Gene of Brilliant City 13 Division

Chapter 435 Fight!cause

"Very interesting speech, come and let me see if you are qualified!"

Witt turned sideways, holding the long sword in his right hand backwards, and the short sword in his left hand, quietly observing the guy in front of him.

Frye hasn't acted yet, and is still thinking about how to attack. Among the seven gods, Frye has the most contact with Jin and Tang Rao, and has seen many battles between the two. Among the other four gods, Werther is unfamiliar with Frye. The only thing he knows is that Werther has the ability to condense the orange alienated cells into a solid blade. The sharpness of this blade can even reach the level of an overfrequency vibration cutting weapon. It is very scary. Frye just knows This is why he used the green power of God as a means of defense. This set of form 3 armor on his body is speed-type, and it is used in conjunction with Frye's immature blue power of God. Fortunately, he just now Keep your head clear, otherwise, even the armor and the person will be cut into countless pieces.

At this time, the wise man on the roof not far away moved his body a little bit, leaning against the stairs going down from the roof, sweating continuously, he was almost fainting, everything just made him stunned, the boy who chased him He was not the opponent of the orange god at all, but the ghost face that appeared in an instant made Becky disappear, and the subsequent battle shocked the wise man. Perhaps it was because of the excitement that the wise man did not faint.

But the feeling at this time made the wise man extremely uncomfortable. He only knew that something was wrong and he should not be affected. That ghost face seemed to be the boss of the rioters.

The wise man felt a little regretful at this time, because his recklessness led to the current situation, his hands were almost useless, and I am afraid that eating will be a problem for several months in the future.

"What's the matter, why don't you attack?"

Werther leaned over as he spoke, his feet tensed, like arrows about to be shot, and orange particles floated around his eye sockets.

"I want to ask you a question, Werther, are you satisfied with the Brilliant City you built?"

"Of course I'm not satisfied, kid. If I'm satisfied, I'd be happy to live a leisurely pastoral life in the fields. If you can get caught tonight and explain everything, I think the matter will be settled. How about it?"

Frye laughed out loud, clutching his belly.

"This joke is not funny at all."

The moment the voice just finished speaking, purple particles flickered around Werther, but the man of Werther had already shot out, turning into an orange light. With a loud bang, the ground behind Werther instantly sank, and a cloud appeared in the air. Violent distortion explosion phenomenon.

Accompanied by a light blue light, Frye went up to him, and purple particles flickered in his eyes. His perception ability had been improved hundreds of times that of humans, and he could clearly see the attack trajectory of the two knives in Werther's hand.

swish
Fry lowered his body and dodged Witt's slashing sword, but one of the horns of his helmet was cut off. He jumped to the left and dodged the stabbing of another sword. With a loud bang, Fry landed on the ground In an instant, his body went straight into Werther's ribs like a spring.

The green scab appeared on Frye's right fist, Witt's eyes widened, and the orange scab condensed on the ribs was directly shattered after being hit hard.

砰

Werther's figure began to become unstable, and Frye's punch directly dented his right rib. Violent purple particles began to press towards Werther. A large number of orange particles overflowed from Werther's body surface, resisting the powerful purple particles. Inspired motivation.

There was a creaking sound, clusters of flames ignited in the air, and bursts of green smoke burst out. Werther grinned and lost his balance a little bit.

With a sound from Gaji, Frye roared angrily, took a step forward with one foot, and with a loud bang, Werther flew out again. The surface of Frye's body overflowed with berserk light blue particles, dancing crazily. The body rushed out in an instant, and before Werther fell, green lightning flashed on Frye's hands.

Werther's eyes widened.

"What the hell are you guys"

砰

Accompanied by a violent beating sound, Frye's eyes widened excitedly, and his fists slammed into Werther's chest while flying from the side. Everything around him was instantly torn apart by the green thunder. Crushed, a large amount of soil, sand and gravel shattered stones turned into dust one after another as if being sucked into by a huge meat grinder.

puff
Witt spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out, hitting houses continuously, and stopped after flying several hundred meters, and fell headfirst on the wall of a house after rolling several times on the ground .

The house collapsed with a rumbling sound. Werther shook his head and got up from the ground. Two large chunks were sunken in his chest. The bones and flesh were blurred, and blood was constantly overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

call

Fry moved over with the light blue particles again, and punched Werther frantically with both fists, but at this moment Frye seemed to sense something was wrong. After he punched a few times and was defended by Werther, He flipped back, supported the ground with his hands, and landed on the ground. Orange particles continuously appeared around him, and the green scabs on the surface of Frye's body began to condense.

"It is true that you can use these three powers of God, and I even doubt that you can use the other four. It is a pity that these three powers of yours are too weak, and for two centuries, me and a few others, I don't know how many times I have fought against each other, little boy, do you want to see what the power of God is all about?"

The moment Frye stood up, he felt a tightness in his chest. He held up a hand and looked at a scratch on the armor. His arm was almost cut off. Recalling that when he just hit Werther, he was scratched. But how did the other party do it?
"Sorry, I don't really want to see it, besides, do you really dare to release the power of God in this place? Werther."

"It seems that you are very clear about our business."

Werther looked at the ghost face in front of him vigilantly, but immediately smiled.

"I think it's better for you to be careful behind you."

Frye's eyes widened, and he shot towards the left with a lunge.

There was a loud bang, accompanied by the sound of a huge heavy object falling, as if the ground had been hit by a meteor, and the extremely violent air current tore everything around, and a huge body stood up slowly, with a sizzle sound. There was a sound, black lightning flickered around Quasimodo's body, and Mo Xiaolan lay on Quasimodo's back, coughing and panting constantly.

"It's really time to come, Mo Xiaolan, I'll leave it to you guys, don't tell anyone that I've been here."

Werther pressed his aching chest and grinned at the ghost face not far away.

1 minute ago.
On the top floor of a 101-storey building 500 meters away from North 20rd Street, District 500, Quasimodo stood on the edge of the roof, and Mo Xiaolan was lying on his back. There were people all around below, and the evacuation of the surrounding area had begun. Residents within [-] meters.

"It's time to start."

Quasimodo nodded, Mo Xiaolan took off the blindfold on his right eye for a moment, purple particles began to cover the entire roof, black particles overflowed from Quasimodo's body surface, Mo Xiaolan felt When an incomparably powerful force of thought was pressing heavily on the house, the ground had begun to crack, Mo Xiaolan's eyes widened, and he used his own force of thought to suppress this berserk force of thought.

Quasimodo's field of vision at this moment is like a high-definition camera quickly passing by at low altitude. A grain of sand on the street is clearly captured in his eyes, and the field of vision begins to continuously expand and improve. Quasimodo quietly Scanning everything around, the whole building began to be unable to bear the huge pressure, and cracks appeared on the walls, and the glass windows burst one after another. Mo Xiaolan grinned, she didn't expect this guy's telekinetic power to be so strong, and she was about to suppress it Can't stop.

Quasimodo's field of vision is still expanding, and he can already see the shape of the keyhole on the door five or six kilometers away, the number of fixing screws on the door, and everything.

Gradually, the whole building has completely collapsed, as if it was about to explode, purple particles completely covered the surroundings of the building, Mo Xiaolan held his breath and used his own power to suppress the mad power that was about to destroy the building.

"Is it still okay? Did you find it?"

Mo Xiaolan shouted, suddenly Quasimodo turned to the south, and ran over quickly.

"Over there...someone is fighting!"

"Can I go straight there?"

Quasimodo nodded, Mo Xiaolan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled excitedly, Quasimodo bent forward, his legs were bent, and black particles violently clouded around Quasimodo. Around, there was a sizzling sound, and the black thunder was flickering.

boom

Accompanied by the sound of explosions, the whole building exploded instantly under the huge pressure, and Quasimodo flew Mo Xiaolan like a shell to the stinking area seven kilometers away.

现在
Frye looked quietly at Quasimodo and Mo Xiaolan who was grinning.

"Master Witte, why are you here?"

"The old man is dying."

Quasimodo turned his head and looked at Mo Xiaolan.

"Okay, okay, I understand. I will find a way to make the old man more comfortable. You have to find a way to beat the guy in front of you down and bring him back."

Quasimodo looked at Mo Xiaolan questioningly, and Mo Xiaolan instantly understood what this simple guy meant.

"Just let go and fight, I approve, and the lord next to him is also present, your idiot boss is still having a good time, anyway, all the losses tonight, it is right that the bastard Jean is responsible, hahaha!"

Frye quietly looked at Quasimodo, a 2-meter tall man in front of him. He didn't even feel that the other party came over suddenly. How did he come here?
At this moment, Frye noticed a large cloud of dust in the distance, and immediately his eyes widened.

"From."

Before Frye could finish his sentence, he saw a fist bigger than his own head hitting him.

(End of this chapter)