False Cangyun's Hunter's Journey

After hearing what Molière said, Kuroro showed an interested expression: "The most precious treasure? You mean...'that'?"

Molière nodded triumphantly and said, "That's right, it's 'that thing'—the treasure known as the goddess' blessing, the sculpture treasure carved from the top brilliant stone once known as the 'Continental Treasure'—" Padorian's Confession'."

Zhuo Yan: "..." What kind of blessing... what kind of treasure... what kind of repentance... is it here?

Kuroro's eyes seemed to be lit up by starlight: "Is this thing... really in your hands? As far as I know, your position in the ant colony is not considered top."

Molière snorted coldly and said, "Even if their intelligence is indeed not low, they are just some newly born ants after all... far worse than..." After finishing speaking, Molière turned his head Looking at Kuroro: "What does Captain Kuroro think of this deal?"

Kuroro immediately nodded and said, "Deal."

As soon as Kuroro's words fell, the surrounding spiders immediately swarmed up - towards Molière.

"What, what?" Molière immediately fell into a panic. He waved his hands awkwardly, as if he wanted to grab something with his bare hands, but his fat hoof-like forelimbs did not have the defensive effect he expected at all.

"Bang!"

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

"Assassination..."

In an instant, Burning Flame's shield, Nobunaga's knife, Wojin's fist and Feitan's umbrella sword all greeted Molière... But except for Wojin and Burning Flame knocking him off balance, Xinchang However, Chang and Fei Tan's attacks were as if they had chopped some extremely hard metal.Nobunaga's knife was directly thrown into the air, while Feitan drew sparks with his umbrella and fell behind Molière's side.

"Ah... eh? Hahahaha!" Molière was flustered at first, but after realizing that the attacks of the brigade members had no effect, he laughed smugly.

"Sure enough, I'm the protagonist! You're all just stepping stones and rubbish!" Molière waved his forelimbs and wings triumphantly, turned his head and stared at Kuroro and Burning Yan with resentment: "You bastard, how dare you lie to me?" , watch me beat you to a pulp!"

As soon as the words were finished, Molière flapped the wings behind Molière's back, but the person turned into a phantom, and instantly rushed to Kuroro, raised his fat forelimbs like hooves, and stepped on Kuroro. come down!

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and Kuroro had already jumped ten meters away, and at the place where he was just standing, a huge pit appeared there, as if Wojin had bombarded more than 3 punches with a super-destructive punch.

"What a powerful attack, and... so fast!" Nobunaga couldn't help exclaiming.

Molière turned around slowly, faced Chrollo again and said, "Hmph, how can you rubbish know how powerful I am! Then, look at my...'serious punch'!" After finishing speaking, he waved again Wings, lunge, punch!

"Bang!!" Kuroro dodged again, but here Molière's fist wind was as huge as a storm, which had exceeded the limit of Kuroro's ability to dodge.Burning Flame fit together, raised his shield to block in front of his own spider's head, and then he was blown away by Molière's fist wind for about 10 meters with the shield and Kurolo behind him before stopping.

In front of them, as if the ant nest was bombarded from the inside by a huge missile, an extremely huge opening was opened, and the sky outside could be easily seen from the ground.

【TMD, is the ability this guy wants is One Punch Man?How to deal with that kind of destructive thing? 】

Zhuo Yan couldn't help but feel a headache. This person must have wished for some great ability. The speed, strength, and defense are all frighteningly high. Although the combat awareness is so weak that there is almost no... But it is completely impossible to deal with.

"Ahahahaha, you only hide garbage! What phantom troupe, what night emperor, what clown magician, in front of me, you are all vulnerable tofu, tofu!" Molière laughed wildly excitedly road.

"Zhaoyan, you hold him back, I'll leave for a while." Kuroro directly dropped such a sentence, and then opened the "Thief's Extreme Intention" in his hand, and the next moment, the person disappeared.

"Ahaha, did you just throw away the members and run away when you saw that you couldn't resist? As expected of Kuroro Rushiru who said 'betrayal existed from the beginning', he would die if he saw it, so he lost the Phantom Brigade and ran away!" Seeing this, Molière laughed even louder.

"The leader just left for a while, he won't run away when he is facing rubbish like you!" Nobunaga growled angrily, the knife in his hand flickered, but only a slight scar was left when he cut Molière. white marks.

"Oh, are you provoking me? Then I'll send you on your way first... Take a 'serious punch'!" Molière turned to look at Nobunaga and said, followed by the same movement : With a flap of wings, a forward rush, and a punch.

"Clang! Bang! Kara..." In an instant, Nobunaga's sword, Burning Flame's shield, and Wojin's fist caught Molière's fist at the same time...

Then Nobunaga's knife was broken on the spot, and the scorching flame was pushed out for nearly 20 meters, and he also slid out with Nobunaga and Wo Jin behind him, which prevented them from being further injured... And Wo Jin's arm twisted unnaturally, apparently fractured.

"What the hell kind of creature is this..." Even Wojin's face changed now, Feitan took advantage of Molière's attack pause just now, and had already attacked again, but returned without success.

"Then, give me a punch too!" Finx had stood beside him for quite a while, and Molière's fighting awareness was indeed to a certain extent. He seemed to have no intuition and overall situation view when fighting... Its reaction is exactly the same as that of an ordinary person who can only fight with a fork and a fried egg in the Middle East battlefield under the hail of bullets.  …

In other words, he has a reaction, but the reaction is slow and chaotic... If it weren't for the extraordinary hardness of his body, this kind of rubbish would be just a piece of cake for a proven fighter like the brigade. It's just a matter of time.

With such a slow and stupid reaction, he would of course give Finks enough time to prepare...almost nearly 50 laps, and Molière, who had no correct defensive skills, also faced Finks head-on. A powerful punch.

however……

"Cut... but that's it."

Molière was driven deep into the ground by Finx without any resistance, and in the next second, he immediately got up from below as if nothing had happened, and his reaction would not be the reaction of an adult man hitting his girlfriend's pillow bigger.

【monster! ] This idea flashed through the minds of everyone in the brigade at the same time.

"Hehehe... are you scared?" Moliai smiled evilly when he climbed out of the pit and saw the people in the brigade standing farther and more scattered, which made his handsome face distorted a bit and ferocious.

"It's useless to be afraid..." Molière began to walk slowly around the pit, as if he was picking who to trouble him next, or just wanted to say something...

"Actually, I really didn't want to be your enemy at the beginning... how long did you start? Probably before the time travel, I still envied you very much at that time. Although you are robbers, trash and liars, you can live a happy life I am at ease...and I, obviously smart, decent, and capable, have to be bound by those stupid worldly rules!" Molière said as if lost in memory.

"Teacher, grades... good students... are you useless, can you make money? But the rules of the world are so cruel. Even if I am as good as I am, I have no chance to break free from the shackles. I can only slow down in the boring mechanical rules Slow suffocation... At that time, I knew that I was not wrong, it was the world that was wrong!" Molière growled in a low voice.

【teacher?student?This guy... a boy in the second year of junior high school? 】It was obviously an extremely oppressive and dangerous moment, but after listening to Molière's narration, Burning Flame couldn't help turning this thought in his mind.

And Molière's "speech" continued: "Fortunately, as I thought, I am the real chosen one. Even if I was born into the wrong world, God will still correct his mistakes and give me a real one. Suitable for my stage and future."

Molière: "When God asked me what kind of ability I wanted, I knew that I needed the strongest fist in the world, the hardest body and the potential to rule the world and become the king of the world! God thought I deserve it all, so I have it!"

Speaking of which, this... the second-year-old boy suddenly turned his head and looked at everyone in the brigade: "And you are just the stepping stones for me to become a king, and the few waves that have been stirred up in my legendary career... because in the end , I am the king chosen by fate and God, and you are nothing but thieves and garbage."

"I will reign over the world, with countless beauties in the harem, and become a legend recorded in the annals of this world!" Molière said behind, posing with open arms to embrace the sky, while the background was the man who had just been opened by himself. An ant nest riddled with holes.

[It's so troublesome, although he seems to be a middle school boy with a broken brain, but he does have a troublesome physique that can't be shaken, and that fist... even if I can hold it, I will be kicked out. As for the others, scrape It's all about death or injury at this point... Where did you go, commander? If you don't hurry up, the brigade may really have to reduce its staff. 】

Seeing that Molière raised his fist again and began to patrol, Zhao Yan, who knew that he was going to attack again, was anxious, but he couldn't think of a good way.

"Sitting with beautiful women? How many beautiful women do you... know?" Fei Tan suddenly spoke unexpectedly.

"Know?" Molière seemed to be caught by the question...immediately began to think, and then an awkward expression appeared on his face: "Shut up, shut up! As long as I become the king of the world, sooner or later I will meet many beauties! I don't know You don't need to get to know each other now!"

"Hmm... so you don't know any of them?" Fei Tan said with a sarcasm in his tone: "Then...another question...do you... have the function of being beautiful? According to the function called According to Kate's environmental hunter, you chimeric ants don't seem to have that need, do you rely on food for genetic reproduction?"

"What, what?" Now Molière was even more confused: "What function do you need to sit on?"

"Well, to put it simply, how do you know whether you are a man or a woman?" Zhuo Yan probably knew Fei Tan's plan, so he also answered the question.

"Nonsense, of course I am..." But Molière couldn't continue the next sentence as if the window paper had been pierced.

Chimeric ants, except that the queen is determined to be female for reproduction, all other ants are genderless... because ants don't need to distinguish gender at all, they rely on eating prey to achieve a purpose similar to expanding the gene pool of……

So... Molière has no gender... and he doesn't have the hardware... neither male nor female...

"Ah!!! Bastards!! I'm going to kill you!!!" A deafening roar sounded, and the surrounding wind pressure gathered towards Molière like a vortex, and at the same time oppressed the surrounding spiders so that they couldn't raise their heads.

Just when Molière raised his fist to send out a devastating punch, a crisp female voice shouted: "You want to kill someone? Try this first!"

The author has something to say:

The so-called brain is not enough, strength comes together.

This is the protagonist of the legendary Long Aotian, with unlimited potential, invincible body, who can kill anyone with a punch, but before crossing, he was just a stupid good-for-nothing... Guess who came , Guess why Kurolo went there?Guess it and add precision O(∩_∩)O~

Xiao A’s laptop and mouse for closed training are broken, and the network at the training site is extremely unstable. I’m not sure if I can keep up with the new ones. Anyway, write it here first. If it’s broken, I’ll make up for it later. ...sorry everyone