It's time, it's time to become an evil god

The president of the United States is sitting in danger, and at first he wanted to show the majesty of the leader of a country, but the tall man in front of him gave him an infinite sense of oppression and killing intent, as if he was not a person, but a symbol of death and destruction .

He hesitated, racked his brains for a long time, and finally an uneasy thought flashed in the back of the President of the United States' mind, "Could it be that this guy is the legendary Destroyer Phoenix?"

The streets in the distance were noisy and ups and downs, and the protesting people continued to provoke the riot police holding shields. After the absence of hot weapons, the world situation changed instantly, and the US government, which had always been dissatisfied with political correctness, instantly became the target of public criticism.

In the end, the President of the United States did not call the security personnel to enter the office. This strange figure in black tights covered his entire eyes with thorny metal circles, and kept a strange smile at the corner of his mouth, like a humanoid bat, swaggering towards the President of the United States , and finally sat down on the sofa, raised Erlang's legs, put his hands on the back of the sofa, and said with a smile, "We all have a common enemy. He claims to be a god in your world, but in fact it is just a higher dimension descending It's just a clown. If that's the case, why don't we work together to design a trap to catch this guy, and then cut him... to pieces?"

The Laughing Bat made a gesture of wiping his neck, licked his lips and said with a strange smile, "It's fine to tear his body into pieces, I still need to get something back from him."

"How can you prove that you can kill the other party?"

The President of the United States maintained a vigilant attitude towards the sudden appearance of the Laughing Bat. He did not believe that the other party was empty-handed, and questioned, "We have united several countries to deal with him alone, but in the end we still failed."

"Your Excellency, do you know why you keep failing? Even if you use the military power and intelligence system of the entire country to deal with this guy, you are still losers!"

The Laughing Bat seemed to have heard a funny joke, and the pale and weird smile on his face became more and more exaggerated, "Hahahahaha, it's ridiculous, that's because only the Two-dimensional world doesn't speak logic at all! Only Two-dimensional can defeat Two- dimensional!"

"Only Two-dimensional can defeat Two-dimensional?"

The President of the United States showed a thoughtful expression. He seemed to have figured something out. He slowly frowned and looked at the guy in front of him who was completely different from the three-dimensional painting style. He kept tapping the oak table with his fingers and fell into a trap. After deep contemplation, he finally raised his head suddenly and said, "Could it be that you have a way..."

The Laughing Bat nodded lightly, put his feet on the chair, and said coldly, "I do have a way, but I don't have enough people, so... I need your help."

The President of the United States asked in a daze, "My help? How do you need me to help you?"

"this."

The Laughing Bat took out three props from his pocket and placed them in front of the President of the United States.The one on the far left is a golden broken arrow, with a ladybug logo on the sharp golden arrow, and the other two are strangely shaped like fruits and enlarged virus cells, the flagella are still wriggling.

"This is?"

The President of the United States showed a puzzled expression, and instinctively told him that what was in front of him was extremely dangerous.

And the Laughing Bat explained inadvertently, "These are the props I got from other parallel dimensions, the substitute arrow, the devil fruit and the weirdo cells. Although they look very different, they are all able to inspire human beings without exception. Potential, let ordinary people quickly become old Two-dimensional, of course, the side effects are accompanied by certain dangers and fatality rates.”

"I should discuss this dangerous prop with the cabinet members."

The President of the United States was about to grab the phone and call others to the office, but there was a sharp pain in his wrist. The Laughing Bat firmly grasped his wrist, and he was sweating profusely with a grim expression. .

"Let go, let go! If you don't let go..."

"What if I don't let go?"

The Laughing Bat didn't care about the other party's attitude at all, grabbed the president by the collar, and lifted him up.

Before the president could react, the Laughing Bat grabbed the weirdo cells, approached the President of the United States, and said coldly, "Come on, you're welcome. You can only defeat that guy if you become the strongest weirdo."

"I'm a vegetarian, I don't eat this stuff."

After finishing speaking, he forcibly opened the mouth of the President of the United States, and directly stuffed the entire cell wriggling with the tentacles into the depths of his throat, and forced it to swallow.

The President of the United States was so suppressed that his face turned blue and purple, and he fell to the ground with a plop, foaming at the mouth.He tried to stand up staggeringly by the edge of the table, but fell directly on the carpet.The whole person twitched immediately, and even the body was changing rapidly, the hair on the head was gradually falling off, the muscles in the whole province were forced to grow, and even the appearance changed, gradually showing the style of a strong man.

He staggered to his feet, looked down at his hands, and asked in pain, "You, what did you do?"

The Laughing Bat stood up and clenched his hands.He traveled through other universes looking for traces of Baige, and finally came to this world, in order to find that man and snatch back the clown's head, and give him a surprise by the way.

He stood up and walked to the window, when a bolt of lightning suddenly struck, he turned his head slowly, showing a ferocious expression, and said word by word, "I need you to use the resources of the entire country to prepare a two-dimensional anti-Two-dimensional The Weird Association, a passionate organization, and a Shichibukai under the king."

Chapter 330 Seven Kill, Kill, Still Kill!

No need to rush, of course update hahaha just meeting the right person and being in love is too sweet, of course I hope everyone can find true love, and someone can also find a tank

There is no Arkham Asylum full of talents in the United States in this timeline, so the place to choose a suitable test product is the federal prison for felons.There are vicious and vicious criminals held here. Although they are still nothing compared to the gang in Arkham Asylum, but fortunately, the Laughing Bat is a lunatic. Gift each other.

At this time, the president has been completely transformed into an ugly monster by the strange man's cells. Instead of notifying everyone, he secretly summoned the cabinet to carry out the plan provided by the Laughing Bat to create the Scourge.The coerced high-level officials could only agree to the crazy plan proposed by the Laughing Bat. They were on the verge of drinking poison to quench their thirst, and immediately began to prepare for the establishment of a Two-dimensional army.

In the cold prison, there is no sunlight all day long, and the incandescent lamp above the head emits a bleak light.The shadow continued to lengthen and then fell into the shadow again. A holy father holding a Bible slowly exited the prison. He was praying for a murderer last. He was the last salvation of the prisoner before he died.Originally, he was about to leave the prison, but as if he had noticed something, he suddenly turned his head and looked behind him, his eyes became serious.

The prison guard who was following him stopped, turned his head to look at the man behind him, and asked curiously, "Father Puqi, what's wrong?"

Father Puqi frowned, looked towards the end of the corridor, his expression became more serious, "I feel a force approaching, and it gives me a very uneasy feeling."

As soon as the words fell, three masked men crawled on the ground like hunting dogs. They wore metal necklaces around their necks, and a thick metal chain was tied to them. With the continuous extension of the metal chain, a man in a tight black windbreaker The man appeared in front of him, holding the other end of the dog chain in his hand, and looked at Father Pucci in front of him with a pale and strange smile.

The priest's heart became tense in an instant. He stroked the position of his chest and heart with his hands, and muttered to himself, "I feel that a very evil force is approaching. And this force is similar to the one I knew before. An old friend is very similar."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of sharp blades tearing through the air, and Father Pucci suddenly felt severe pain in his chest, like a fire burning deep in his heart.He lowered his head, a long arrow sank into his chest, and blood was continuously oozing from the wound.

Father Puqi stared at the other party with an indescribable expression, knelt on the ground with a plop, and the "Bible" fell at his feet.

"To actually awaken the potential of ordinary people in this way, Kennedy is really brainstorming in a convertible."

At this time, behind the Laughing Bat appeared a plump, bloated and huge corrupt creature. The swollen body was full of foul-smelling blisters, surrounded by some flies and mosquitoes that were attracted by the rancid smell, buzzing and lingering to form a black cloud. The president moved at a slow pace, and the clusters of grape-shaped herpes on his waist trembled accordingly, and various decayed organs kept flowing out of the holes in his body.

At this time, he has been completely infected by the strange cells and mutated into a monster that spreads bacteria and viruses. His swollen and plump cheeks almost squeezed his eyes into the gaps. All the security personnel escorting the President of the United States wore gas masks to prevent Infected by the viruses shed from herpes.

He glanced at the priest who was struggling on the ground, stretched out his fly-ridden fingers, and pulled out the long arrow that pierced the muzzle of the gun.The priest stopped struggling immediately and lay on the ground without making a sound.

"There are nearly [-] prisoners in this federal prison. If we transform all of them into substitute messengers, monsters, or devil fruit users, our chances of winning against that man will greatly increase."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and called the warden over, pointing to those wriggling weird human cells, and said coldly, "Put all these things into the prisoner's mouth, I'll ask you if there is one less. Gather me another group of prisoners, and I will pierce their chests with sharp arrows just like before."

Hearing these words, the warden was so frightened that cold sweat broke out.He glanced at the priest lying on the ground who was still twitching, feeling more and more panicked deep in his heart.

At this time, the warden saw the American president who had become inhuman and ghostly, so he could only nod silently, fearing that he would end up in the same way after offending the other party, he turned around and heaved a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.I didn't dare to look at the other party again, but I didn't expect that before I had time to leave, the other party slowly added, "If the number of conversions of prisoners is not enough, the prison guards and other people in the prison will also fill it up."

"..."

Soon it was time for meals in the federal heavy-duty prison. The prisoners who originally had sandwiches on the dining table found that there was a strange thing like a cell that was still wriggling in front of the dining table. A very strange looking fruit with a surface texture.

They raised their heads and looked at each other puzzledly.An idea popped up in my heart.

The prison recently hired a British chef from Hell's Kitchen?

The iron gate of the prison's dining area slowly opened, and a strange man in a black tights with his face smeared pale walked into the prison. He wore metal goggles full of iron cones in front of his eyes. He clapped his hands and explained, "Now the social order is beginning to collapse, gentlemen, now there is a good news and a bad news in front of you. The bad news is that he was used as a test object in this heavy-duty prison. Believe me , as prisoners without human rights, your fate will be terrible."

The originally quiet dining area exploded in an instant. After the rumors among the serious prisoners were confirmed in the past few days, they finally couldn't sit still.The entire country has reached the brink of extinction, and even the battered National Guard can no longer support a prison riot.

"Be quiet, you still have good news."

"The good news is that if you eat the weird-looking food in the bowl, you will have a chance to get an unprecedented two-dimensional power. It's just that there will be a little bit of risk. Once rejection occurs, not only will you You will gain great power and die on the spot."

Prisoners swore when they heard the good news was worse than the bad.

"That's good news!"

Some people stopped doing it, stood up and threw the plate in front of them fiercely on the ground, and raised their middle fingers provocatively at the Laughing Bat, but in the next moment, all fingers were cut off in unison, and fell to the ground, Blood spurted.No one could see exactly how the Laughing Bat made a move, and in the blink of an eye, only the man fell to the ground and couldn't help crying.

The prisoner let out a heart-piercing scream, and tightly covered the wound with his other hand.But none of the prison guards stepped forward to stop them. They seemed to be used to this scene, and they didn't even frown, pretending to turn a blind eye.

The prisoners feel desperate. They are destined to become the unlucky test subjects of this cruel lunatic. Maybe even the state system behind the prison has acquiesced in the occurrence of this tragedy.

All the prisoners were desperate. Under the threat of death, they picked up the devil fruit and weirdo cells on the plate one after another, and rushed to stuff them into their mouths.Even the heinous criminals feel genuine fear and surrender to him out of instinct and the desire to survive.

Someone thought it was a fluke, and asked weakly, "Then what happens after we eat it? Will you let us go?"

"Let you go? What are you idiots thinking?"

The Laughing Bat let out unbridled laughter, and the shrill voice kept echoing in this federal prison. After laughing enough, he lowered his head, stretched out three fingers, and said coldly, "I'm only in this world for three years. Thing, kill, kill, and fucking kill!"

Chapter 330 Who Tells You That My Substitute Is Zavarudo?

Father Pucci's body lay on the cold floor, blood dripping all over the floor.It's just that he didn't die, and the last sliver of consciousness remained to forcibly support him from the crumbling edge of death back to the real world. When he opened his eyes again, the prison had become a hell of death.

It is estimated that the judges who saved their children and sent their children to the iron rice bowl prison for ten years of further education were shocked. The walls of the corridor were covered with blood, and there was a tragic wail in the distance, and then calm returned quickly.The corridor lights above the head flickered on and off, and some of them were broken, exposing the wires buried in the ceiling, bursting out dazzling sparks.A few direct scratches of solidified blood extended from the white wall to one of the dark cells with an open iron door, and the sound of chewing and gnawing was heard from time to time.

"My head hurts so much."

Father Puqi lowered his head and found that the wound pierced by the sharp arrow on his chest had disappeared at some point, as if nothing had happened.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Father Puqi stood up staggeringly, he didn't dare to stay too long in the purgatory on earth, although he didn't know what happened, his instinct drove him to the prison as soon as possible.

The elevator couldn't work, so he had to go through the corridor to the stairs and prepare to go down. A prison guard covered in blood stumbled towards him from not far away. After seeing the priest, he stood at the bottom of the steps with a frightened and distorted expression, constantly waved to the priest.Shouting in panic, "Hurry up, run, don't come here, priest, don't go to the North District, the North District, the North District has completely fallen. Those prisoners, no, those monsters are rushing in this direction!"

"What the hell happened?"

After finally catching a living person, Father Puqi was about to inquire about it, but the next moment, a huge dark figure loomed behind the guard.

Before Father Puqi realized what was going on, a huge and strong arm suddenly appeared from the dark shadows, grabbed the guard's head directly, and lifted him up abruptly without saying a word.

"Let go of me, let me go! Help me!"

The guard's feet were hanging in the air, and he grabbed it abruptly. The voice and struggling range of the man holding the head became smaller and smaller, and the thick arm directly crushed the head with just a light force.With a flick of the thick arm, a headless corpse smashed against the wall.

With the figure slowly emerging from the darkness, the condescending priest Puqi finally saw the other person's true face.

It was a humanoid monster with a height of nearly three meters, with four arms that did not belong to humans, and a broad antelope-like horn standing on its head, as if it was the legendary demon Baphomet.It threw the guard who had crushed his head on the ground, stepped up the steps step by step, and approached Father Puqi in front of him.The sound of huge footsteps echoed constantly in the depths of the darkness, and finally slowly appeared in front of Father Pucci.

Father Puqi glanced at the tattered cloth-like prison uniform hanging on him, and the number on it, and vaguely remembered that this guy seemed to be a Japanese man named Baoshan...

"Power, this is real power!"

It looked at the priest who stood motionless in front of him, and the violence and murderous intent could not be concealed in his eyes. Every step he took, the whole corridor shook continuously.However, Holy Father Puqi stood in the same place from beginning to end, motionless, watching the other party's arrival indifferently.

"It's interesting, you guy is not afraid of me, Uncle Baoshan at all."

Father Puqi stared at the monster who was in the shape of a devil who could not go to hell, and asked softly, "Why did you become the person you are now?"

"From my short life, I understand a problem, people have limits. The more you pursue the ultimate power, the more you will feel the limits of being a human being. So I want to surpass human beings!"

Baoshan, who could no longer be considered a human being, stretched out his hand to touch Father Puqi's forehead, an evil smile was drawn at the corner of his ferocious mouth.He said slowly, "Compared to those guards, you are the most kind, so I will give you a chance."

After finishing speaking, he took out the strange man's cell from his bosom, threw it in front of Father Pucci, and said, "Eat it, and become my kind."

Father Puqi lowered his head, looked at the unknown life form wriggling on the ground, and shook his head firmly, "But I refuse."

"Really, that's really a pity."

The monster raised his fist, ready to punch to death the man standing on the steps who dared to defy him. He had just stepped on the steps, but the next moment, he found himself standing in the same place again.

"how is this possible!"

The man was stunned suddenly. He had clearly stepped up the steps just now, and he didn't even feel the other party's actions at all.

Father Puqi stood on the steps indifferently, with his hands folded in front of his chest, and a strong aura emanated from his whole body.For some reason, the monster swallowed silently, and even his hands began to tremble unconsciously.

He who had always been arrogant and conceited was unexpectedly suppressed without any suspense.

"Impossible, you must have used some trick."

The monster who still wanted to keep trying jumped straight up, intending to cross the steps in this way, but the next second, he was still standing under the steps again.