Lyndon never imagined that one day, he would be the enemy of Antar.

It can't be said that it is an enemy, anyway, it has to fight.

"Heh, wake you up, I'll do it myself."

He put his handbag at his feet, and even put away the Nightingale shotgun.

"Ahh

Antar roared, dropped his firearm, and pinched his hands at Lynden like pincers.

His body shape, combined with his violent movements, pressed his entire huge body viciously towards Lyndon.

In this case, it will be very difficult to escape if you are caught.

"Ha ......"

Lyndon chuckled softly, stretched out his right paw, formed a claw with five fingers, and poked Antar's eyes.

Sure enough, even if he loses his mind, he reacts instinctively to threats.

Seeing this, Antar kicked his legs to the ground and jumped backwards.

However, Linden's speed was very fast, and before Antar could stabilize his body, he saw Linden's figure and bullied him in front of him.

Without hesitation, he threw his fist at the bell's head.

Linden turned his head slightly to read it, quickly dodged the attack, bent his legs slightly, pushed up with his knees, and pressed his body weight against Antar's chest, trying to push him back to the ground.

Pressing Antar's upper arm with both hands to make sure he couldn't lift his fist, but also to give himself a point of support.

To say that it is worthy of Antar, as a night watchman without singularity, he has been able to mix in the organization for so many years, his combat experience is undoubtedly quite rich, and he reacted subconsciously.

With both arms secured, Antar leaned back and slammed into Lyndon's face.

Bang!

Their heads slammed into each other with a loud and dull thud.

At the moment when they got closer, Lyndon could even see the infinite killing intent hidden in Antar's eyes. In a state of unconsciousness and out of control, he really wanted to kill himself.

After a head impact, the two pulled apart.

Antar followed his own strength, and as he rolled a few laps in the ground to gain a foothold, he could faintly see blood oozing from his forehead.

Lyndon wasn't doing well either, with a flaw in his delicate and neat countenance, and a bright red liquid coming out of his nose.

Antar clenched his fists and took another step towards him, his feet stomping quickly on the floor.

Every time he landed, the floor under his feet would sink in, and cracks would spread.

Anta was faster than before, and almost in the blink of an eye, he gradually gradually approached Lyndon, raised his right arm high, and slammed a hook into Linde.

Lyndon raised his hand to block it, but Antar's punch was so strong that he felt like he had received a blow from a piece of steel, and a huge force rushed through his arm and spread all over his body, and pain hit him.

When the pain was acceptable, it was also the best time to fight back, and he used his elbows to hit Antar in the abdomen in succession.

Antar was in pain, couldn't help bending slightly, and his hands showed a movement to block the elbow blow.

Lin Dan took the opportunity to kick out, hitting him in the stomach, shaking his huge and heavy giant figure, and Antar's center of gravity was unstable and he could fall down.

He held the ground with both hands, and his two toes made long marks on the ground, barely standing still.

After standing firm, Antar did not continue to attack, but stood in place and gasped for breath.

But how could Lyndon give him time to regain his strength?

Another first-level whip leg swept out, and the strong leg swept on Antar's ribs, causing his center of gravity, which he had managed to stabilize, to lose balance again, and sit on the ground all of a sudden.

Antar clutched his ribs, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth and his cheeks flushed, clearly in a state of extreme rage.

He stared at Lyndon and suddenly spread his arms and crossed his massive torso in front of him.

Lyndon's eyebrows raised, for some reason.

Antar's move seems to be a relenting relent, but it is never possible.

"Drink!"

He let out a low roar, his muscles tense and his muscles exposed.

In the next second, Antar's torso swelled up and turned into a giant beast the size of a small hill.

"Roar—"

Antar roared in the sky, and the deafening cry made Linden's heart twitch violently, as if he had been electrocuted.

His pupils constricted, and he knew something was wrong.

How did Antar turn into a monster too? He obviously hasn't been reformed!

Before he could regain his composure, Antar had already pounced, his thick hands wrapped around his body, and threw him out fiercely.

Lyndon flew through the air, his arms swinging wildly, trying to find his way to stabilize his body, but Antar did not give up, chased after him, and threw him to the ground.

Boom!

Antar rode on top of Linden, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, hammered him hard, and his mouth kept opening and closing.

Antar roared like a beast, and his ferocity was terrifying.

Linden struggled, arms struggling.

The pain of the fist falling on his body was clear, which made him think about what the truth was about Antar's loss of control.

Just now, he thought that he could wake him up by beating him down and using his singularity.

But the moment Antar turned into a monster, Lyndon sensed that something was wrong.

Everyone knows the roots, pure night watchman...... At most, Antar doesn't know his own bottom!

Impossible! It doesn't make sense!

It is possible for Antar's stupid brain to be confused and out of control, but under the influence of mental power, it is absolutely impossible to change his appearance.

The current information shows that only Carpio's surgery can turn people into monsters, and the East Block Night's Watch can hide an Enova, can they hide an Antar?

Even if he is really an undercover agent who is very well hidden, there is no reason to expose it now!

He could only think of one possibility.

Dreamland.

A fantasy trap was set in the room of this small rental house, and he or Antar inadvertently triggered it during the previous investigation.

Lyndon gathered all his strength and pushed away the monster Antar who was pressing on him.

Well, well, I didn't want that......

In that case, let me uncover your true colors!

Lyndon lunged forward in response to Antar's counterattack, dodging his claw blows sideways, swaying past him and around Antar.

"Whew-"

Antar turned around, trying to use his back to carry Linden's attack, but Linden stretched out his palm and held his head.

"Nightmare."

Black thorns from the hallucinogen's singularity, growing and spreading from his shoulders to the palms of his hands.

Linden's eyes were cold and resolute, and his other hand was on the back of Antar's neck, pressing him against the wall.

Click!

The sound of bones shattering came from Antar.

Lyndon's arms suddenly strengthened, and Antar's skull was pinched and exploded, and his brains burst out, and horrific things were scattered all over the ground.

"Roar—"

Antar's body suddenly came to life, and he twisted his torso and staggered to his feet.

His torso is covered in scars with black-purple hairs that are very flexible.

Bang!

Shotguns go out, smoke rises, and special bullets are combined with singularity, which can also produce lethality in the illusion.

Lyndon shook his head regretfully:

"Wasting time, I thought I could really beat you up!

Next time I find a chance, I'll have to pick out the sneaky guys first.

Oh yes, so where did Antar really go? ”