In Morun's perception, the oncoming giant claw seemed to take away all the air between his mouth and nose; the mental flame and smoke also overwhelmed his subtle sense of the surrounding area.
At this moment, Morun had lost the initiative. His eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind were completely controlled by the other party. Therefore, when he heard the deafening roar, he felt that the entire skyscraper was trembling. Above the twisted ruins
, the stone slabs and steel frame are still rolling down, as if it may cause a more complete collapse at any time.
But all of this is incomparable to the brilliant flowers of blood and fire blooming in the radiant "formatted field".
"Blood Flame...Will!"
The thought was like lightning, followed by the sound of thunder like a chariot rolling over - really running over!
The power that rushed in instantly was as familiar as Morun's own breathing, but the tyrannical rejection and erosion was like the most complete rejection, isolating him from the realm that should belong to him.
What a foul!
Molun felt inexplicably. At this time, he crossed his arms back and forth, and had already assumed the most complete defensive posture. However, the claws that came from the opposite direction smashed down, and the arm bones were like two burnt charcoal rods, which were brittle.
It broke with a loud sound.
The black soul body transformed from the void, and the skills that have been honed over time have all become meaningless jokes. However, Tian Bang still had 99% of his strength left in his claws, so he just pressed them directly on his head.
In the blur, Morun's sight vaguely penetrated the spread fingers, and once again saw Tian Bang's ferocious eyebrows.
The tyrannical will penetrates directly into the brain:
Die!
It was like a high-energy explosive bomb exploded in the air. The ruins, which had become extremely chaotic, collapsed for the second time in the strong light of the Format Fire. Huge amounts of stones and steel fragments splashed backward in an arc shape, and suddenly arose
A storm of death.
"Danger!" The deputy, Colonel Meng Tu, almost fell forward like a hungry dog grabbing shit. The same thing happened to the members of the combat team who had gathered around.
What they did was very correct, otherwise the high-speed flying fragments could penetrate the exoskeleton armor in an instant and tear their bodies into pieces. The commander who was obsessed with killing would not shed a single tear for such an unlucky guy.
After the terrorist outbreak, the dazzling brightness in the ruins began to decrease. Most of the normal people's eyes were still dark at this time. However, the Dark Blue Walkers, who had strong physiques and filtered by tactical helmets, quickly adapted to the ambient light and saw the light waves.
Among them, there was a layer of steaming black mist.
Ren Hong was almost blinded by the dazzling light before. He instinctively closed his eyes and stretched out his hands to block them. Now he barely opened his eyelids half way and couldn't help but shed tears. He was extremely embarrassed. But he didn't care about this and stared blankly in front of him.
Hundreds of square meters, almost flattened ruins, it took a long time for conscious activity to occur in my mind:
"Molun..."
Meng Tu reacted quickly. He contacted the frontline command center: "Target black soul, death identification!"
"..."
Within a short period of time, no one answered him.
At the frontline command center, Maoyan, Juling, technical staff, including government security personnel, were all stunned on the spot, and the room was filled with deathly silence.
The vast majority of them are not capable people or burners. No matter how knowledgeable they are, facing the extraordinary power displayed in the most straightforward form before their eyes, they always have to spend time to bridge the huge gap in common sense... and their hearts.
gap.
As for people like Maoyan and Juling, they must show awe at the scene in front of them.
But the initiator of all this, Tian Bang, slightly narrowed the coverage area of the "formatting field" and said: "Don't do meaningless things."
Meng Tu was slightly stunned, but soon he saw that directly in front of Tian Bang, a billowing black smoke was quickly gathering, and in the gap between the smoke and smoke, there was a bloody light coming out.
In one or two breaths, the black smoke and blood light formed the outline of Morun, and then the founding patriarch of the Blood Flame Order leaned out from the void, landed lightly, and was about seven or eight meters away from Tian Bang.
The previous confrontation was closer.
Compared with the first time, it seems that only the clothes on my body have become torn.
"He actually dodged the blow just now?" Meng Tu felt that this result was even more unacceptable than Tian Bang's super destructive power. He had clearly seen before that Tian Bang had passed through the blood flames.
The claws blessed by will hit Morun's face and hit him hard.
Tian Bang was not surprised. He stood casually, with his hands in his trouser pockets for comfort. He looked like a pretentious star or a low-quality ruffian. He just grinned: "I'm flipping my cards.
It’s two hundred percent now, right?”
"Oh, even so."
Morun slightly curled up his fingers and moved his elbow and wrist joints. The broken arm bones during the collision were magically restored, but his face was even paler. Even when he was standing, his body was slightly hunched, and only his smile was still relaxed. But for
For him, who is always serious, smiling is an anomaly.
He has been acting like this since "100%" started. However, he still looked at Tian Bang very seriously: "It seems to be an amazing invention."
"Yeah, but it didn't scare you, and it was boring enough."
"Who said that? If I still had a heart, it would have burst out of my throat and flown out."
"It's true!"
Tian Bang took his hands out of his trouser pockets and assumed an offensive posture. This was the first time he was so formal tonight: "I was going to ask you how much weight you have lost, but now I don't have to worry about it."
What's the meaning?
People who are paying attention to this battle have already had similar doubts. What is more advantageous for the association is that there is a secretary with excellent vision and insight to explain:
"Mr. Moran used the Black Soul Body method to completely burn his body and perform irreversible power catalysis... In a sense, he is dead. All that is left in the world now is his shadow and will."
"Liar!"
"that's all……"
"Otherwise, he has no chance of defeating Tian Bang...a super burner who is infinitely close to the extraordinary."
The communication in the task window has not yet ended, and the brilliance of the "Formatted Field" has been spread again. Compared with the previous explosion, its luminosity is much dimmer, but the light is restrained, condensed into substance, and the volume is relaxed and relaxed. This is the only one.
The control was so wonderful that all the Burners present were willing to sacrifice their legs and knees in exchange for instant possession.
And this is only part of it.
At the same time as the "formatted field" was unfolding, Tian Bang's exposed skin was covered with a layer of blood flames, and the burning flames danced endlessly, as if they were spraying out from the pores of his body.
The white light field, the bloody human body, and the outer chaotic and dark ruins together form a striking three-layer structure.