Professor Hao was soon easily thrown away by Manson. He slid on the ground for a while, then hit the wall and let out a groan, but he did not seem to be seriously injured. It seemed that Manson did not want to get him like this.
Die, otherwise he could tear Professor Hao in half and throw him out.
Ans's cold eyes became extremely sharp. With the palm of his right hand facing up, he chanted: "When the universe returns to chaos, order returns to the hands of the gods." Although the voice came from his mouth, it sounded strange.
It was another person speaking, and Ans' body was like a microphone.
Before he could finish the sound, a simple classic that was almost as thick as Cihai slowly appeared in his hands. There was also a line of vague text written on the cover. It was unknown which country it was from. Anyway, no one except An Si could write it.
Understand.
"Fragments of the apocalypse?" Manson, who was standing at the front door of the room, stopped and stared at Ans with his ferocious eyes.
"Don't talk nonsense... As far as you and I are concerned, we can only call it 'Doomsday Chronicle', and the name 'Apocalypse' is not a title that can be used at our level," Ans replied.
.
"Huh... Derek is okay? And that inexplicable Vincent? Did you make a mistake? Mr. Recorder, I am better than both of them!" Manson said.
"Strong or weak, life or death, does not determine your level. Even if you can defeat Derek now, he is still higher than you. Just like a hyena can sometimes kill a lion, but it cannot be called
The king of beasts.
As for Vincent... hum... saying that you are better than him only shows your ignorance...
You, an ignorant and arrogant evil spirit, are just showing off your power under the barrier of God. Have you never thought about why this barrier has not disappeared after the blood sacrifice? You think you are in control of everything, but in fact you are really being calculated...
…It's you!"
"That's enough!" Manson interrupted Ans with a rude roar: "Do you think I don't dare to kill you because of your special status? You actually made some arrogant remarks in front of me, let me tell you! I'm not afraid of anyone!
I am invincible! I will eventually become the most powerful god!"
"Are you angry from embarrassment? Let me show you. Even the fragments of the chronicle have abilities far beyond your imagination..." Bursts of invisible energy seeped out of the classics in Ans' hands, as if he was preparing to launch something.
Spells.
An extremely ugly sneer appeared on the corner of Manson's mouth: "If you want to die, then go ahead..."
Snapped!
At this moment, the door panel behind Manson suddenly fell down and pressed heavily on him. The guy was squeezed face down into a large letter on the ground.
Wang Xu stepped on the door panel with one foot: "Oh shit! This bastard Manson made a mess here. I opened the door in the normal way, but ended up walking in circles between several corridors. Fortunately, I am smart and thought of
Open the door."
After he finished these nonsense words, he noticed that the atmosphere in the room was quite strange. There were three Mansons standing in the fireplace, between the windows, and at the door opposite. They were all frozen in place, using their terrifying
He looked at Wang Xu with a strange face.
Yu Xin was sitting on her knees in the corner, as if she was injured; William was holding a lamp in his hand and the corner of his mouth was twitching; An Si was holding a dictionary and looking at Wang Xu blankly; Yan Li was covering her face with her hands and shaking her head and sighing; in addition,
The three girls and Professor Hao had their brains short-circuited by the strange things happening one after another before them, and were completely at a loss.
"What's wrong? I've already opened the exit, but you still can't come over? What are you doing standing there in a daze?" Wang Xu asked.
"You...you..." The sound of gnashing teeth came from below.
When Wang Xu heard something was wrong, he felt the door panel under his left foot moving. He looked down and saw that Manson was slowly getting up in a push-up position.
"Oh...that's it..." Wang Xu looked like he was shaking his head and glanced at Manson from the corner of his eyes. About 0.5 seconds later, when Manson had just done half a push-up, Wang Xu's legs moved.
Shrinking, the person just jumped up, and then he kept stepping, kicking, stepping on the door panel under his feet like a child playing on a trampoline...
I don’t know how long it took, but after many things that looked like cracks appeared on the ground, Wang Xu stopped and asked, "Can you try moving again?"
Hearing Manson yell loudly, the door panel was shattered into several pieces by his power, but Wang Xu had already jumped back to avoid his impact.
"Only you... I will grind you into a pulp!" Before Manson finished his vicious threats, there was another messy crackling sound, and a lamp hit the back of Manson's head. The person who hit him obviously used
With all his strength, the lamp was shattered into pieces.
Manson looked back with an almost collapsed look, only to see William looking helpless, spreading his hands and saying: "It took too long... I really can't lift it anymore..."
"You...you guys..." Manson could no longer find adjectives to describe them.
So he didn't say anything, and four Mansons rushed into the house from each entrance. They were extremely fast, and their fingertips were directly at everyone's throats, trying to kill these mortals instantly.
But in the end, no one in the room died, because Manson's movements suddenly stopped again, and they stayed in place like sculptures, motionless.
In fact, it did become a sculpture...
Wang Xu's eyes flashed with a vague red light. He stretched out one hand and slowly made a fist. When he clenched his fist, the four Mansons instantly shattered into wax blocks.
An Si looked at Wang Xu in surprise: "Have you already seen through it?"
Wang Xu chuckled: "Of course... If you think about it, you will understand that the wax figure is not a carrier, the real carrier is the soul. Every soul killed by Manson will become a consumable, and he can load it at any time.
The body used by Manson is like energy. The wax statue wrapped in human skin is just a dry battery shell for storing this energy. It is useless no matter how much it is broken. As long as Manson still has a soul in his hand, these wax blocks can continue to
Earthly reorganization.”
Ans showed an excited expression: "And you can directly liberate these souls, right?"
Wang Xu said: "It's not nonsense. I just can't use spiritual power to activate Guigu Taoism and use spiritual consciousness. The power of domination will always exist as an 'absolute dominator' over oneself. Simply activating the ability of domination before I can
I’ve already tried it, and it works perfectly!”
"Okay, everything on the road has been cleared away. If you want to chat, wait until we get out." Qi Bing's voice came from behind Wang Xu at this time.
"Secret code!" Wang Xu said directly.
"Are you looking for trouble? Virgin." Qi Bing replied to him expressionlessly.
Wang Xu squatted in the corner: "Ah... As expected, you and I are just acquaintances... Actually, my relationship with William is relatively good..."
…………
At the same time, outside.
Mr. Cat leapt up from the well mouth, and a black energy chased him out almost close to his back.
After landing, Mr. Cat looked back and saw that the black undercurrent had gone straight into the sky and merged with the sky.
"Derek! Don't destroy the barrier! This will only make Manson stronger!" he shouted into the darkness.
But it was too late, the new moon disappeared, the sky was no longer the sky, it looked more like a dark abyss, and in the darkness, blue cracks gradually appeared.
Then, a large amount of water poured down from those gaps, as if it was the end of the world, completely submerging and destroying this space...
…………
"It disappeared...the barrier..." Vincent stared at the water of Lake Louise. To be precise, he was actually looking at the bottom of the lake.
Simon still looked dismissive: "So what?"
"Although Manson has come up to arrest people in a state similar to that of a void spirit before, but... if he or Derek's body comes out, it will not be easy to handle." Vincent smiled and looked at him
His expression made people feel that things were actually easy to handle.
Simon snorted coldly: "Didn't those guys above promise to give Derek absolute freedom in the world? Isn't this a deal?"
Vincent said: "Haha...freedom? Of course he is free, but he doesn't care about his freedom, we don't care about our actions..."
"I see, Satan asked me to come here, and I finally understand what it means." Simon squatted down and put half of his palm into the lake water.
The entire lake surface was instantly shaken by an invisible pressure, and the mist that had been gradually dissipating suddenly seemed to solidify and was stabilized again.
Simon stood up again: "Now that the time in the two spaces has been synchronized, all the abilities of everyone there are no longer suppressed. Mortals still have thirty minutes to destroy the enemy and save themselves."
Vincent said: "Oh? You were able to last for thirty minutes just now. You are getting better and better. Then I want to ask, if all the mortals are dead in less than thirty minutes, what should we do?
How to do it?"
"We?" Simon looked at Vincent coldly: "You have nothing to do here, right?"
Vincent laughed loudly: "Haha... That's right. You don't take guys like Derek and Manson seriously anyway... No matter if they are eliminated there or you eliminate them after they come out... God
The arranged script always has only one ending, now let us see how those extras who only have a lifespan of a hundred years can perform on the spot..."
