Anonymous stretched out his big hand, spread out his fist and claws and inserted it directly into Dali Miracle's neck, all five fingers sinking into the flesh and blood.
The lights were confusing, and the two cars passed by dancing girls one after another.
The adrenaline is about to burst out of my scalp.
"die!"
Anonymous shouted, stronger, purer, and absolutely terrifying spiritual power was poured into it than a solar flare eruption or a supernova explosion.
Bang bang bang...
The sound inside Dali Miracle's body was like a steamroller running over millions of tons of plastic bubble wrap, with continuous dull explosions and massive bleeding inside his body.
The break between his neck was like a dam bursting. The amount of blood that exceeded his tall body was countless times, and it had reached a horrifying level, enough to fill the sea.
"die!"
As the nameless person yelled again, all the bones in Dali Miracle's body were shattered, and the dark energy from his spine penetrated to his limbs, turning them into powder. His internal organs were already a piece of paste, and his whole body was lying on the motorcycle like a puddle of mud.
"Dead?"
Jinjia was shocked by it. The Nameless Doe was so powerful that it was unprecedented. Can such a character be achieved in seconds?
The nameless person pulled out his hand, intending to grab the powerful miracle, put it into the fuel tank, and strangle it into pure fuel.
But this guy.
Still not dead.
Great strength worked wonders.
He only relied on his willpower to hold up his mud-like body. He stood up in an extremely twisted posture, even though his spine was crooked and crooked.
Now not only does he have no head, there is nothing left, just a layer of skin wrapped in paste.
However.
Great strength worked wonders.
The paste inside is trembling and rolling, and it can still fucking talk.
"I'll blast you!"
Dali Miracle roared wildly.
The speed was getting faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, I had passed this giant carnival nightclub and passed the edge of the city, as if I had reached the critical point of this world.
All the surrounding scenes began to slowly become confused and distorted, and each speedster began to expand and explode. Those who could not withstand it were many who committed suicide and were burned to death in freedom.
However, Dali Miracle couldn't be killed at all, so he also entered a state of madness and took out his trump card, and finally took out the winning item from the portable space.
Souls have the wonderful effect of being processed into various tools, and of course they also include consumables.
There are countless magicians, alchemists, and legend has it that the most powerful consumables can even make a sluggish otaku who masturbates to cartoon characters every night become a master in an instant.
Anonymous all gasped, this guy is so fucking perverted, he's not even dead at this level.
Dali Miracle poured the pills and elixirs he took out from his pocket into the fractured part of his neck for free, and the paste in his body quickly surged and absorbed.
In an instant, an extremely powerful force burst out, as if every drop of blood was filled with stimulants. Behind the puddle of mud, a powerful energy phantom swelled out, covering the sky and the sun, and it was extremely majestic.
The hard-working knight who drove to the front was shocked by the movement. He subconsciously looked back. In his words, this is called Dharma. It can only be performed by extremely powerful people. The troops at the rear are already fighting to this extent.
Already?
However, the hard-working knight in white clothes never wins with brute force. He only pursues speed, driving the Zhaoye Jade Lion under him to go faster even though he is already ranked first.
"I'll blast you!"
Dali Miracle roared wildly, and the endless Dharma covering the world stretched out a big hand and pressed down on the nameless person.
"What a fucking gimmicky thing."
Anonymous only felt that the powerful miracle was a great medicine in the world, full of quintessence of energy, and when he took out the Chaos Knife, there was no nonsense at all.
Just with sheer overwhelming power.
The thin blade of essence ejected from the Chaos Knife directly cut the big hand in half. This level is far from enough, if not all the terrible people in the deep world unite together.
Anonymous doesn't even blink an eyelid.
Click, click, click...
As the nameless person swung the blade, Dali Miracle was completely chopped to pieces, and endless reluctance erupted from the headless body as it trembled.
Suction force erupted from the palm of the Nameless One's hand, gathering the body of Dali Miracle and the Dharma into his palm.
"This is the price I paid for your family heirloom."
"Friendly reminder."
"You guys can't survive to the end at this level."
"The journey is still long."
"Give up now."
Anonymous handed over the powerful miracle to Jinjia. As he said this, his fuel tank had bottomed out and he had to kill a few more people to provide fuel.
Jinjia smiled bitterly.
I thought I would be able to last until the end with enough fuel, but I had never been this far before, and I didn’t know how terrifying the rushing torrent was. Even if I had enough fuel, my body wouldn’t be able to withstand it.
Now his two arms are completely covered with bones, which is extremely terrifying.
"I'm in the wasteland..."
"I've been here for I don't know how long."
"Tell the truth."
"All my memories before coming here have disappeared."
"It's been so long that even all the logs have weathered."
"I will never see that day again."
Reaching the critical point once again, even Zujinjia, whose index exceeded 2.7, gradually began to fail, his mind was in chaos, and the few memories left were gradually being melted.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Anonymous also knows how fierce this countercurrent of time and space is, and even he can't tell the difference between up, down, left and right, and his judgment is disturbed.
Zinjia completely lost his demeanor as a leader of the Illuminati, and his eyes gradually became dry and hollow.
"I think……"
"Death while I still remember her."
"You can keep it for yourself."
"by the way."
"You are such a scumbag."
"I have only one last request."
"Please let this car go to the end... just once."
"Let the light shine and return to the top."
Jinjia's eyes suddenly became serious, and his eyes seemed to reflect the shadow of his lover.
Anonymous didn't know what to say. He had never been good at dealing with this kind of atmosphere.
"free!"
Jinjia's motorcycle was already so hot that it was smoking, and all the parts were vibrating violently. He upshifted to the highest speed, and all the fuel was used up in one go. The entire car turned into a phantom, and instantly surpassed the nameless one.
The speed was extremely fast, until he was completely washed away into nothingness by the oncoming torrent of time and space.
"BOSS!"
Ji Che couldn't believe that Jinjia would do this.
Anonymous could not see that this pure psychopath, a completely insane freak, actually had a...
Foolish loyalty.
It also exhausted all its fuel, rushed out, was completely burned, and was swallowed up by the infinite years of countercurrent.
"Returning to the top..."
Anonymous cannot understand these motorcycle gangs or their spirit of self-immolation.
Just like he doesn't understand the return of all things.
He just put the absolutely replenished fuel into the fuel tank and cranked it, and the whole car quickly became like the light of the beginning, flying out of this world and hurtling towards infinite planes one after another.
