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If Wu Ming was given a chance to choose again, he would definitely not go crazy again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Three 100,000-ton lethal weapons were detonated at the same time, and the power was by no means a simple accumulation. The huge energy released in an instant, colliding with each other, agitating each other, and borrowing from each other, it was as if the three gods of destruction who were in love with each other suddenly met each other when they destroyed the mess in front of them, and they secretly competed with each other while smiling.

That's atomic destruction, total extinction!

Aerial blasting reveals the full power of the nuclear bomb. The light with infinite heat rushed into the sky, into the sky, and beneath the core of the blast, the pressure was as great as if the sky was falling.

Before the sea water had time to boil, it was instantly squeezed apart, as if it was about to be pushed into the core of the earth and subjected to tens of thousands of degrees of high temperature.

And Wu Ming was there, right at the point where the downward pressure was most concentrated.

There was a strange noise around them, and it was the Green Goblin's magnetic shield wailing in pain. The invisible magnetic field, which could not be observed by eyesight, had already formed a faint silver light under the impact of various powerful rays. Its original appearance was supposed to be a perfect sphere, but under the heavy pressure, it almost collapsed with one blow, and it immediately flattened, and even reached Wu Ming's face.

The Green Goblin's body was shaking, too, as if it wanted to break free and escape from this Infernal Hell. The parts are scattering, and I am afraid that in the blink of an eye, the once majestic Green Devil will be scattered. But it was still struggling, as if it knew that if it slackened its strength a little, it would say goodbye to this world forever.

Kita was also pressed over.

The undue excitement caused him to ignore the crisis behind him, and when the explosion suddenly came, he had no time to dodge.

At this moment, the proud figure had been bent over and pressed against the front wheel of the Green Goblin, staring at the ugly green face.

As Wu Ming expected, the energy of the cell clothes was almost exhausted, and at the position of his head, the layer of scale armor gradually became lighter in color from the slight whiteness at the beginning, close to the translucent state. And inside, he is also translucent white - that is his real skin, and the green lines buried in it are the veins of his filthy blood.

However, the garment soon darkened again, and reappeared in pitch black.

The backup energy has been activated, and this nuclear explosion can't hurt him. The cruel demon will not surprisingly survive!

Of course, he will also suffer a little, because the incomparably powerful impact force has not been completely canceled out by the suit, and there is still about one ten-millionth of the strength to be borne by the real one. But Wu Ming knew that kind of terrifying creature, even if he removed the layer of scale armor, he was still infinitely powerful, and that kind of impact was closer to twisting his neck or breaking his foot for him.

But Wu Ming is different.

Even as the Green Goblin's shield struggled to counteract the pressure, the greater lethality of the nuclear explosion was attacking him.

It was unimaginable nuclear radiation, powerful enough to instantly turn the strongest metal into vapour—something Wu Ming regretted.

The protection of the Green Goblin was not originally in Wu Ming's calculations, because he had always believed that he could preemptively replenish enough consciousness energy before the blast wave came, and summon the consciousness body to protect himself. But now it seems that that expectation was too optimistic, too arrogant.

If it weren't for the Green Goblin Star who preemptively withstood the shockwave, he would have turned into a puff of green smoke just a few seconds before his consciousness could be replenished.

And that's not the most critical thing - the intensity of the radiation is also obviously beyond Wu Ming's expectations!

Although the dark nervous system had been prepared for it early, when the nuclear radiation poured down, Wu Ming immediately realized how much mistake he had made - the channel width did not match, and it could not be matched at all!

It's like wanting billions of tons of seawater to pour into a tiny fish tank, no matter how big the tank is, it can't be so big that it can spread out its entire area.

However, Wu Ming escaped that catastrophe, thanks to the Green Goblin Star, the huge wave that poured down his head was splashed, and it was also a good opportunity for him to breathe.

The fish tank began to expand, right in Wu Ming's mind, although the speed was not as fast as expected, but the expansion seemed to be endless. It can withstand it, although it has never reached such a broad level, but Wu Ming is sure that the so-called peak he had before is by no means an absolute peak, as long as he endures it, grit his teeth and endure it!

It seems to be the core of the universe, and just a second ago, the core of this universe has just begun to explode, wanting to create a new galaxy.

Everything is tearing apart, and every atom in the body is suffering from the unspeakable force of division.

Wu Ming felt that he might not be able to bear it anymore, although less than a second had passed, to him, it was like being burned in hell for thousands of years.

The shield of the Green Goblin had already withered, like a silver film, collapsing softly around Wu Ming and the motorcycle, it had withstood the most powerful shockwave, and it was no longer capable of accepting any mission.

Kita was still lying in place, her arms drooping weakly, and the same gesture was shown by the 12 tentacles. But he was trying to raise his head, as if trying to see what kind of perverted weapon could make the haughty Beverer so embarrassed.

The mushroom cloud had risen above, and three pillars of smoke were entangled with each other, rushing at each other, and at the top of the pillar of smoke, a sickly poisonous flower was showing its fierce form.

The shockwave is about to spread!

The entire sea had become violent, as if a hurricane of unprecedented intensity had arrived, intending to destroy all living beings.

But...... That's enough!

Enough is enough!

The catastrophe should not continue, because the gods have been awakened!

It wasn't a god, it was more like an elf, an elf undergoing a metamorphosis. He had been hiding in the most comfortable corner of Wu Ming's mind, hoping that he would never show up, as if that would bring permanent peace to the world.

However, he must show up, the fish tank has been filled with nutrients, and the fish egg, which is as small as a drop in the ocean, must complete all its growth in a very short moment, because his long-lost friend is calling, and this long-lost strange world is also calling!

At this moment, the frenzied demon of the shockwave seemed to be suddenly choked by the throat, and had to withdraw its raging arm, only waving helplessly beside him.

A red light like fire began to appear between the sky and the sea, and it seemed that the sun, obscured by dark clouds all night, was returning to the throne, and it seemed that the blood of a warrior whose color had been drained was showing the fearlessness of the brave. The red light was everywhere, scattered throughout the world, but it was converging, as if guided by the god of light......

Come out, old man! Wu Ming's heart echoed with a call.

Chita stood, stumbling on her feet, but still hovering above the stormy waves. The color of the coat has faded overall, and it looks closer to dark brown, presumably because the original dark black has been worn off, and it has been dyed a little dark red.

But he hasn't thrown in the towel yet, and he's still looking around.

Kita seems to be searching for a target, the ignorant fanatic who attacked the hero of House Beafer. And he seemed to have a good impression of the real goal in front of him - after all, this lowly little man had just called out his name, and he had nominally lived and died together.

At the same time, he seemed a little afraid.

Because Kita noticed that the red light was rushing towards it, as if the guy sitting on the weird motorcycle was actually a red black hole, and in the blink of an eye, he would shrink and swallow everything around him mercilessly.

Kita was backing away, probably for the first time in his life.

But he can't just leave!

Wu Ming didn't allow it, and neither did the old guy who had just woken up!

The muscles tightened, the suit finally shredded, and Wu Ming stood up.

Only then did Kita realize that the guy also had the ability to levitate above the water, as if dark energy could be spewed from under his feet to resist the gravitational pull of the earth.

Kita began to pay respect. He probably regretted that he should not have only revealed his name during the meeting just now, but had forgotten the proper courtesy, and had not asked for the name of his prey.

However, he was about to roar twice and make amends for his mistake a little, only to find that the fellow had raised his palm and pointed it even more rudely at his nose.

"Kita? Beaferre! Chita pointed to his chest, and then to Wu Ming, "You...... You ......"

Wu Ming smiled coldly.

"Do you want to know me?" Wu Ming also pointed to his chest, but pointed to the sky again, "Or, do you want to know him?" ”

Chita tilted her head in surprise.

There, he saw a giant red skull hanging in the air!

It was him, and the red light came from him!

An unprecedented aura of danger enveloped Kita in an instant. He understood everything, it turned out that this guy in front of him had played so many ghost tricks, and the ultimate goal was just to call such a monster, and this monster was about to launch an extremely powerful attack on himself.

"You! Yes!! He roared, and the Shadowblade immediately appeared in his right hand.

"I, Wu Ming!" Wu Ming's sneer had been put away, replaced by the cold light of his eyes, "He, Red Ghost!" ”

The red ferocious spirit bowed its face, its movements slow, but formidable. He knew that he didn't have much time, because it was only a short excitation, and it could only be exchanged for a moment of awakening.

But he's awake and he's going to help his friend!

"You, Kita," Wu Ming's arm slammed down, "die!" ”

"Whew!" In the roar of the sonic boom, the red ghost struck down, and it was overwhelming!

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