Karp claims that his fist is the iron fist of love, and this is really not a casual statement.

The iron fist of love is characterized by the fact that it hurts very much to hit someone, but the injuries are very limited.

In the previous battle with Randall, Karp also used this technique, intentionally or unintentionally.

And Randall, who has personally experienced the iron fist of love, has naturally learned.

And now, the iron fist of love comes in handy.

"I sweetly call you heretical!"

Bang –

"I call you heretical!"

Bang - Bang -

"I don't think you're a heretic!"

Bang - bang - bang -

Punch after punch rained down on God's body, on his face.

The god grinned in pain, screaming one after another, but he didn't faint.

The people who were waiting on God before were stupid.

When had they seen God so embarrassed.

Randall's sadism continues.

"You're not heretical?! Heterodox or not?! Strange or not?!"

Bang - Bang -

With a whoosh, God's front teeth snapped and flew out of his mouth.

With Randall's strength, the broken tooth was like an arrow, grazing a dancing girl's hair and shooting into the walls of the main hall.

After the dancing girl reacted, her face instantly lost color, and her legs fell to the ground.

During this time, God did not want to rebel.

He's not a masochist, this fist hurts a lot!

But Randall's other hand was like a pincer holding him in check.

He couldn't move even a bit.

This feeling of losing control scared him.

"Am I a heretic?"

At this moment, the raining fist suddenly stopped, and Randall asked word by word.

The god was dizzy, and his vision in front of him was clear.

Randall's horrible and hateful face came into his sight again.

"Alien, heretical! What the hell have you done to me?!"

When Randall heard this, he beat God again with a blank face.

Then he went on to ask:

"Am I a heretic?"

"Damn! You heretic—"

The thud sounded again.

The onlookers couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

It's so miserable that they don't even see it.

So they all covered their eyes, but the slits between their fingers were wider than their eyes.

Randall finished beating a round, stopped again and asked:

"Am I a heretic?"

This time the theology was obedient, he sucked on the nosebleed, and said:

"No, no, you're not a heretic!"

However, the scene that God expected Randall to let him go did not happen.

Instead of letting him go, Randall slammed his fist into God's cheekbone.

Then he said:

"Why am I not a heretic?!"

God is vomiting blood.

So what the hell should you be or shouldn't be?! You can say it!

How do I know if you don't tell me!

I'm so sweet and wronged!

"What do I ask you! Why don't you say anything?"

Randall punched the god in the mouth again.

This position is the most uncomfortable position for God.

The rest of the place is fine, but there are hard teeth in the mouth, which is equivalent to adding a second attack, and it also has a critical hit.

"Why don't you say anything? Do you look down on me?"

How can you make a sound out of me by hitting me sweetly all the time?!

God is really going to cry.

What the hell do you think of him?! He obeyed orders!

But you say it

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After fighting for so long, Randall also got tired of playing a limited time, and with the next punch, he hit a little harder.

This time it sounded different.

It's a boom!

Randall threw a punch from top to bottom, blasting the god directly into the ground.

The ground trembled as a result of the blow, and a swarthy hole appeared.

Centered on the hole, a cobweb-like crack spreads out in all directions.

Randall's eyes froze.

He hadn't specifically probed before, so he didn't find it.

At this time, I saw and heard the color outside, and found that under the palace, there was actually a lot of space.

"Haha, hahaha! You're finished! Heresy!"

Underground, suddenly came the arrogant voice of God.

This made Randall's eyes narrow.

What kind of moth is this calf going to do?

Then he jumped through the hole.

But God stood in front of a hewn wall, holding a chest in his hand.

"This is the secret weapon that only God can master! From demonic power!

You heretic is very strong!

But when you force God to use this forbidden power, your defeat is already doomed!

Remorse! Heterodox!

It is because of your carelessness that you are now ruined!"

God said with a wild laugh.

Randall looked strange when he heard this.

I won't mention the second of these speeches, but this description...

The power of the devil, the power of the forbidden... It always feels like a sense of déjà vu...

And when God opened the box, Randall was groaning.

Actually, it really is...

It was a blue, round pineapple-like fruit with dense thunder patterns on it.

Randall didn't expect that the Thunder Fruit he was looking for would appear in front of him so easily.

Obviously he hasn't started looking for it yet...

Seeing Randall's surprised expression, God thought it was because he didn't expect him to have such a method, and he suddenly became proud.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it, heresy! The final victory still belongs to God!

God will give you back all the humiliation you have suffered!

And then let you return to the arms of death!"

Whoever dares to offend God's heresy will pay for it with blood!

And God spoke, and took up the fruit.

Randall tensed up.

His eyes were fixed on the fruit, and he was about to move to snatch it.

With the speed at which he crushed the gods, it was easy to snatch it without harming the fruit.

However, in the next second, he was directly confused.

Because—

God took the fruit, but He didn't eat it.

"I'm lost!"

Instead, it was thrown at Randall.

Randall reached out in a daze and caught the Thunder Fruit.

He looked at the fruit that had arrived in his hand for some reason, and then at the god with a "I'm amazing" expression, and fell into deep thought.

Could it be that he was wrong.

This fruit is actually not a thunder fruit, but it happens to collide with the thunder fruit?

Is it actually some kind of throwing weapon?

However, Randall repeatedly scanned the fruit with what he saw and heard, and finally came to the conclusion that it posed no threat to himself.

God saw Randall, who had not reacted for a long time, and realized that there might be some kind of deviation in things.

For a while, the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

"How are you alright?"

God couldn't help but ask.

Randall replied in confusion:

"Should something happen to me?"

God had a puzzled look on his face.

"No, it's clear that this thing has been passed down as a secret weapon, why doesn't it work?"

After a while, the god suddenly sighed, as if he suddenly realized.

"I see! That's not what this thing does!"

Randall was completely speechless.

No, don't you read the manual before you use it?