Super Saiyan

Chapter 143 Blackening
"How long can the Positron Cannon be used?"

In the headquarters, the pseudo-Strike head of state rested his chin with one hand, and tapped the fingers of the other hand on the table.

The sound of "dong dong dong" reverberated in everyone's heart like a drumbeat.

"The cable laying is complete, and now the final commissioning stage is left."

The technician wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, not daring to take a breath.

It's really because the aura of the person in front of him is too oppressive, like a dark cloud, making people's chest tight and panicky.

"How long will it take?"

"Two hours."

"Ok?"

Two cold lights flashed across Stryker's squinting eyes.

"Sir! It's really not going fast! The debugging stage requires excellent professional knowledge! All of our people have been dispatched!"

The technician was a Mediterranean in his 30s who had to bite the bullet and open up under pressure.

Engaging in technology is not like cooking. Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar can be added or subtracted according to your own preferences.

Technology starts from the drawings, and every centimeter of the gap will cause immeasurable follow-up effects. High-end technology must be accurate to every screw, and every line must be rigorous.

"Understood... You have worked hard to persevere..."

Stryker nodded wearily to the technician, and the latter let out a long sigh of relief, looking like he was alive after a catastrophe.

After the technician left, Stryker looked at the satellite image, his eyes shining brightly.

"Wait a little longer, soon you will know how powerful humans are..."

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In the sky above San Francisco, there was a figure volleying a hundred meters in the air, circling with a huge dinosaur-like creature like a bird.

But soon, two giant insect-like beasts were involved in the battle, and together with the two figures who had just escaped from the black net, an unprecedented melee quietly broke out.

"Hahaha, Subarashi! What an impressive party, the two of you must have thought so too!"

Podoldo smiled and stretched out his hand to support Muto's forelegs, and then, in the eyes of the motherlander and the storm, the eyes of the motherlander and the storm almost popped out, and the huge hook sickle that was attacking him was thrown at the two at a faster speed. Pushed over.

I miss you M too!
If it is not too late to speak, the people of the motherland must happily find a corner to vent their emotions.

He crossed his arms in front of him, and was swept by Muto's forelegs together with Storm, who was in the same defensive posture. This time the two were not knocked into the air, but pushed into the ground.

The bodies of the two touched the ground, and tens of thousands of tons of force acted on them in an instant.

"Boom!"

Under such a force, the ground shook, and the splashed soil rose to a height of tens of meters. The surrounding buildings were twisted by the violent impact, and it was almost impossible to collapse directly.

Muto succeeded in one blow, and then gave him a hard push, and then he controlled his body and drove to the chaotic battlefield with satisfaction.

On the ground, in the big hole cut out by Muto, the people of the motherland looked up at the sky with lifeless eyes like a dead fish.

His body, which was tougher than steel, felt the pain of being torn apart for the first time under Muto's crushing, but at least he was able to lie on the ground with sound limbs and think about life.

The other person who was a companion was not so lucky.

"Ho..."

There was an unpleasant panting sound in his throat, and the storm with only half of his body opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood containing internal organ fragments.

The facial features of this originally beautiful and sexy woman were bleeding profusely, and her waist and abdomen had become a puddle of minced meat sticking to the ground.

But even so, the human desire to survive kept her from dying.

Storm has extraordinary healing power and defensive power, and the two complement each other, which makes her melee ability only ranked below the motherlander.

Even the heat vision of the people from the motherland couldn't kill the storm. While the heat sight caused physical damage, the storm had already recovered the injury with the self-healing ability visible to the naked eye.

Now she still instinctively wanted to keep herself alive, and the squirming granulation on the messy wound on her abdomen writhed and entangled like maggots.

Although the healing power of the storm is very strong, it is not as perverted as Wolverine and Deadpool. The self-healing power of the latter two should be said to be more appropriate for immortality.

Therefore, repairing flesh and blood or a part of a limb is a very simple matter for Storm, but repairing half of the body is such a complicated matter that it cannot be done by relying on its own healing power.

Internal organs, urinary system, reproductive system, digestive and excretory system... All kinds of things do not use unified command, just brutally let the cells divide, and the limbs and organs that do not meet the needs will proliferate.

From the lower body of Baofeng, countless pairs of tiny pale legs split out from the motherlander's horrified expression of seeing the true face of the ancient god.

These legs are constantly wriggling, conveying malice from the abyss to the people of the motherland.

Oh... no... not just the legs, but also the intestines, liver, and indescribable organs, all without the cover of the skin, exposed to the air.

The distorted flesh and blood tissue is like someone who smeared the flower of sin in front of the motherland, and stripped his reason from his body at once.

Shi Lezhi, a sluggish motherlander, looked at the face of the storm. In addition to the red color of blood, there were also a pair of endless vortexes that absorbed despair like black holes.

Through those eyes, the people of the motherland seem to feel that they have seen a world composed of internal organs and pieces of meat.

"Ahhh!"

He yelled frantically, regardless of the serious injury of his body, the red light in his eyes exploded, and the storm that dropped his self-healing power to the lowest point in history directly burned through her head.

There was a big transparent and cool hole in the originally beautiful head, and the instigator did not feel the fear as before, but a trace of joy was born in his heart.

The motherlander was paralyzed on the ground and trembling uncontrollably. The nervousness caused his eyes to toss and turn uncomfortably. With the tumbling of his stomach, disgusting digestives poured out of the corners of his mouth. This is another healing picture. Woolen cloth.

In fact, he can’t be blamed for being spoiled like this. After all, it’s the first time to face life and death, and it’s very rare for the people of the motherland not to collapse on the spot.

But those who have looked directly into the abyss will never have the same mentality as ordinary people.

Gradually, the man's body regained its ability to move, and he slowly curled up, completely unaware that he was on top of the mixture of flesh and digestive residue.

"Ha ha…"

"Giggle cluck..."

"Hahaha!"

The people from the motherland grabbed their hair with both hands, and the sound of teeth colliding was extremely clear.

"Hahaha... my brain is shaking..."

(End of this chapter)