Chapter 457: Death from Too Much Talk

"You think wearing a special shell will make a difference?" Deathstorm shouted, "Save it, you're just a human after all!" Fragile flesh and blood can't stand up to us! ā€

As he spoke, his interlaced palms had already launched a stormy vortex, and the central part contained a dark black fire from hell, giving people a cold sense of death. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Roy climbed over the railing with one hand, narrowly dodging the Stygian Hurricane, and with the other he flung three blasting batrangs towards the Deathstorm. Deathstorm raised his hand slightly, and the batdar with flashing red points of light exploded in the air, and the flames and storms that burst out turned into a thick cloud of smoke that was attracted by Deathstorm's single palm, as if it had been swallowed by a black hole.

"I have the power to transform atoms, and I can even piece together the atomic structure of air to whatever I like!"

Deathstorm roared, and the five fingers of his other hand spread out one finger ahead, and three fiery flame-colored whirlwinds rushed out from the front of his palm, like three pillars of fire that had been placed horizontally, spinning and shooting towards Roy. Roy leaned sideways to cover the metal fence, and the hot pillar of fire washed down the aisle like a flood, quickly melting the alloy floor into molten iron at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Roy rolled on the spot, dodging the moment before the pillar of fire pierced through the bunker. The scorching flames burned through the steel plates, and the strong impact spread out in all directions.

Roy's movements were also extremely fluent, and while rolling, he had already pinched three white pellets in his hand, half-squatted up and threw them out, only to hear three "pops" Three projectiles accurately hit the death storm suspended in mid-air, and the fast-setting clay spread rapidly, instantly covering most of the death storm's body, restraining him so much that he couldn't move.

Instead of panicking, Deathstorm smiled contemptuously: "Rapid condensation chemistry, you actually want to use this against me?" Don't you know that chemistry is one of my best parts? ā€

As he spoke, the solidified concrete of the Death Storm had begun to rapidly decompose and fall off, and in less than a second, it had become a puddle of viscous liquid and sprinkled on the ground.

But in the brief moment that the three pieces of quick-setting clay were gained, Roy had already seized the opportunity to fly to his side, and his sharp leg was like a long whip slammed into Deathstorm's face, and Deathstorm's body fell back to the floor with a shock.

"Chemistry doesn't work, but you can try this."

As the words fell, a long rope had already wrapped itself around Deathstorm's neck, and before he could react, a surge of golden electricity crawled down the rope to Deathstorm's body. There was a groan of pain, and the golden electric shock caused black smoke to rise all over his body, and the already strange skull looked even more eerie.

"An insider's version of Wonder Woman's mantra," Roy said, "In order to increase his power, Lucius specially simulated Shazam's magical power on the rope, releasing magic lightning to kill. ā€

Deathstorm continued to scream for a moment, struggling to reach for the rope around his neck, and his palms rose up with the dark matrix that was unique to the Deathstorm ability when it was activated.

Roy, of course, wouldn't sit idly by and watch him perform any more special chemical changes on the ropes, so he immediately let out a clear sigh and threw the Death Storm out of his head with a single force, slamming it against the wall. The Deathstorm, bound in a replica of the rope, was thrown like a cannonball against a wall by Roy's powerful arm, and a metal shell was smashed down and fell off.

The Death Storm roared angrily, and a terrifying wave of qi rolled up all over his body, and with a "boom", the metal blocks of the flames flew out in all directions, and his entire body seemed to take advantage of this wave of qi to rise into the air in an instant, and the air quickly condensed in his hands, rekindling the dark black flames.

But he was surprised to find that the target had disappeared from view at some point.

A dangerous aura that rushed straight up his spine quickly crept up his back, and the biting chill caused the flames on top of his skull to flicker.

When he turned around, he saw that Roy had circled behind him at some point, and he was already close to zero distance.

The already red eyepieces in the binocular position of the insider's armor became even hotter at this time, and the fiery red light was as bright as a lit torch.

The dark skull sockets of Deathstorm seemed to reveal an emotion called "fear", and a premonition of extreme danger hit me.

Thermal vision mode.

The fiery red lasers from the two eyepieces roared out and slammed into Deathstorm's chest side by side. The storm of death howled "ah", and the body was like a weightless leaf pushed backwards by a pillar of light, and the body seemed to melt under the blazing gaze.

Hot vision, the strongest attack method of the insider's armor, can be used for a total of three shots, and after three shots, it enters a half-day cooldown. Because of the sheer power and limited number of shots, it's important to time the shots right to make sure each shot actually hits the target and has an effect.

With a single hit, the frontal bombardment of the flood of hot vision slammed the storm of death into the wall like a mosquito, and the skull's head was blackened by the heat, and the black smoke continued all over its body, and finally collapsed to the ground without moving.

"Ahh

Captain Cold was hit in the cheek by an invisible punch, fell to the ground and rolled around, got up with the momentum, and tried to aim again at the red afterimage passing by and fired several shots, but still missed.

Johnny Quickie took two playful steps around the field, then sprinted sideways all the way to the wall, letting the cold rays chase after him, leaving ice crystal after ice.

"It's off, it's off, it's off!" Johnny's mouth is endless, like a machine gun with unlimited ammo. He moved at high speed as if he had split up, leaving behind countless afterimages of him entwined with electric light.

"Bang!"

Another punch and a punch in the abdomen of Captain Cold.

"You know what? Your gun really seems to have a bit of a slowing effect. Johnny continued to run at a rapid pace, talking as his voice seemed to come from all directions, "But what's interesting?" That is, even if I slow down so much, you still can't keep up with me! ā€

The red afterimage was like a bullet, piercing the air and rushing towards the cold team again.

But at this moment, a golden afterimage flashed suddenly in the corner of Johnny's eye. His pupils shrank, but it was too late to brake, and Bart, who was also full of electricity, slid at his feet and tripped in front of Johnny.

Johnny couldn't help but let out an "ah" and fell to the ground unbalanced, rolling on the ground continuously and slowing down rapidly.

Captain Cold didn't say a word and pulled the trigger. The pale blue rays mercilessly froze Johnny Quicker into a mass of ice sculpture in an embarrassed and awkward position.

"Idiot." Team Leng said lightly, "You talk too much. (To be continued.) )