"Woohoo!" In the ruins of Warsaw, Maddie pinched her scalp and let out a terrifying lion roar ahead. The sharp pain rooted in his nerves was tormenting him again, and this pain had been with him since the transformation, intermittently, like waves washing away his sanity.

Yali. Spin said that this pain was just a little experimental flaw, and he was willing to believe it, after all, a living weapon with real third-order strength was something that had never appeared in this world. But it really hurt so much that the ark even covered his entire skull with an armed-level protective hood, just to prevent him from subconsciously self-harming.

Weak and out of control, such an opponent should be no threat, but Anaheim does not feel easy.

The sand scorpion swarm on the ground is difficult to move in, and the infrasound wave can be called a killer weapon for the sand scorpion with developed hearing, Maddie is standing there, but a strong scorpion like the scorpion king can't lock on to the target, the tail needle and the giant pincers fall into the air one after another, and more sand scorpions can't even attack, and the formation begins to break up.

Anaheim also tends to be a disadvantage in the sky. He was familiar with Duncan, and as the only overlord in the world to implement a dictatorship on his own, he and Duncan had surprisingly similar tastes, and had three face-to-face interactions. There is no record of the fight, but in Anaheim's judgment, the two sides are close in strength, and even if he lacks the support of the sand scorpion swarm, Pangu has an advantage against a purely physical ability like Duncan.

Unlike most physical abilities, Duncan needed distance to exert his strength, so Anaheim naturally opted for hand-to-hand combat.

Less than 2 meters apart, two third-order ability people were entangled, and Pangu waved out a silver glow, and the move did not leave the opponent's vital point, this opponent gave Anaheim a very strange feeling.

Holding his palm against Pangu's long handle, Duncan resisted the hot axe blade, but the high-frequency shockwaves wrapped around the blade still shattered half of his face, his flesh and blood blurred, and even his right eye was squeezed, leaving a hole oozing dirty black blood.

However, Duncan didn't notice anything, his calf swelled and contracted, causing his knee to break through the speed of sound in an instant, and a knee hit Anaheim's lower abdomen.

Burst! Anaheim spat blood and flew out, and even some of the internal organs were wrapped in the blood. Duncan didn't give him a chance to breathe and punched at sonic speed, locking on with his remaining left eye and swinging his arms back. Rumble! The whole person was pierced into Anabohm's arms like an arrow from a string, and the bloody skull pressed against his ribs.

Anaheim's eyes darkened, but Duncan grabbed his axe-wielding right arm and pulled it, the tearing pain in his shoulder making him barely able to hold the tomahawk. That was still not the end of the offensive, and Duncan's fingers swelled, squeezing his wrist like a rolling mill. Anaheim was aroused to ferocity, and with a thud, he folded his entire body, and his right arm was broken, and he took Pangu from behind and slashed it with his left arm.

Duncan didn't mean to back down at all, and the ball of his injured foot earlier didn't hesitate to press against Anaheim's chest, and his calf swelled, boom!

Anaheim's right arm was torn off alive, and the whole person shot diagonally into the ground like a meteorite, and the axe he swung was deflected, cutting off Duncan's entire left leg and flying out, Duncan caught it with a blank face, as if he was not affected by the broken leg at all.

The Scorpion King, who was fighting the ground, hissed at the sky, and the scattered scorpion swarm regrouped, but the Allied tank forces were already approaching the battlefield, and nearly a hundred Quintel III roared, and armor-piercing bullets flew towards the scorpion swarm.

The scorpion swarm was already having a hard time recovering its inferiority, and Maddie's infrasound waves were blasting at their hearing, affecting not only their attacks, but also their communication and dodging. Two minutes later, Pangu descended from the sky, slicing off the Scorpion King's long tail with an axe, and the hot axe blade split through its hard back armor, and the ensuing high-frequency vibration wave shook the inner cavity into a mass of flesh.

The slaughter of the scorpion swarm enters the final stage, and Maddie pinched her face and opened her mouth wide to saliva.

"Go see Chairman Anaheim." He laughed maniacally, allowing Duncan, with only one leg left and half of his face shattered like a demon, to drag him towards a ruin.

Anaheim was there, sunk in the middle of the rubble, three sharp steel bars running between his chest and abdomen, thick plasma dripping between the rubble and rubble.

The steel bar was not his first fatal wound, nor was the ripped off right arm and excessive blood loss, and Duncan's final blow shattered almost all of his ribs, the stubble piercing into his heart and lungs, tearing at the wound in the beating of his internal organs, and stirring the entire ribcage into a mess.

Maddie flew over, looking condescendingly at the dying African mountains, with a happy face. This was the harvest he had paid a huge price, and the invincible third-order powerhouse lay at his feet, letting his life pass but helpless.

"Introduce myself, I'm the lion of the ark, Medelan. Ilnophil. Manipulating Duncan to put him down, Maddie wiped the ash and sweat off her face, straightened up her soaked military uniform, and gave a military salute with the most high-spirited momentum she could take out.

"Kolo. Duncan. It's a pity that Anaheim didn't look at him at all, his eyes only floated in the sky and said a word, Duncan only had one foot left, and there was no way to land with Maddie, "I heard that you are missing, and I thought you had defected to the Allies, but it turned out that you were transformed into a machine by those madmen in the Ark." ”

"Kolo. Duncan is dead, and it's me, Medelan, who fights you. Ilnophil. Maddie's hand on his temples trembled, trying to hold on to the last shred of sanity, Anaheim was a famous powerhouse in the world, he was dying, and his mind was a little abnormal.

"It's sad to be deprived of fear and pain, and to live like this." Anaheim struggled to move his left hand, pinched the rebar, pulled his body out inch by inch, and stood up impossible, but at least it could be reused.

His muscles bulged, slightly bending the ends of the steel bar, supporting his massive body as if he was leaning against the ruins. He coughed, but didn't cough up any blood, probably running out: "Fortunately, Lao Tzu is going to die, so he won't just make a weapon like you and let the weak control it." ”

"The Ark's technology is very powerful, if I don't want you to die, you can't die!" Maddie's eyes were red, and she almost pounced on Anaheim to theorize, this is not the result he wants, being feared, hated, whatever, the only thing that is not allowed is to be ignored, he has paid so much, neither human nor ghost, life is better than death, and he should never be ignored like before.

"Just you?" For the first time since the start of the war, Anaheim looked at Maddie, squinting, but only for a moment, and Maddie didn't read any information from that glance, and that kind of indifference was like an adult seeing an ant scattered on the road. Anaheim didn't even give him a chance to take revenge, looked at the sky, and quietly stopped breathing.

The Ark can't control a person's life and death after all, even the Holy Grail Project must be premised on a living person whose physiological functions have not completely stopped, Anaheim doesn't know this, but it doesn't prevent him from giving up the will to survive neatly, probably for him, it is better to die clean than to be humiliated by a weak person like Maddie.

"Take off his head and let the whole Green Island see it." Following Maddie's control, Duncan floated over and lifted Anaheim into the air, swinging Pangu down......

……

It's been a long time since the struggle, and Ia's no idea what's going on outside, let alone outside the city walls, and even the battle between the Count and the assault battalion soldiers outside this room can't be distracted from it.

In the soldier's dormitory, which was not wide, Ivan's heavy fists bit him like a torrent, not giving an inch. Ia could only keep going backwards, looking for those fleeting gaps in the regression.

There was a collision in his heels, and Ia's spun around and threw himself against the wall, and Ivan's fist smashed into the wall like a shadow.

The whole room was in a mess, Ivan was an aggressive warrior, his punches and legs were full of destructive and explosive power, the sturdy military furniture was no different from the children's building blocks under his attack, but the walls were different, this was already the outermost room of the city wall, the outer wall was not only thick, but also had a mesh support to share the impact, the intensive artillery bombardment of the Entente failed to destroy several outer walls, although the warrior was strong, it was still not comparable to the well-designed thermal weapons in terms of demolition.

This wall is different, I don't know whether it is a mezzanine reserved for special equipment or a hidden lattice dug by the soldiers themselves, in short, this wall is hollow, not visible from the perimeter of the city wall, nor from the inside of the room.

Ivan smashed the wall unprepared, losing his balance due to too much force, and Ivan did not waste this hard-won opportunity, he achieved a turn above the waist with amazing flexibility, and the dagger was fixed to the ground to counteract the inertia of the forward rush, and then the lower half of his body also twisted and kicked the ground.

Ia'a jumped up, stepped on Ivan's broad back, and stabbed two daggers between the lightning and flint, one into the cervical vertebrae, and the other from top to bottom, piercing fiercely from the heavenly spirit cover.

"It's tough." Iateng drew his sword, and his strong opponent fell silently, no more.

Outside the house was quiet, as if the fighting had stopped, except for the crackling sound of a hot weapon, a sound common in thermal weapon confrontations.

Two white air blades crossed and smashed through the wall, and Ia's vivid memory was that the assault battalion soldiers brought by Ivan had no thermal weapons at all.

The smoke cleared, and the ground was littered with charred corpses, and Toren stood carrying the Count's head, which was covered in the wounds of sharp weapons, and only the slight heaving of his chest showed that he was still alive. And Anmulo was half-crouching, apparently just using his ability to dissolve the air blade that broke through the wall.

"That guy named Ivan is so useless, and he's going to go in and sneak attack to reduce some trouble." Toruń's bald head glowed with excitement, he burned a lot of people today, and he had one on his hand. Rumble! The Count burned like a torch, and he twitched, but his mouth was pinched by Toruń, and he could not scream, only a whimper.

Yia suddenly jumped up, boom! Behind him, Ivan's corpse suddenly exploded, shattering the thin wall outside, and the light seeped in unhindered to attract everyone's attention.

In the sky, Duncan, who had only one leg left, carried Anaheim's head, his axe fell, and his huge, mangled body fell to the ground, leaving only his head to become a trophy for the Allies.

Without saying a word, Iaa watched the whole process before bouncing off the ceiling and jumping from a height of 20 meters.

Torun hurriedly threw away the Count in his hand, and with such a slight delay, Iah was gone.

"Run away with one, will Ling Tong's bastard find fault with me?"

"It's just a third-order martial artist, it doesn't matter." Ammura kicked Ivan's body away with great interest, climbing through the gap in the wall and looking out.

There was no longer a single erected building in sight of the huge Warsaw, and there were fires and ruins everywhere, which made Amura feel refreshed.

"I don't see that the traitor of the Su family is still so useful, but it's a pity that the price is too great, how did Dr. Spin say it? Is it possible to basically lose the ranks? ”

"What's my business!" Toren took a sip, "If I can solve the neuralgia problem, I don't mind losing the possibility of promotion, as long as my puppet is Ling Tong." Not far away, the sky-high lava turned into a huge wave, revealing a brilliant atmosphere, obviously Li Dajiang made a move.

"Mr. Oe also started, and it was probably the queen who stopped him." An Muro laughed lightly, "That's what he wants." ”

"Li Dajiang is not a good thing." Tolun and Li Dajiang did not conflict, but he never forgot the sword that Li Dajiang stabbed in Loulanhai, which almost made him smell death.

"Wait! Mr. Oe has been plotted! An Muluo was shocked, he saw the lava solidify instantly, and saw Li Dajiang fall from the sky, "Go and save him!" His Excellency Fanor doesn't want him to die here! ”

"Wait!" Torun didn't hold Amulo, he flew out of the city wall, and ran along the wall towards Li Dajiang's battlefield, "A partner...... And a life-saving grace from that old thing. Torrón licked his lips, puff sleeves puffed up, and snorted as he flew toward the battlefield.