Dressed in black leather clothes, the evil and bewitching Grass Pheasant Jing slowly pulled his right hand out of the opponent's chest.

Half of his face was covered by red hair, and the man who was as rebellious as a lone wolf opened his eyes wide, looked at the gaping hole in his chest in disbelief, opened his mouth to say something, but finally hung his head weakly without making a sound.

Cao Pheasant Jing sneered and pulled off a piece of magata-like ornament on the man's neck, pinched it into powder casually, and then took a deep breath, and the rich black gas that burst out of the magatama penetrated into his mouth and nose, and the breath became more and more gloomy and terrifying.

Chris stared in this direction, suspended in mid-air, the flickering purple flame showing the anger in his heart.

Not far away, the Seven Flail Society, Charmilles, and a man with dyed yellow hair and a nervous and crazy face were besieging a beautiful woman in a white suit.

The strength of the woman is not weak, one move and one style are calm and atmospheric, the white kimono is rising and falling with the arm, like an elegant crane spreading its wings, and from time to time there is another woman behind her who is similar to her eyebrows, the two of them burst out with more than twice the strength, although the three of the Seven Flail Society have been bombarding her indiscriminately, but they can't help her at all.

Chris, who had been watching, finally exhausted all his patience, snorted coldly, and the whole person suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment a huge purple flame burst out, the battle situation was separated, and the three people of the Seven Flail Society snorted and threw out, and then look, the kimono woman had been grabbed by Chris's neck and held tightly in his hands.

"Eight, where is the mirror?"

The woman in the kimono struggled hard, her pretty face was red, but her eyes looked at Chris coldly, and she didn't say a word.

Chris smiled wickedly, and a strange power emanated from him, and a phantom suddenly appeared behind the woman, howling in pain.

"Sister .."

The kimono woman's eyes showed a look of struggle and hesitation, and the phantom's cry became more and more terrible, and she finally closed her eyes in pain.

"Let my sister go, I'll tell you.."

.. Chris grabbed the ancient bronze mirror with both hands, and the billowing black gas poured out of the mirror, converging towards him.

Behind Chris, a huge serpent phantom slowly emerged, four hideous heads raised their heads and roared, and on the other side of the city, there seemed to be the same voice responding...

Carlo stood at the top of the building, watching with satisfaction what he was leading all about.

The Great Snake is a good ally, but the pure Great Snake has no emotional likes and dislikes, and the only purpose is to clean up the world, and after achieving it, he will inevitably choose to die out of himself as a collection of the evil will of the world, and maybe even piggyback on Carlo.

This was not what Carlo wanted to see, so he took a little effort to turn the serpent into two.

The bloodline of the grass pheasant family comes from the ancient Shura clan, warlike and murderous, although after countless generations of reproduction has been purified to the point of almost purity, and even became the protector of Japan on the side of justice, however, some evil factors hidden in the bloodline can never be eliminated.

Once the Grass Pheasant people are unable to control their hearts, they will quickly be lost in the crazy surge of power, and finally become irrational killing machines.

In the original work of "The King of Fighters", Cao Pheasant Jing had an experience of entering the Shura Dao.

After suffering a series of blows, Pheasant Kyo already has a tendency to fall into demons, and Carlo punches the remnant of the snake into his body, causing it to change in a more strange direction.

Today's Grass Pheasant Jing can be said to be a collection of the evil thoughts of the Great Snake and the evil thoughts of Shura, which is more dangerous and uncertain than Chris, whose purpose is pure.

The Splintered Serpent was no longer a threat to Carlo, and he could do a lot of things with impunity.

...

"Mr. Stark, there's your number, Mr. Tolman from the board. ”

"Jarvis, don't you see that I'm busy saving the world?

"Yes, Mr. Stark. Miss Pepper's phone has been blocked. ”

"What!?"

A figure flying at high speed in mid-air suddenly shook violently, rolled in embarrassment, and then quickly regained its steady.

"Jarvis, I should really give you a good upgrade when I go back, I feel like your intelligence has suddenly regressed to the level I had when I was 7 years old."

The handsome man in the steel suit was full of helplessness, anger and anger, and while getting acquainted with his artificial intelligence butler, he ordered: "Call Pepper's phone for me immediately." ”

"Okay Mr. Stark. . . Ing.. Turn.. Dial.. Zizi.."

The voice in his ears became blurred, and the man frowned suspiciously, knocked on his hard steel head, and cursed secretly: "Damn, the maintenance I just did, why did it go wrong again.."

As he was complaining, suddenly his voice stopped abruptly, and his body, which was flying rapidly, stopped.

The man's eyes widened, as if he had seen something he couldn't believe.

"Oh my God.."

The man muttered unconsciously, only to see the sky in front of him, the crimson thick clouds gathered into a huge whirlpool, slowly turning, under the whirlpool was a dilapidated and gloomy city, full of corrupt and walking corpses, an indescribable oppressive aura enveloped everything, as if pressing a huge stone in his heart, causing people to despair, fear, and even end the emotions of life in it for no reason.

"The negative emotions generated after the death of a person form a magnetic field that interferes with the operating system of the suit?.. Damn, how could I believe such nonsense in third-rate newspapers .." The man came back to his senses, and his face seemed to be easy to complain, but it was ugly and scary.

"It doesn't look like a conspiracy of some careerists, but it's similar to the power of gods and demons... Thor, that guy should understand... Jarvis, connect Thor's video call for me."

"Yes, Mr. Stark. ”

The snowflakes jumped for a short time, and a handsome and strong man with blond hair appeared on the screen in front of the man.

"Hey Tony. ”

A low greeting came from the other side.

"Hey Thor, do you usually like to watch disaster movies?.." The man slowly spun in mid-air, filming the entire scene in front of him.

"Look at all this, it must be one of your relatives who came to catch up with you."

The blonde man known as Thor slowly turned serious.

"It's a wicked breath that reminds me of some of the beings who fought against my father's generation."

"Wow~" The man whistled exaggeratedly, shrugged his shoulders and said: "It seems that we are busy again, you gods are really strange, you always don't like to kill opponents, like to do some kind of seals or something, and as a result, after many years, you have to work hard to solve the other party again.."

"How many times have we wiped the butts of our predecessors, do you remember?"

The man was chattering and complaining, and suddenly Thor's face on the light screen changed drastically, and he reminded loudly: "Be careful of Tony.."

The light screen disappeared with a bang.

The man snorted, came back to his senses, and saw a strange man with his eyes closed, quietly suspended not far in front of him, looking at himself with a smile...