Chapter 275 As far as my vision is concerned, it will not be a problem for a lifetime
Just when the God of Death was still wondering what Lin Fan was talking about.
Lin Fan, who was ready to fight seriously, had already started to take action.
He instantly appeared in front of death.
Raise your hand!
Punch!
Boom!
A dull voice sounded, the face of the God of Death changed drastically, and his chest was hit hard. For him, as the God of Death, it was difficult for him to be harmed. He had the black mist of the undead, which allowed him to avoid ordinary damage to the physical body.
But now...
He was sure that he was really hurt.
The God of Death looked down at his chest and saw cracks appearing there, like the lines left after being struck by lightning, centered on the heart and spreading in all directions.
He looked down.
He didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
And at this moment.
Lin Fan appeared in front of the God of Death again, spread his fingers, and struck with a palm. There was a roar, and the palm force was terrifying. The powerful palm force directly formed a shock wave, covering the God of Death in an instant.
"Um?"
He stopped.
Looking at the bleeding God of Death, he frowned and said, "What's your situation? Why don't you fight back?"
He thinks things shouldn't be like this.
The God of Death is really strong.
You can feel it from the breath.
But the God of Death hit him hard with two moves.
Not even a single reaction.
I muttered in my heart.
Does he think I'm not good enough?
The God of Death could not understand Lin Fan's words.
If you can understand it, you will definitely roar, I can't see your movements clearly, what can you tell me to do?
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
Blood slowly fell along the path of death.
Olem watched in horror the whole time. He was so stunned that he couldn't believe the scene in front of him. The invincible God of Death was unable to fight back in front of his opponent, and he had even been beaten to the point of bleeding.
This was something he had never seen before.
"If we can win, our city will be safe."
Just when he was excited about this.
Nuchir and the others have arrived.
Lin Fan jumped directly from the plane and did not come with them. Olem saw the top leader and greeted him respectfully, but it was still difficult to conceal the excitement in his heart.
"Death is at a disadvantage."
"We can win."
…
At this time, he turned into a machine gun and kept talking about what was in his heart. He was really excited.
Nuchir heard this.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as there is hope.
"Wow, this guy is so handsome, but he's so miserable."
Xiaobao pointed at the God of Death in the sky. When he saw the blood on his body, he was a little scared and moved closer. He picked up the telescope and looked at it with great enthusiasm.
"Lin Fan, come on, beat him up."
he shouted.
Lin Fan heard Xiaobao's voice and turned around with a smile.
safe.
Don't worry, you will never be disappointed.
"Olem, how is the situation now?" Nuchier asked.
He had just arrived here and didn't know the specific situation yet, but seeing the God of Death so miserable made him feel really good.
Olem said: "He and the God of Death were unable to communicate and spoke different languages, so there seemed to be some misunderstandings between them."
"Misunderstand?"
It was hard for Nuchir to imagine what the misunderstanding between Lin Fan and the God of Death was.
Olem continued: "Just now, the scepter of the God of Death was broken, and I witnessed it with my own eyes. The scepter hit his head twice, and the last punch directly broke it."
To him.
Really, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe it.
"ah?"
Nuchier looked at each other in disbelief.
Death's scepter?
It is an artifact of the God of Death in mythology, possessing the power to destroy heaven and earth.
at this time.
The God of Death seemed to be completely driven into panic by Lin Fan, and he transformed into a thunderstorm. A huge storm rose from the ground, and a strong wind swept over him. A pair of eyes could be vaguely seen in the storm.
The walking corpses infected by the black fog of death were torn into pieces by the storm.
"He wants to destroy this city."
Olem said in horror.
Anubis, the god of death, was furious after being beaten by Lin Fan, and his anger was burning.
This storm is really too violent now.
Can you really resist it?
Even if it's so far away.
You can all feel the tearing force of the storm. If the storm hits the entire city, the consequences will be very serious. Maybe the entire city will disappear in this storm.
Nu Chi'er was very calm. Since he chose Lin Fan, he believed that he would be able to deal with the God of Death.
Lin Fan was surprised that the God of Death could turn into a storm.
It is indeed very powerful.
"Your methods are just like the Grim Reaper I met before. It's really powerful. But unfortunately, I can't let you pass, otherwise Xiaobao and Lao Zhang will be in danger."
"You have to stop now."
Lin Fan looked at the sweeping storm, raised his fist, roared angrily, and punched away, directly smashing the storm into pieces.
In the storm.
The God of Death stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
It was like seeing a ghost.
"How could this happen?" The God of Death said to himself. Even he did not expect that it would become like this. He is a god, sleeping in the desert, and possesses great power.
But now.
The God of Death was beaten and was a little dazed. He touched his body and found that there was no mistake. The thick blood was his divine blood. The storm that had just formed was broken up by the opponent.
"It is absolutely impossible for a being like you to be able to compete with God among humans."
"Who are you anyway?"
Facing the question of death.
Lin Fan didn't say that he didn't understand what you were saying. He had a special ability. No matter what you said, I could understand it. Maybe this was his talent.
This kind of talent is very rare.
Really only patients at Aoyama Mental Hospital can have it.
Lin Fan said: "Our battle has just begun. Your strength is valued by me, but your behavior is something I cannot forgive. Therefore, you have to pay the price for your behavior."
…
Nuchier said: "If I heard correctly, the communication between them seems to be really problematic."
"Yes, because Lin Fan speaks the language of Dragon Country, while the God of Death speaks the oldest language of our new Germany." Olem explained.
"Have you never thought of translating for them?"
Nuchir looked at him and thought to himself that communication is the only way to open up the heart. Now even communication is a problem, and things will definitely happen easily.
Olem said: "Originally, I wanted to translate for Lin Fan, but then they communicated pretty well without any problems. I think this is not bad. Then, they had a conflict, which is where they are now.
Condition."
For such a reason, even Nuchir didn't know what to say.
All I can say is it's awesome.
The God of Death had no intention of continuing to fight with Lin Fan.
Retreat directly.
"Don't run away. The battle between you and me is not over yet. Let's see where you go."
When Lin Fan saw the God of Death trying to run away, he immediately became anxious. What he hated most was that the battle was clearly not over but he just ran away without any professional qualities at all.
Death never occurred to me.
One day.
It would be a shame for him to be blocked by humans.
Although our Lin Fan rarely kills, the God of Death in front of him is very evil and must be beaten severely. The best thing is to beat him until he disappears from this world.
distance.
Several mysterious people held telescopes and observed the situation at the scene.
"Long Guo is on drugs, how could such a terrifying guy appear?"
"Who knew that even the energy monitoring equipment couldn't detect it? The energy fluctuations have already exploded."
"Collect the data first and send it back later."
"OK."
They are also busy.
The people of the Shadow Society will not let go of such an opportunity.
Lin Fan came here to fight the God of Death, which was particularly meaningful to them. If the data could be detected, it would be very helpful to them.
Just looking at the current situation.
Not much data was obtained.
Gradually.
The battle was coming to an end, and no messy things happened. The God of Death did not explode, and no one came out to save the God of Death. Everything was normal.
Boom!
The high-flying God of Death was knocked to the ground. As he lay on the ground, his expression became a little different, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.
Maybe you never dreamed of it.
This is how things will turn out.
"I am the God of Death, an ancient god, how could I die?"
The God of Death felt that his divine power was disappearing and his vitality was draining very quickly. He really couldn't hold on anymore.
Boom!
The once-sleeping pyramid seemed to have lost the support of its divine power, and cracks gradually appeared. Those infected walking corpses fell to the ground one by one because their divine power gradually dissipated because death was not far away.
Don't look at Lin Fan who seems to be harmless.
He thought that in his dreams, he had beaten many guys to death. Those people gave him the feeling that something was wrong, evil, and sinister. Therefore, he had to eliminate these guys.
"You have already lost this battle."
"goodbye."
Lin Fan clenched his fist with five fingers and violently blasted towards the God of Death.
The god of death lying on the ground looked at Lin Fan sideways. He was shocked at first, but now he is very calm. It's not that he has no emotions, but that the situation has become like this.
What else can he do?
It was too embarrassing to beg for mercy, and as a god, he could not afford to be embarrassed.
Roaring and roaring is just a symbol of powerlessness.
"I'll be back."
The final roar of Anubis, the god of death.
It's hard to say whether he can come back or not. Anyway, let's start with the roar. According to the allusions in past myths and stories, gods are immortal and will continue to come back. As for whether it is true or not, it is really hard to say.
At least……
Kind of hope not.
Lin Fan is back.
"He disappeared."
Victory is so simple, my mood is relaxed, and I don't feel anything wrong.
Nuchier said: "The God of Death is dead."
Even if I saw it with my own eyes, I still feel a little unbelievable.
"Yeah." Lin Fan said.
Olem shouted excitedly: "It's safe. The God of Death is dead. There's no need to be afraid."
Like a trumpet, his voice was so loud that it spread throughout the city.
All provinces use radio.
The people in the city felt like they were surviving a disaster.
The terror of death is imprinted in their hearts.
Other cities were destroyed by death, and they were all worried about when it would come to them. But now, everything is over, and we are completely safe.
This is their happiest time.
In Lin Fan's opinion, the God of Death is much more powerful than the God of Poseidon, and not even a little bit more powerful.
Poseidon: That is not my real body.
Nuchier finally let go of his heavy heart and everything returned to the previous situation. It was a pity that so many people died, but it was a good thing that the country was not destroyed.
Lin Fan fought with the God of Death and finally killed the opponent. He was satisfied and thought it was time to go back. The surrounding environment was a bit strange and he was a person who recognized his family more.
Even though he was in a dream for decades, he was actually in a daze most of the time.
And understand nature.
Open your arms and feel nature.
"How about we have fun here? It's my first time here."
Xiaobao looked so pitiful that Lin Fan touched his head and could only say, "Okay."
As the son of the richest man, Xiaobao would only appear so humble when facing Lin Fan.
Nuchir must treat the benefactor who saved the country well. Although the country suffered huge losses and countless people were killed or injured, he saved them and protected his country. Of course, he stayed with him as soon as possible.
He can understand it himself.
People can understand it too.
That night.
New Germany holds a banquet.
The scene was not grand, but it was definitely sumptuous. Nuchier really treated Lin Fan as the most distinguished guest.
"camel……"
Xiaobao pointed to the camel and said.
Lao Zhang asked curiously: "Do you feel that it is so cute?"
Gululu!
Whose stomach is ringing?
I saw Lao Zhang holding his stomach.
"A little hungry."
Lin Fan said: "Then we can eat it."
Xiaobao said: "Camels are not edible, they are used as transportation."
Olem on the side smiled and said: "Kids, the camels here are edible, but ordinary people cannot afford them. Only the most distinguished guests who come here will enjoy this delicious food."
"And this camel has been carefully raised by us, and the meat is the most delicious."
"You can taste it later."
Xiaobao listened as if he didn't understand, but soon knew what it meant.
He took out his cell phone.
Take some photos.
Send to Moments.
[The cute camel is about to be eaten, and I’m crying... but also looking forward to it. 】
Xiaobao’s circle of friends will always be a mystery.
The moment it was sent out.
Someone left a message and replied.
Follower No. 1 from Class 3 next door: Wow... Brother Bao is so handsome.
Follower No. 2 of Class 4 next door: I haven’t even eaten camel.
For Xiaobao.
He rarely posts on WeChat Moments.
Mainly because I don’t have a lot of friends in my circle.
And every post he posts on Moments will get compliments.
Boring and boring.
The evil rooster looked at the stupid camel. It was such a pitiful animal that it didn't even know it was about to be eaten, yet it still acted very happy.
It saw Lin Fan's strength again.
I am deeply worried about the future of evil things.
Do we still have a future?
No……
Absolutely.
As long as my evil cock is here, any difficulty will not be a difficulty.
Yanhai City.
The one-eyed man sighed.
"It's so powerful that even the God of Death was killed. Fortunately, he is a master from our Dragon Kingdom."
Thinking of being able to discover Lin Fan.
He was deeply proud of his vision.
He is Bole.
To be able to discover talents that are unique among hundreds of millions, there is no problem in bragging about this achievement for a lifetime.