Novel Star Chapter 405 1 on 4
Chapter 405 1 on 4
Following a series of violent sparks and gravel, the god Vesor was held firmly on the head by the fingers of the steel chain, and slid with his face for dozens of meters before being thrown forward by the blue puppet. Thor hit a huge rock that was lifted up, directly smashing it into collapsed pieces.
With a bang, Mighty Thor broke through countless rubbles with shame and anger, and rushed out of the pile of rocks in a panic. However, before he could even step out ten meters, he was hit on the back of the head by the flaming magic sword falling from the sky, and was hit again. Return to the rubble.
Victor squatted with his feet on both ends of the huge flaming cross sword's jaw, held the hilt of the sword with both hands and twisted it hard. The flaming demon sword immediately split into two halves, biting the stone pile like the long jaws of a giant beast. Powerful Thor's neck exploded with fierce flames.
The Superman Power Fruit can indeed absorb impact, but it is not within the absorption range.
But before burning for a few seconds, Victor felt the blade of the sword lighten, and colorful spots of light could be faintly seen flickering between the gaps in the stones below.
"Hey, there are two brushes."
The corner of Victor's mouth was raised, and he tilted his head to avoid the huge scythe attacking from behind.
I saw Curator Cobb's body except for his head replaced by a huge hunchbacked body in black robes. His slender hands tightly grasped a long and twisted blood-red scythe, and the back half of his body was still being torn apart out of thin air. Among the large spots of light, the stretched out arms looked dry and thin but contained terrifying power. The strong wind brought by just swinging the giant scythe carved a bottomless huge rift on the ground.
As the zipper was ripped open silently, Victor's figure sank into the void, but then he reappeared in the sky not far away. Below him, Destiny Textile Lachesis held a purple cotton thread tied to her left little finger, and gently moved it again. As soon as Victor escaped, the zipper space behind him collapsed.
"It seems that you are the core of the team. Although beauty is like a flower, it needs to be poured with nectar, but now you are on the battlefield. Sorry, miss."
The front end of the flame demon sword suddenly spread forward rapidly, aiming directly at the blonde beauty Lachesis below. Victor's tone was joking, but his hands were merciless.
As expected, when the flame demon sword was about to touch Lachesis, a large illusory light spot suddenly tore open in front of her, and took her away directly. The branches covered by the flames could only blast the ground black and shattered in vain.
Victor raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I found you."
The rough sea surface turned into a turbid mud soup due to the mixture of mud and sand. About three meters below the sea surface, there was a ball of light with a radius of about three meters, completely enveloped by illusory light spots. Charon, the tall ferryman wearing a white robe, was in the center with his hands clasped together. Suddenly he let out a violent cough. Lachesis fell into the light ball from the light spot above and then floated in the center.
"Charon, you use your abilities too often."
Lachesis looked at the pale ferryman Charon, frowned and said, "You need Mercy to treat you immediately."
"I don't care. Killing the evil chain is the top priority. I can still hold on."
Charon the Ferryman is the ferryman who ate the Superman-type Ferry Fruit. He can summon the Styx in the void space, and use the fruit's ability to pull people into the space with his permission for teleportation. At the same time, he can also isolate the transmission of sound. It has a great restraining effect on the domineering power of seeing and hearing. After all, the River Styx is meant to be silent.
But if you want to pull a creature into the space, you also need the consent of the other party. Otherwise, the strong sense of resistance will distort the Styx and produce a series of chain reactions.
Charon waited to say more, but suddenly stopped, just staring at Lachesis.The latter followed Charon's gaze and looked behind him in puzzlement. A small shampoo bubble floated in front of their eyes, and then burst into intense light.
The illusory ball of light under the sea twisted for a while, first expanded violently, then quickly shrank into a mini ball of light the size of a fist, and finally disappeared silently.
On the land battlefield, Mighty Thor was beaten in a mixed doubles match by Steel Finger and Victor. Even though he could absorb all the impact and convert it into his own power, he could not withstand the opponent's strange moves.
There really is everything in the zipper space that constantly emerges from the sky. The powerful beam cannon, the high-temperature lava bombs, the paralyzing lightning and thunder, and the devastating blazing dragon's breath are all trophies from Victor's past battles. The endless stream of attribute attacks makes Mighty Thor overwhelmed. As long as he makes a slight mistake and fails to activate the ability to absorb impact, the opponent will seize the opportunity to strike hard.
Curator Cobb has had four figures destroyed one after another, and now this god of death is his last trump card. He had never felt that the superhuman model was so powerless. The suit he had carefully crafted posed no threat to the vicious chains. Instead, they were all smashed to pieces by the opponent's swords.
Even if you can use the ability of the model fruit to transfer damage to a carefully crafted figure, there is an upper limit to the damage you can absorb. Now the only thing that can save his life is this death suit.
砰
Once again, Mighty Thor was humiliated and his head was grabbed by steel chain fingers and he was hit hard on the ground. Huge cracks with a radius of more than ten meters appeared instantly. At the same time, a large amount of shampoo foam began to precipitate from his body, and the silver-white robot avatar floating in the air raised his hands and kept shaking like a conductor.
The body of God Thor began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he couldn't help but let out a roar of extreme pain. He tried his best to resist, but as the shampoo bubble had taken away a lot of his strength, he couldn't break free from the iron-like palms of the steel chain fingers, and could only be pressed face down among the gravel.
Curator Cobb gritted his teeth and swung his huge scythe towards the sky, but suddenly a fierce fire flashed in front of his eyes. Then he was struck firmly on the head by a flaming magic sword, and he was neatly split in half from head to toe.
The black robe and blood-red scythe of the God of Death shattered into pieces. Curator Cobb fell to the ground and looked at the blond man in the sky holding a flaming magic sword with fear. Now he no longer has any figure suits on him to use. The fear of death is so intense that the short blue hair on his head begins to fall off rapidly, and his entire face begins to decay rapidly.
Suddenly, a large number of black lines sprang up from the surrounding ground and stabbed towards Victor in the sky.
"Hey, this is a pirated version of Mr. Doflamingo's moves."
Victor waved the flaming magic sword casually, and the violent fire that surged up engulfed all the incoming black lines. Although it had no effect, these few seconds finally gave the team a glimmer of hope.
Illusive light spots appeared under Curator Cobb and Divine Power Thor, engulfing the two of them, and then appeared on the broken stone pillar in the distance.
Lachesis, the spinner of destiny, and Charon, the ferryman, were in tatters and covered with blood, half-kneeling on the section of the stone pillar in embarrassment. The five fingers of the former's right hand are tied with endlessly extending black cotton threads, while the latter is using the fruit's ability to teleport the slimmed-down Divine Power Thor and the trembling Curator Cobb to his side.
"In two moments, you can escape with your life."
Victor casually canceled the flaming magic sword, put his hands in his pockets and looked at the embarrassed four people opposite him, and the steel chain fingers floated to both sides of him.
At this moment, the illusory light spot once again tore open beside the ferryman Charon. The masked man, whose whole body was shrouded in a white hood and cloak, slowly walked out of the light spot space. His skinny hands held in his wide sleeves supported him. The injuries on the shoulders of Lachesis and Charon began to recover rapidly.
“Oh, it’s really healing.”
Victor raised his eyebrows and showed a subtle smile that only appears when he sees something he likes. "Interesting, this fruit."
"I want it."