latent syndrome.

Chapter 411 410. Outer Space

With the obscurity of the words just fell.

The battle in this infinitely far-reaching tunnel has reached the stage of real action.

No matter how complicated and dazzling the ability is, no matter how exquisite post-modern magic is.

In the end, they all return to basics.

Back to the source.

It's just purely turning the will, the will to resist the abyss, into a phenomenon.

Between the two, who can refine the huge and infinite vision, refine it again, and refine it until it becomes the ultimate reality, and who can forge the reality that will kill the other party.

Whoever can win will win.

Up to now, it has become one of the most primitive and savage fights.

Colin is the same as Oboro.

His initial hints were also demonic.

All, slaves of life.

The monster over two meters tall, the enamel bone scythes on both arms are bigger than himself, and his legs are also deformed in flesh and blood like wild animals moving on tiptoe, completely abandoning the way of walking, All of them are used in kicking jumps, and the muscle fibers and bones are bloody exposed.

This made him shift between transfigurations, as if he was... leaping.

And the ability, explosive power, endurance, and strength of this body are all like those of outer space creatures, or even high-dimensional aliens, but it barely retains the human body and the human head.

That speed is too fast, as if time has stagnated. In the case where the calculation power of the speed of light is not enough, after the first cut, it is too late to make a judgment in this life. The second and third cuts have already been made... …

Countless slashes were applied to Colin's body at the same time.

In this infinitely deep white passage, Ke Lin blocked it with a chitin carapace, and after a loud clang, a waterfall of bright sparks like the collision of gold and iron spewed out from the slash.

The chitin carapace shattered in an instant, and Ke Lin himself was also sent flying thousands of meters away. During the rapid flyby, those chitin fragments were like meteorites passing through the atmosphere, and quickly volatilized and burned up.

Even in the process of Ke Lin being knocked backwards, Oboro's weird body still jumped forward, and under the blessing of that exaggerated physique, he was like a meteor from the sky, unstoppable.

"Did you feel it?"

"Are you aware of your destined death?"

"Is it the same as now?"

"The phantoms in your nightmares are slowly overlapping at this moment."

"Confusion, fear."

"It is completely filled in your heart."

The strength of the hazy vision, the bone blade that is compressed and refined by the infinite will, is polished by all the cruelty in the world, jungles, thorns, daggers, bullets, Agent Orange, human experiments, and mental arbitrariness.

The space race, the Cold War years.

Too sharp and tyrannical, shining with brilliant streamer of glory.

And the cold eyes that descended from the sky, even though they were blind and unable to focus, still revealed a majesty that seemed to be ancient.

"Destined to die..."

"On me, it's ineffective."

Eight bone whips spliced ​​together grow out of Ke Lin’s back, and they proliferate rapidly. The sharp corners are inserted into the white channel wall full of rivets and seams, stabilizing himself from the inverted state, and scraping sparks like fireworks .

He also refined the vision of the world to the extreme. The weird deformation of the arm, the protruding wire knife coils and strange crystals on the surface, the hint of the world was injected into it, a convulsive vibration, from which poured out a dragon of self-torturing flesh and blood, burning countless undead crying Howling fire.

The radiance of sanction interlaced by all righteous trials.

It is not the same as it used to be.

It is really like being able to destroy the Tower of Babel leading to the zenith and destroying all the pillars of purgatory.

"No one escapes their doomed death."

"It's already in your life."

"Confuse your memory with hallucinations, dreams, and even things that happened to others. I don't know when it has penetrated deeply into your soul."

"It's just confusion, blindness, so that you don't recognize it."

"Only when you are really going to die."

"You'll really notice."

"But it's too late."

"It must be that my strength has not been fully displayed."

"Now liberate..."

"The shackles of 1."

It turned out that from the beginning to the end, Oboro just kept using his power below 1.

Even with a power of less than 1, it can instantly kill the top ten people in the battle list, or even all... at the same time.

public hearing.

Arnold, Ogu, and Heinrich, all they met were Oboro's clones, and even Oboro's clones were too transcendent.

If you meet the oboro main body.

Only, an instant sudden death.

With Lu's battle roar, the bones of his whole body creaked, and his monster-like tall body became even more exaggerated, becoming a real monster.

His ten fingers were twisted and deformed strangely, each finger turned into an extremely sharp bone blade, and in each cell, there was a life that had passed away with a friendly gaze.

Refining and refining all the visions of the person to be killed, together with the most terrifying body that is far beyond this world, to a level that is enough to collapse the smallest structure of subdivision.

It is as if every cell has fallen to the Schwarzschild radius, forming a black hole, forming a different space, forming an abyss, running through the whole body, inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

He could feel that the current body seemed to be able to shatter big stars and cut across the Milky Way.

But he doesn't need to rule the universe right now.

Just kill the man in front of you.

Along with the terrifying roar of anger, the dragon of flesh and blood poured out by Colin also approached the front of the body, with the whistling hurricane of death, like a pillar of Optimus, like a rope of the underworld, smashing away all existence.

But Hao didn't dodge or dodge, like the overlord who ruled everything, but his legs sank slightly, and he took a stance. When the flesh and blood dragon approached, he tore away with one claw, just the wind pressure waving past.

The dragon of flesh and blood was actually torn apart from the middle, and a river of blood gushed out, together with countless broken undead, those tragic faces that overflowed.

Oboro completely ignored.

1's shackles.

has been liberated.

In this posture, the legs are bent, and they are facing forward... Leaping away, like a planet running, a big star falling, crushing and destroying, unstoppable, two claws, bone scythe, waving madly, head-on to the flesh and blood dragon It pierced through, disintegrated into pieces, exploded frequently, and the wild sound of fragmentation was endless.

Ke Lin has not yet come to his senses, all this happened too fast, and it was like stealing a frame, but it was definitely not like that, it was just pure speed, strength, and explosive power.

Actively running.

life.

click!
The huge bone claws pierced into Colin's chest, picking him up bloody, and those eyes that were not out of focus were icy and cold like void.

"You thought you beat some madman."

"Killed some minions."

"Possesses a certain quality."

"I think I can eradicate latent disease."

"You really see who's behind them."

"The horror behind those proxies?"

Oboro's fingers tremblingly touched the corners of his eyes, these blind eyes.

"You are nothing, Colin."

"Now you feel..."

"Is Destiny Dead?"

With a force of his huge claws, he picked up Colin in mid-air even higher, tearing his internal organs, and regurgitated blood from his mouth.

"It's all said."

"I don't have that kind of thing."

A gash appeared on the back of Colin's hand.

With blood as water and bones as sand, the bloody guillotine cut out, unexpectedly, it cut off Yun's head directly, and he stepped back a few steps under the powerful slash, twisted his neck, and the injury healed in an instant.

Ke Lin also fell to the ground, and without any explanation, the blood guillotine gushed away again.

"Is this your famous skill?"

There was also a gap in the back of Lu's hand, using blood as water and bones as sand.

The crimson guillotine was handed over, even the water flow echoed with the sound of buzzing and clanging, the speed was so fast that it even became a kind of... solid object.

Between waving and waving, a scarlet torture chamber is drawn, which seems to be the pain that runs through the entire history.

"If that's all you have the patience for."

"Then you will be buried here."

"Now liberate..."

"The shackles of 2."

(End of this chapter)