The body of the Nero Gaia tribe that appeared in front of everyone was unusually huge, more than twice as big as the ordinary ones. The armor covering the body also looked ferocious and rough. What shocked everyone even more was that it was flying in the air from behind.
The seven tails.【】
The Nero Gaia tribe slowly stood up, and a huge aura suddenly spread out in all directions.
"Seven... Seven Tails..." About half of the apostles couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Harold looked at the person in front of him with a smile on his face.
"Power Knight Pikas!" he suddenly shouted at the other party.
Pikas slowly raised his head and looked at Harold, "What a surprise, someone actually knows my name." His voice was low and dull, as if tens of thousands of rhinos were trampling the earth at the same time.
"Humph, you forgot, we once had a battle!" Harold said.
Pikasi stared at Harold for a few seconds and shook his head again, "I don't remember. My memory is only for warriors, and those who are not remembered are called cowards in the eyes of the world. I don't remember you, which means you
He is a coward."
Harold grinned widely and didn't stop until seven or eight seconds later.
At this time, Pikasi frowned slightly and said, "No, my combat intuition tells me that you can be regarded as an opponent. Maybe there is something wrong with my memory."
Harold smiled and said, "Your memory is fine, but that time, I ran away before the outcome of the battle was decided. However, it needs to be explained here that this escape was not my intention. I really wanted to finish the fight."
In that case, time just didn’t allow it.”
Pikasi nodded, "Then, let's get started."
"Just what I wanted." Harold grinned.
Everyone in the North American Zhouxu stood behind Harold and looked at the two men. The first words that came out of their minds were, two lunatics!
From the conversation between these two people, there was no sense of the difference between the camps, nor the meaning of fighting and killing. There was only one purpose, and that was pure fighting. Everyone resonated and felt like a fighting machine.
While sighing in their hearts, the apostles retreated far away, leaving these two fighting machines alone on an empty street.
"Everyone, go ahead and wait for me on the shoreline!" Harold's voice came from afar.
"Yes!" The leading apostle responded immediately, feeling lucky again. Having the God of Thunder to fight against the seven-tailed beast had solved a huge problem for himself and others. Otherwise, he would have had to wait for death.
A group of people behind them left along a diagonal street, but Pikachu was unmoved and had no intention of blocking them.
"Come on." Harold staggered his feet and got into a posture. Lightning flashed on the muscles of his body, and the ground beneath his feet shattered, and they suddenly floated into the air.
Facing the astonishing momentum, Pikasi just shook his head.
"It's useless." He said, "You can't beat me. You and your brothers were no match for me in that battle, let alone you alone."
Harold smiled and said, "It turns out that the other party has always remembered that battle, but just pretended not to remember."
"I'm sorry to disappoint you last time." He smiled. "That time I just received an order to deliberately defeat you, so I didn't use all my strength. But this time is different. If you don't want to die, you can use
Just do your best.”
"Okay, I will accept your suggestion for now." Piccas said solemnly, then opened his hands, and his whole body was suddenly covered in white light.
Harold gritted his teeth and smiled, and the lightning around him flashed violently.
As the two stood facing each other, the ground beneath their feet simultaneously shattered and opened. Two powerful airflows scattered after colliding with each other, blowing the buildings and facilities on both sides of the street backwards and flying up.
As the entire block shook and shook violently, two bodies emitting a strong light slowly approached each other. Piccas swung his fist and punched Harold.
Harold opened his five fingers, but the punch was caught heavily in his palm. The bodies of both of them shook at the same time, and a fan of thunder light suddenly appeared at the junction of the fists and palms.
Harold then turned and punched again, but Piccas also caught it with one hand.
The two people clasped their hands together, and the light in each body became a little more intense. The two people entered the wrestling state, their bodies rattled, the ground suddenly collapsed and shattered, the two people fell into a pit, and the veins and blood vessels all over their bodies bulged.
Picas's arms shook, and with a sudden cry of strength, he suddenly lifted Harold's body high in the air, and threw him backwards. Harold's whole body flipped 180 degrees, and his feet fell down.
, but he stood firmly on the ground, and with a strong thrust from his waist, he actually threw Pikachu away.
Under the tremendous force, Picas' body flew far away and smashed directly into the Empire State Building.
Harold clapped his hands and shouted, "Come on!"
In the next second, a white light suddenly rushed out from the broken building, and hit Harold hard like a meteor. The latter crossed his arms to block the opponent's body, but his whole body was rushed backwards.
, the two bodies rushed through an unknown number of blocks, plowing a deep ravine on the ground.
After the two of them slid rapidly for nearly a kilometer in the city, Harold finally slowly stopped the opponent's momentum. Then he shouted loudly, his muscles bulged, and a thunder and lightning surged down behind him, and his whole body turned into a blazing eye.
Lei Guang resisted the opponent and suddenly rushed back.
When Pikasi stabilized his body, the two of them returned to the same place. At this moment, the two of them looked at each other, their muscles continued to bulge, and the light of the origin and the lightning collided with each other fiercely, sublimating
To the point where it seems to swallow everything.
In an instant, a dazzling beam of light surged from the city and penetrated straight into the sky. After colliding with the bottom of the Lost City, tens of thousands of light streams were emitted from the barrier and spread in all directions, making it extremely brilliant.
In the 5 cities that had been obscured by smoke, dust and light mist, the only Empire State Building standing in the field of vision was shaking like a blade of grass in the wind. Finally, it made a hoarse cracking sound and slowly collapsed.
From the smoke, a figure suddenly jumped out. Picas flew straight into the air, just in time to catch up with a shadow that covered him. He turned around slightly, but he saw the Empire State Building, which was hundreds of meters high, falling towards him.
He leaned his arms backwards and actually supported the multi-million-ton building above his head. He suddenly turned his arms and broke the long building. The nearly 100-meter-long building crashed downwards.
.
Half of the building was like a stump of a giant beast, suddenly inserted deep into the ground. The glass and concrete walls shattered one after another, causing pain to the civilians hiding in the building. Accompanied by screams, one after another
The figures flew out of the mouth. Perhaps these people never dreamed that they would die in this way.