All Worlds Madhouse

Chapter 345 Doomsday

metropolis.

It seems that all changes in the world are initiated from this place.

Many years ago, this place just experienced a devastating explosion, and today, this place has once again become the starting point of the destruction of the world.

On a street near the center of the city, people were running away in a hurry.

Just like many other planes, in the face of the end of the world, people can only scream. Behind them, lava is pouring out from the sky. On the street, some devout believers knelt on the ground, muttering inaudibly. Some people were trying their best to grab the food in the supermarket, and some were holding high the slogans of the evil god and shouting: "Hell! It's coming!"

And in the chaotic flow of people, a retrograde woman in red seemed not to be so conspicuous.

Selina's face looked a little helpless, because it seemed that the world had been destroyed again. Of course, from the perspective of dealing with [sin], White Bear's method was the simplest and most effective, but Selina just couldn't I really wanted to use this method to end the game. After all, the opponent was a 'weak unit' with a mutilated body. It was like racing against a cripple. Even if I won, there would be no glory.

But now that the framework has collapsed, so be it.

At this time, a private car stumbled out of an alley. Through the windshield, you could see that the driver was a man of about 25 years old. He was the only one in the car, and there were many people on the back seat. Full of food and suitcases.

It seems that this is another refugee who has no choice but to flee.

Selina walked over and stood in front of the road where the car was traveling.

The young driver looked like he was driving the car for a long time. In this panic moment, he still reflexively stepped on the brakes. With a creak, the car stopped dangerously in front of Salina.

"Damn it! You don't have eyes!" The man stuck his head out of the front of the car and pulled his neck and shouted.

Selina walked slowly to the passenger side of the car, opened the door, and got in.

"You bitch, get out of my car!" the man continued shouting. It was obvious that he thought Salina was one of those people running for help when they saw the car.

Selina frowned and turned her face to this person.

"What's your name?" she asked softly.

The young man's expression froze on his face for a moment. At this moment, he finally recognized Salina's face. He only recognized such a beautiful face now, which is enough to show how deep his heart is. panicked.

Well, the next second, he became even more panicked. He realized that the person in front of him was the terrible witch who killed tens of millions of people with just one sentence on the TV screen, and he just... uh, in Call her a bitch.

"I'm sorry." Sweat began to seep out of his pores, soaking through his clothes in an instant. At the same time, he also felt a surge of heat surging out of his lower body.

"If there is even the slightest smell from your private parts, I will make you stay on the verge of death for ten thousand years." Selina said lightly.

The young man didn't know what 'staying on the line of death' meant, but he combined the scene just now, the tone in which Salina said this, and the length of time 'ten thousand years', he was extremely smart. I realized that if I really peed a little bit, I would definitely regret it.

Therefore, this guy didn't know how to do it. He used all the parts and muscles in his body in an instant to hold back the injection of liquid at the edge of the urethral opening. His face turned purple from holding back the liquid.

"Heh, okay, good job." Selina smiled: "Then, how about giving me a moment?"

Just like last time on TV, Salina said the word "please" again, but no one would think that this woman was really asking for something, so: "Okay - okay -" he He nodded vigorously: "Where are you going?"

Selina pointed in the direction of the cracking ground and burning clouds that day.

"Over there. Drive as fast as you can, I promise, you will die easily."

From that moment on, Parker's foot never took off the accelerator. Although he knew that he would never survive after listening to Salina's words "Let you die easily", but maybe it was because of the people around him now. The scene made him feel that he was destined to die anyway, maybe because the phrase "stay on the line of death for ten thousand years" was too cautious. Anyway, he seemed to feel that he had received some kind of gift, uh. He even felt sad. Lina is not a bad person.

Well, this kind of Stockholm Syndrome and the outrageous dog-licking consciousness that were established in two minutes are indeed a bit unacceptable, but he was very attentive and hardworking all of a sudden. In this gradually collapsing world, the old car drove Salina to the most dangerous place.

And right there, the battle between Superman and Ice Bear continues.

A fight between these two people. It really is a fight.

It's not a battle, it's not a duel, and there's no such thing as a back-and-forth. The strength has reached their level, and the moves are the most useless things, because as long as it's the most basic collision, the terrifying power is enough. It penetrates the opponent's body to the depths of the earth beneath his feet, so the act of "blocking the opponent's attack with his arms" is completely meaningless.

The only thing he could do was to use his own body to withstand the crushing power.

Chest, lower abdomen, throat, even face.

Just pounding, and hard hitting.

No matter how powerful the punches are that can instantly break rocks, they hit these softest parts. Well, even the softest parts must be ten thousand times harder than the strongest rock.

Therefore, neither of these two people spent any extra movement to dodge. Just hit! Smash it! Collide! Occasionally, fists collided with each other, causing the surrounding magma to fly into the air again. The impact broke through the heat flow and rushed straight to the surrounding tall buildings. Every vibration accelerated the collapse of the city. Huge potholes were trampled all over the ground, terrifying cracks that spread from the ground to the ground, and were covered with lava. These were just the scenes that were affected by the aftermath of the fight between the two.

Without the constraints of a power framework, these two people are enough to tear the entire world into pieces.

And under this mutual attack that destroyed everything.

Something seemed to be stirring in White Bear's mind.

That was a memory, a memory that existed before it became the carrier of [power].

In his memory, he also had a fight similar to the one at this moment.

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