Chapter 123: The figure of the moth fighting the fire
The island, in a fight between two people, was directly cracked.
It starts with the biggest crack.
Like a smashed cookie, it fell apart.
The water poured up from those cracks, and the islands were undulating as they were.
"Oops!"
Sengoku and Randall's faces changed at the same time.
This environment, for them, is like walking on the ground.
But for those soldiers, it was a danger on earth.
Not to mention, there's also a Barrett who is eyeing him.
The icy sea water was surging, and the soldiers who were stimulated by the sea water, and the soldiers who had been stunned by the overlord color gradually woke up.
When they open their eyes, they find that the world around them has changed dramatically.
Although they were panicked, they were able to barely keep their composure after rigorous training.
But when they noticed the giant, which was more than fifty meters tall, their mentality collapsed.
Where did this thing come from?
Several lieutenant generals were also anxious when they saw that their soldiers were in danger.
They hurriedly shouted for the soldiers to keep order and retreat towards the remaining warships.
However, a big foot fell from the sky.
Compared to Super Barrett, the soldiers are like a nest of ants.
If this foot really falls, the soldier will definitely die.
Seeing that his soldiers were about to die tragically, several lieutenant generals looked nervous, but none of them dared to stop them.
Nor are they powerless to stop it.
Seeing this, the back molars were about to be crushed.
He doesn't just care about the marshal who exists in the abstract, but every soldier is his soldier!
However, because of the division of the island, he was already far away from Barrett at this time.
And because the buoyancy of the island is unstable, he didn't borrow it well, and he stumbled.
At this time, Barrett's feet were already less than 100 meters above the ground.
The soldier at his feet felt that his entire sky was blocked.
This magnificent sense of oppression makes them not even bother to think about struggling.
Just kneeling on the ground one by one, desperately waiting for death to come.
Seeing this, Sengoku was sad in his heart, because he knew that he couldn't catch up.
At that moment, a figure behind him passed him and rushed out with a whoosh.
Warring States eyes froze, does this kid still want to try in vain?
It's too late!
However, in the next second, Sengoku saw that the wings of Randall's armor began to deform.
Originally, the wings were half angel feathers and half demon wings.
At this point, the pair of wings melted at the same time, then condensed, tumbled, and finally condensed again.
The new wings, that can't be called wings anymore.
It was six pairs of twelve slender double-headed cones about a meter long, all black, each with a white line running through the body.
The thickest part of the cone, about the thickness of a person's forearm, is about three-quarters of the way to the whole, and then tapers and sharpens toward both ends.
One end of the cone, the short one, gathered on the back of the armor, but not next to each other, but about two fingers apart.
Six on one side, like a blooming flower.
The sharp cone and the armor complemented each other in appearance, and it was more powerful and sharp than before.
But the sharp cone is not only beautiful, but also extraordinary.
Now, where the cones gathered, black and white light suddenly lit up, and the light flowed through all the cones in the blink of an eye.
The next moment, the light erupted like fireworks, and Randall's speed skyrocketed in an instant.
Then Sengoku watched and saw Randall as if he had been edited, and instantly crossed a distance of several hundred meters and came to the foot that covered the sky.
Leave only in the air
A black and white trajectory proved that he really moved over, not teleported.
Randall's instantaneous burst of speed made Sengoku can't help but stare at him.
it, this young man!
Not to mention anything else, just in terms of this linear speed, just now, Randall has surpassed the Warring States.
At this time, Barrett also noticed the annoying bug and took the initiative to come to his feet.
He didn't know whether to be happy or angry for a moment.
But he knew what he was going to do now.
Originally, he just stepped on it casually, but now, a large number of armed colors instantly poured into the giant, and the armed pump was activated again, and the strength of that foot was stepped on more than five times in an instant!
Randall, who was standing at his feet, only felt a burst of pressure from above.
He knew that this attack was even more powerful than the one he had received before.
So he took a deep breath, and the overlord color suddenly broke out.
But it didn't spread outward, but all condensed into his right hand.
At this time, the five fingers of his right hand were slowly clenched, and with his movements, a trace of black-red thunder arc shone.
It looked as if he had caught a thunderbolt.
At this time, Randall's momentum was completely restrained, but in the eyes of others, he was now like a bomb that was about to explode, and his energy had been compressed to the extreme, waiting for the final explosion.
In the next second, Randall stomped hard with both feet.
Under the dull gaze of all the soldiers, his body suddenly rose up, and he actually took the initiative to attack.
All the soldiers present, if they can live, it is estimated that they will not be able to forget that back for the rest of their lives.
The resolute one is like the back of a moth to a fire.
Will it work?
Although the gap between the two was so wide, the resolute courage suddenly gave rise to a trace of unrealistic illusions in the hearts of the soldiers.
Maybe, it works?
In the next moment, Randall's fist and Super Barrett's foot collided violently like planets.
The whole world was silent for a second.
If the last silence before the storm.
Then, a ring of dust spread into the distance from where the two sides collided, and a violent storm descended.
Randall, who stretched out the center of the storm, was so sad that he wanted to vomit blood.
At this moment, he felt like Sun Wukong under the palm of the Buddha, supporting his arms in vain, but he couldn't stop the palm of the God of the Buddha from pressing down.
The tremendous force was only a matter of contact, and Randall's gauntlets shattered again.
His right arm trembled violently, draining all the strength out of his body.
But the difference in strength between the two sides is still too great.
Randall's overlord punched only a slight delay in the fall of his foot.
Then, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the trend of the other party's fall.
The soles of the feet, still falling.
The little hope that had risen in the hearts of the soldiers was shattered in an instant.
At this time, there was a roar in their ears, and their scalps seemed to have felt the hard and cold feeling.
They were utterly hopeless.
It turns out that there are no miracles in the world.
All the soldiers closed their eyes and waited for death to come.