I have to admit that the life level of the guy in front of me is not low...
Drake roared and shook off the mercury clinging to the Black Hellfire. The mercury made an annoying sizzling sound and evaporated on the ground one after another.
However, it is still far inferior to him!
He is the real ultimate creature!
Split!
Cut!
Flirting!
Thorn!
Split! Split! Split!
Countless sword lights emerged, forming an airtight wall visibly to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, Robert could be cut into a pile of square pieces of meat with a side length of only fifty centimeters...
But!
But!
But!
You actually escaped them all?!
How is that possible!!!
Drake's pupils suddenly contracted.
No matter how he swung the mercury sickle, Robert was like a slippery loach, always able to dodge Drake's weapon with just the slightest chance.
The use of the seven-sided skill and analytical skills allowed Rob to control his emotions and quickly analyze the trajectory of his opponent's shots, etc.
Drake's situation is exactly the opposite. He not only has to spare some of his energy to suppress the riots deep in his consciousness, but also separates his mind to analyze the battle. This multitasking combined with emotional ups and downs makes every attack he makes.
Not to mention clever.
And...
In the main control room of this base, the four-meter-high ceiling is not too low, but for Drake, who is about three meters tall after merging with the Riot Symbiote, it is a little cramped and embarrassing.
Robert dodged the silver scythe and said, "It's not fast enough."
Faced with Robert's ridicule, Drake was rarely silent.
"Seeking death!" Drake looked at Robert, who was rushing toward him, and sneered inwardly.
If Robert, who is only 1.8 meters tall, wants to attack him, he must jump high and reach a height of more than three meters with a human body. This is enough for him to boast.
He allowed Robert to come closer, and even allowed Robert to jump up and down.
It all happens for a reason.
That is, humans flying in mid-air will not be able to deal with his aerial attacks!
Normal people know that humans cannot use force in mid-air. In other words, Rob cannot perform consistent evasive behavior while in the air!
"Do you think I don't know that the venue in the main control room is not good for me..."
"What a pathetic guy, low-level life like human beings are really hopeless..."
Seeing Robert flying in mid-air, his plan had been accomplished, Derek laughed wildly: "In this small control room, do you think you are the only one who has the advantage?"
"It's a big mistake, and your behavior is even more stupid. How much resistance can a human being in mid-air make? The answer is, there is no countermeasure at all!"
The silver-white liquid on Drake's body was spread around, on the walls, the floor, and the ceiling.
As a result, a world full of mercury was formed, and the target of this mercury... was Robert!
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
They all turned into silver-white sharp thorns and shot towards Rob in mid-air!
At this time, the corner of Robert's mouth curled up in a small arc: "The fire of hell."
"Hellfire?"
Drake flicked his arm and roared with a ferocious face: "How can your hellfire melt all the God's thorns at once!"
"Death!" Drake waved his scythe with both arms and slashed at Robert in the air.
However, Drake did not analyze one thing, that is, the black hellfire in Robert's body was so huge that he could not imagine it.
The roaring black hellfire burst out from Robert's body, and whenever the mid-air silver thorns came close to Robert, they would immediately burn and emit black smoke.
"Ding ding!"
Bounced away the scythe in front of him, Robert was already at the same height as Drake. He looked at Drake's face that was half-revealed due to the loss of mercury, and looked at the frightened and panic expression on it... there was no other.
I thought, and slit Drake's throat with a knife.
It’s over...
Rob landed firmly, followed by the sound of Drake falling on his back.
For Robert, the reserve of Hellfire is astonishing. This is not only due to the two fusions of the dragon bones, but also the reason why Robert has not made much use of it... there is simply too much.
That black flame can actually be used to this level...cough! But...it's not over yet, everything is not over yet!
"S...Skrulls..." Drake covered his neck. He kept twitching, but the consciousness of survival still drove him to glance to the side with the corner of his eyes.
Those two guys...are not dead yet...
The Skrulls he had high hopes for did not immediately provide support as he thought, but instead struggled with the two green giants and black symbiotes who had provoked him earlier.
Although the Skrulls had an absolute advantage in terms of numbers, seeing the two extra Skrull corpses on the ground, anyone with a discerning eye knew that the defeat of the Skrulls was only a matter of time. "Damn! Damn! Damn! Useless waste! Ahhh!"
Robert turned around and left, but he didn't expect that a huge shadow suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him, and a sudden attack from behind pushed him directly out of the main control room.
After smashing into the glass wall, his back slammed into the steel guardrail on the porch. Robert barely managed to stand up. He wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth and raised his eyes to look at Drake, who was walking towards him.<
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At this time, Drake's appearance has changed drastically. His body is covered in silvery white mercury, which is like the ocean rising from a hurricane, constantly stirring and twisting. Even Drake's eyes have become extremely red, like a bloodthirsty beast.
The kind of eyes he has are full of infinite crazy emotion.
The consciousness of riots has begun to affect Drake.
"The wound on his neck has also recovered..." Robert noticed that the fatal injury on Drake's neck no longer existed.
It seems that after Drake's deep integration with Riot's consciousness, his own recovery ability has been greatly enhanced. A mere wound like a ruptured throat should be able to recover in an instant.
"Only by cutting off Drake's head and keeping him far away from the Riot Symbiote can we completely kill him... After doing this, use the fire of hell to completely destroy the Riot Symbiote..." Analytical ability
Rotating at high speed, Robert grasped the long knife again, waiting for Drake to take the initiative and expose his flaw.
"Do you think I will take the initiative?" Drake stepped forward with a sharp step and said with a loud voice.
"On the contrary! Let me tell you the truth, miserable human beings!"
Drake pointed his sickle at the rocket not far from the outer corridor and announced loudly: "At twelve o'clock tonight! I will ride on this rocket and arrive at the distant symbiote planet. You know, what a...
A great feat!"
"We humans will thus gain the opportunity to transcend life levels and realize true life evolution!"
Drake pretended to feel sorry: "But some people have misunderstood this deeply, and now they can't communicate."
Robert didn't say a word and waited quietly for him to finish speaking. As a result, after Drake talked a lot, he actually ran away and flew away in the direction of the rocket.
This guy... his goal is the Rockets!
Robert glanced at the clock in the main control room.
Eleven fifty.
Ten minutes left.
From the beginning to the end, Drake's plan was not to "kill Robert", but to "ride on a rocket and become a kid."
The plan must be adjusted.
Robert pulled up his black hood and chased after him like a ghost.
The plan changed from "killing Drake" to "holding Drake until he can't board the rocket, and then killing him."