Not only the one who was about to step on the Storm to death felt something strange, but the others were the same. They also felt something was slowly losing in their lives.

A strange feeling that one minute seems to be left with only fifty-nine seconds.

"Damn bastard, I actually forced me to use this trick." A very low voice came from the building, mixed with the strange sound of air flowing under my throat.

"Hey, aren't you dead?"

Su Mo, who had just dealt with the scarab, looked up at the building in the distance. The strange feeling just now seemed to be just shrouded within a certain range and did not affect Su Mo.

In the huge hole in the scarab under her feet, a small baseball slowly floated up, spinning in the air, completely throwing out the dirty things stained on it, and soon became clean.

The baseball flew back to Su Mo's hand. Su Mo casually threw the baseball on the scarab, making it bounce again, and grabbed it in his hand, looking at the building where Chris crashed into just now with interest.

Su Mo was very sure that the ball just now had completely smashed Chris' head.

It was just because the speed was too fast and it seemed that Chris survived, which was indeed a bit beyond Su Mo's expectations.

"It seems not as weak as I thought, it's interesting." A smile appeared on Su Mo's face.

In the big hole that had just been knocked out of the building, Chris slowly walked out, and a blue aura lingered on his body, becoming a huge blurred shadow behind him, looking a bit like a frog.

Chris' head, which should have exploded long ago, has returned to normal, but it is stained with a hint of blue air and a slightly strange stripe has climbed on his face.

Chris looked up and looked at Su Mo in the distance, with his face looking extremely ferocious.

"Young man, you seem to have touched the power you shouldn't have touched at all." Su Mo grabbed the baseball with his right hand and threw it at the scarab beetle under his feet. The baseball fell on the scarab's back and bounced up.

Baseball returned to Su Mo's hands again, but the positions of baseball and Su Mo have changed and have long been gone.

Instead, he appeared in front of Chris and looked at him, Su Mo had some strange malicious smile on his face.

"yes."

Chris had a ferocious face and stared at Su Mo in front of him. He understood that this was not a level of power that he could reach.

Even if he temporarily borrowed this power and continued some life, this method was like drinking poison to quench thirst. In the end, Chris would undoubtedly pay an extremely heavy price.

However, Chris was unwilling to give up.

He was really unwilling to give up. The direction of the original situation and all developments were under the control of Chris, and there was no difference from what he imagined.

It was nothing more than Su Mo who drove Gundam Wushuang once, forcing them to escape in a mess. Chris was a little surprised.

But that's all. It's just that. It's just because Chris doesn't want to waste time and strength on Gundam, who is about to be scrapped.

Chris' true strength can definitely surpass that Gundam.

Things have developed to that point, and it is obviously going well!

Chris used nanomechanical to end Gundam's final glory and ended K's final counterattack. Then, it should be a punch to knock Su Mo into pieces!

However, things changed drastically at that time.

Not to mention the change, the change was so fast that Chris didn't react at all. Su Mo's hateful smile in front of him was replaced by a white object.

Chris didn't know why the guy who was about to die could still laugh, and when he didn't figure out what the white thing was, a severe pain came from his face.

The severe pain "bang" the powerful force on Chris' fist to pieces.

An irresistible force came from the white object and flew out toward the back with Chris.

All this only happens between lightning and flames.

The stairs under Chris, who had already seen "Heaven", suddenly disappeared and fell from heaven to hell.

How could Chris accept such a huge gap? How could he be willing?

Therefore, when Chris was not completely dead, or the obsession in his heart stretched out his hand to the unknown taboo force.

Chris survived successfully and gained a powerful force, although this force did not belong to him at all.

But Chris can feel his strength now. Even in his most powerful state before, he is far less powerful than Chris now.

"I want you to pay!"

Chris looked at Su Mo and roared suddenly, and a wave of air spread out from all directions with him as the center.

Like a violent whirlwind, the heroes who were lying on the ground without the power of resistance were blown away like dolls and landed on the ground.

Several seriously injured were almost out of reach.

The Stormman, relying on his familiarity with "wind", barely allowed himself to land on the ground normally, instead of hitting it hard.

But even so, the Stormman, who had originally been indifferent, finally showed a solemn expression on his face.

He could see that the sudden storm did not come from the power deliberately released by Chris, but only from his roar and his momentum.

It is acceptable to have momentum that can overwhelm people.

But the momentum formed a strong wind, which could hurt people, which exceeded the expectation of the storm.

"Can the baseball demon boy be Chris' opponent?" The Storm couldn't help but think in his heart.

Although Su Mo showed great strength since the beginning.

But there is a strange feeling in this power. Judging from the performance alone, it is nothing more than super-high speed movement and the powerful power contained in baseball.

Apart from that, there seems to be nothing else.

This strange power is like a castle in the sky, giving people a illusory feeling, far less than the shock brought by Chris now.

"The price, what's the price?" Su Mo smiled, and the baseball in his hand disappeared.

"Um?"

Chris' eyes widened, his hands crossed in the shape of x in front of his face. With a crisp sound of bone cracks, Chris's feet stuck on the ground, but his body involuntarily retreated, leaving two traces on the ground.

The baseball whirled at the crossing of Chris' arms, leaving a deep bone-visible wound on Chris' arm like a meat grinder, and then landed on the ground.

Blood was covered with this white baseball, and the original ordinary sports goods looked so terrifying at this moment.

"Ha ha."

Chris laughed twice with some difficulty.

Although this blow caused Chris' right arm to crack and most of the blood and flesh on his forearm were cut off, he blocked it.

It was still blocked at such a close distance. This means that Chris is much stronger now, with the strength to confront and even kill Su Mo!

At least Chris himself thinks that, isn’t it just a baseball? Once the baseball is blocked, what else can Su Mo do?

Although Chris is injured now, the blue breath lingers on his arm, and the group of people around him feel the passing of time at the same time.

The wound on Chris's arm has recovered in a few blinks.

"The price is your life!"
Chapter completed!