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Chapter 210 Six Horror Obsession

The effect of falling a butt pier is activated!

Dark Ye Proxima Centauri's offensive stopped, and her expression showed surprise for the first time. She couldn't understand why she lost control of her body.

The power of rushing forward was transformed into a fall under the effect of the skill, and her tailbone hit the ground firmly.

With Proxima Anye's physical fitness, this kind of ordinary floor could not hurt her at all, but she felt unprecedented pain, her lower body was completely paralyzed, and she couldn't use any strength.

"Lock of absurdity!" Zhang Ming yelled!

The chains lurking underground came out and quickly wrapped around Proxima Centauri's legs, further restricting her movements.Zhang Ming held up the big sword, ready to kill her.

The lightsaber illuminates Proxima Centauri's face in the dark.

No way... This guy is too powerful, I am no match for him!

Despair instantly surrounded Proxima Centauri. The last time she encountered similar despair, it was...

Her vision was in a trance, as if she saw the shadow of Thanos from the human being in front of her.

"Thanos... my lord!"

Thinking of the loyal master, a flame burned in her pupils!

She has to get the job done.

Even if she dies, even if she is cut in half by this lightsaber, she will get back the gem for that lord!

Driven by this terrifying obsession to abandon life and only serve the mission, Proxima Centauri erupted with its final strength.

The death spear was spinning in her hand, her arm muscles swelled, and the end of the spear poked hard on the ground, making a deep hole the size of a fist.

Proxima Centauri rose into the sky by the reaction force. She let out a quick breath, and her breath hit Zhang Ming's face like a cannonball. With her unique breathing method, the muscles of her legs, which were entangled by chains, shrank instantly.

There was a gap of five or six centimeters between the absurd lock and her withered legs, and the chain quickly shrank inward, but there was still a few tenths of a second before it could restrain her again.

During this short period of time, Proxima Centauri's body can move freely.

Zhang Ming was the only one in her red pupils.

Facing the lightsaber that was about to fall on her body, she didn't choose to dodge—because she would miss the best opportunity to attack—she just turned her head slightly, allowing the three-meter-long lightsaber to cut on her collarbone.

The skin, muscles, bones, and everything that the blade touched were cut off. Before half of his body was cut off, Proxima Centauri threw his death spear at Zhang Ming's head with all his strength!

For a moment, Zhang Ming seemed to see the god of death, and the rotten taste of death flooded into his nasal cavity.

Facing the fatal shot, Zhang Ming had no time to dodge, so he could only launch the clip again, and the long gun flew out against the tip of his hair, and the death breath wrapped around the tip of the gun, like a scraper, slashed across his cheek, Leaving a few shallow scars.

The adrenaline was stimulated, and Zhang Ming ignored the pain. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind: complete the movement of swinging the sword!

"Ah—" Zhang Ming roared, the blade pierced through the body of Proxima Centauri Anye, pierced into the ground, and then emerged from another angle with the turning arm.

Purple blood spurted out, exuding scalding heat.

The small half of Proxima Centauri's body was cut off from the collarbone to the crotch and thigh, and fell to the ground.

But she's not dead yet.

Zhang Ming raised his lightsaber again, intending to end her life.

Sif's exclamation came: "Be careful behind your back!"

The third-view camera in the lower left corner of the field of view projected the picture behind Zhang Ming.

The death spear was shot out skillfully by Proxima Centauri. It hit the wall, bounced back, and began to rotate at high speed. The target was the position above Zhang Ming's right leg where two gems were hidden!

All this happened too fast. When Zhang Ming noticed that the death spear had bounced back, the point of the gun had already scratched his trouser leg, almost scratching his skin.Although the special effect of the spear stabbing the death was not activated, the two gems fell from the cut gap.

At the same time as throwing the spear, Proxima Centauri quietly stretched out its remaining left arm with the light of the lightsaber, anticipating where the two gems would fall.

Her palm was still more than ten centimeters away from the two gemstones. However, relying on her absolute control over her body, she forcibly dislocated her arm, and her arm stretched a bit.

All the movements of Proxima Centauri in the dark night happened at the moment when the lightsaber cut off the body, and when Zhang Ming reacted...

She came across the Mind Stone!

"Oops!"

Zhang Ming immediately prepared to reverse time, but before the word "edit" appeared in his brain, a sub-yellow light emanated from the soul gem!

Everyone in the master control center seemed to have been stuffed with a ton of cement into their brains, and their thinking became extremely slow and difficult. Zhang Ming's decision to start editing was infinitely stretched under such circumstances.

Proxima Centauri is different from Supergiant in that she has no psychic ability and cannot accurately exert the effect of the Mind Stone, so she is also affected by the power of the Mind Stone.

But...she's still moving!

Although it was very slow, but now when everyone was frozen, only she was still moving!

Under the horrific obsession of completing Thanos' mission, her consciousness hit the barrier of the Mind Stone, and purple blood flowed from her mouth and nose, but she was smiling.

"Master Thanos, my mission... is complete."

She held the Mind Gem in her left hand, and then rushed over to grab the blue space gem with her mouth. A space door appeared, and she disappeared into the master control center in the next second.

After the brilliance of the Soul Gem disappeared, everyone got rid of the frozen consciousness. They looked at the messy surroundings, and finally landed on Zhang Ming who lowered his head.

They couldn't see Zhang Ming's frontal face. On his side face, the wound bruised by the death spear was bleeding, and the masseter muscle under his ear was beating slightly due to excessive force.