"I got it, I've been waiting for your words." Pompeo smiled when he heard this. Soon, through the Scourge Satellite, everyone in the control room could clearly see the scene in the red well.
It was a scene of a confrontation between a man and a half-dragon, half-human monster. What surprised them was that the man made the call to Pompeii in front of the monster. This was without putting the monster on the other side at all. In your eyes?
Well, speaking of this, on the other hand, why wouldn't it be wrong if the monster opposite allowed Sun Haoran to make a phone call in front of him?
This man and monster simply demonstrates the word 'arrogance' to its fullest.
"No...brother, are you too close? What if I get hurt?" Pompeii asked hesitantly after seeing the picture brought out by the satellite.
"Hurt me? If you can hurt me, maybe you can really kill him with one shot. Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."
"Okay, okay, this is what you said..." Pompeii reluctantly pressed the launch button. Although he knew that this man could not even be killed by a nuclear bomb, the principle of space-based kinetic energy weapons was completely different from that of nuclear bombs.
Being able to withstand the shock wave of a nuclear explosion does not mean that it can withstand the falling Sword of Damocles. ············On the other side, Sun Haoran hung up the phone and looked at Herzog above with disdain: "Okay, my call is over, and now I have a gift for you. This is a salute to celebrate your ascension to the gods, please sign for it——"
"!?" As he spoke, before Herzog had time to react, a huge force rose from below and hit his chin hard.
It was Sun Haoran's merciless iron fist. The speed was so fast that he, who had transformed into a 'god', was completely unable to react.
Herzog's pupils suddenly shrank, and he could only watch his body rising uncontrollably into the sky.
Ten meters, a hundred meters, a thousand meters - no one knows how strong this man's fist is. In short, Herzog can't understand it at all. The severe pain is eroding his nerves. If it weren't for the strong vitality of a pure-blood dragon, , he was already dead at this moment. This punch undoubtedly shattered his neck bones. Although he could recover quickly due to his unimaginable recovery power, the terrifying force still made him feel horrified.
And that's not all bad. Soon, Herzog understood what the 'salute' Sun Haoran was talking about.
Because he was forced to look up at the stars, he clearly felt that something was coming. Although I couldn't hear the sound, I could feel the dazzling light coming from the universe outside the atmosphere.
Six parallel bolides pierced the night sky and fell straight towards the top of his head, seemingly locking him in place.
Fire all the bombs! The 'Wrath' satellite in low-Earth orbit was fully launched! All six Swords of Damocles in the sword slots fell to the ground, covering the airspace where he was.
The hot high-density metal rods dispersed in flight, and the semi-melted metal fragments formed a dense strike network.
God's damnation is coming! There is no way to avoid it! The meteor swarm enveloped Herzog in an instant, and the red spear penetrated Herzog's body, causing damage caused by the explosion and tearing. The dragon-like body it had worked so hard to obtain was still shattered under such a blow. It cracked, the cervical vertebrae exploded one by one, the steel-tough muscles were torn, and the majestic force brought it to the ground.
Herzog let out a desperate scream, but its scream ended in more than ten seconds. The Sword of Damocles took it straight into the Sea of Japan, and wild waves rose into the sky, and then transformed. Falling for the heavy rain.
The six Swords of Damocles, each with the strength of a small nuclear bomb, set off a huge wave. In a few minutes, this wave will reach Tokyo.
Sun Haoran looked at Herzog who was flying far away with interest as if he had hit a perfect golf shot. He paid attention until he was shot down and then left Hongjing to chase after him to check the situation.
To be honest, he hoped that Herzog was still alive. After all, it would be too cheap to be killed like this.
Fortunately, Herzog met his expectations. As soon as he arrived at the beach, Sun Haoran heard the crazy and nervous laughter from Herzog.
"Hahahahahahaha - I'm not dead! I'm still alive! Human weapons can't kill me! I've become a 'god'!!" Herzog smiled wildly, his broken body injured by 'God's Punishment' Under the terrifying resilience, he is constantly recovering. Although he looks embarrassed, it seems that as long as he still has breath, he will not die.
Seeing Sun Haoran's arrival, he smiled more and more contemptuously and taunted: "I'm sorry, Mr. Sun, it seems I've disappointed you!"
"No, no, no, I'm not disappointed. That's good. You passed." Sun Haoran grinned and shook his head slightly.
"At least as a sandbag, he is very qualified." As he spoke, Sun Haoran rode the wind and waves, stepped on the sea all the way to reach Herzog, who was suspended not far above the sea.
"Seeking death!!" Perhaps because the distance was too far, Herzog finally saw the trajectory of Sun Haoran's actions clearly this time.
He laughed wildly and stabbed out the 'Tian Congyun' in his hand, his face ferocious. Unexpectedly, Sun Haoran didn't dodge, and directly hit the divine sword he raised.
The divine sword penetrated Sun Haoran's body seemingly mercilessly through the dark mist. Seeing this, Herzog laughed even more wildly.
His divine power is indeed unparalleled. He has seen the defensive power of the man in front of him before. No matter dragons or false gods, they have never broken through this man's defense. But at this moment, he is vulnerable to his divine sword, as if Papery.
But just when he thought he had successfully killed the man and was about to take out Tian Congyun, he was stunned.
Because he saw the mocking smile on Sun Haoran's face.
"I caught you." Sun Haoran sneered. Bang, bang, bang - Herzog became anxious and kept trying to pull out the sword stuck in Sun Haoran's body, but he only got a fierce clang in exchange.
Only then did he realize that he had not broken through the defense of the man in front of him, but that the other man's dark armor had caught his sword!
!
"How is that possible? Are you a monster!?" Herzog looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. No, it's impossible, use force!
Use force! Use force! Herzog's ferocious dragon hand kept exerting force. He was extremely confident in his power at this moment and would never be suppressed by a mere mortal.
No, no, no, absolutely impossible! As he exerted more force, the shock in his heart spread infinitely. He...he was really caught!
As the White King, as a god, with such a perfect body, he was suppressed by this human being!
The most important thing is that the other party hasn't even made a move yet! ! This is unreasonable! However, no matter how unbelievable Herzog is, he can only accept the cruel reality.
The next moment, severe pain came from the arm holding the sword. He forgot about abandoning the sword for a moment, or forgot about the consequences of continuing to hold the sword, and Sun Haoran grabbed his arm mercilessly.
"Ka-" The ferocious scales could not withstand Sun Haoran's pure and terrifying violence, and boiling dragon blood burst out from Herzog's arms.
"Is this what you call divine power?" Sun Haoran's face was covered with splattered blood, grinning.
Yes, this...isn't this right? When asked this question, even Herzog himself began to doubt his own power.
Theoretically speaking, he has transformed into a pure-blood dragon at this moment, transformed into a 'god'! They are the existences in this world second only to the Black King and the White King. In this world where the Black King and the White King have long since fallen, they should be invincible, but... why?
Why can't it even compare to a human being? must! There must be something wrong somewhere! That's right!
There must be something wrong! Herzog shook his head crazily, his strength, his strength was still growing! right! He can clearly feel the power flowing out of his body, and he can become stronger!
He has just mastered this body and is not yet able to use all its power proficiently! It'll be ready soon!
When he fully adapts to the divine power of this body, he will definitely be able to tear the humans in front of him to pieces!
"Let me go!" Herzog roared angrily. His strength is still increasing. As long as he is given some more time, he will definitely be able to crush this human being!
"Don't worry, I will let you go." Sun Haoran smiled and let go of his arm. Herzog flapped his wings and wanted to stay away, but how could Sun Haoran succeed at such a close distance?
"After all, you have to leave something behind." Herzog wanted to take off quickly, but Sun Haoran was faster. He watched in horror as the man's hand that he had just let go stretched out in front of him again.
This time the target was no longer his arm.
"Ah——" The painful screams echoed in the red well, and the hot dragon's blood sprayed on Sun Haoran's face, highlighting his cruel smile. He grabbed Herzog's new dragon wings, twisted them hard, and the bones A shattering sound sounded.
Sun Haoran knew that Herzog must not have received dragon flying training, and he must not be very skilled in the use of dragon wings. If he lets this guy fly freely, he will easily crash into the plane, and it will be bad if he hits some birds, so he kindly helps him Wings removed.
Herzog screamed in pain and struggled. His remaining wings kept flapping, but it was useless. His golden eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his already disgusting and hideous face became even more disgusting.
"My great God, what's wrong with you? Where did that unruly look just now go?" Sun Haoran asked him again.
Herzog did not answer Sun Haoran's question. He fell into the sea like a bird with broken wings, and then looked at Sun Haoran, who was still holding his wings, paddling backwards in fear as if he was pawing at a dog's pace.
"Are gods afraid too?" Sun Haoran dropped his wings, and black mist condensed under his feet, making him feel like walking on flat ground on the sea.
He stepped forward slowly and put his foot on the top of Herzog's head, letting him drink enough sea water.
"Don't just drink water..." Sun Haoran approached Herzog's horrified face indifferently and looked down at him.
"Are you going to answer my question?" Herzog's face was ferocious, his eyes full of unwillingness and resentment.
Did he not want to answer? How could he have a chance to answer now? At this moment, Herzog's heart was filled with endless unwillingness and anger.
Although it was a helpless choice, his body seizing process was obviously carried out perfectly. Apart from the lack of 'Dragon Heart', it could be described as flawless!
The embryo that perfectly usurped the pure-blooded dragon gave birth to this perfect divine body. But——Why did he lose to a mere human being?
This is simply unreasonable! Isn't the power he has now the power to destroy the world?
? The earth, mountains and sea seemed to feel his anger and trembled again. Stormy waves arose on the sea.
Herzog's eyes were fierce, and the damage to his body continued to be repaired at an alarming rate. Even the torn off dragon wings began to slowly grow new bones.
He wants to destroy, destroy this place, and bury everything here! The ancient mantra sounded in his mouth, which was the memory he inherited from this body.
However, before he could finish activating his speech spirit, he was lifted up from the sea by Sun Haoran like a chicken.
"Bang -" Sun Haoran lifted Herzog in the air with one hand, and hit Herzog's chest with a heavy hammer with the other hand.
The scales on Herzog's chest were shattered in an instant, his chest was sunken, his ribs were broken inch by inch, and a large mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth.
"I asked you to answer my questions, not to mutter those boring things." Sun Haoran stared at Herzog expressionlessly.
He felt that he was being too much of a bully, which made Herzog mad. He actually wanted to sing a world-destroying spirit in front of him.
This kind of chanting spirit is indeed very powerful. It will be very troublesome if it is really activated. However, it also has a fatal flaw, that is, the forward swing is too long. Even if the Dragon King comes in person, it will take a long time to chant.
This period of time was enough for him to kill Herzog countless times.
"Ahem...you...who are you?" Herzog asked in horror as he kept coughing up blood and struggled in Sun Haoran's hands.
The punch just now seemed to wake him up. He realized that it was not that his strength was too weak, but that the man in front of him was too strong.
Even the power of 'god' is vulnerable to this man! But... humans who surpass gods?
How can it be? How could there be such unnatural human beings in this world?
"Of course I am your Grandpa Sun~" Sun Haoran smiled jokingly,
"Speaking of which, you are really a stupid guy. Until now, haven't you discovered the crux of the problem? Everything about you is under my control, but you know nothing about me."
"!!" Hearing this, an inexplicable fear suddenly spread in Herzog's heart. He suddenly realized that all his previous ideas were wrong.
"Could it be that...your company...has been targeting me from the beginning?"
"Correct answer, reward your favorite big mouth~" Bang——
