the end of the heavens

There was a bang, and the dust filled the air.

The surface of the ground collapsed inch by inch, and a large amount of rock and soil was lifted by the impact, just like a bomb falling on the flat ground, causing a large wave of waves.

After a successful blow, Russell didn't stop, his body jumped up high, and he repeated the same trick and landed again, hitting Fuola's back hard.

After this blow, the limb armor of the Deathstroke armor was completely shattered, leaving only the chest and belly armor, but it was also crumbling, and would peel off from the body at any time.

Russell raised his hand to catch the dropped visor, and buttoned it up again. Although most of the inspiration for this set of Deathstroke armor comes from financial fighters, he is not a financial fighter. He firmly believes that the armor is infected by his tenacious will, and it should be able to Hold up again.

It is not aimless, the unyielding whine of this metal is the most favorable proof that it does not want to succumb to the curse, it is crying, and it can continue to fight!

Click!

The thrusters on the back were overwhelmed, and they hit the ground with a bang. Russell silently turned around and picked it up. As he moved, the breastplate also fell to the ground.

As the visor fell off for the second time, only a golden belt was left on Russell's body, which was the loot he snatched from the 'Anti-Death Knell Armor' that night.

"Very good attack, but unfortunately your armor can't support this mode..."

Foola got up from the ground, wiped the nosebleed from her lips, and said coldly: "Since you have no other tricks, the battle is over."

Russell frowned, and pulled out the laser sword from his belt with a whoosh: "My armor is indeed damaged, but isn't your armor also overwhelmed?"

Fuola bowed her head when she heard that, the jet-black Kryptonian armor was shattered in the attack just now, and the gaps on the surface spread, which can indeed be said to be overwhelmed.

She didn't take it seriously, and took off the armor in front of Russell, revealing the black soft armor inside and her streamlined body.

Unremarkable, he deserves to be a general of Zod's battle in the Quartet.

Russell took a look and then looked back: "Kryptonians, both sides have disarmed, and the next battle will be very fair."

"fair?"

Foola sneered disdainfully: "Do you have any misunderstandings about us Kryptonians?"

While speaking, her figure was suspended, her feet were off the ground, and the dark soft armor reflected cold and murderous intent in the sunlight.

"Humans, the genes of Kryptonians are extremely powerful, and their potential is far beyond your imagination. I was trained as a warrior since I was a child. When I adapt to the atmosphere of this planet, my strength will become stronger and stronger. Is it true? Armor makes no difference to me."

Russell nodded: "So?"

Fuola said proudly: "There is no sympathy and pity in the struggle between civilizations, only the weak and the strong. As the weak, it is only natural for you humans to be replaced by the Kryptonian civilization. Krypton is destined to be reborn on this planet."

"I don't agree with that!"

"what?"

"Kryptonians, the law of the jungle is indeed an eternal principle. There is no problem with this, but human beings are not weak..."

As Russell said, the dark energy in the pupils diffused, and the whites of the eyes became pitch black: "You Kryptonians are new here, and you may not know the situation on the earth. In fact, the weakness of human beings is a disguise."

"Oh, this is the first time I've heard of such a statement."

Feola disdained to make a sound. She fought against the human army before, and her scientific and technological strength was not worth mentioning. Even Russell, who has fought with her until now, relied on high-tech equipment.

Without technology to arm themselves, humans and Kryptonians fight hand-to-hand. The only means of attack is to stain the Kryptonian's clothes with blood.

"Human beings are afraid of their own terrifying power and are afraid of harming other races in the universe, so they choose to seal themselves, and only when facing a crisis will they go all out."

Russell put away the laser sword in his belt, and raised his hand to touch his chest: "Take me as an example. Among human beings, there are no other specialties except appearance and specialties. A very ordinary person..."

Foola frowned, it was difficult for her to answer.

"But once I encounter a difficult enemy, I will unlock the seal and become extremely powerful. Unfortunately, the armor that sealed my own power was broken by you."

"Then I'll give it a try!"

Russell spread three pairs of black wings behind his back and floated into the air: "As you wish..."

take time off

I need to get up early to do errands tomorrow, so I have to owe the rest of the chapter tonight.

Seeing the reward from the leader 'reader 1140886291021479936', I owe another chapter...

A total of two shifts are owed, and I hope everyone will forget about it when they wake up.

Let me make a joke, the digital name of this leader should be 404 because of the previous color.

If I haven't noticed, here is a reminder, I hope to see your new name when adding chapters.

ps There is also the sand sculpture book friend who 'collects beautiful girls from xx to xx years old', your sand sculpture name has also been killed!

I was very sad about this, and laughed out loud.

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There is also an update at 8 o'clock tomorrow, no need to wait, you may be busy all day tomorrow, everyone... Readers, read it the next day!

In the 23 days of this month, 233 million words have been updated, from 5000 words in the first two chapters, to 6000 words in the second chapter, to 8000 words in the third chapter, and finally [-] words...

The potential of human beings is indeed terrifying!

Chapter 744 You Are A Powerful Warrior

"wing!?"

Looking at the three pairs of black energy wings behind Russell, Foola immediately became vigilant. She was sure that people on Earth did not have wings, at least ordinary people did not.

She is a qualified fighter, well aware of the truth that "if something goes wrong, there must be a monster", she held her breath and was ready to go all out.

There was no inconceivable surprise, nor did he question why, Russell only felt that his happiness disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, his evaluation of Foola also rose to a higher level.

With powerful physical attack and defense capabilities, coupled with enough calm reason, there may be problems with the social form of Krypton, but the soldiers trained are definitely the top level in the universe.

Russell and Foola looked at each other for a moment, shrouded in the invisible position called momentum, the wind suddenly stopped, without any extra words, the two started at the same time, sprinting and disappearing in place.

Foola was dressed in black tight-fitting soft armor. She sprinted with all her strength, cutting through the air like a black sharp blade with a sharp sound, and punched Russell directly in the face.

Russell's eyes surged with black light, and with a moving speed beyond the limit of the naked eye, at the last moment when Foola approached, he flapped his wings to avoid it passing in front of him.

There was a sharp explosion, half a beat behind the sound!

Russell's whole body muscles were tense, and when he passed by Foola, he made an uppercut and severely hit the soft rib of his waist.

The speed and power of the Kryptonians exceed 90.00% of the nine races in the universe. Their powerful racial talent makes their punches and kicks carry extremely terrifying destructive power. It does not require any fighting skills to overwhelm people. In fact, this is their fighting skills.

Fight talent!