Chapter 682: Who Do You Think You Are, God?
"Bang!"
The three-meter-tall sheep-headed demon flew upside down with a bang, turning into a streamer of light and crashing into the Hell Monk behind him.
In the original play "Ghost Chasing", the head of the Hell Monk is inlaid with dense nails, but in this world, all the nails are replaced with circular saws that are half embedded in the head and half exposed.
Although the nail head became a circular saw head, the power belonging to the Hell Monk did not change.
Before the sheep-headed demon's body approached, the Hell Monk raised his head slightly, holding a spherical Rubik's cube in his hand and glancing at it.
In an instant, the sheep-headed demon's body twisted and exploded into countless stumps and a rain of blood, as if countless chain hooks and claws hooked its body from all directions, and brutally dismembered its body completely.
A rain of blood poured down from the sky, dispersed by the bioforce field on Danas's body.
He folded his hands on his chest and levitated, looking with interest at the circular saw head who was also not wet by the blood rain, and said:
"You don't seem to be like that trash!"
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The Hell Monk didn't speak, just silently held the spherical Rubik's Cube and looked at him calmly.
Suddenly, the Friar of Hell turned his gaze to the huge hollow in the ground behind Danas.
The blue pillar of light that had originally shot out of it had disappeared, and in its place was a black figure flying out of it, which was none other than Yamu, who had already convinced all the members of the organization by physical means.
After flying out of the surface, Yamu flew to Danas's side with the blue aura rising from his body.
ββ¦β¦ Who is this guy? β
Yamu condescendingly looked down at the monk of hell holding a spherical Rubik's cube.
Danas smiled: "The big boss of "Ghost Chase" is very powerful, if the movie and all abilities are completely reproduced, it is probably a Marvel Heavenly Father-level existence." β
Yamu raised his eyebrows and said, "So exaggerated? β
Danas nodded solemnly, "That's that exaggerated. β
If you combine the film and performance, the Hell Monk has many abilities such as immortality, teleportation, invisibility, wall penetration, soul control, mind control, dream control, illusion control, memory control, fire control, current control, freezing control, gravity control, energy control, and so on.
At the same time, he can also warp space and time, travel through dimensions, and make himself gigantic to the point of being equivalent to Earth......
"Wait!" Yamu frowned and said, "If it's really so strong, then how did the Earth Guardian contain it?" β
"Photos!"
Seatson's voice came from behind him.
Yamu turned his head in surprise, only to see Siteson and the others flying out of the deep cave that Yamu had broken all the way in an anti-gravity vehicle the size of a car.
Carrying a suitcase, Siteson shouted at Yamu and Danas, "This guy was also a human when he was alive, as long as he can find a way to make him remember the memories of his life, you can weaken his abilities!" β
"We have a lot of photos of him when he was alive, and they're all inβ"
Before the words fell, the anti-gravity vehicle suddenly dried up, as if some invisible force was frantically squeezing from all directions.
Ya Mu's face turned cold, he turned his head and raised his right hand, releasing a blue pillar of light with a diameter of more than three meters, which penetrated the air in an instant, engulfing the figure holding the Magic Cube with a round ball.
"Boom !!"
Furious energy continued to wash over the body of the Hell Monk.
But in the next second, the distorted power of space swept away the blue energy around it.
The pale man figure was still holding the Rubik's Cube in his hand, standing there quietly, looking at Yamu with a calm expression.
Yamu glanced at the frightened Seatson on the aircraft, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
As he thought, the circular saw head in front of him was just a knockoff of the original nail head, and the power had not been exaggerated to the extent of the original.
Otherwise, let alone a human being, even if it is the old god of the Titans sleeping underground, it is impossible for him to be his opponent!
"Attacks and containment are effective, this guy can't deal with me and shoot at other people at the same time......"
As Yamu thought so, he released a blue qigong wave again, engulfing the figure of the Hell Monk in front of him.
At the same time, the deflated craft had already fallen towards the pit below.
Danas flew forward, and in an instant he came to the bottom of the aircraft, and flew out again with the flying machine.
"How many of you are there?"
Danas's voice came from below the aircraft.
Sittson was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly replied: "Counting the special operations team, there are six hundred and seventy-four people in total. β
"Six hundred and seventy-four?"
Danas nodded thoughtfully, and then his figure instantly broke through the sound barrier, and in a few seconds, he carried the flying machine to the tunnel.
When the overhead aircraft was put down, many of the organization's personnel, including Seatson, threw up on the bulkhead.
Although they would not be injured under the protection of the biological force field, the light and shadows and images that flew by in front of them still made them feel extremely dizzy.
Danas kindly picked up Sittson, then took a deep breath and worked on the superbrain at full capacity.
In an instant, everything around him slowed down, and Danas's nervous reaction speed had been raised to the extreme.
He turned his head to look at the crowd as if they had been suspended in time, and then flew to the base of the North American branch and began his rescue plan.
So, in the eyes of Sixson and the others, familiar figures appeared in front of them one after another as if they were teleporting.
Everyone still maintained the same movements as before, and when they appeared, they began to stagger with vertigo.
After that, it was not only humans who appeared on the mountain road, but also cars, flying machines, and even black fighter jets.
When the last black fighter jet hit the ground with a bang, Danas stood on top of the fighter and clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "The members of the North American branch of the Earth Guardian should be six hundred and seventy-four, but there are actually six hundred and seventy-four!" β
"Siteson, look, are there any missing members?"
Siteson looked at the staggering crowd in front of him in a daze, and subconsciously shook his head.
Danas smiled, "Very good, let's go, I'm going back to help......"
"Wait!" Sixson hurriedly stopped him, and said in a rapid tone, "Before I finished speaking, the picture of the Hell Monk was placed in the secondary containment area of the base, where there was also a blade taken from the Orb Rubik's Cube, which was the only thing in the entire world that could hurt him!" β
ββ¦β¦ yes, I got it! β
Danas touched his chin and nodded thoughtfully.
At this moment, a dazzling blue light suddenly erupted in the distance.
Countless violent energy fluctuations swept in all directions, destroying the surrounding woods and hills.
A strong shock wave swept in, accompanied by smoke and dust in the sky and countless rubble, and crashed into the place where everyone was.
Danas frowned slightly, and his figure instantly disappeared from the top of the fighter jet, stopping in front of everyone.
Then, he opened his arms and slammed it in front of him.
Violent air currents shot out from between his closed palms in an instant, like a raging wind rolling up on the flat ground, colliding with the cleansing light blue energy shockwave.
Smoke and dust whistled up at the point of impact, but then the 'frozen breath' exhaled by Danas turned into a frozen ice sculpture.
In just an instant, there was a yellow ice wall tens of meters high and about 100 meters wide in front of everyone.
Countless soils, gravel, and trees were frozen in the walls, resisting the ensuing blast of energy.
Everyone stared at the spectacular sight in front of them in amazement, but Danas was not in the mood.
He quickly floated to his feet, crossed the ice wall, and looked at the place where Amu had fought with the Monks of Hell.
There, the dense mountain forest is gone, replaced by a huge crater with a diameter of more than three kilometers.
Countless particles of soil and rock floated in the air, forming a cloud of smoke and yellow mist that even the light could not penetrate.
And in the center of the yellow mist, Yamu, who was covered in blue flames, was fighting fiercely with the gigantic Hell Monks.
ββ¦β¦ None of this is dead? β
Danas looked surprised, then turned around and landed, looked at Setson and the others and complained: "Hey, I really didn't say you, you dare to release this level of ghost?" β
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Sittson was ashamed, but he still explained in a deep voice: "For us at that time, as long as we can complete the blood sacrifice ceremony, all the costs are worth it, not to mention, we have mastered his containment methods, it is nothing more than more deaths, it is much better than the destruction of the earth." β
Hearing Sittson's words, Danas couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.
Indeed, for them, it was the completion of the blood sacrifice ritual that was the most important thing.
Even if the Hell Monks did succeed in getting out of trouble, they would not destroy the world like the old gods.
It's just that more people died, and they could accept this level of cost......
Danas was noncommittal about this.
He glanced at Sittson, and then his figure soared into the sky, disappearing from their vision.
On the other side, the Hell Monk, whose height had skyrocketed to fifty meters, rumbled out his right arm, but was blasted out by Yamu's punch, and then cut off his head with a condensed blue energy flywheel.
With a splash of blood, the figure of the Hell Monk crumbled like a dream bubble.
Yamu, who was suspended in the air, turned cold, his eyes swept down, and sure enough, he saw the figure holding the Rubik's Cube on the ground, intact.
"This guy is a bit of a wicked ......"
Danas's figure instantly appeared beside him, and he looked at the Hell Monk below and sighed, "Compared to an existence like us, his power is more inclined to rule-type weirdness, and it is very difficult. β
"Really?"
Yamu's palm condensed a bright blue light, and said coldly: "If I blow up this planet, will he still be alive?" β
Danaston looked at him with horror in his eyes, "Hey, are you serious?" β
Yamu withdrew the blue light from his palm, sighed and said, "Of course not...... TMD, how is this earth as brittle as glass beads, so that Lao Tzu is tied, next time I go back, I will definitely buy a Void Magic Ball, specifically to deal with this kind of goods! β
Danas said thoughtfully, "Why don't you try to bring him into mirror space?" β
Yamu shook his head and said, "I tried, he lifted his foot and stepped out of it." β
Danas pursed his lips, and was about to say something more, when suddenly a silver light lit up on his body, forming a silver shield that clinged to the surface of his body.
"It's ...... The Psychic Protection Necklace is activated? β
Danas looked stunned, and then looked down at the Monk of Hell holding the Rubik's Cube below.
Yamu next to him also reacted, and immediately waved his hand and wrapped Danas with a thick blue energy shield.
And the Hell Monks below didn't seem to expect this.
For the first time, there was a look of surprise on the white face of the ancient well.
He silently looked at Danas and Yamu suspended above him, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and without hesitation, he opened a portal, trying to escape through the ability of dimensional teleportation.
At this moment, the invisible power of space spread, freezing everything within a radius of a hundred miles.
The Hell Monk held the Rubik's Cube in his hand and stood on one foot, maintaining a stance.
In the sky, Danas and Amu stared at the Hell Monks and Portals below, and immediately seemed to think of something, and a faint smile appeared on their faces.
Sure enough, in the next moment, a familiar figure appeared in front of the Hell Monk.
The slender and powerful right hand raised up, lightly snatched the spherical Rubik's Cube from the Hell Monk's hand, and then tossed it upwards in the space where everything was frozen.
ββ¦β¦ Interesting, it's a collection worth collecting. β
Lin Zhongtian looked at the Rubik's Cube in his hand with interest, then turned his head to glance at the frozen Hell Monk, and said in a light tone: "The person who hurt me still wants to run?" β
"Who do you think you are, God?"
(End of chapter)