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Chapter 31: Apocalypse notices the Superman physique

Chapter 31: Apocalypse notices the Superman physique

Rhodes raised his eyebrows. He didn’t expect that these mass-produced modded people would actually have high Ability.

The two lost their hands, but they were still fighting, ready to fight Rhodes to the death.

Gervin raised his arms in front of him, and without his palms, he only had two bare rods waving in front of him.

“Humph! Even though you were sneak attacked, our apostles’ vitality and strength have been strengthened. It’s not worth mentioning the mere loss of two limbs. If you want to kill you, it’s as easy as killing a dog!”

With that, he punched Rhodes directly at the front of the fracture.

Rhodes didn’t change his expression, he simply raised the gun head, the latter rammed into it, and pierced his heart with his own strength.

“Pfft!” Gwen spat out a mouthful of blood, but still stood still, and then condensed flames in his mouth, trying to spray Rhodes in the face.

Rhodes’s eyes narrowed, and two red lights burst out in their eyes, and then two scorching straight lines shot out, pierced through Gervin’s head, and set his body on fire.

Gervin was killed by the sight of the heat energy, and his body was gradually dyed black carbon while hanging from the spear.

Seeing this scene, Lister was so frightened that he sat down on the ground. Without his arms, he could only lie on the ground and twist like a bug, escaping towards the door.

“Forgive me, my lord! I didn’t know that my lord was Apocalypse’s high-level apostle! Please forgive me!” he begged.

Rhodes retracted his spear and gently placed the woman on the table.

At the moment, the woman woke up, and after seeing the situation in front of her, she snuggled her body into Rhodes’ body.

“Save me! I don’t want to die!” she sobbed.

Seeger and Rhodes looked at each other, the woman’s fear must have something to do with the fact that Apocalypse wanted the body of a young man.

Instead of pushing the woman away, Rhodes let her hide in his arms.

He raised the tip of the gun to Lister’s throat.

“I ask you, why do you think I am a high-level apostle?”

As if he had been given permission to live, Lister immediately smiled ingratiatingly, and generally knelt down in front of Rhodes.

“I can tell your lord, just ask your lord not to kill me.” He glanced at the black charcoal on the ground, and was so frightened that he retracted his eyes and looked at Rhodes more flatteringly.

“You say it again.”

“Sir, you can skillfully use powerful abilities. This is something that only high-level apostles can do. We are just ordinary apostles. We have been strengthened with life and flesh. To be able to use abilities, we must do our best. , and at the cost of life.”

“What does it mean to dedicate yourself to the Apocalypse?”

Lista was stunned for a moment. He thought Rhodes was a high-level apostle. Now that he asked this question, could it be that he is not?

“Master Apocalypse is getting old, and his body is gradually dying. He wants a new vigorous body to continue his life, so he is anxious for many young people, but…”

Lister smiled lightly, “Lord Apocalypse’s soul is too strong, the body of ordinary people can’t bear it at all, and many people have died without success.”

The woman in Rhodes’ arms shook and brought her body close to Rhodes.

“Is there anything else you think should be said?” Rhodes asked, staring at Lista.

Lista rolled her eyes, thought for a long time, and said, “Aren’t you a high-level apostle?”

“Shh!”

The spear pierced the air and pierced Lister’s head, giving him a treat.

In the distance, inside the palace of Egypt.

Apocalypse held his forehead with one hand, purple light lingering in his eyes.

He didn’t see what had just happened, but he could feel the existence of Rhodes through the transformation of the human body.

Apocalypse perceives everything in the dark when they play Rhodes.

“Almost a perfect body!” Apocalypse scanned the outline of a body back and forth in his eyes.

“I have swallowed the bodies of so many power users, but only this body contains endless potential inside, it is simply a creation!”

The purple light in his eyes disappeared, and Apocalypse gently raised his fingers.

“Death! Come forward!”

On both sides under the high chair, there is a man with a black ghost sickle on his back. He wears a dark blue robe, covering a set of black armor under him. His eyes are empty and dark, like a skeleton. The presence.

“At your command, my lord!” Death knelt before Apocalypse.

“Go to the place I have shown you, and test the person I have appointed you. Don’t kill him, but bring his body back alive.”

“Yes!”

Death clapped his hands, and a gray horse stepped out from His Highness, and then rushed out of the palace with Death.

Inside the tavern, Rhodes burned two corpses with the flames of the sun, and everything was very low-key, leaving no traces.

The woman introduced herself as Nashata, the daughter of the shop owner. Her father was sick these days, so she could only run such a small shop.

“If it weren’t for you, I don’t know what kind of humiliation I would have suffered.” Nashatar burst into tears and fell into Rhodes’ arms. “How should I repay you.”

Rhodes was a little helpless, and such warm gratitude made him a little unacceptable, “We are going to stay in Egypt for a while, and we will live in your tavern during this time, even if it is your reward for us.”

Nasjatar looked up at Rhodes, and there was a hint of loss in her eyes. She left Rhodes’ arms and packed up her clothes, “Please rest assured, I will hide the trace of your lord.”

She knew that Rhodes’s purpose in coming here must not be simple. As a weak woman, it is best not to intervene. *