Chapter 473: Cultivation, Tempering, Crazy Bomb (4k)(2/2)
The walls collapsed in an instant, concrete blocks flying everywhere; the ground undulated like waves, and cracks spread quickly like spider webs.
Dust, gravel, and debris were instantly swept into the air, forming a chaotic whirlpool. Flames burned in the center of the explosion, releasing blazing light and billowing black smoke, shrouding everything around them in a sea of fire.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Those mindless self-destructors have long been reduced to ashes at this moment, integrated with the ruins, and their bodies have been filled with a
This highly corrosive venom also vaporized and evaporated instantly, causing the concrete and steel bars in the ruins to begin to melt rapidly.
"The 'living dead' with only the brainstem to maintain basic life activities? After a series of brain experiments, the brain tissue was almost completely cut off, and the self-consciousness has long since dissipated... but even the last small piece was not given.
Let it go?"
Zhao Qing was deep in thought. He gently stroked his palm again and slowly pushed it downwards. He used the highly rotating Gang Qi field to withstand the residual power of the shock wave, saved Fingel who was almost injured, and used all kinds of poisonous gases.
Blows toward the depths of the ground.
And as her thoughts moved slightly, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sword, which was originally staying at the edge of the ninth floor underground, suddenly accelerated and shot out from the data room. The sword wind brought by it crushed the guard at the door to pieces, and then continued to pass through.
He passed through several explosion-proof doors and flew towards the central control room.
This is Zhao Qing who finally found the design structure of the entire underground secret base and determined the location of the commander. She thought about it and felt that her purpose of observing the combat power of hybrids and the effectiveness of modern weapons here has been roughly achieved.
It's time to clear the place.
Looking at the sudden disappearance of several red dots on the screen, Arnold originally thought that the situation was stable, but after just a second or two of silence, he suddenly felt a biting chill coming from his limbs, followed by a light feeling as his body lost balance.
He looked down in horror, only to see that his limbs were gone, and his body fell to the ground like a severed tree stump. Only his head and torso were left. The Deadpool scales he wore did not protect him at all.
The pain of losing a limb was like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, but strangely, because the incision was instantly frozen, Arnold did not feel the warmth of the blood loss. This cold pain was more unbearable than any bleeding wound.
"Sword Control?" Arnold shouted in fear and despair, but his voice had become weak and weak. That was because the extremely cold breath quickly penetrated his body from the wound and began to freeze his flowing dragon blood: "
Stop! Stop! I can provide you with the information you need!"
"There are several W79-0 neutron bombs buried around this damn place, each with a yield of 1,100 tons... You don't want to trigger a nuclear explosion and perish with a loser like me, right?"
Chapter completed!