Chapter 689: Racing to Death

"Boom!"

The sound of thunder exploding, and the ground was suddenly blasted through. The bright red pillar of fire rose from www.biquge.info ground, like a judgment from heaven. Thick black smoke, hellish fire, the eyes of the black ** god who stepped out of this terrifying scene flowed with lava-colored flames, and the armor patterns covering his body were like granite.

He is like a demon god awakened from hell, and every time the soles of his feet fall, they are like ringing bells, beating the beat of death; He was like a newborn baby, stumbling like a child lost in the fire.

Two golden vortices opened in the air, and Roy and the bishop jumped out of the teleportation hole, looking rather embarrassed.

"I have to say, this is quite exaggerated." The bishop wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said lightly.

However, the situation on the field is far from being "quite exaggerated". The energy released by the burst of energy in Darkseid's body was simply indescribable, and a huge crater burst out around him, and a red pillar of fire rose into the sky, and the energy of the anti-life equation devoured everything, and any entities that were affected within that range were all scattered to the molecular level, leaving no trace of practice.

Like a living nuclear weapon, Darkseid stumbled on after a round of eruptions. He didn't know who he was, he didn't know what he was going to do, even if he was resurrected as Darkseid, but at the moment his mind and mind were completely governed by the anti-life equation, and he could only simply carry out the order of destruction.

After Roy and the Bishop dodged a blast with the help of the transmission of the blast channel, Darkseid seemed to stop attacking from a distance. The black ** god stood in the middle of the fire, looking like ...... Confused.

There isn't always enough time on the battlefield to think about everything, and opportunities are always fleeting. Roy then activated the power of the mother box again, and the Inquisitor's form was immediately sucked into the burst channel, and the exit swirled and opened behind Darkseid at the same moment.

The power system is fully open, and the system emits a high-pitched cry of overload. The energy of the popping ball increased to 100% in an instant, and the golden electricity tore through the curtain wall of the flames and pressed hard behind Darkseid.

Darkseid didn't move.

In an instant, the light and heat were suddenly released, as if mixed with the roar of a dragon. The light wave expanded rapidly, like an absolute realm, engulfing the giant's body in an instant.

The light dissipated, and the armor readings were also at their limit. Roy was half-kneeling in the battered streets, vaguely recognizable as if he could make out a road sign that was only half stuck in a crack in the stone, and could barely tell that this was once Gotham's Riker Heights.

But at the moment, you can't even tell from this apocalyptic scene that this was a modern city of steel and concrete a day ago.

The bishop fell gently to his side.

"You don't look very good."

"You don't need to say it." The monitor in front of Roy was full of glaring red alert signs, the main armor system was overheated and cooling, and several functions were temporarily offline.

"But it doesn't seem to have much effect." The bishop's gaze shifted to the center of the explosion.

The dark demon god was rising from there. He was filled with vivid antimatter energy, invisible fire burned in his clenched fists, and his aura was suffocating like a black cloud, and there was not even a single scratch left on the granite-like shell.

It's not the same as just now. Now, compared to before, he seemed to have a fighting spirit, and that burning gaze seemed to be a judgment on the enemy.

"I think you've just him off." The bishop said.

The other side.

Two afterimages, one black and one white, have traveled to almost every corner of the earth in the blink of an eye. Since coming to DC's multiverse, Brad has never urged the speed force to such an extent. He galloped at full speed, like a horse facing the wind, like a sports car galloping on the highway, like lightning tearing the sky. He ran as hard as he could, unleashing almost all the speed he had so far.

He felt that he had almost melted into the wind, and he no longer had the real feeling of taking a step, and the blood in his veins was filled with the energy of the god's speed force and almost boiled.

Although Roy managed to help him establish a connection with the original speed power of this world, it also limited the use of speed power in his own body. At this moment, he could feel the conflict between the two energies in his body, which made him a hundred times more stressed every time he increased his speed.

But he couldn't stop.

is worthy of being called the dark walker who is the embodiment of death, and Sean, who fuses the walker, is also incredibly fast. He stepped on the two pedals of the Darkwalker and sprinted like a skier. No matter how much Brad speeds up, he can always keep up. Brad embodied the sword with the white light ring, and held the scythe in Sean's hand as he galloped at top speed. The blade full of vitality collided with the scythe wrapped in the black aura of death, and life and death confronted each other in the most direct way than ever before.

In a matter of seconds, the battlefield shifted from Gotham to Australia, and a moment to Antarctica. Observers found several glaciers that had exploded into ice slag in situ for no explanation, and several suspended sections that had cracked and shattered without warning, which they could not explain and could only attributed to the paranormal.

"You can't win me!" Sean stepped on the Darkwalker's skateboard and shouted, "No one can defeat death or escape from its clutches." Anything that exists alive in the world is ultimately death! ”

Brad turned around again, and with a wave of his arm, he conjured a white shield out of thin air. But there was a crisp sound, and the blade of the sickle slammed into the shield, and after a few microseconds of pause, the shield cracked with a "click".

But a few microseconds were enough for Braid to regain distance and hide out of the scythe's range.

"Run, run, you can't run forever. People always run away from death, but no matter how hard you try, your life is already dead from the moment you are born! ”

"If you really believe this nonsense," Bled said lightly, "it only shows that you are weak, or that you don't understand the meaning of life at all." If there is no life, death will be empty and meaningless. We have never run away from death, it is life that drives us to fight against death! ”

White light burst out of him. The current of the speed force and the light of the white lamp seemed to merge in an instant, merging into the white lightning. The mark of a white light was reflected in his pupils, and the current almost burst out of his eyes.

In an instant, the white afterimage vanished from the face of the earth, (to be continued.) )