"There shouldn't be many people alive in the city right now." Hua Feng said calmly, there is no lament for death, and there is no praise for life, just an ordinary list of deaths for billions of people on this planet.

"That's true." At this time, although it was a situation that Inks had already predicted, he was not Hua Feng after all, and he could not be completely indifferent, so a trace of sadness appeared in his tone.

Behind Inkes, a beacon-like thing emitted strange fluctuations that swept through the entire course almost simultaneously with the beacon's fluctuations, except that the beacon was meant to change and he was meant to absorb.

Strange souls melted into his body, causing his body to gradually distort and lose his human form, but compared to other people who were completely transformed by twisting souls, he at least maintained his own soul and human form.

"Then our battle can begin." Hua Feng waited for so long, naturally not because he wanted to hear Inks' story, but simply because he wanted to fight Inks and fight a complete resentful spirit that existed throughout the history of the empire, and even surpassed the empire.

"You should be able to understand why I'm doing this, so why are you stopping me?" Inkes couldn't understand Hua Feng's thoughts at the moment, he already knew what he was going to do, but at this time, he proposed to fight with himself and stop himself for no reason.

Indeed, what Inkes did was definitely not correct, and even enough for most people to denounce him as a heretic and a sin, and even a person with a little less disgust would stop him and become enemies of him because he couldn't accept his way of doing things, but that should be because he couldn't agree with it, and the person in front of him who sat back and watched himself finish was not that kind of person.

"Why?" Hua Feng twisted his head, "I just want to fight with you now, gambling my soul, all the people of my country, in order to destroy the advanced civilization incarnate monster, you are worth fighting." ”

That's right, unlike Evatz, Inces' actions were not so much about betrayal of the Empire as it was for the sake of the Empire.

The empire has long been infiltrated by advanced civilizations, and all high-level personnel cannot believe that the civilization of the empire has long been destroyed and cannot compete with advanced civilizations, but it is only an empire.

If it is an individual, even if the technology is no longer able to fight the other party, but if a person absorbs the power of this deceased civilization, then can this person be strengthened to the point of confronting the other party.

The answer to Inkes was not clear, but he believed that if he devoured everyone in the Empire, devoured all the beacons, and even devoured countless lives, then he would be able to destroy that high civilization.

Then the surviving self can re-establish the empire, an empire in the true sense of the word.

But for Hua Feng, none of this is important, whether it is the predation of a high-level civilization, whether it is the struggle of a low-level civilization, he doesn't care, he came here, initially just to let the green fruit grow, and at this moment there is one more reason to fight with the strong.

Disgusting eyes, disgusting thoughts, disgusting people.

If what Inks hated and hated most in the past few years was the high-level civilization that arbitrarily manipulated their empire and fed them as food, then at this moment, Hua Feng had successfully reached second place.

The same feeling, just like the indifference of that high civilization, just like the arrogance of that high civilization.

"Don't get in my way." Inks' remaining reason suppressed his disgust for Hua Feng, and he reluctantly persuaded him to speak.

"Oh, if you're going to fight me only if you're in your way, naïve old fellow, then I'm going to get in your way."

"Die!"

The killing intent had to be sent, the attack had to be released, and it was originally just a force for revenge, but Inkes had to use it on completely unrelated people, and this waste really made people even more resentful.

"Shipbreaker." Thinking about how to compete with a huge civilization with a human body, he created such a punch based on the attack patterns of many ship weapons.

The force dissolves in the fist but does not fire, and the cohesive force penetrates the defense and then explodes, and is solved with one blow.

"It's too slow, it's too slow for such an outburst." Gently grasped the giant fist containing countless powers, the palm swam, weak and powerless, but everywhere turned into strength, when Inkes's fist arrived, it was no more than a child's fist.

"And the strength is hidden, but the condensation is insufficient, and you sacrificed too much for the sake of the explosion."

As if a master was instructing an apprentice, Hua Feng lightly pointed out the shortcomings in Inks' moves. After all, although Inkes had the experience of martial arts, it was only training as a human being, and it was impossible to control the power he currently possessed with such a rough experience.

If he is given time to grow, perhaps he will be able to overcome the difference between monsters and humans, and make his tricks more sophisticated.

One blow failed, Inkes did not waver, he knew his weakness at the moment better than anyone, so he did not expect to be able to subdue Hua Feng with one blow.

Stormy.

The fist was different, and it still maintained the posture of being grabbed by Hua Feng, but in an instant, countless attacks erupted, and I didn't see any process of accumulating power, but at this moment, the fist vibrated and hit countless fierce attacks at a super high frequency, and any punch was enough to penetrate the 10-centimeter-thick steel wall.

"This trick can give you 5 points, which is very creative."

However, it was still useless, Hua Feng also did not move his arm, but his palm was tightly pressed against Inks's fist as before, perfectly neutralizing each of his attacks.

"Using the controllability of the muscles to exert force inside the body, the distance of charging is shortened, but this is not enough, if you use the fist as the final power point, one blow is enough, you just add to the snake."

As the words fell, Hua Feng's palm left Inks' fist, and then the same fist hit it in an instant, but the opposite result appeared.

Burst......

Click......

Blood poured out of the fist in reverse, muscles twisting and breaking as they squeezed, shattering the blood vessels in the arm. Similarly, bones are broken one by one, bone stubble pierces muscles, and emerges.

The blow hit Inkes his right arm, but it wasn't over yet.

If you attack continuously, it is better to use your fingers, not only is it easy to exert force, but it will also be much more penetrating.

As if teleporting, Hua Feng appeared directly in front of Nexus, his arm turned into a phantom, stroked his abdomen, and then the sound of bubbling water sounded one after another.

"Puff, puff, puff."

Blood spurted from Inks' abdomen and back.

"Hmm." Taking a step back, the powerful restoring force came into play, starting with the wound in the abdomen closing, and at the same time, the twisting of the right arm also recovered on its own.

This is not good, although it is not clear what the strength gap between the person in front of him who calls himself Hua Feng and the advanced civilization, but if he can't even defeat the person in front of him, then the latter is not to mention.

Unaffected by the defeat, the speed of the re-attack is faster, and all the skills obtained from the previous training are used, and all the strength obtained now is used, so it is not extraordinary.

Walls were easily destroyed, buildings were easily lifted off, groups of walking dead turned into puddles of rotten meat under the rapid pressure of punches, and even a few main battle tanks parked in the streets turned into stars in the sky after being hit.

But it was useless, no matter how much force Incks used, no matter how much skill he used, it was useless.

Obviously, the tricks in Hua Feng's hand were so ordinary, obviously the power he used was not as good as his own, but Inks couldn't break through, everything was in vain, even if it was enough to destroy the entire city, he was gently blocked.

"It's a nice firework." Hua Feng turned his head and glanced behind him, using his figure as the demarcation point, behind him were two ruins, extending to the limit of his eyesight.

"It's not your limit, but it's useless to attack like this, no, it doesn't make sense to even say that you use your true strength. Even if you continue to kill, it still makes no sense to get more power. ”

"Why?" The fist hung down, and Inks felt dazed, he had tried his best, exhausted every bit of strength in his body, used all his skills, and even perfected his skills in the battle, but in the end it was such a powerless ending.

"Because you are wrong, you have chosen the wrong path, strength, skill and even wisdom are not the weapons of the weak against the strong, because they are all measurable."

Hua Feng looked at the person in front of him and kindly explained: "The strength of the strong is stronger than the weak, the skill is stronger than the weak, and the wisdom is stronger than the weak, so it is the strong." ”

"Whether you defeat your opponent with strength, defeat your opponent with skill, or defeat your opponent with wisdom, in the final analysis, it's just because you're stronger than the opponent, and defeating the strong with the weak is just a lie in this world."

"It's a lie." The monster kneeling on the ground muttered to himself.

Indeed, defeating the strong with the weak is just a lie, just like their civilization, which has long been buried, just like he is now, the power he relies on is nothing more than the power created by the other side, which may be used as a one-time prop for devastating revenge, but truly defeat the opponent.

"But even so, even so......"

Once again, Inkes stood up, his red eyes full of the will to fight.

Seeing such a smile on the corner of Inkshuafeng's mouth, Incks at this moment is an opponent worth fighting.

It is true that the weak cannot compare with the strong in strength, skill, and wisdom, but then they give up, and then they are willing to be bullied. No, the weak are at least alive, still thinking, their will still exists, their body still exists.

Therefore, the will is the weapon, the body is the weapon, use the will to drive the body, even if it is a thousand failures, even if it is a sacrifice of billions, persevere, and keep fighting.

Until the collapse of one's own body, until the blood of civilization is shed, or until victory.

The only weapon of the weak is themselves.

The weak defeat the strong can only rely on sacrifice, and sacrifice what the strong dare not sacrifice and are unwilling to sacrifice. As for the rest, that's how the strong fight.