling Yun seemed to be about to split this piece of heaven and earth.

……

The helium-neon protective layer is a pure black color that is completely opaque.

It would take a lot of effort to get the people on the science side to unfold this shield, at least for now, only the Mecca Tobians can unfold multiple shields at the same time without cooling, or form a huge layer of protection that is large enough to envelop the planet...... Muton is different, he is a superpower, so he doesn't have to worry about those complicated formulas and axioms, and he doesn't need to know how many scientists of civilization have died in the matter of "instantaneous helium-neon protective layer". For him, this is his usual superpower, and he can activate it when he needs to, it's that simple.

He designed the protective layer to be black with light on one side, which meant that unless someone outside had some kind of superpower from the True Sight series, it would never be possible to see what was going on inside the protective layer. Of course, the Night Pure King didn't know that Mutton was standing inside this little black shell, looking at him with the eyes of a butcher looking at a sheep. He just snorted angrily, pointing the blade of the broadsword at the helium-neon protective layer, wrapping the dark element around the blade.

In the next instant, Muton teleported silently behind him, hovering slightly above his head.

"It looks like you still haven't learned your lesson~~~~"

Before he could react, Muton stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the back of his neck, pressing it downward! The Night King was defenseless, so he was naturally pressed down by him - but generally speaking, when this move was used, the person being pressed had to have something sharp in front of him, or a wall. As a result, his head would be slammed against the wall, which would be considered to have caused some damage. But there was clearly no "terrain advantage" that could be borrowed in front of the Night King, and he couldn't figure out why Milton would use such a move.

…… Teleportation.

The picture in front of the Night King suddenly changed, and a large stone with edges and corners appeared in his field of vision, and before he could react, his head had already been pressed down by Milton, and he slammed into the sharp corners of the stone, making a muffled "bang" sound. A painful pain came from his forehead...... Milton didn't spare his hand at all, although the Night King was thicker than the average Night Spirit, but after all, he was also fleshy, even if he smashed the stone alive, he would leave a shallow red mark on his own head.

With a slight lift of the seemingly slender arm, he pulled the Night Pure King's neck back and pressed it again!

Teleportation.

There was only a crisp sound of "clang-" as he slammed his head into the glass of a broken car by Mutton and chiseled it to pieces.

Lift, fall.

Teleportation.

The Night King's head was pressed into the sea, and the air that could be breathed in the previous second disappeared in an instant, and the substitute was an endless stream of sea water that rushed into his lungs like crazy. In less than a second, the Night King's body was moved by Milton for nearly half a planet, and he was even plunged into the sea, which made him completely unprepared...... At the end of the day, he thought that Milton and Hallelujah were the same, the kind of "gentleman" who would greet you before making a move, a decent person who would never play tricks, and a great lady who would always choose to spare your life.

It's a pity that Milton was first and foremost a pirate before he became the god of war.

Pirates to develop chivalry? It's a bit of a nondescript.

He wasn't a dragon like Hallelujah, but Mutton was a serpent, a venomous viper...... Either don't move, hibernate, and observe your opponent. Once you make a move, it will be fatal, just like now, the Night Pure King who is pressed in the sea is fluttering more and more fiercely. Strings of bubbles rose from under the water, and his hands and feet fluttered, trying to break free from Mutton and get a breath of fresh air.

But it didn't work. In terms of posture, he had been completely suppressed by Milton, one hand pressed against his neck, pressed underwater. No matter how strong the muscles of the Night Pure King's hands and feet were, he couldn't exert much strength under such a disadvantage, plus ...... The lack of oxygen made the Lord of the Night Spirits quite weak, and his fists couldn't even touch Milton's cloak.

There was no expression on Mutton's face, he was just faithfully ending the fight. Not surprisingly, in another minute, the Night Pure King will be drowned alive in the sea by himself. No matter what kind of carbon-based creatures they are, they will be as fragile as paper in the face of the enemy of "oxygen".

"Gurgling ......"

The bubbles in the sea water increased sharply, which made Milton frown slightly: according to calculations, the Night Pure King should almost die of lack of oxygen at this time, how could he spit out so many bubbles? These bubbles don't seem to come out of the lungs, but rather ...... Water boiling?

"Boom β€”β€”β€”β€”!!"

A bolt of dark elemental that had been building up for a long time burst out of the sea and struck Milton in the chest, finally knocking him away. And our King of the Eidolon was able to raise his head again and leave the water. He didn't care that the sea water was still dripping down his face, wiped his face, opened his nose, and breathed in a big gulp of air, which was even more exaggerated than a dog sticking out its tongue in summer.

Air...... Air to breathe......

It turns out that filling your lungs with air is such a refreshing thing?

But before he could breathe in his heart, the sinful hand reached out again and grabbed his neck, and pushed him into the water. Looking at this posture, Milton will not give up if he doesn't drown him today.

"Uh-huh...... Purr ...... "Fang Cai's breath can be regarded as saving his life, and after spitting out a red bank bubble in a row, the Night Pure King grabbed wildly with both hands, and even let him grab Milton's long cloak. How could he let go of such a good opportunity, and immediately picked it up like a shot put, and threw it out alive. The only thing he was glad about at this moment was that Milton was still wearing a long red cloak in order to pull the wind, without this cloak, he estimated that he would not even be able to catch the corners of the other party's clothes......

Instinctively taking two large breaths of air, the Night Purity King quickly realized that his broadsword was missing. I think it was because Fang Cai's series of teleportation attacks were too exciting, and the big knife didn't know when to get rid of it. The most likely thing is that when you are stuffed in the sea, you are desperately flopping at that time, and there is a high probability that you fell into the sea.

"Whew......" The Night Pure King let out a long breath, held up his body with the dark element, suspended slightly above the seawater, and stretched out his right hand to the surface of the sea.