Is that really the sound of a collision between human bodies?

Even the prehistoric creatures who once dominated the planet with their flesh could not collide with each other like thunder and explosion.

These two people seem to have been baptized by repeated rifts in time and space, and have long been out of the category of normal life, so whether they are moving in the distant direction of species evolution, or falling into the abyss under mutations that do not conform to the laws of nature.

No one can still think about these things at this moment, the man and the old man have only been in contact for a few minutes from the first moment to now, but the former doesn't know how many terrifying bombardments he has experienced, so he got a chance to fight back between a moment of respite.

The old man's ability to reflect is far inferior to that of the young counterpart, but the old man has absolute confidence in lethality and endurance, and this confidence does not contain any arrogance, arrogance, and pride, but the old man's perception of the world for decades, he knows very well that there is no strength that can defeat him, at least no one will be able to leave him irreparably injured with a counterattack.

Therefore, the old man does not dodge or dodge, and pours all his experience into how to kill the other party, and does not think about how he will not be killed, as long as he gives everything to his own body.

The sight of the near-Earth satellite was obscured in the huge smoke and dust, and the sound was completely distorted in the process of data transmission, and even the audio was confused because of the too dense roar, so that the picture was quiet from time to time, so that the people watching could not hear any collision sound, only the continuous agitation and heavy snow, the tremor of the ground, and the flames of the surrounding artillery fire being rolled up by the wind, so as to show the incredible power.

A white afterimage flew upside down into the sky, and the speed drove the air to blow the old man's white hair into bends, but it was as stubborn as ice on the ground and straightened in the opposite direction, unwilling to bend.

Sherlock stood up a few meters deep into the surface, vomiting a large mouthful of blood, not bothering to wipe it, only revealing a mouthful of bloody white teeth.

He seemed happy!

This kind of happiness is so weird in the understanding of ordinary people, but if you logically speak, it is very simple and smooth.

Because a door to two worlds was torn open, something that could not happen in nature!

Because he opened the rift in time and space, it was only completed with the help of the people of this world, which is also impossible to happen in the face of hatred that has lasted for centuries!

He is fighting with Dante, just like an old man and a young man who are unwilling to back down and carry out a stubborn brawl because of a certain philosophical disagreement, which is also impossible for Dante, who will never be disobeyed in his former world!

Sherlock has done so many things in his life that many people think that he just likes to show himself, likes to see other people's surprises, panic, and disbelief, and he enjoys this conceit, arrogant emotion that attracts attention in front of people.

But Sherlock himself knows that these are not the most important things, what he likes is to break the rules, break people's primitive ideas, and subvert certain inherent cognitions.

And at this moment, he is breaking the rules, and Master Dante is the spiritual rule of the people who are grateful to Dade's supporters because of glory, worship, and the whole world, and dare not abandon some kind of inherent idea that is guarded.

Well, that's a bit too complicated, it's actually the older generation who asked me to do it, but I don't, so the two of them just fought.

Fight regardless of the old and young, fight with their lives, and fight regardless of life and death.

Sherlock: He's playing well. The demon corpses on the ground swelled wildly at this moment, and countless filaments poured out in an instant, condensing into huge tentacles, rolling Sherlock, and slamming it into the sky.

After a few bursts of breaking the air, he approached the old man who was still flying upside down in mid-air, and the two collided together in mid-air where there was no ground force feedback, grabbed each other's bodies, and used the most direct fists, foreheads, elbows, knees, and violently

of bombarded each other's bodies.

The two men stopped blinking, staring at each other in the gale, even as the blood splattered into their pupils, intently experiencing every trace of pain in their bodies and the feedback of strength.

Sherlock may be the first person in this world, or in that world, to appreciate how terrible Dante really is in a single person.

In all myths, it seems that gods are beings with absolute power, they may be full of wisdom, they may have all kinds of abilities, but in any case, they themselves cannot lack power, because people know very well in their bones that only strength is the most critical factor in the strength of a life.

Even human beings claim to be the chief of all things, and technology and wisdom are far ahead of other lifeforms, but almost more than 70% of science and technology are poured into the field of self-protection; Cities, societies, houses, traffic, lights, river embankments, medicines, guns, etc., etc., are actually afraid of the invasion of other creatures, we have to carve out our own territory, we need external objects to shelter from the wind and rain, we need technology to improve our sense of security, we are afraid of the dark, we are afraid of natural mountains and rivers, and even afraid of each other of the same race.

Because our bodies are so fragile, we can't build up our physical strength to resist everything in the outside world.

But Dante never had this kind of thought, his strength is his own strength, and his strength has long been able to ignore some foreign things produced by human beings because of unrest.

In the air where there is nowhere to borrow, two lights and shadows are falling, in this process, the surrounding air erupts into a visible vibration wave to the outside world in the roar again and again, the hands of the two fiercely buckle each other's bodies, not to let each other stay away, the remaining actions have long exceeded the ability of satellite camera capture, can only perceive the roar from time to time The river surges, the feeling of the collision of mountains.

Clean! Agile! No fancy! Open and close! Heroic! Exuding madness at a height of several hundred meters!

The moment of vacuum created by the collision continued to bloom, and it was sucked by the laws of physics that had been operating for tens of billions of years, and the light and shadow were in the vision, and I only felt that every explosion made the two people who were intertwined in mid-air expand and compress.

In this way, the two bodies that were huddled together collided with each other's forces, accelerating like meteors and falling to the ground.

And so on and so forth, something is not quite right

It seems that it was because the two of them had generated too much strong air flow during the battle, and at the same time, they were guided by the chaotic gravity in this dark crack.

The direction in which the two men fell seemed to be towards the periphery of the pitch-black canopy.

A second later, under the gaze of countless eyes, the meteor smashed wildly into the space-time rift.

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