Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 794: Station Primitive (1)
"Bone in blood!"
The man is as blessed as the soul, his phalanx creaked when he kneaded, and his arms stretched out to face him with a punch.
Bang-! ! !
The moment the fists collided, the sonic boom that erupted was not even faster than the spreading air wave.
The sky and the earth first collided with blazing white and black ink, and it was like a substantial annular air wave that suddenly spread, sweeping away the snowstorm within a radius of several hundred meters, and then the deafening sonic boom echoed.
Unexpectedly, the sonic boom is simply too big.
Thousands of meters away in the dense snow-covered forest, the sturdy branches shook off countless layers of snow, and then were uprooted by the terrifying aftermath of about a hundred thousand roots. .
The huge shock lasted for tens of meters and seconds, and the entire mountain seemed to be shaking.
From the high altitude where the two of them were, the dense cracks on the mountain seemed to be a huge cobweb intertwined vertically and horizontally.
However, the result this time was that the man was no match for the Primarch, and the whole person was blasted hundreds of meters away.
One step in the air, creating a turbulent airflow.
Taking such dozens of steps in a row, the chaotic airflow rippled in the air, and it was hard to let go of the power. The man suddenly felt the blood in his chest, and when he forcibly swallowed it, it rushed to the throat, red-golden pupils. In the midst of it, a violent figure was reflected.
Without the slightest chance to breathe, the dazzling huge fist shadow swallowed him like a raging wave.
"Sanctuary Praise!!!"
A torrent of spiritual energy swept around the man, forming a azure blue realm of divine punishment.
The azure blue ring pulls out of the forbidden realm, and the sacred cross that bears the responsibility of protecting it collapses into a torrential rain of azure blue lights and arrows at the moment when it senses the invasion of foreign enemies, like a galactic waterfall falling from the nine heavens.
The fist is moments away from him, but never within reach.
The endless ray of light is like an ocean, and the terrifying offensive is like a continuous wave of fury, directly drowning the tyrannical Primarch.
Boom boom boom boom...
The smoke and dust rose into the air, and the dense roar sounded like a drum, playing a passionate and violent movement.
A terrifying number that can't be recognized by the naked eye, the mountains and the sea have turned into a huge shadow of death, it is like the whole sky has collapsed, and the arrow of light falling with the gust of wind is like the sky is cracked, for those who violated the realm of the gods bring death.
Under the bombardment of the endless rain of arrows, the Primarch was still struggling to advance towards him.
I saw that he was carrying the light arrow abruptly, under the heavy pressure that almost collapsed the sky, the dark power armor, the surface of the black power armor actually shimmered as black as water waves, supporting a wave of energy Defensive force field.
"It's that armor..."
The man's eyes sank, and he finally found the clue.
He really said that the person in front of him was unparalleled. It turned out that it was the power armor that blocked the attack just now. Rotten turtle shell.
Although he had guessed before, after personally verifying it, he finally understood where Hydra's black technology came from.
If he guessed correctly, Hydra was able to develop power armor because of the 'corpse' in front of him, and the power armor he was wearing should be the real original.
Just...where did this thing come from?
Even from the perspective of the Xandar Empire, it is impossible to develop a power armor with such powerful performance.
Not to mention this human-like 'corpse', no matter what angle you look at, it doesn't look like an ordinary human or an alien. Its origin is a huge mystery.
"Ha-!"
An angry shout interrupted the man's thoughts.
The light arrow hit the jet-black power armor, and was blocked by the jet-black shimmer.
And that place is like a tireless machine, carrying the bombardment of the infinite light arrow instead of retreating, but forcibly approaching a few steps, the golden sword is wrapped in fiery flames, and the whole body is even released. Palpitations of energy fluctuations.
The next moment, the entire night sky turned into day.
The man's heart was filled with warning signs, and the terror he had never had before enveloped his heart, and his pupils shrank to the tip of a needle.
After countless battles of life and death, the intuitions and instincts tempered are warning him to leave quickly, and every cell is wailing, urging him to escape the vicinity of this guy.
Just as he moved his steps and planned to escape from here, he was suddenly stunned for a second.
No...no!
He can't escape, he has to stay here.
Yvette... Yvette is still at the base, if he chooses to escape, that girl will die!
He promised Old John that he would protect Yvette.
After a thousandth of an instant, the man made a decision, and resolutely rushed out, rushing towards the Primarch holding the flaming sword.
Must... protect Yvette!
The bottom of the man's eyes flashed a blue light, and the buried fragmentary memory emerged: "Space...frozen!"
An invisible wave covered the entire space in an instant.
The souls that are frozen in time and space will be forcibly transferred to other dimensions, so that Yvette will not be in trouble.
Looking at the energy accumulated to its limit, the man's face turned bitter, the time was too short, so short that he only had time to do this, and there was no chance to interrupt the primarch.
A real danger of death, like thousands of silver needles piercing the cerebral cortex.
At the moment of life and death, the man suddenly inhaled a breath, his arms crossed in a cross shape, his body was covered with black lines, and the spirits roared and roared in the blood vessels, releasing a semi-circular shield field.
"The Holy Word: Miracle!!!"
The tyrannical psychic storm made his body indestructible.
To make a situation that is absolutely unfavorable to oneself into a state that is favorable to oneself can be called... a miracle!
"Spirit...energy...storm...storm..."
The choppy, fragmented sound of the gust of wind clearly drowned out all the cacophony.
A huge brilliance like the scorching sun, accompanied by terrifying energy, surged out of the primarch's body.
In the turbulent ~IndoMTL.com~, the extremely explosive energy formed a destructive storm of pitch black color. The whistling blizzard disappeared at this moment, and the void as far as the eye could see completely turned into a chaotic destruction. field.
Above the sky, the psionic storm raged, spreading across thousands of miles.
With the spread of the pitch-black shattered realm, large swaths of space, together with all things, disappeared silently.
Even the spirits floating in the atmosphere were completely wiped out and vanished. There was neither the whistling of the gust of wind nor the roar of thunder, but only a dead silence.
Click-
Even the enchantment created by the freezing of space cannot carry the terrifying storm that wipes out all things. In the sour cracking sound, the enchantment was completely torn apart by the storm, but it also consumed the last A trace of strength.
Above the sky, there are particles that are invisible to the naked eye.
Those are all things that have been wiped out. After the storm died down, two figures, one tall and one short, were revealed.
But I saw a man with disheveled hair, shattered clothes, and blood bathed all over his body.