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"Vest Grapple!!!"

The stretched arms grabbed the waists of the three hybrids and smashed the three monsters into the building opposite, but even so, two were missed.

"Don't think about it, vest grappling!!!"

The black hole in the vest did not hesitate to pounce, and opened his arms to learn the grapple of the vest vegetarian, but the hybrid suddenly opened his 'mouth' on the way to the black hole in the vest.

A dazzling light brewed in the monster's mouth and shot out in an instant, and the black hole of the vest, which was caught off guard, was directly cut off by the light.

Severe pain, fear, death, and countless emotions intertwined and wandered, but the black hole of the vest burned all these cowardices in a fire ignited in his heart.

"Go away, get out of here, monster!!!"

The black hole in the vest roared and grabbed a hybrid with one arm, and the whole person slammed into the other hybrid, pinching its head with both legs.

This is not a skillful attack at all. Naturally, these two monsters cannot be restrained. Just raising his hand, the branch carrying the anti-AT stance pierced his body.

"I'm a B-level hero, a black hole in a vest!!!"

The black hole of the vest roared, the heart beating wildly, tearing the black vest on his body, bringing him unprecedented power of belief.

Believe in the vest, trust the vest, and the vest will believe in you, and will give you the glory and strength you desire for justice! ! !

He tightly locked the heads of the two monsters and smashed them bit by bit, while on the other side, the vest vegetarian who had temporarily paralyzed the three hybrids jumped to the black hole of the vest and wanted to take him away.

"Come in! Don't waste time, hurry up!"

The black hole in the vest roared at the vegetarians in the vest and the girls in the vest in front of the door

"Take care of my brother! I know I'm not a good hero, but at least don't let me down on my only chance for a heroic sacrifice now!"

The vegetarian in the vest gave him a deep look, nodded heavily, ran into the building, and pushed hard against the stone pillars in the hall, blocking the door of the building.

The black hole in the vest smiled, raised his head, and three vulture-like shadows flew into the sky, gently falling with red guns.

The gun blade pierced through his body, and the body and soul unstoppably turned into the substance of the original soup.

He didn't regret it, and he wasn't afraid.

The black hole of the vest ushered in his end as a hero.

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ps: Ask for tickets every day!

Chapter 227 68. Skull offering seat, blood sacrificial vest!

After closing the entrance to the building, the atmosphere in the hall was depressingly quiet and scary.

The girl in the vest lowered her head, holding back tears with red eyes, while the other members of the vest association did not say a word.

After the vegetarian in the vest moved the last table to block the entrance, he looked at the crowd, silent for a moment, and said softly.

"Let's go upstairs, it's not safe to be on the first floor... don't let the black hole sacrifice."

Everyone here is a hero, and they are all partners who have chosen to embark on the road of heroes after being infected and called by the Venerable Vest.

Now that I have embarked on this road, I have the consciousness of sacrifice, whether it is myself or my companions, but even so, when this moment comes, it is always so sad.

"You belong to the Vest Association! Where is your boss, Venerable Vest!"

At this moment, a voice broke the mourning silence. It was a well-dressed woman, angrily walking in front of the vegetarian in a vest, pointing to his nose and shouting loudly.

"Let him come out to protect us! Instead of you unreliable low-level heroes, this is what he should do!"

The vegetarian in the vest did not speak, but looked at the woman calmly. The woman took a step back in fright, and then seemed to be angry, and pointed at the vegetarian in the vest with one hand on the hip and one finger angrily.

"Look at what? We donate to the Hero Association every year to pay taxes, not to raise waste like you..."

"We are no longer heroes." The vegetarian in the vest interrupted her and said solemnly.

"Although His Holiness is not here, I can take the place of the President of the Vest Association when he is not here. From today, our Vest Association will withdraw from the Hero Association collectively!"

Those who were rescued by them were in an uproar, especially the woman in front of the vegetarian in the vest, stunned.

"We're not trying to give up those who can be saved by us." Vegetarians in vests looked around, their eyes locked on the woman in front of them, and said coldly.

"We're just going to save those who deserve to be saved by us!"

"Heroes are also qualified to decide what kind of people can accept their asylum, and there is absolutely no such thing as you!"

"You..." The woman's fingers were trembling, but she couldn't say the threatening words anymore. The members of the Vest Association stood up after the words of the Vest Vegetarian, and their indifferent eyes scared her so much that she didn't dare to say a word.

"Go upstairs, now."

On the other side, another corner of the city

The Fukiyuki group in uniforms also insisted on their heroic activities here, but compared to the vest association that rescued and took away a group of people, the Fukiyuki group just repelled those weirdos and hybrids here, and did not bring them with them. those 'burdensome'

Hell Fubuki is very capable of himself and his younger brother, and with the vest association, the people in the Fubuki group obviously do not have an advantage in terms of physical fitness.

Running around with people will seriously slow down their speed, so at most, they will rescue the ordinary people who are victims, and then rush to the next disaster-affected area.

"Fukiyuki-sama... Where are we going next?"

Three-section stick Lily hit the three-section stick in her hand several times towards the head of the hybrid under her feet.

"Leave City A, and join the heroic army as soon as possible."

Fubuki looked up at the sky and said solemnly

When he stepped into City A before, Fubuki could clearly feel the powerful psychic stance coming from the sky. Although it was not as good as her sister, it was also a powerful spiritual force that Fubuki could not match.

And the rain of light that almost destroyed most of City A in one spot was undoubtedly the handwriting of that guy.

Although it might not be a good thing to say from a hero's standpoint, Fubuki had no intention of fighting such a monster at all.

I don't know why, the monster seemed to run away just now, but the situation didn't improve at all. The large number of weirdos in the city, and these white alien monsters that couldn't be killed no matter what, caused the destruction and collapse of the entire city A. A situation of lack of skill.

"Reply, we're going to get in the car and leave here right away."

Fubuki opened his hands, and the invisible power of thought stroked the bodies of everyone in the Fubuki group. The gentle force instantly restored their physical strength and some of their injuries, and in the comfortable sound of Shen Yin, their spirits were greatly lifted.

Not long ago, due to someone's stimulation, Fubuki started to develop her own psychic power, but strangely, the direction and results of her psychic power development were a little different than expected.

Her telepathy ability has not developed the kind of destructive power like her elder sister Tornado, but it has become more supportive.

For example, covering whereabouts, recovering stamina and injuries, especially the second one, the one developed and used by Fubuki is a handy one.

Although it was far from what was expected, Fubuki didn't care much.

Even if she was denied by her elder sister and others, Fubuki still believed that her Fubuki group was meaningful, and if her own strength could help Fubuki group become stronger, she didn't mind doing so.

Just as the heroes of Fubuki's team got into the car and were about to leave, Fubuki raised his head abruptly, and the expression on his charming face was suddenly replaced by horror.

"Blizzard-sama, what happened?" Eyelash asked.

Fubuki didn't answer, it was something ordinary people couldn't feel, a burst of endless anger, with an aura of will that seemed to burn the Eight Wastes, and instantly skipped the sky.

Even Fubuki's psychic power was interfered with by this powerful and almost substantive willpower.

In the building, flesh and blood are flying, and corpses are everywhere

He looks extremely ugly, like an ugly commander who contains all the concepts of ugly men in the world, sitting on the ground with his fat belly open, holding the vest in his hand with a silly smile. His arms were pulling like a toy.

"I hate you pool noodle **** the most!!!"

With this kind of targeted and malicious words, the ugly commander tore the vest man in half with ease. Amidst the splattered flesh and the screams of the internal organs and the vest girl, he laughed even more stupidly. Even crazier.

It was pure bad luck for the Vest Association to meet him, because the ugly commander was also avoiding those troublesome mixtures, and at the same time because he was satisfied with killing some handsome guys, he found a bunker to stay in it.

There is no reason, there is no causal connection, luck is such an unpredictable thing.

That place are all heroes of the vest association who were easily defeated by the ugly commander. Even if they are the elites of the human race, for the dragon class, they are nothing more than a group of slightly larger bugs.

"Please, please let me go! I'll give you money, do you want a woman? I'll give you as much as you want after I go out!"

The woman intimidated by the vest veggie fell to the ground screaming and crawling back, the disgusting stench spread from her lower body

"It's noisy."

The ugly commander slapped this woman lightly and beat the woman into a ball of meat sauce from beginning to end. It can't be said that he hates it or not, or even likes it or hates it. Weird people never need a reason to kill.

He used **** to pick up the vegetarian in vest whose half of his body was broken by him, looked at his face, and smiled.

"You're not a pool noodle bastard, but you're still going to die!"

He stretched out a hand, squeezed the vest vegetarian in his palm, and slowly tightened his fingers. The sound of bones breaking was so harsh in this lonely space.

The hero who rushed to rescue the Vegetarian in the Vest couldn't loosen his iron-hooped fingers no matter how hard he punched and kicked. With a silly smile and endless malice, the Ugly Commander planned to crush the Vegetarian alive.

At this moment, the vest cannot save these devotees who fervently worship it. After all, the messenger it truly empowers is not here.

The haze and fear of the coming of pain and death lingered in the vest's mind, but at this moment, he heard the vest's call.

An angry call, a bloodthirsty call, a roar like never before, a roar of endless rage

boom! ! ! !

As the roof was smashed open, a blood-colored shadow fell like a meteorite, hitting the ugly commander's face, and the bloodthirsty and angry battle cry reverberated in the hearts of every vest association member.

"Skull offering seat, blood sacrifice vest!!!"

...As one of the darkest and cruelest Warhammer universes in the same type of sci-fi, Greenskin's technology is inevitably contaminated with the cruel colors in that dark universe.

After all, the joy and amusing of the green skin is based on the fact that the other races are all bitter and bitter.

When Mu Feng took Venerable Vest as the template material for the transformation of Space Marines for himself, he had already made up his mind about what kind of strange things Venerable Vest had become under his hands.

As far as the results are concerned, it has been pretty good.

The mad doctor's surgical toolbox is essentially a special incomplete item produced by the system, not a product of the original universe. Mu Feng's method of exploiting loopholes has finally controlled the transformation of the vest Venerable within an acceptable range. degree.

But he didn't transform Venerable Vest into a group of utter chaos madmen like CSM, nor did he really transform him into a Space Marine. After all, these two transformation operations still require some indispensable materials.

He just turned the Vest Venerable into a... angry preacher.

The first is the multiple transformation operations that have undergone the alienation of the green skin ability, which has indeed strengthened the exaggerated physical strength of Venerable Vest, and has brought his physical performance to a higher level.

And the most important thing after that is the butcher's nail that weakened the controllable version implanted in his brain.

The endless anger and endless desire to fight may just be a buff with constant morale on other people, but it can be placed on the vest Venerable, and this transformation has produced a wonderful response.

Although it doesn't look like it, Venerable Vest is indeed a 'mad believer'. He fanatically worships the power of the vest. Even if there is no basis or any scientific principle at all, his endless worship and trust in the vest has given him Incredible power.

Mu Feng once tried to study the essence of this psionic spirit domain, and he didn't get anything except to make himself crazy, but he did know the source of Venerable Vest's power.

Worship and trust in the vest, unreasonable idealism will endow him with incredible materialistic violence.

This is no different from believing in gods and worshipping gods. In a sense, it is the same as another type of psionic energy. It is nothing more than shouting for the blessing of God, and shouting that the vest is omnipotent.

After the vest Venerable who was implanted with the weakened butcher's nails entered a state of infinite anger during the battle, this endless emotion would also radiate all around, spreading to the "vest" of his belief.

That is, the more fights he gets, the more power he gets from the 'Vest', and this power augmentation creates an incredible aura that radiates towards those near him who also worship the 'Vest', and grant them the same power.

Mu Feng doesn't know if there really is a 'God of Vest' in this world, but after being tossed by him like this, Venerable Vest and his Vest Association will form an incredible new force collective.

And the style of painting is 80% crooked...

However, this can be regarded as a shot in the arm for the weaker heroes whose strength has been influenced by him, although there may be some side effects.

"I said, when can we get to City A?"

Saitama, who was sitting in the back row of the windmill, complained after being bet on the bustling expressway.

Yes, they are now on their way to City A - in a car with wind.

For Saitama, who runs directly from the sky in pursuit of efficiency most of the time, taking a car is a very 'leisure' thing, but who asked him to let Mufeng lead the way, and the 'trouble' that Mufeng said would be gone for a while. appeared.

"Don't worry, Mr. Saitama, if we can't, we'll get out of the car and walk." Mu Feng shrugged.

"But Mr King still thinks it's better to go by car, two to one, democratic voting."

"Don't be in such a hurry, Saitama, let's play the next game?"

"No, it's too boring to play games..."

"The big deal is I only use one finger this time?"

"You said that!!!"

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The scarlet armor covered the three-meter-tall muscular giant, his bare arms were stained with scarlet blood, and he wore an eight-foot-heavy helmet, making this giant look extraordinarily **** and terrifying.