After all the Smiths had taken a stand, one directly opposite the bridge overtook the crowd and walked out slowly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info"I'm right here, waiting for you to come over. ”

"Ah......h

Ichihashi couldn't stand the pressure and started first. From under his black robes, several ropes shot out of lightning, pointing directly at this smith.

And this Smith stood motionless, with his trademark smile on his face.

As the rope approached him quickly, several people sprang out from behind him, blocking the Smith.

Ichihashi's ropes pierced their bodies, but it was difficult to have the speed to continue the attack. When he pulled back the rope and wanted to make a comeback. Smith turned into a black ocean, rolled up stormy waves, and rushed towards the city bridge.

The black tide instantly flooded Shingo Ichihashi. But then a high wave jumped, and Smith, who was huddled in the center, fell into the distance like a black splash.

The ropes of the bridge turned into a defensive barrier that swirled around them. Every Smith who came close was bounced away from it.

"Haha...... This is the strength of my first order 2nd stage. ”

A faint red light began to appear on Ichihashi's body, as if a layer of mist was enveloping his body.

"Quite a lot of strength." The original Smith was still standing still, looking at the mighty Ichibashi with a little surprise. "In that case, let's have more...... More of 'me'. ”

12 streets, 12 earth-shattering rivers. In the square, they converge into a huge whirlpool. In the center of the whirlpool is Shingo Ichihashi, who is fighting alone.

Under Smith's pressure, the circle of defense he could hold up gradually became smaller, and he could no longer keep his defense in perfect form. Smith constantly used his body to knock the defensive ring into potholes. His defense, at this time, is like a balloon that is constantly being hit by external forces, and it is in danger of bursting at any time.

"Baidi, what are you idiots doing? There were so many of them that I couldn't hold out for long. Ichihashi gritted his teeth and was still struggling to hold on.

However, a hole finally appeared in his defenses, and a black figure lunged at him. The white light flashed, and Ichihashi's bone staff knife slashed through his body, and a girl in red who had been cut in two fell at his feet.

More and more Smith broke through his defenses, and colorful corpses began to accumulate around his body.

The crowd is like a sea, and the black clouds cover the sun. Ichihashi felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and the power in his body was empty. He was scared, he felt like he was going to die......

Slowly, a gentle warmth enveloped him......

…… When he was a child, a warm scene came to mind, his mother helped him wipe the soup stains from the corners of his mouth, dusted off his clothes, and took him to school.

On the first day of school, many children surrounded him like today, laughing at him, throwing paper balls and erasers at him. Mom was crying so sadly that she wanted to hug him. But he shook off her hand and ran home, never to go out again.

Mom looked so sad and losing weight day by day. Later, it was Dad who left them first, and Mom kept insisting. Until one day she collapsed, was carried away by several men dressed in white, and never returned......

"Mom, help me, I'm being bullied......"

His circle of defense seemed to revert back to light at this moment, and it suddenly expanded outward. But Smith is a python that entangles its prey, patiently draining every ounce of Ichihashi's strength. After this expansion, he felt that the bridge had run out of gas. He began to make one of the last and most violent contractions. The black sea completely flooded the city bridge......

Smith, the brightest of all, lined up and walked slowly to the pile of human flesh in the center. The crowd parted, and the trance-like city bridge was dragged up by Smith next to him.

"You can really fight." Smith stood in front of him and sneered, "But you can't beat me." Since you can't beat me, why don't you join me. ”

Smith's hand was inserted into Ichihashi's body, and the mercury began to pour frantically on him. Ichihashi felt his body getting colder and colder, and he was completely unconscious in the place where he had been covered in mercury. Like a fish thrown ashore, he opened and closed his mouth in vain. Gradually, his body, and even his soul, melted into this merciless liquid.

In the last moment of his consciousness remaining in the world, he let out a roar from the bottom of his heart: "Why didn't anyone come to save me, everyone hated me, they all hated me......"

After Smith inhaled the city bridge that had turned into a mass of liquid, he burst into an earth-shattering laugh: "Strength, this is power!" A reddish glow appeared around him.

Smith looked at his hands and muttered, "So you're both from another world. There is also a guy called the main god, who can surpass the machine emperor. Amazing people, amazing space. I can't wait to see it. ”

"But before I do that, I have to pay a visit to the Prophet......

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If it weren't for the fact that the exact location was obtained from the memory of the city bridge. Who would have believed that a famous prophet would live in such a small apartment?

Smith paused briefly at the door of the three-story building and stepped inside.

"Look who I found." Smith pretended to be surprised and looked at the person in front of him and said.

"I've beaten you, Smith." Sajrov stepped forward and stood in front of the Prophet. In the face of Smith, who kept pouring in through the door, he didn't lose a bit of momentum.

"A good man doesn't mention the courage of the year, Sajov." Smith shook his head at him and said, "It's not good for you to always think about the glorious past. To protect this old witch, you'll need to upgrade yourself. Just like me. ”

With that, Smith turned his head to face the Prophet, laughing happily and the corners of his mouth almost cracking to the back of his head. "Sure enough, it's a famous prophet, and he can still sit firmly on Mount Tai here."

The prophet in the thick sweater looked like an older woman from the outside, her chubby figure did not affect her flexibility at all, she peeled off a candy and filled it into her mouth, enjoyed the sweetness it brought before slowly looking up and saying, "Why not?" ”

Smith began to laugh maniacally. "It's all my people, every building, every room. Prophet, did you foresee this? ”

"No, you have at least two doors that haven't been opened?" The Prophet held out two fingers, as if in a triumphant gesture, and a sly smile appeared on his face.

"What?"

Before Smith could understand what the prophet meant, a hurried phone rang from a door behind the prophet.

"They even dared to come here." Several Smiths rushed towards the door. As they approached the door, a loud bang rang out, and the door shot out as if it had been blown open.

A cold voice came from the room: "Just in time." ”