End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

"Arrogant earthlings!"

Foola only thought that Russell was still talking hard, and clenched her fists and put on a fighting stance: "Although you are arrogant, you are still a qualified fighter. Death on the battlefield is the best reward for you."

"Kryptonian, I will return this to you as it is."

The carapace propulsion device was activated, and the powerful driving force made Russell disappear in place at a high speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and came to Foola in a short distance teleport.

The whip leg is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, sweeping down, because the speed is too fast, the afterimage extending from the leg has a slight arc.

boom! ! !

The air howled, as if it had been blown up, making a mournful cry.

Feola's expression was indifferent, and she leaned back slightly to avoid the powerful blow. She made a judgment on the destructive power of the 'Spiral Incinerator'. Russell's combat power mainly relied on high-tech armor. As long as it was smashed, victory was within easy reach. .

After missing a single hit, Russell's figure was driven by the propeller to rotate a circle, and kicked out again with an extremely powerful whip leg.

Foola stepped on the ground with both feet, stepped back a certain distance, her eyes swelled red, and shot out a hot sight as an attack.

Killing people with their eyes again!

Russell didn't think about it, and turned his body in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the high-temperature rays.

The heat vision of the Kryptonian is powerful, at least it is not a problem to melt the death knell armor. Fortunately, he has the physique of Big Big Wolf and the energy of the holy light, so he is not afraid of high temperature burns. Otherwise, the thin-skinned may not be able to bear it.

Speaking of heat vision, Russell began to think differently again. In his memory, Dachao Clark derived various uses of heat vision.

Shaving, haircut, hot coffee, boiling bath water, welding machines...

Just don't use it for business!

Squeak! Squeak!

There was a metal twisting sound from the leg armor. When Russell was distracted, Foola rushed forward, grabbed the leg of the death knell armor, and tore off a large piece of parts.

"Incineration Cannon!"

Russell stood up with one hand, and the scorching red beam of light erupted, quickly shooting towards the door in front of Foola. The latter parried and blocked with both hands, driven by the shock wave, and his feet plowed deep marks on the ground.

Following the armor on the right arm, the armor on the right leg was also peeled off. Russell knew that there was not much time left for the death knell armor, and he was ready to output with all his strength, making sure to make the best use of everything and die with glory.

He sprinted at a high speed with the help of the propeller, and instantly came in front of Foola, accompanied by afterimages of arms intertwined, and continuously bombarded Fuola with heavy punches like machine guns.

The machine gun punches of budget warriors, because they require less funds, will not explode at every turn, and often have unexpected performances.

Hundreds of punches fell in the blink of an eye, and Fuola just received a few punches, but later on she was able to back and forth with Russell, and even grasp the rhythm, suppressing him in turn.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Bang————

The breastplate dented the fist mark, and Russell manually detected that the death knell armor was severely worn, and the thrusters on the back popped out, quickly leaving the original place and pulling away for a distance.

Foola caught up quickly, victory was in sight, and she had no reason to show mercy.

There was a roar in the air, and the death knell armor continued to accelerate, and then accelerated again, pulling out a white airflow.

Because the armor lacked the propellers of the arms and legs, the balance performance could not reach the best state, and the speed was much slower than in its heyday, and it was soon followed by Foola.

A black afterimage flashed across the sky, and there was a sudden explosion sound in the air. Russell suffered a heavy blow, and fell in the air towards the ground.

Foola sneered, and threw away a piece of twisted armor. If this was a game of cat and mouse, she personally thought it would be quite interesting.

Buzz buzz! !

Two hot eyes shot out from her eyes, chasing Russell below, blasting him and his armor down together, smashing them deeply into the hard desert ground.

Black gunpowder smoke filled the air, and Fuola landed steadily, walking quickly towards the big pit.

Crackling!

A dazzling blue electric current flashed in the big pit, and Fuola's eyes flickered, she stopped cautiously, and opened her mouth to blow a strong wind, sweeping away the gunpowder smoke in front of her.

In the big pit, the Deathstroke armor on Russell's body was dilapidated, but strangely, it could still be used.

If you look into the reason, it may be that the energy source has not been damaged.

Yes, Russell is the human-shaped electric board of the Deathstroke armor, even if there is only one visor left, the lamp will not go out.

chi chi chi———

Hot steam spewed out from the seams of the Death Knell Armor, Russell clenched his fists, the pattern of the Death Knell Armor's body glowed red, and clusters of lightning thunder snakes swam quickly on the body surface.

"Oh, very good armor, with such serious damage, it can still be used."

Foola admired it, and then sneered: "It seems that you won't give up resistance if you don't disassemble it into parts, right?"

"Kryptonian, if you have the ability, first dismantle it first!"

While Russell was speaking, the light on the visor instantly blurred, leaving a scribbled afterimage in place, and his figure moved horizontally in front of Foola, slamming down fiercely with his heavy fist.

Boom————

There was a piercing sonic boom, and the terrifying fist carried a boundless hurricane. Because the speed was too fast, the body was distorted and extended a large afterimage.

And the surrounding environment also slowed down a beat due to the speed, and he couldn't bear the oppression to respond until he rushed to the front and back of Fuola.

The ground rumbled and shook, as if even the atmosphere was afraid of this force, and shivered.

The speed was too astonishing, surpassing the previous level, far exceeding Foola's expectations, it was too late to dodge, and subconsciously crossed his hands to block.

call! whirr

The storm came, and the strong air flow raged around Foola. She was ready to bear the heavy blow, but the attack did not come. She hurriedly put on a defensive posture, and looked towards the rampant hurricane.

The red flames mixed with lightning were the tragic image left by the high-speed movement of the Deathstroke armor. Russell tried to interfere with Foola's judgment in this way.

The death knell armor is no longer good, instead of being dismantled by Foola little by little, Russell decided to scrap it by himself. As a result, the energy was overloaded to make it run at a high speed, displaying 500% of its combat effectiveness.

When Foola looked left and right and was on high alert, Russell jumped up from his feet, pulled his body into a strong bow in mid-air, and fell rapidly from a high altitude under the action of the propeller.

The legs that gathered all the strength of the whole body cut through the neighing air, and slammed heavily on Foola's forehead like a battle axe.

Click!

Kryptonian's head was very iron, and the remaining left leg armor was shattered, but Foola's situation was not much better, and he was hit hard and smashed into the hard rock.

Rumble———

The ground shook violently, cracks like spider webs opened on the surface, and the cracks and branches that spread suddenly spread in all directions, from the center to the surrounding areas, and the range continued to expand.

There was a bang, and the dust filled the air.

The surface of the ground collapsed inch by inch, and a large amount of rock and soil was lifted by the impact, just like a bomb falling on the flat ground, causing a large wave of waves.

After a successful blow, Russell didn't stop, his body jumped up high, and he repeated the same trick and landed again, hitting Fuola's back hard.

After this blow, the limb armor of the Deathstroke armor was completely shattered, leaving only the chest and belly armor, but it was also crumbling, and would peel off from the body at any time.

Russell raised his hand to catch the dropped visor, and buttoned it up again. Although most of the inspiration for this set of Deathstroke armor comes from financial fighters, he is not a financial fighter. He firmly believes that the armor is infected by his tenacious will, and it should be able to Hold up again.

It is not aimless, the unyielding whine of this metal is the most favorable proof that it does not want to succumb to the curse, it is crying, and it can continue to fight!

Click!

The thrusters on the back were overwhelmed, and they hit the ground with a bang. Russell silently turned around and picked it up. As he moved, the breastplate also fell to the ground.

As the visor fell off for the second time, all that remained of Russell was a golden belt, which was the loot he snatched from the 'Anti-Deathknell Armor' that night.

"Very good attack, but unfortunately your armor can't support this mode..."

Foola got up from the ground, wiped the nosebleed from her lips, and said coldly: "Since you have no other tricks, the battle is over."

Russell frowned, and pulled out the laser sword from his belt with a whoosh: "My armor is indeed damaged, but isn't your armor also overwhelmed?"

Fuola bowed her head when she heard that, the jet-black Kryptonian armor was shattered in the attack just now, and the gaps on the surface spread, which can indeed be said to be overwhelmed.

She didn't take it seriously, and took off the armor in front of Russell, revealing the black soft armor inside and her streamlined body.

Unremarkable, he deserves to be a general of Zod's battle in the Quartet.

Russell took a look and then looked back: "Kryptonians, both sides have disarmed, and the next battle will be very fair."

"fair?"

Foola sneered disdainfully: "Do you have any misunderstandings about us Kryptonians?"

While speaking, her figure was suspended, her feet were off the ground, and the dark soft armor reflected cold and murderous intent in the sunlight.

"Humans, the genes of Kryptonians are extremely powerful, and their potential is far beyond your imagination. I was trained as a warrior since I was a child. When I adapt to the atmosphere of this planet, my strength will become stronger and stronger. Is there any Armor makes no difference to me."

Russell nodded: "So?"

Fuola said proudly: "There is no sympathy and pity in the struggle between civilizations, only the weak and the strong. As the weak, it is only natural for you humans to be replaced by the Kryptonian civilization. Krypton is destined to be reborn on this planet."

"I don't agree with that!"

"what?"

"Kryptonians, the law of the jungle is indeed an eternal principle. There is no problem with this, but human beings are not weak..."

As Russell said, the dark energy in the pupils diffused, and the whites of the eyes became pitch black: "You Kryptonians are new here, and you may not know the situation on the earth. In fact, the weakness of human beings is a disguise."

"Oh, this is the first time I've heard of such a statement."

Feola disdained to speak out. She fought against the human army before, and her scientific and technological strength was not worth mentioning. Even Russell, who has fought against her until now, relied on high-tech equipment.

Without technology to arm themselves, humans and Kryptonians fight hand-to-hand. The only means of attack is to stain the Kryptonian's clothes with blood.

"Human beings are afraid of their own terrifying power and are afraid of harming other races in the universe, so they choose to seal themselves, and only when facing a crisis will they go all out."

Russell put away the laser sword in his belt, and raised his hand to touch his chest: "Take me as an example. Among human beings, there are no other specialties except appearance and specialties. A very ordinary person..."

Foola frowned, it was difficult for her to answer.

"But once I encounter a difficult enemy, I will unlock the seal and become extremely powerful. Unfortunately, the armor that sealed my own power was broken by you."

"Then I'll give it a try!"

Russell spread three pairs of black wings behind his back and floated into the air: "As you wish..."

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