Masked Rider from Marvel World

Not to mention the arms, even a finger is difficult to move.

"what have you done?"

“Don’t get me wrong, this is not the power of time, but the power of space.

In fact, I can also confine space and so on.

It’s just that I haven’t used it for so long that I almost forgot I still have this ability.”

As Ling Ge spoke, he created a huge ice cone, then he suddenly exerted force with his palm, lifted up Agamemnon and swung it over.

Pfft!

Several cracks appeared on the ice cone, dense spider web patterns spread rapidly, and broken ice crystals scattered in the space.

Agamemnon looked at his broken chest and was about to stand up when Ling Ge's figure appeared in front of him.

boom!

Ling Ge kicked Agamemnon in the chest. White energy wrapped around his right foot and pushed Agamemnon's chest down by dozens of meters.

Blood splattered everywhere, and through the wound, one could even see golden bones.

"what!"

Agamemnon's facial features were distorted, and the energy in his body suddenly rioted under the severe pain. He miraculously broke free from the constraints of space. Anger and pain filled his mind, dispelling the fear.

He growled and threw the giant hammer in his hand, followed by a golden bullet of light, and a thick thunder of destruction as the final touch, bombarding Ling Ge wave after wave.

Ling Ge didn't intend to dodge at all and walked slowly towards Agamemnon.

A giant black hole appeared in front of him and swallowed the giant hammer without any ripples.

The Demon King's Sword slashed out fiercely, and the golden light bullet was split into two, flying past Ling Ge's left and right sides.

The silver-white beam of light met the last lightning column, crushing it abruptly, and then blasted towards Agamemnon in the direction of the lightning.

1058. Gamemnon was teased and cried, selective deafness

A silver beam of light instantly fell on Agamemnon, followed by an explosion.

The terrifying energy tide spread in all directions, mixed with shrill wails that made people's scalps numb.

When the silver light faded, the wounded Gamennon appeared before everyone's eyes, and golden blood splashed in the universe, forming small lakes.

"It's quite beautiful." Ling Ge looked at the golden lake floating in the universe and exclaimed in admiration, then walked up to Gamermon and raised the Demon King Sword in his hand.

"you..."

Just as Agamemnon was about to speak, he saw a scarlet crescent coming at him rapidly.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and he adjusted his body with difficulty despite the huge pain, and barely avoided the attack.

But then came more crescent-shaped sword energy, and this time he really had no way to avoid it, so he had no choice but to start defending.

It's not that the gods don't have the ability to travel through space. If possible, he would also like to teleport away, but the space around him is confined by an unknown force field and is difficult to shake.

A layer of golden barrier instantly covered his body, blocking countless scarlet crescents. However, this barrier was also covered with cracks and was about to break with the sound of "ping pong".

Agamemnon did not waste this precious time. He repaired his injuries while defending himself. He could ignore the superficial injuries, but he could not delay the several penetrating wounds and the collapse of his chest.

"The turtle shell is so hard." Ling Ge cursed inwardly and stopped attacking.

Just as Agamemnon breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a greater crisis. He saw elements such as fire, ice, hurricanes, boulders, and thunder constantly appearing around his body.

The power of these elements should not be underestimated, and each one is enough to injure an ordinary god.

Although Agamemnon is far superior to the ordinary gods, he cannot withstand such a large number!

The next moment, these elements seemed to boil and directly engulfed his body.

Rumble!

Explosions sounded one after another, and the space where Agamemnon was located was like a huge furnace. If you ignore the horrific aura, it was still quite spectacular.

The eight leaders of the gods were trembling with fear. They couldn't help but put themselves into this elemental torrent and found out to their horror that their chances of survival were less than 30%.

Xiao Taoqi and Spike stared at this scene with wide eyes. They both knew that Ling Ge usually relied on armor to resolve battles, and they also knew that his normal state was not simple.

But they never expected that he was so extraordinary that he could force a powerful god to this point without any armor.

"Gulu!"

Spike swallowed, "You've been with him much longer than I have. Did you know that he could be this powerful under normal circumstances?"

"You can tell I don't know by looking at the way I'm more surprised than you are." Little Naughty looked confused, "But I seem to have heard him say before: Armor and the like are limiters."

"Limit? Limiter?" Spike was stunned for a moment, looking at the concentration of the elemental torrent, "Poor Gamennon!"

"Ling Ge." Alisem couldn't help himself. "That's enough. As a referee, I should be able to call a timeout, right?"

"Of course, you have that right.

However, Agamemnon did not admit defeat, which means he could still hold on.

If you were to admit defeat on his behalf at this moment, how would he, who is so proud and arrogant, bear it?" Ling Ge said seriously, but his hands never stopped moving, constantly adding firewood to the elemental furnace.

Alisem's face was filled with black lines. He glanced at the elemental furnace inadvertently and complained in his heart:

Wait for Agamemnon to admit defeat? If it were normal, he wouldn't be worried, but now he has to have a chance to speak up!

The protective shield was broken at the very beginning, and now he was relying on his body to withstand the impact of the elements. If he waited a few more minutes, he might have died.

"The weight of face is insignificant in the face of life." Alisem said lightly.

Ling Ge was stunned for a moment, and stopped what he was doing. "I'm giving you this face, but it's just a pause, it's not over yet."

"Thank you!"

Alisem immediately flew to the elemental furnace and watched the boiling elements calm down.

A few minutes later, Agamemnon's body appeared, but he looked extremely miserable.

The huge body was stained with a layer of charred black, and there was not a single piece of good skin on its body. Countless new scars were scabbed over by the elements, and the spilled blood was quickly evaporated. You couldn't smell the extremely faint smell of blood unless you got close.

"Agamemnon, are you still...alive?"

Hearing the familiar voice, a hint of golden light appeared in Agamemnon's gray eyes. Although he was glad to have saved his life, he still looked quite proud.

"Of course I'm still alive. The elements alone can't kill me."

Alyssam: ...

I am willing to stop you and make you admit defeat. Who are you trying to show off your arrogance to at this moment?

“You heard it.

The god Agamemnon is clearly still capable of fighting, so it's not your turn to waste your time." Ling Ge said sarcastically, "Get out of the way and don't interfere with our exciting fight."

Just as Alisem was about to say something, he was pushed away by a telekinetic force. Agamemnon was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Ling Ge, with a smile on his face, walking up to him. In panic, he subconsciously took a step back.

"Eh? Don't be afraid!

I won’t kill you.”

"Who, who is scared?"

"You're not scared? That's great.

Originally I thought the elemental attack was a bit excessive and felt a little bad about it.

But now it seems that I still underestimated you, so I might as well use a more powerful trick!"

"No, this..." Agamemnon wanted to cry but had no tears.

The next moment, he felt that his body was out of control, and his whole body was tightly restrained. No matter how hard he tried, he could not move.

“This is telekinesis, an ability that was awakened after eating the golden fruit, and it was strengthened several times after obtaining the seed of dark power.

Originally, this level of telekinesis could only barely restrain ordinary gods, and it would not have much effect on a leader like you, but after killing..." At this point, Ling Ge began to count on his fingers, "After killing one, two, three...seven-digit gods, my life level has undergone a huge transformation, and I can barely control you."

Agamemnon: ...

Do you have any misunderstanding about the word "barely"?

The next moment, he felt a heart-wrenching pain as one of the five fingers on his left hand was broken.

"Why don't you resist? You don't have to be so useless!"

While wailing, Agamemnon looked at Ling Ge with resentment. Just as he was about to say something, two more fingers were broken.

"Ah! I... admit..."

Click!

Before he could utter the word "lose", an arm fell from the air, followed by another painful wail.

"I hate it most when people talk incoherently. It ruins my mood." Ling Ge said. While Agamemnon was still immersed in pain, he flew in front of him and directly hit his face with a blue shock wave.

boom! boom! boom...

After more than a dozen beatings, Gamemnon's cheeks became rounder.

"It's a lot easier to see this way."

"You..." The anger in Agamemnon's eyes almost solidified into substance. Being slapped in the face in front of his own people was even more painful than killing him.

boom!

The extremely powerful telekinesis instantly broke several fingers on his other hand, and screams rang out again.

"I think..."

Boom!

A huge telekinetic hammer struck his chest, and golden blood reappeared, staining his broken body and interrupting what Agamemnon was about to say.

Agamemnon managed to calm down in extreme pain. After these waves of attacks, he also saw Ling Ge's insidiousness. It was obvious that he didn't want him to admit defeat so easily as Alisem said.

"lose!"

After saying the last word, Agamemnon smiled triumphantly and relaxed instantly.

"Lose?" Ling Ge was stunned for a moment, then his face turned sullen, "Do you look down on me?"

"I'm not, I didn't, I mean...ah..."

Before Agamemnon could finish his words, several beams of light pierced his limbs.

A cross made of ice crystal appeared behind Agamemnon, and his body was also arranged in the shape of a cross, and he stuck to it under the push of telekinesis.

"No, you can't do this to me." Agamemnon roared at the top of his lungs. Why had he expended so much effort and endured so many beatings? Wasn't it just to avoid close contact with the cross?

Even though his efforts seemed to be futile so far, that didn't mean he wanted to be the first one to be tied to it in front of his nine other colleagues.

This was such a huge humiliation that his self-esteem could never accept it.

"I'm doing this to you, what can you do?"

"I give up." Agamemnon said loudly, and then as if all his strength had been drained away, he laughed bitterly at himself and said, "I give up."

"Ah!" Ling Ge scratched his ears, "What did you say? Speak louder. I can't hear you."

Agamemnon's expression suddenly changed, "Don't go too far in deceiving the gods."

"Oh! That's too much to bully God? I see." Ling Ge waved his hand, and Agamemnon's speed increased a bit.

"You, I've already given up."

"Yeah! Yes, you still don't want to lose." Ling Ge said disdainfully, and gave him another shock wave, completely nailing him to the cross.

1059. There is something wrong with my ears. This is a divine power.

Click!Click!Click!

Several huge shackles made of solid ice locked Agamemnon's limbs, and with the help of his extremely powerful telekinesis, he was tied up tightly.

Tied to the cross, Agamemnon had a look of despair on his face. The huge humiliation made him lose the will to live, and the thought of committing suicide subconsciously emerged in his mind.

But this exaggerated idea was quickly wiped out by him. As beings who have lived for endless years, the gods attach great importance to face.

However, the longer we live, the more we fear death. Compared with life, dignity is still a little less important.

"Why? I've already admitted defeat." Agamemnon clenched his fists, questioning with great calmness.