Masked Rider from Marvel World

boom!

The next moment, the nebula exploded in Agamemnon's hands, and he fell into a sea of ​​fire, followed by a heart-wrenching wail.

A few seconds later, a huge figure flew out from the sea of ​​fire.

There were some more wounds on Agamemnon's body, but none of them were serious. Only his arm looked a little miserable.

"What did you do?" Agamemnon asked coldly, his injuries recovering quickly under the nourishment of the golden light.

After all, he had received sufficient replenishment before the battle, so he was not short of energy at all now.

"I didn't do anything, I just detonated the energy in your hand."

"impossible.

I have seen Alisem's memories, and you don't have that ability at all."

Ling Ge shrugged speechlessly, "Just because you haven't used it doesn't mean you don't know how to use it. I only learned this ability yesterday.

If it weren't for the seeds of dark power given by my future self, things wouldn't have been so smooth.

In fact, if you pay more attention and control it properly, that energy won’t be so easy for me to detonate.”

Agamemnon: ...

I never thought you had this trick!

"Hmph! There's no point in talking any more, just keep going!"

"No problem." Ling Ge said as he took out the Demon King Sword. "I don't need armor, but you wouldn't mind if I use a weapon, right?"

"No, I don't mind."

"That's good." Ling Ge smiled and gently swung the sword in his hand.

A sword beam composed of fire elements flew out quickly, splitting a giant meteorite into two, and red magma flowed out from the cut.

"Is it too late for me to say I mind now?" Agamemnon thought secretly. He also knew that he couldn't change his words, so he could only turn his gaze to Alisem.

"Alas!" Alisem shook his head and said helplessly: "Ling Ge, this is a competition, you..."

"Don't worry, I won't chop off your head.

Besides, with his huge body, I estimate it would take dozens or even hundreds of cuts to cut through him!

But if he hit me with that hammer, I would be seriously injured.

So...you won't lose out."

Alisem was stunned for a moment. This made sense, but why did it sound weird?

Ling Ge raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his long sword and walked towards Gamemnon step by step. Frost was all over the blade and red lightning was lingering on it.

Although there was a huge difference in size, Lingge was like an ant compared to the gods, but at this moment Agamemnon actually felt a little fear.

But soon he threw this trace of fear out of the window.

Oma Zi-O is very scary, he is no match for him, the power of time is also very scary, he can't resist it.

But now Ling Ge is just a 'god' in his normal state. They also exchanged a few moves. At most, he was only slightly at a disadvantage, but he was not without the ability to fight.

Thinking of this, Gamennon calmed down immediately, gripped the giant hammer tightly and launched a violent attack towards Lingge.

"I really don't understand who gave you the courage." Ling Ge shook his head and raised his sword to meet the enemy.

Two weapons, one large and one small, collided in the void. The red and golden energies collided with each other. The horrific impact was like ripples in the water, spreading outward layer by layer.

After a while, the two separated and fought evenly.

"You..." Agamemnon was a little shocked, as if he had not expected that he would not gain any advantage in a head-on collision.

"Hehe!" Ling Ge ignored him, sneered, teleported in front of him, and slashed out with the sword in his hand.

A crescent ray of fire mixed with lightning cut through space and left a hideous sword mark on Agamemnon's arm. Feeling the pain, the huge hammer in his hand fell down.

Ling Ge smiled even more happily, and immediately seized the opportunity, using time movement and the Demon King Sword in his hand to launch a slash.

The silver sword was swung continuously, and crescents kept slashing at Agamemnon's huge body, but each time it could only leave a shallow scar on him.

It hurts a lot, and it looks terrible, but there isn't much actual damage.

"Enough!" After dozens of slashes, Agamemnon roared, created a protective shield to block the slashes, and barely recovered.

"I don't think it's enough." Ling Ge said, and then held the Demon Emperor Sword horizontally in front of him. White and blue runes flew out from the back of his hand and fell on the silver sword. The Demon Emperor Sword immediately released a white light.

The next moment, Ling Ge thrust forward with his sword, and a white beam of light emerged from the tip of the sword, directly shattering the protective shield and piercing Agamemnon's abdomen before he could react.

1057. This is unfair to me, a fair crush

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!

Golden blood dripped from the transparent hole in the abdomen. Agamemnon looked at the inconspicuous but real wound in his abdomen in disbelief, and was extremely horrified.

"Not bad, beam attack." Ling Ge touched his chin and said very embarrassedly, "I just learned this move last night, so the power may be a little small.

But it doesn’t matter, practice makes perfect!

With a few more attempts, I should be able to perfectly control this ability."

Agamemnon: ...

I have something in my mind saying "MMP" but I don't know whether I should say it or not.

"You shouldn't have teased me." Agamemnon repaired his injuries, and the pressure of the ten leaders of the gods emanated from his body. Golden lightning lingered around him, making a low hum.

The next moment, golden beams of light shot out from his eyes and penetrated the black space.

"I go!"

Ling Ge cursed inwardly and teleported away decisively.

But after a moment, he turned back. The bodies of the gods were too huge, so even if these beams were shot out from Agamemnon's eyes, the attack range was not small.

He could easily dodge, but his two sisters didn't have that ability and would definitely be in great danger under the bombardment of these golden beams.

Maybe the protective shield can withstand this wave of attacks, but what if it can’t?

Thinking of this, Ling Ge couldn't help but feel scared. He couldn't afford to take such a risk, not even a one in ten thousand chance.

From the perspective of Rogue and Spike, the extremely bright beam of light from the previous second hit them with destructive power. At this moment, the two were dazed and their minds were blank.

However, the next second a familiar figure appeared in front of them, followed by a golden ripple that stood in front of them, blocking several beams of light.

The golden beam of light hit the golden ripples, and the dazzling golden light suddenly exploded in all directions. Countless meteorites floating in the universe were crushed into dust by this energy.

Upon seeing this, Agamemnon immediately increased his power, and the protective shield continued to break, but at the same time, it was also constantly repaired with the input of energy.

Ling Ge was forced back by the impact, and a few wisps of white smoke came out of his hands as he kept pushing forward.

After the light faded, Ling Ge took a deep breath, clenched his numb hands, and his face became gloomy.

"That's what they call a visit without reciprocity." Gamemnon sneered, "How do you feel about the beam attack of the Celestials?"

"Hehe!" Ling Ge waved his hands, turned around to look at Xiao Taoqi and Spike who had not yet recovered from the shock, the smile on his face became a little cold, and a faint murderous aura burst out from his body.

Alisem's heart skipped a beat and his scalp went numb. Damn...it was this feeling again. This was the prelude to murder!

"Ling Ge!" Alisem immediately reminded, "I solemnly say this again, this is a competition, not a life-and-death battle."

"I understand!" Ling Ge responded calmly, then looked at Agamemnon, "I originally thought that Jin Gou's worry was unnecessary, but now it seems that I was wrong.

I should have sent them both farther away from the beginning. I underestimated you and overestimated myself.

I thought the multiverse was so big that I could roam freely, but you taught me a lesson.

This blow came at the right time. I was arrogant for less than a day before you made me realize the reality that there are always people better than you. Thank you."

"No, you're welcome." Agamemnon said somewhat confused.

“No, thank you is due.

To show my respect for the strong, I will do my best next time, and please don't be polite."

As soon as he finished speaking, the space behind Ling Ge turned dark red. The dark realm permeated the universe and continued to spread in all directions.

Alisem was closer and was the first to feel the weirdness of this area.

The energy in the body began to dissipate uncontrollably, and physical activities were also hindered to a certain extent. The most important thing was that my heart felt extremely depressed, as if a mountain was pressing on my shoulders, and my momentum dropped several points.

A series of negative influences made Alisem feel that Gamennon was bound to lose this time. The original 30-70 odds turned into 28-20 in such a field.

And as time goes by, his chances of winning will become lower and lower.

Agamemnon also felt the physical discomfort and was startled.

But before he could react, Ling Ge appeared in front of one of his pupils, holding a long sword that was glowing white in his hand.

A huge sense of crisis instantly rang in his mind. Before Agamemnon could react, his body subconsciously defended himself, and a thin protective shield hastily protected his eyes.

Ding!

There was a crisp sound, and Agamemnon saw a flash of white light, and his body flew backwards rapidly. The huge pain in his eyes made him scream.

"Failure?" Ling Ge murmured, somewhat dissatisfied with the outcome.

"You're... despicable."

Agamemnon released his left hand that was covering his eyes, and golden blood slowly flowed down.

The next moment, his body turned into golden light, and the huge hammer in his hand smashed down with a force of ten thousand pounds, and the thunder on the hammer head fell first.

However, before his attack reached Lingge, the power was completely swallowed up by the dark red field, leaving only a huge hammer and a huge god holding the hammer, and that was all.

"That's it? Ridiculous." Ling Ge sneered, and his telekinesis transformed into the same weapon, pushing Agamemnon back a few steps.

"This..." Agamemnon looked at his hammer in astonishment. He had clearly given it his all, but why was the power of the hammer only one tenth of the expected target?

He has gathered the strength of ten gods, but only one tenth is left. What's the difference between that and him fighting alone?

"Do you feel particularly powerless?

If you are already so powerful, then my nascent domain will only reduce your combat power by half at most.

But the power you borrow temporarily is not your own after all, and it will be lost very quickly here, more than ten times.

You will become weaker and weaker until your strength drops to your original level.”

Agamemnon's face instantly turned bitter when he heard this. "This is not fair."

"Eh?" Ling Ge was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "How could someone be so shameless as you?

I have no use for armor, I have no use for the power of time, and you still won't let me use it in the field, so isn't it fair to wait until you can beat me?"

Agamemnon: ...

“However, what you said is not without reason.

It's really unfair, not fair to me." Ling Ge sneered, and then removed the dark red field.

Agamemnon immediately felt the power he had lost and regained. Although some of it was lost, it was insignificant compared to the overall amount.

"what do you mean?"

"Nothing, I just want you to admit defeat sincerely." Ling Ge said with a very kind smile on his face.

"Are you so kind?"

"It's a misunderstanding. I've never been a bad person."

Agamemnon's pupils shrank slightly, and he didn't believe a word Ling Ge said.

"Although I don't know what your purpose is, you should not regret it."

"Don't worry, I won't regret it.

But you have to be prepared, don't die!"

"Gamemnon!" Arism suddenly shouted, then shook his head at him, "That's enough, don't be stubborn."

"I will try again, or I will die unwillingly." Agamemnon responded.

However, as soon as he finished his words, a hand grabbed his throat.

It is absurd to think that a giant was strangled by an ant, but this absurd scene happened right under everyone's noses, which completely subverted their cognition.

Agamemnon's eyes were filled with fear and his face showed endless confusion. He wanted to throw the Lingo off his neck, but found that he could not move.