I'm a God of Evil in Tokyo

If they were really like those ordinary people who were afraid to weigh the pros and cons when seeing difficulties, how could they become the first batch of superhumans to step into the second level in this extraordinary wave?

What's more, Chris's defection made everyone feel vigilant. After knowing Hella's methods, as long as they pay attention to it, it will not be too difficult to deal with Hela.

After all, there were more than a dozen second-order transcendents present.

In the center of the crowd, a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses who looked like a majestic scholar quietly started a spiritual connection, and established a communication channel in the spiritual connection.

And at the front of the line, a black man with a figure like a strong giant ape and a simple and honest appearance strode forward, pointing at Chris angrily and shouting loudly.

"Chris, Sir Kun En is one of the elders of the Stan family, and your Chisha Society was established with the support of the Stan family at the beginning to grow to this day.

Now that you have killed the old Kunen tribe in a sneak attack, do you think that you are provoking the Stan family because your wings have grown stiff? "

Chris naturally didn't reply, and still looked at everyone with that indifferent expression.

"Okay! It seems that you are determined to fight against the Stan family, then I will kill you and give the Stan family a satisfactory explanation."

Before the words fell, the black extraordinary rushed directly to Chris who was guarding the gate.

The strong body caused a wave of air in the air, the veins all over his body burst out, his muscular muscles were carved like thick marble, and the strength of his physical body seemed to be pushed to the extreme.

The original simple and honest expression was replaced by a ferocity like a hungry wolf preying on it, as if he was going to fight Chris to the death.

As if it was a subconscious reaction of the residual instinct of Chris's body, his body sank slightly like a master who had been immersed in pile skills for decades, the whole body's strength gathered in the lower body, and the steady momentum like a mountain rushed towards his face.

The thick yellow brilliance like the earth flowed, and the outline of the mountain appeared on Chris, and the whole person seemed to turn into a real mountain, and the ground under his feet sank a lot that was visible to the naked eye.

The body as thick as a mountain and the body shape are not inferior to his black supernatural collided with each other, the air exploded, and the air waves tumbling set off large pieces of broken stone bricks around.

All these seemingly evenly matched confrontations were decided at the moment of contact.

Like an egg slamming down on the wall, the seemingly strong muscles and steel-like bones were vulnerable in front of the mountain, and the huge reaction force directly knocked his body into the air and fell to the ground In an instant, it directly turned into a puddle of flesh that retained the outline of a human figure.

Under such a huge impact, even the superhuman could not continue his life, and the black superhuman died directly.

But at the next moment, the reality in front of everyone's eyes was distorted for a while, as if an invisible scale had reversed its direction, and the positions of Black Chaos and Chris had changed.

are changed together, as well as the state in between.

The black man stood extraordinary at the door of the villa, and Chris, who was originally unscathed, turned into a lifeless puddle of flesh.

"As expected of Roy, it's easy to deal with such a bulky and extraordinary man."

"Even if I know the characteristics of the polar reversal itself, I really can't think of any way to get rid of this unsolvable ability except for escaping and being imprisoned."

"It's probably related to the level of cause and effect. After Roy enters the third level, I'm afraid he will be able to expand this kind of ability.

As long as the lack of a single attack method is made up for, I am afraid that Los Angeles will produce another Zhen Guochao. "

The people did not know whether it was true or not, and there were voices of praise, among which were some words that exposed the flaws of Roy's extraordinary ability, whether it was intentional or unintentional.

In the previous simple discussion in the spiritual connection, Roy, who was the most restrained against Chris, was specially invited to take action in order to make a quick decision, while they were always on guard against the mysterious Saint of the Dead.

Things went smoothly beyond their imagination, and the saint of the dead country didn't even react at all, and the battle ended here.

"It seems that the saint of the dead country is nothing more than that. As long as you understand the flaws in her extraordinary ability, everything can be easily captured..."

Before Edward the glutton, whose tonnage was at least [-] kilograms, hadn't finished speaking, he saw Roy, who was standing at the gate of the villa suddenly with an angry face, rushing towards him.

Roy's speed was far faster than the previous state of facing Chris. The sound of piercing the air brought by his strong body was sharp and piercing, and he approached Edward almost instantly. Edward, who was constrained by his huge body, didn't even have time to react in the future.

The sturdy body collided with Edward's plump body, and the cushioning force brought by the thick layer of fat finally gave Edward room to react.

The skin on the body surface was deliberately torn by Edward, and Roy directly broke into the thick layer of fat under Edward's skin.

The thick yellow viscous fat mixed with extraordinary spirituality was like a quagmire, which greatly reduced the impact caused by Roy, and neither side suffered any substantial damage here.

Edward the Glutton broke out in a cold sweat instantly. In a defensive stance, his extraordinary ability could give him a powerful defense against light artillery, just like a human fortress.

But if he used a defensive posture against the enemy Roy, I'm afraid he will end up like Chris now.

Roy, who was deeply trapped in the fat layer in Edward's belly, had not yet dealt with it, and another accident happened in the villa.

"There is a situation!"

With an exclamation from the crowd, the gate and courtyard wall of the villa collapsed, and the gray mist engulfed everyone in it like a wave.

The group of extraordinary people kneeling in the villa got up, and in the gray mist, gray bodies like stiff corpses appeared and walked towards the second-level extraordinary people.

On the ground outside the villa, the body of Chris, who had turned into humanoid flesh, trembled slightly. The stone ground and flesh began to merge, and a half-human, half-stone monster slowly crawled out of the ground.

Inside the body of Edward the Glutton, Roy's eyes were calm, completely covered by a greasy and disgusting layer of fat.

The gray body was infested with the disgusting fat layer around it, and blood vessels closely connected with Edward's body began to appear on the limbs, as if the whole person was about to merge into that huge body.

On the balcony of the villa, Hela gently picked up the cup of warm cold drink on the table. The cold spirit infects the drink in the cup and maintains it at a temperature most suitable for drinking in summer.

Chapter 265 Chapter 260 The Transformation of the Pope

Scale Foshan Villa, in front of the Tower of Tongtian.

Hela still stood quietly with a cold drink in her hand, looking at the spirit bodies on the Tower of Babel whose holy light was dimmed to the extreme.

She could feel that the extraordinary ceremony based on the whole of Los Angeles was coming to an end. The increasingly dim spirit body and the tower of Babel, which gradually began to show signs of decay, seemed to indicate that the ceremony would eventually end in failure.

"Is it really?"

A burst of doubt rose in Hela's heart.

She instinctively felt that the Pope's disappearance was related to the Tower of Babel in front of her, and the Pope also did not maintain any malice towards this extraordinary ceremony and the eclipse witch.

If there is the support of His Excellency the Pope, this extraordinary ceremony should not end in failure quietly like this.

Just as Hela was secretly wondering what was going on in her mind, a mobile phone randomly placed on the coffee table on the balcony rang.

This mobile phone was left by the deputy director of the Second Research Institute, Chubuks, for the convenience of communication.

Hela was going to ignore it, but thought that the power hidden in Chabukis seemed to come from the same source as herself and the Pope, so she still picked up the phone after a little hesitation.

"Is this His Highness the Pope?"

The majestic voice of Chubkes, cultivated in a high position, sounded on the phone, and the deep fatigue and weakness in it could not be concealed at all.

Hela didn't reply.

Chubukes on the other end of the phone seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then continued to speak.

"Is His Highness the Pope here? Then you are the saint of Hela?"

Hela responded softly after hearing her name.

"Ok!"

It is still as short as ever, cherishing words like gold.

"Saint Hela, can you please tell His Excellency the Pope to ask him for help?"

"Seven second-order weirdnesses broke out in downtown Los Angeles, and the power that the Extraordinary Research Institute can mobilize in Los Angeles is not enough to suppress the seven second-order weirdnesses.

What's more, among the weird dead who are difficult to determine their ranks..."

Before Chubkes finished speaking, Hela interrupted him directly.

"why?"

The deal between Chabkes and the Pope only involved monitoring the eclipse priestess, and the offer he gave was not high in Hela's opinion, but the Pope dared not comment on the offer.

The large-scale extraordinary ceremony, the disappearance of the Pope, the large swarm of flies appearing outside, and the inexplicable emptiness in his heart all made Hela feel that this transaction was a big loss.

He didn't get any benefits, but was affected everywhere, which made Hela have a very bad impression of Chabukis.

If it weren't for the weird power in Chabukis, Hela wouldn't even be able to answer the phone.

Chubkes on the other end of the phone didn't expect this to happen either.

Looking at the scene in the alleyway where a transcendent builds a transcendent ceremony and tries to suppress the unbound spirit, Chabux couldn't help showing a wry smile.

"Holy One Hella, if His Highness the Pope is willing to help suppress this group of weirdness, I guarantee that the mission of the Reincarnation Sect will be unimpeded within the jurisdiction of the Second Transcendent Research Institute under me."

Hela frowned slightly.

This condition of Chabukis can be said to be very sincere, but the problem is that the Pope is not here at all, and she is not qualified to respond to such things on behalf of the Pope.

Slightly pondering, Hela glanced at the gray fog covering several kilometers under the villa without any trace, and said softly at the scene where more than a dozen extraordinary people were in a stalemate with her balancer.

"Los Angeles' Tier [-] is extraordinary."

With the intelligence capabilities of the Extraordinary Research Institute, it is impossible to be unaware of the battle that took place in front of the villa among the second-order extraordinary people here.

On the surface, Hela was asking him to invite those second-order extraordinary people, but in fact, he was using this to imply that a group of second-level extraordinary people came to cause trouble for her.

Chubukis only felt a headache when he heard this.

"The saint of Hella doesn't know. For some reason, we have no right to impose any restrictions on these second-order extraordinary people before they cause serious accidents and social impacts. Order.

Moreover, most of those Tier [-] Transcendents come from capitalist families, and they will not pay attention to our suggestions if they have no interest in them.

Unless these weirdnesses are brought to their door, those second-order transcendents will never make a move. "

"free?"

The red lips under Hella's bandage curled up in a sneer.

Chubukes also heard the sarcasm in Hela's mouth, and simply stopped helping to cover up that insignificant fig leaf.

"That's right, that so-called shit freedom!

Those capitalists themselves controlled the upper echelon of the bald eagle. When the officially cultivated superhumans grew stronger and the government was gradually out of their control, they began to advocate the so-called democracy and freedom, and tried their best to restrict the superhuman research institute. "

"Liberal democracy is just a tool of those disgusting capitalists, but those groups that occupy the mainstream of society are still brainwashed by this so-called term."

......

Chubkes began to vomit bitterness, and started to use those capital bases, trying to win sympathy and support in front of Hela.

Hela just listened quietly, without any intention of responding.

There was no movement on the other end of the phone, and Chubukis gradually understood Hella's intentions.

Frustrated, Chubukes didn't waste any more time, and was about to hang up the phone and command the battle again.

Suddenly, Hela felt a warm palm take the cold drink from her hand, and a gentle voice rang in her ears.

"Promise him."