All Worlds Madhouse

With the power of the lamp ring, Bruce quickly wrapped his body, so although he looked miserable when he was beaten by the craftsman, he did not really hurt himself.

However, the brat wearing a military coat in front of him was obviously not ready to let him go. He stepped on top of him and mechanically repeated a movement with his fist, faster and faster. Finally, there was a sound of impact on the door of his face. It almost became a roar.

"I'm not being reasonable? Okay, then I'll be reasonable with you!"

"My companion was killed by your companion, and I'm very angry, so naturally I can beat you up!"

"I'm going to save my partner, but you're standing in the way. I'm even more angry, so I can still beat you!"

"Although the balance of the plane has nothing to do with me, you bastards have caused this world to be like this casually. I have been here for so long and I have never seen even a bit of sunshine. People always live in darkness. If you hit me, you will be in a bad mood, so when I see you, I want to beat you!"

"In such a dark world, the green light on you is too dazzling, and I don't like green, so I still have to beat you!"

"I don't like the way you look!"

"I don't like the sound of your voice!"

"I have 100 reasons to beat you, and you still nag in front of me, then you are looking for a beating! Since you are looking for it, then I will give it to you!"

"If I beat you, of course I have my reasons!"

"The most important thing is that the fist is big, it is the truth!"

As the craftsman spoke, his fist did not stop at all. With a bang, Bruce felt that the power of his lamp ring seemed to have cracked a little bit.

He was shocked and confused, wondering if there was something wrong with this guy's brain. He didn't say anything. Why did he just start beating himself to death like a paranoid?

Therefore, Bruce did not dare to push too hard, and quickly used all his strength to transform into a huge fist in mid-air, then grabbed the craftsman, lifted him up, and slammed him to the ground.

In this way, Bruce finally took a breath.

The power of the lamp ring is many and complex, but its most important function is to materialize a person's thinking. In other words, whatever you think about, he can create for you. So from this point of view, the lamp ring can create something for you. There seems to be no limit to the power of precepts.

However, it is still just a ring, so the upper limit of the light ring depends on the upper limit of a person's thinking.

For example, you say you want a sword that can cut through the entire planet at once.

Well, the light ring can indeed be made for you, but you can't imagine that kind of thing yourself.

This is not as simple as 'you draw a ping pong ball in your mind, paint it in the shape of the earth, then put some stars and the sun in the background, and then take a fruit knife and cut up the planet', you have to really see it. Just go through that scene.

Therefore, the Lantern Ring is not invincible.

At this moment, the craftsman was still grabbed by the big green hand, which kept hitting the ground. Bruce flew into the sky and gradually regained his composure.

This guy who can smash the cracks in the green light barrier with his fist is really terrifying. Even Superman has a hard time dealing with his own defense. Therefore, it is definitely not just pure strength. There is a kind of power attached to that guy's fist. Something he doesn't understand.

Of course, Bruce had no way of knowing that it was an illegal thing called 'Qi', and he probably had never even heard of it.

Suddenly, on the ground, the big hand was suddenly pulled away, and a breath visible to the naked eye shattered it completely. The craftsman stood up, and the surrounding true energy condensed into an air layer that almost distorted the sight.

He raised his head and looked at Bruce in the sky.

"I've told you so much, just to tell you that it's right for me to beat you up, but you actually hit back?!!"

Bruce frowned and almost cursed out loud. He thought to himself: "This guy is talking about truth, but why did he end up saying that he couldn't even fight back when he beat me? How can this be reasonable?"

Just as his thoughts reached this point, he saw the craftsman clasping his hands together, not knowing what he was doing, and the next second...

The whole earth began to roar.

"What the hell? What happened?" Freddy was stunned: "Is there an earthquake?"

Ziliang shook his head and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, the craftsmen have started making things!"

That's right, since the appearance of the craftsman, he has spent most of his time repairing things, fighting, traveling across dimensions, and poking people with flying swords. However, this is definitely not all he has.

The reason why he is called a craftsman is that his greatest ability is naturally to create things.

The ground began to churn, and countless steel fragments flew into the sky. If there was no material, then look for it.

"What's going on?" Green Lantern Bruce frowned, looking at the rusty scrap steel surrounding him that had been silent underground for decades. The rust on them began to fall off, and then they looked brand new.

A burst of wind came from behind. Bruce turned around subconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a huge steel thorn that was almost invisible at a glance and was thrust straight into him.

No one can say how long this thorn will grow. In short, it seems to be flying frantically from the other side of the ocean, penetrating the entire land, ending at the edge of sight.

"Damn it!" Bruce yelled. He had never seen such a big weapon before, and he directly transformed into a shield and blocked it in front of him.

"Boom!!!"

A loud noise resounded between heaven and earth. If the buildings on the ground were not protected by runes, they would almost be blown away by the air waves.

Before this was over, a huge coffin-like thing fell from the sky at the moment when the green light resisted the puncture. The friction between the top and the atmosphere produced a scorching temperature, and instantly pressed the opponent to the ground.

The meaning of the word "fairy fight" is that you can't even imagine the fight, and you can't understand it. In short, you don't know which moment, the scene in front of you has completely escaped people's imagination, there are countless huge things that can't be named at all. They appeared inexplicably somewhere, and then gathered together with light, flames, and air waves, roaring.

Not only the mass, but also the number of them was frightening. It felt like with each impact, the entire continent began to churn, and the surface of the earth had a tendency to be changed.

Constantine was so frightened that he frantically began to draw various runes on the ground, as if if he slowed down just a little bit, he would be affected. I don't know how long it took for him to be busy like this. It was scary. The roar finally stopped.

And in the smoke that hadn't had time to dissipate, all the unnamed magic weapons disappeared.

Only a small thing was left, suspended in the air.

Very few people have seen this thing, but everyone knows its name.

That's one.

Iron Maiden.