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Part One, Part Two: The Changing World, the Wave is Coming 896 Magic Spear Morpheus

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    A violent explosion once again enveloped the city of London. The fierce flames were carried by the impact ring and extended into a vast canopy of flames at an altitude of hundreds of meters.  The explosion was so violent that the heat signal released formed a large and thrilling bright spot in the British satellite monitoring.  The officers in the British command headquarters broke out in cold sweat. The brightness of the bright spot was so exaggerated, it was like more than ten cloud bombs exploding at the same time.  If this explosion really happened in London, I am afraid that two blocks would be completely destroyed and no grass would grow. Buckingham Palace, which is not far from the origin of the explosion, would also be seriously affected.  "Quickly, speed up the Queen's evacuation. We must retreat to an absolutely safe location immediately!" Veins popped up on the British commander's face. He stared at the satellite picture and gritted his teeth and said: "It must have been done by those smashing people. Only those who did this kind of thing.  Only a group of so-called chosen ones can do it! Damn it, all those dangerous guys should be killed!" The British commander was fierce here, and on the other side, under the bright sky of flames, Mercedes-Benz marched forward.  Running around.  The Mercedes-Benz was not running very fast, but the steel chariot behind it did not catch up. It even slowed down slightly for a moment, and even the ferocious and fierce pursuit spirit that was determined to win was instantly restrained a lot.  The bald man with the pattern on his face looked at the tattered Mercedes-Benz in front of him, then looked up at the sea of ??flames above, then looked down at the car, then looked up at the sky, looking down and up so many times that his mind seemed to be unable to turn around at once.  It got stuck at a bend.  "Whatwhat happened?" The bald man retreated into the car with an inexplicable look on his face, and asked with a question mark on the big man like a mountain of muscles: "I can sense that what just exploded should be my previous one."  The bombs I made, including the big guy on the head, and the little fireworks just now, are all works of art I made before. But why did my bomb suddenly explode in the sky and that bastard looking for death went there again?  Where is it?" Muscle Mountain grinned and said in a cruel voice: "That bastard who is looking for death is dead?" "Look at this," and what was playing on it was what just exploded.  scene.  Through the extremely high-definition camera, which zoomed in and reduced the light intensity many times, the bald man saw the whole process of a familiar figure being torn into pieces by the shock wave in the violent fireball and burned into dust by the flames.  Although it was a video without sound, the bald man's ears seemed to be filled with the miserable howl of a gloomy middle-aged man.  "Explosion, that's art" he subconsciously said a mantra, and the bald man smiled ferociously, but was also scared at the same time.  He was sweating, frightened and frightened: "Wait, doesn't this mean there is a master in the car in front? This master is enough to send that bastard and my artwork hundreds of meters away in an instant? Fuck! Why not advance?  Tell us we are dealing with such a strong man!" "It is certain that a master can escape from [God] with his life, but it is impossible for him to be an ordinary person, but don't be frightened, that person in the car.  Someone once said something arrogantly, and I remember it very clearly: What looks strong may not really be strong. Now, I completely slapped this sentence back to her with a muscular expression.  Extremely sarcastic, with a crazy joy of revenge: "Many times, seemingly incredible attacks are actually derived from some unattractive tricks or extremely rare props." The question mark of the bald man still does not go away: "  What do you mean? " "I mean, I have always wanted to know how that person escaped from [God]. I have always wanted to know what kind of trump card she has. After all, as the second best person in the world,  [God] is really not an ordinary character. The reason why I lingered for so long is because I know that only by being cautious can you live well.  From high in the sky, he inexplicably returns the attack and blows up the earl with the disappearing box. This kind of ability is only a space prop of the Nature Master." "That's it!" The bald man suddenly understood: "That thing is quite rare.  There is no price in the black market, and it is impossible to buy it. I said, this woman has nothing to do with the natural leader, right? " "Whether it has anything to do with it is not a question we should consider.  Relationship, even if the leader of nature is not happy, he has [God] to support him. Even if the leader of nature is the top eight in the world, can he have the courage to take action against [god], the second best person in the world?  ?" Muscle Mountain stood up slowly, with fierceness in his eyes: "We have been following and testing for so long, now it is time for us to completely surround the prey!" "Rumble, the engine of the steel chariot spewed heat and suddenly accelerated.  Keep up the good work.  In the Mercedes-Benz in front, Orlando, who kept turning his head to look back, couldn't help but patted the seat and said nervously: "It seems they didn't give up, they caught up."Come and take a look, those weirdos appear again!  " Jonathan couldn't help but look back, and saw that the roof of the steel chariot behind him was suddenly opened, and the strong men he had seen before rushed out of the chariot. After a short repair, the scars on their bodies  Already half healed, these weird guys are stronger than the blood slaves who were stimulated by the secret method before. They are panting and running wildly on the streets with their limbs like wild beasts. Their eyes are red and their mouths are snarling.  With teeth growing out of their throats, roars coming from their throats, and black hair growing all over their bodies, Orlando was basically certain that these guys were the legendary werewolves. And these werewolves chased after them extremely quickly. They did not attack immediately, but looked like they were real.  They were cruising around the car like a pack of wolves, shooting feints from time to time to test the reality of the three people in the car. Orlando was much calmer now, at least he no longer screamed at the top of his lungs.  He couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. Those werewolf's so-called feint shots were still too much pressure for this ordinary old man. Orlando turned around subconsciously and saw the calm-looking Jonathan.  Carefully chatting: "I said, are you the legendary Chosen One?  " Jonathan's answer was beyond the old man's expectation: "No.  " "Are you an ordinary earthling?  So you're not afraid?  " "I am an Earthling, but not an ordinary Earthling," Jonathan seemed motionless, but seemed to be ready to take action. He did not look at Orlando, he only looked at the werewolves who were far or near,  Just like a master of sea survival looking at the dorsal fin of a shark on the water, something that others are afraid of seems to him like it can be turned into a snack if he reaches out and grabs it: "I am the strongest one.  ¡± That strong overflowing self-confidence, that irresistible pride, instantly made Orlando feel dazed. He seemed to see the shadow of another person in Jonathan, the one who could make people sacrifice their knees at every moment.  Yang Qi's voice interrupted Orlando's memories: "Comrade Jiesbon seems to be full of confidence, okay, how do you deal with the guy blocking the road in front of you?  "    "Front?  " Jonathan suddenly turned his head and looked forward. Before Yang Qi spoke, he did not notice that there was anyone in front of him, which already explained a lot of problems. " The flame sky was almost dimmed and extinguished. In the last corner of the light, Jonathan saw that there was someone in front of him.  Directly in front of the Mercedes-Benz, at the end of London Bridge, stood a thin figure in the middle of the street. The man's face was covered with a mask, only revealing a pair of cold and evil eyes. There were large black shadows around the eyes, exuding a strange aura.  When this man stood on the street, the feeling of oppression was several times stronger than that of a dozen werewolves bundled together. Facing the speeding car, this thin man gently took it from his crotch like a cowboy in the Western era.  A handgun with an extremely strange shape was produced. The caliber of this handgun was very large, and the barrel was so thick that three fingers could fit inside it. The overall style of the gun was very retro, just like a flintlock gun taken out of a museum.  But when such a weird pistol was pointed at him from a distance, Jonathan couldn't help but stand on his head, and his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a pinhead. "I think I've seen this gun before.  Yang Qi tilted her head and nodded her chin and thought for a while, then snapped her fingers and thought: "Oh, yes, yes, I saw a cartoon icon when browsing the World Observation Bureau's rankings.  This is the gun that was painted.  That guy's name is 'Magic Spear Morpheus', and he is a firearms master as famous as the Black Spear Gaia.  The current ranking on the Tianban Ranking" Yang Qi took out her mobile phone, took a photo, and broadcast the latest news: "Top 300.  " "The first three hundred!  " Top 300 on the Heavenly Ranking, what is the concept! Before Jonathan could complete his preliminary assessment of the strength of the magic gun Morpheus, Morpheus had already opened fire. He gently pulled the trigger, neither fast nor slow, in a strong  There is even a sense of slowness and laziness in the eyes of a master like Nathan. With such shooting speed, not to mention a chosen one, even a veteran who has experienced war can turn the steering wheel in time and complete the predictable dodge.  The moment the trigger was pulled to the end, a strong sense of crisis instantly stimulated Jonathan's forehead and the hair all over his body could not help but explode. It was not only Jonathan's hair that exploded, but also his hair.  A lot of other things. Looking at it from Jonathan's perspective, starting from the muzzle of the magic gun Morpheus, the air suddenly became distorted, the scenery became blurry and weird.  , the smooth asphalt suddenly turned into a tangled mess, the vehicles blocking the front of the Mercedes-Benz were also twisted, and those high-end consumer goods abandoned by their owners on the road suddenly turned into the most scattered parts, even the strongest frame parts could not survive.  Remain intact. This distortion is like a cannonball.In a short moment, it suddenly hit the Mercedes-Benz.  (To be continued.) 8
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