Punk Hazard, Institute for the Future.

Core basement.

Lindsay collided with A-3 with a deafening roar!

In the words of both of them-

This battle is the process of two 100% Aven Lindsay, towards 101%.

Whoever breaks through on the basis of the deity first will win the final victory!

Is this reasonable?

Irrationality.

But if it is put on the body of "Aven Lindsay", it is already convincing enough!

"Haha!"

Lindsey threw a punch, but was blocked by A-3's raised leg.

Rumble!

The strange force erupted in A-3's calf, tearing it apart into a puddle of shattered light.

The light flew up and down, burning Lindsay's skin.

“？！”

Lindsay stuck out her tongue, rolled up one of the dots of light, and bit it to pieces with her fangs!

Squeak!

Lindsay's eyes widened, and she slammed into A-3's face, smirking excitedly, "Is the Sparkling Fruit so fun!" ”

"It's cool~!"

Thief A-3 laughed, and suddenly opened his mouth, and golden flashes converged in it, locking onto Lindsay's head.

Didi, Didi, Di, Huh!

Unlike the Yellow Ape's laser, the A-3's laser charges longer, but is more powerful!

Lindsay didn't intend to take the blow hard, so she pushed her palm and slammed A-3's chin with the heel of her palm, sending an arrow of force into it.

Bang!

A-3 was forced to look up, and the laser from his mouth was shot directly above.

Swish!

The high-speed laser was like a sharp sword, directly piercing through the several floors of buildings above and rushing into the sky.

Boom la la la......

The corners of A-3's mouth cracked, bursts of black smoke flowed, and the mechanical pupils turned, staring at Lindsay below.

It hoarsely said, "You want to see fireworks, right?" Bastard! ”

Lindsay's eyes smiled into crescent moons, casting a scarlet light, "I prefer the stars." ”

A-3 grabbed Lindsay's head and threw it upwards.

"All of you have to be fireworks, you can't be stars!"

Swish!

Halfway through the throw, Lindsay suddenly spread her wings and forcibly stopped her body.

He hung upside down in the air, stretched out his finger and lightly touched the tip of A-3's nose, and smiled faintly, "I hope you enjoy being a star." ”

Cursed Blue Form!

The massive arrows of force were pulled out and aimed at A-3's face, shooting out in a blast.

Ode!

A-3 tilted his head to dodge, while the Arrows of Force continued their way through, penetrating the protective walls of the Future Institute from within.

"Whew!"

Seeing this scene, the robot's forehead couldn't help but flow out a few drops of coolant.

"Hey, I almost died......"

……

"I'm going to die!"

"Absolutely, absolutely dying!"

Off the coast of Punk Hazard, a small speedboat lurks secretly.

A veteran reporter for the World Economic News Agency was ordered to park the ship nearby and monitor Punk Hazard's every move.

The boss behind this veteran reporter is the president of the World Economic News Agency, known as "Big News", - Morgause!

Being reused by your boss and being entrusted with a lot of responsibility should have been a good thing.

But at this moment, the veteran reporter regretted it extremely and even wanted to resign on the spot!

Because the "attacks" that erupted from the Punk Hazard, one counts as one, and they all belong to the power of the "war" level!

Thick lasers soar into the sky, sharp arrows run into the distance......

No matter what kind of attack, if it hits the nearby sea, its terrifying power will inevitably roll up huge waves and completely swallow the boat!

In other words, the battle that breaks out within Punk Hazard, even if it is just the aftermath, could kill him!

"Damn...... Damn it! ”

The veteran journalist's whole body trembled, but his professionalism overpowered his fear.

He crawled on the deck of the boat, took out the phone bug in his arms, and dialed his president.

Bulu Bulu Bu Lu ......

Bulu Bulu Bu Lu ......

Click!

……

The signal of the phone bug was transmitted all the way to the "red port".

At this moment, Morgaance and a group of reporters, who had just sent off a new group of royal families, were resting in place near the docks.

Seeing the phone bug ringing, Morgans immediately picked up the microphone.

Seeing this scene, other reporters looked at their president, and they were a little curious.

After all, the topic of the Temporary World Conference has enough weight, not to mention the breaking news of the "Dragon Palace Kingdom" and the "Celestial Dragon People".

But this time, Mölgaons was uncharacteristically unusual, and did not rush to make it a front-page headline, but kept waiting for something.

Are you waiting for this call?

Yes.

Because after Morgaons picked up the microphone, his expression visibly turned into ecstasy!

"Hey, hey, hey, yes? I know! ”

"Retreat? No, no, no, you're going to keep an eye on Punk Hazard! ”

"Come on, I believe in you, you will go down in the history of world journalism!"

"So don't try to run away!"

“……”

Click.

Morgans hung up the phone bug, and then began to subconsciously rub his feathers, and the excitement in his heart was self-evident.

"Let me think, let me think ......"

He muttered to himself.

"There's been a lot of stuff going on on the sea lately, and every one of them seems to deserve the headlines."

"Interim World Conference;"

"The Dragon Palace Kingdom and the rescued Draco people;"

"The 'Knight's Country' Arlan who suddenly lost contact;"

"Also, [the Demon] invaded Punk Hazard and a fierce battle broke out."

"Uh-huh, uh-huh......"

"Can these things be connected?"

“……”

Listening to Mëngens's muttering, the surrounding reporters felt a little numb.

Is Morgaus, known as "Big News", a qualified "reporter"?

Definitely!

He is indeed very interested in big news, always thinking about how to tell it publicly, and is even willing to risk his life to shoot news material.

He claims to be a miser, but he doesn't take money to report what he doesn't want to report, and he doesn't like others to control his own reports, and the content of the publication must be decided by himself.

But at the same time, Mölgaons will exaggerate the facts, or even fabricate the news, according to his own subjective will, or in order to attract attention!

"Hey......

"Hey, hey, hey!"

After a while, Mölkons snickered, apparently already having an idea.

"It's decided! It's time to decide on today's headlines! ”

With a big wave of his hand, Mölkons beckoned to the reporters next to him.

"Hurry up and act, we are going to write a big news story that will shock the sea!"

"Quick! Fast! Fast! ”

“……”

……

At the same time, Punk Hazard.

Lindsay and A-3 continue to wrestle fiercely.

The two of you come and go, and they are still in the tentative stage, and they can't tell the winner at all for a while.

On the other side, [Yellow Ape] Polusalino returned to the crowd and came to Vegapunk's side.

Looking at the two people fighting fiercely in mid-air, the yellow ape pouted and said quietly:

"The natural department is really a scary battle against the phantom beast species......

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

The yellow ape noticed that Vegapunk's face was extremely ugly.

Vegapunk waved his hand, then turned to the ancient ship.

Sentomaru followed, also a little puzzled, "Hey, Uncle Punk, do you think [Demon] will lose?" ”

"No ......"

Vegapunk shook his head and looked back at Lindsay and A-3 in the fight, his brow furrowed even deeper.

"I have a bad premonition."

"—a very bad premonition, we have to prepare early!"

Vegapunk plunged headlong into the cabin, leaving behind only an intriguing word.

"The world government is about to get into action!"

(End of chapter)