I ate the strongest artificial fruit

Chapter 140 Explosive Answer

The basement was a mess.

The Riddler leaned on the riddle box, and tapped his scepter up and down in his hand idly, making rhythmic clicking sounds, thinking about the answer to the question.

In his opinion, the clown's behavior was really strange. Even though he had already wrapped the weird colloid around his arm, it didn't stop him from using his ability and entered the riddle box. He knew that he was not a palace at all. An opponent who is flat, even chooses to fight head-to-head.

Could it be that the clown just didn't have time to avoid his abilities?Just thinking too much?

No, it's impossible, this guy can't be killed so easily...

The Riddler was thinking about it, and suddenly felt that his breathing was gradually becoming difficult, and his head began to feel a little dizzy. He felt that the air in the space he was in seemed to be being pulled away by some strange force. The sense of oppression is getting stronger and stronger, as if a pair of invisible big hands are pinching his mouth.

At first he thought that this feeling was just his own psychological effect, but as the feeling became stronger and stronger, he gradually became aware of this looming danger.

He had never felt this kind of feeling that the storm was coming, but at this moment he seemed a little flustered.

The Riddler looked around and found that other people had also changed. Those guards who still had a trace of life were still struggling at the beginning, making strange groans that made people feel uncomfortable from time to time, but they didn't know Since when, these guys suddenly seemed to have ossified into dead people, some of them were still struggling, and their expressions became stiff, as if they had become sculptures.

It seems that it is not a psychological effect, there is something strange in this room.

The cold atmosphere in the basement seemed to intensify at this moment, which made the riddle man feel even more uncomfortable. At this moment, he suddenly realized that the riddle he liked before was just the process of making riddles, and he liked to admire others even if they wanted to break their heads. The joy of finding out the answer, if it really made him a riddle guesser, this bad feeling would make him collapse.

The Riddler feels that the situation is not good, but he is now in a dilemma. If he leaves rashly at this time, the two people trapped in the riddle box will be released again due to the removal of the effect, and he will also With a large loss of strength, if that clown wanted to take the opportunity to kill himself, it would be a piece of cake.But if he chooses to stay here, the strange feeling around him will also make him feel scared and at a loss. Out of the fighting instinct, the indescribable sense of crisis will intensify.

After hesitating for a while, the Riddler finally decided to wait and see. If Gong Ping quickly solved the clown in the riddle box, then he could choose to release his ability in advance.

Therefore, the riddleman moved his consciousness into the riddle box, and immediately saw the situation inside.

At this time, Smail had already struggled to stand up from the ground, and was wrestling with Gongping, but after the critical attack just now, Smail was already staggering at this time, and he seemed very tired when attacking. Sometimes, there is not enough reaction power to predict in advance, the two people are no longer fair hand-to-hand combat, it has completely become Gong Ping's unilateral zero abuse against Smail.

"This clown is really resistant to beating..." Yogma couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Smail is still laughing wildly. Although the mocking effect in his voice has been suppressed, if one listens to such noise for a long time, it will still make people feel very upset. The same is true for Gong Ping. The fist on Smail's body also became more violent.

Smail continued to suffer injuries, but Yogma was impatient with waiting. He felt that in addition to his breathing becoming unsmooth, his spirit had also become a little restless, and he could no longer keep calm. He sniffed the air, but there didn't seem to be any obvious changes in the air. The power that suppressed the breath seemed to be colorless and odorless, changing the surroundings invisibly.

"You may think that I am a hypocrite, that everything I do is for my own self-interest, but unfortunately you are wrong... In this chaotic city, the slums are the only pure land for those helpless poor people, and I The reason why I want to become the strong man they admire in their hearts is not to deify myself, but to give them a glimmer of hope!" Gong Ping said sternly while beating Smail crazily.

Smail was still laughing wildly, and his voice became a little trembling.

"Hahahaha... Are you curious about what I just ate in your clumsy speech? It's really touching, but unfortunately, I don't want to be a hero, I just want to live..."

"Then I'm afraid you will be disappointed, I will kill you madman!"

Gong Ping suddenly increased his strength, the muscles on his body burst out with astonishing strength, and bursts of white air came out of his body, his arms seemed to be stretched rubber, waving forward with full elasticity, during the whipping process There were only dazzling afterimages left behind, and the impenetrable attack was continuously increasing its power under the effect of inertia, and it seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

Smail finally gave up resistance completely, put his arms in front of him, and continued to bear the attack from Gongping, his ears were full of crackling noises, and his eyes were covered by the blood flowing from his forehead , everything in sight turned bright red like hell.

The Riddler was watching all this outside. He should have been excited because Smail was about to be killed, but at this moment he only felt that he was getting more and more tired. got stronger.

The Riddler felt dizzy and didn't dare to spend any more time here, but when he wanted to take a step to escape, he suddenly realized that it was too late, his legs became limp and his consciousness became more and more blurred ...

This……

What the hell is going on here?Am I poisoned?

This time, the Riddler not only has question marks all over his clothes, but his head is also full of question marks...

It's a pity that he still failed to solve this riddle in the end, and he could only fall into an eternal sleep with these questions.

The Riddler was about to break out and escape, mobilizing all the power of the fruit core.

But at this moment, deafening explosions erupted around without warning, as if the entire Holy Light Exchange was suddenly bombarded by a bomb that fell from the sky. The turbulent current stirred into it, and an explosion like a catastrophe shattered the silent night.

At this moment, viewed from the periphery of the Holy Light Trading Field, a huge, blazing, swirling, black and blue smoke rose from the center of the explosion into the sky, like a terrifying black-brown dragon, twisting its terrifying And with its huge body, its long tail stirred up bricks, rocks and rubble, sending wild smoke flying up against the current, destroying everything.

In an instant, in a huge explosion, the Holy Light Trading Field was wiped out.

The Holy Light Trading Field was completely destroyed by the sudden explosion and became the most dazzling alien star in Water City tonight.

(End of this chapter)