It wasn't just the man who was about to step on the Storm to death who felt the difference, but so did the others, who also felt something slowly draining through their lives. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A strange sensation of a minute, as if there were only fifty-nine seconds left.

"Damn bastard, you forced me to use this trick." A deep voice came from inside the building, mixed with the strange sound of air rushing from beneath the throat.

"Hey, aren't you dead?"

Su Mo, who had just dealt with the scarab beetle, raised his head and looked at the building in the distance, the strange feeling just now seemed to be only enveloping within a certain range, and it did not affect Su Mo's side.

In the huge hole in the scarab beneath his feet, a small baseball slowly floated up, spun in mid-air, and completely shook off the dirt on it, and soon became clean.

The baseball flew back into Su Mo's hand, and Su Mo casually threw the baseball on the scarab beetle, let it bounce again, and grabbed it in his hand again, looking with interest at the building that Chris had just crashed into.

Su Mo was very sure that the ball just now had completely smashed Chris's head to pieces.

It's just that the relationship seems to be complete because the speed is too fast, but I didn't expect Chris to survive, which was indeed a bit unexpected by Su Mo.

"It doesn't seem to be as weak as I thought, but it's interesting." A smile appeared on Su Mo's face.

Chris walked out of the big hole that had just been knocked out of the building, and a cyan aura swirled around his body, forming a huge blurred shadow behind him, looking a bit like a frog.

Chris's head, which should have exploded a long time ago, has returned to normal, but it is stained with a breath of green air, and slightly strange streaks have climbed on his face.

Chris looked up and looked at Su Mo in the distance, his face looking extremely hideous.

"Young man, you seem to have touched a power that you shouldn't have touched at all." Su Mo grabbed the baseball in his right hand and threw it at the scarab at his feet, and the baseball landed on the scarab's back and bounced.

The baseball returned to Su Mo's hands again, but the position of the baseball and Su Mo had changed, and it was no longer in place.

Instead, he appeared in front of Chris, looking at him, Su Mo had some weird malicious smiles on his face.

"Yes."

Chris had a hideous face, staring at Su Mo in front of him, and he understood that this was not the level of power he could touch at all.

Even if he temporarily borrowed this power and extended some life, such a method was tantamount to drinking water to quench his thirst, and in the end, Chris would undoubtedly pay a very heavy price.

However, Chris was not reconciled.

He was really unwilling, the original direction of things, all the development was under Chris's control, and there was no difference from what he imagined.

It was nothing more than Su Mo who opened a Gundam Mushuang, forcing them to flee a little embarrassed, which surprised Chris a little.

But that's all there is to it, and that's just because Chris doesn't want to waste time and strength on a Gundam that is about to be scrapped.

Chris's true strength can completely surpass that Gundam.

Things have developed to that point, and it's obviously going well!

Chris used nanomachinery to end the last glory of Gundam and end K's final counterattack, and then, it should be a punch to Su Mo and blast the so-called K into minced meat!

However, at that time, things changed drastically.

Not to mention, the change was so fast that Chris didn't react at all, and Su Mo's hateful smiling face in front of him was replaced by a white object.

Chris didn't even know why the dying guy was still laughing, and he didn't know what the white thing was, and he felt a sharp pain on his face.

The intense pain "blasted" the majestic force above Chris's fist to pieces.

An irresistible force came from above the white object, and it flew backwards with Chris.

All this happens only in the midst of lightning and fire.

The stairs under Chris's feet, who had already seen "Heaven", suddenly disappeared and fell from Heaven to Hell in one fell swoop.

How could Chris accept such a huge gap? How could he be willing?

Therefore, when Chris was not completely dead, or the obsession in his heart stretched out his hand to the unknown forbidden force.

Chris managed to survive and gain great power, even though it didn't belong to him at all.

But now Chris can feel that he is strong, even if he was the most powerful in the past, it is far less powerful than the current Chris.

"I want you to pay!"

Chris looked at Su Mo and roared violently, and a wave of qi centered on him spread out in all directions.

Like a violent whirlwind, the group of heroes who were lying on the ground, without the power to resist, were blown out like rag dolls and fell to the ground.

A few of the seriously injured ones were even dying.

The Storm, relying on his familiarity with the "wind", barely allowed himself to fall to the ground normally, instead of slamming it on the ground.

But even so, the Stormstorm who had been indifferent finally showed a solemn expression on his face.

He could see that the sudden wind was not from Chris's deliberate release, but only from his roar, his momentum.

It's an acceptable thing that momentum can overwhelm people.

But the momentum formed a strong wind, which could also hurt people, which exceeded the expectations of the stormer.

"Will the baseball boy be Chris's opponent?" The Stormman couldn't help but say in his heart.

Although from just now, Su Mo showed very strong strength.

But there is a weirdness in this kind of power, judging from the performance alone, it is nothing more than ultra-high-speed movement and the powerful power contained in baseball.

Other than that, there doesn't seem to be anything else.

This kind of weird power, like a castle in the sky, gives people an illusory and ethereal feeling, far less shocking than the current Chris.

"The price, at what cost?" Su Mo smiled, and the baseball in his hand disappeared.

"Huh?"

Chris's eyes widened suddenly, his hands crossed in front of his face in the shape of X, and with a crisp sound of bone cracking, Chris's feet stuck on the ground, but his body involuntarily fell backwards, leaving two marks on the ground.

The baseball spun around Chris with his arms crossed, leaving a deep visible wound on Chris's arm like a meat grinder, before falling to the ground.

Blood was stained on the white baseball, and the ordinary sporting goods looked so terrifying at this moment.

"Ha, ha."

Chris laughed twice with some difficulty.

Although the blow cracked Chris's right arm and cut off most of the flesh from his forearm, he blocked it.

It's still blocked at such a close distance. This means that the current Chris is much stronger than just now, and has the strength to confront and even kill Su Mo!

At least that's what Chris himself thinks, isn't it just a baseball, once the baseball is blocked, what else can Su Mo do?

Don't look at Chris now injured, the cyan aura swirls around his arm, and the group of people around him feel a little time passing at the same time.

The wound on Chris's arm had healed in the blink of an eye.

"The price is your life!"

Chris stared at Su Mo, his deep voice was like a muffled thunder, his body was blurred, and he rushed towards Su Mo faster than just now!

(To be continued.) )