Chapter 117: The punch reaches the flesh, the six-pointed star unites people and people
Human physique cannot be generalized.
Keith, Julian and others were unable to resist Sigma's ability and became puppets controlled by the other party. Wayne only felt noisy after hearing this.
Although the ancient god is also very noisy, he doesn't make a fuss. At least his voice sounds very magnetic and he is really making sense.
Unlike Sigma, when a whole renovation team is working on a septic tank, the electric drill is buzzing, and the flies are buzzing as well, making people distracted by the noise.
Shut up you!
No, that's not your mouth, it's a septic tank, a closed tank!
With a fierce look in his eyes, Wayne charged up a punch and hit Sigma in the face. The moment the opponent landed, his bent knees suddenly straightened, and he smashed the ground and ejected.
boom!
At this time, Sigma fell heavily to the ground and bounced lightly into the air.
The powerful and heavy knee roared like a cannonball, hitting Sigma's chest, causing a dull sound of broken bones and sunken chest.
Sigma seemed to have hit a high-speed car, his body bent, and he flew upside down for more than ten meters, hitting a big tree in the garden, shaking the tree crown and making a roar.
Wayne didn't give him time to react. He rushed forward with a few quick steps and waved his fists continuously, hitting his chest with all of them.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With a dull sound like a drum, blood flew out of Sigma's mouth as if for free, and blood arrows shot around, landing in large quantities on Wayne's fists and face.
Sigma's face flashed rapidly, like a display screen. Due to the continuous and strong collision, the screen flash could not be stabilized.
Wayne couldn't understand Sigma's immortality. It didn't matter. It didn't matter. There was no absolute immortality in the world, and his vest Death Knight was no exception.
Sigma's immortality is nothing more than relying on special abilities to support him. Beating him until his energy is exhausted and his blood bar shows up is the only way to die.
Wayne waved his arms like the wind, getting faster and faster, making a hissing sound as it rubbed against the air.
This was the first time that he let go of the use of his physical power. He had been somewhat dissatisfied for one reason or another before. The joy brought by his full release made him intoxicated, and the four light spots representing the essence of life beat violently.
The six-pointed stars are connected in series, and the lines of earth, fire, water, wind, air, and self are integrated into a whole.
It's not over yet, the six light points are connected again, and the hexagonal pattern is re-outlined on the outside of the hexagram.
Wayne, who was punching selflessly, did not notice this. He only knew that the power in his body was flowing continuously, and the more he dug, the bigger it became. The edge of his fist was wrapped in flames, destroying Sigma's body with powerful force, and then added a second time with the fire element. attack.
A corner of the garden was littered with blood and flesh.
Sigma tried to resist, but every time he raised his arms, his chest sunk and strong pain swept through his body and he was forced to give up. The big tree he was leaning against had bent to an extreme. As Wayne punched through his chest, the punch hit the trunk of the tree, and the tree snapped in half.
The tree has a long history in St Dominic's Cathedral, having been planted by a cardinal himself when the Holy See of the Father was still weak at Windsor.
The cardinal was promoted to pope ten years later, and the tree grew taller and its symbolic meaning became even more extraordinary.
Click!
Wayne punched through Sigma's chest, and the rising power made him eager to vent. He pressed Sigma's face to the ground, closed his fists, inhaled, and unleashed another crazy output.
This time, instead of beating the tree, I hit the ground.
Sigma was like a piece of rag that was rubbed on the ground. His vitality was extremely tenacious and he could not die even after dying hundreds of times.
The ability that he was originally proud of now became Wayne's biggest accomplice in tormenting him. He stretched out his trembling fingers and drew an inverted pentagram formation on the ground.
It took Sigma a full fifteen seconds and a lot of life to complete the palm-sized magic circle.
The black light surged, and Wayne was knocked over by the black light. He flipped his balance in mid-air and landed lightly on the ground. He took a few steps back before stopping.
His fists were itching and his muscles were jumping for joy. He still wanted to do it again.
At this time, Wayne noticed that the six-pointed star in his body was completely formed, not when he was reading a book or writing a diary, but when he was fighting with his fists.
"Sure enough, magicians and muscles go better together..."
After waiting for the six-pointed star to take shape for many days, Wayne thought he would be very excited, but at this time, he was not overly happy and felt calm inside.
He took a deep breath and looked intently at the black robe on Sigma's body. The word 'greed' was clearly written on his blood-stained face.
The chest was smashed, no, punched through. The black robe was still intact, not even stained with blood. This... this was clearly the one he had thrown away before.
No wonder I haven't found it yet. It turned out to be stolen by your boy.
What a shame, it must be returned to its original owner today!
Sigma stood up holding his chest and looked at Wayne in disbelief. He wanted to say something, but he could only cough repeatedly.
"You can't even take a beating, but you still call me a minion of the devil. Go to hell!"
Wayne smiled ferociously, and his pulsating muscles made him unbearable, and he couldn't wait to rush towards Sigma.
Sigma was in chaos and died hundreds of times in a row. The intense pain made it impossible for him to stay rational, lest he fall into the passive beating situation again. The faces on his face jumped rapidly, and merged into one.
A face that is not very handsome, but undoubtedly very temperamental.
His eyes are deep and bright, revealing the light of wisdom, and his eyebrows are thick and long, like two knight's swords, guarding his reserved thoughts and emotions.
Deep and wise, like a thinking philosopher.
“Ahhhh————”
Sigma's body expanded rapidly, and his height increased by more than two meters. He took over too many thoughts at once, and he couldn't help but howl.
At the same time, his bulging manly physique made his head look disproportionate.
His eyes were red, and he was spitting out white steam. The muscles under his skin were crawling and itching, which made him extremely painful. He took off his slightly tight black robe, revealing a strong and terrifying body.
The muscles of the naked body were tangled, and the veins under the skin were tangled and beating. As the chest rose and fell violently, the tight muscles continued to expand.
His body temperature was extremely high, and the hot air he exhaled was visible to the naked eye. The hot air spread through his muscles and skin, forming air masses around him, making his body look distorted and blurry and unreal.
Sigma's eyes were red, his entire face turned purple, his heart was beating loudly, and his blood was rushing through his blood vessels, as if it could burst at any time.
He took a step forward, his body slightly unsteady. After two steps, he suddenly increased his speed. His bear-like body punched through the air, carrying a billowing heat wave straight towards Wayne.
The hot wind hit his face, and Wayne narrowed his eyes slightly.
His intuition told him that it was time to turn to magic instead of being reckless.
Fist told him that he should act recklessly if he wanted to use any magic!
Wayne's fist itched, and every muscle in his body was shaking. The six-pointed star took shape, and the essence of life underwent a transformation. He chose to trust his intuition, raised his fist and used physical magic.
The two arrows from the string collided together, fists collided, the air exploded, and the huge sound made the surrounding bushes tremble.
Wayne took a few steps back and stepped on a deep hole under his feet to release his force. Sigma kept his punching posture and moved back a few meters, plowing two traces on the garden lawn with his feet.
He looked at Wayne in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief, muttering that it was impossible, it was absolutely impossible for humans. The horror in his eyes turned to anger, he roared heat waves in his mouth, and rushed out again.
Wayne punched hard without using any fighting skills. He punched recklessly without any thought of dodge. He needed to familiarize himself with his strength as soon as possible and understand his peak limit. Bang!
The two figures smashed into the corridor wall and entered the cathedral from the garden. This was an office with five desks and a large number of file cabinets.
One big and one small, two brutal beasts collided and wreaked havoc on the office, smashing the desks into pieces and sending documents flying all over the sky.
Sigma pushed his abilities to the limit and gathered the power of countless people. His physical strength had already exceeded the limit of human beings. He pumped his fists tirelessly again and again. The hot wind was rising all over his body, and his figure became increasingly blurred.
Fists rained down, and Wayne felt pleasure in the pain.
He is right. When the six-pointed star takes shape, the essence of life changes. This is a beginning, not an end. Waiting in place cannot explore your own limits. Only by pursuing victory can you become more courageous with every setback.
Ten minutes later, Wayne and Sigma broke into the fourth office.
Due to the severe pain, Sigma fell into madness, his breathing was rapid and chaotic, and although his punching power was not reduced at all, his steps were far less vigorous than before.
The more Wayne fought, the stronger he became. He had already reached his peak. Looking at the figure rushing towards him at extremely fast speeds, he felt calm. He turned sideways to avoid the wind of the fist, tapped the toes of his left foot on the ground, moved sideways across a semicircle, and volleyed with his straight right leg. And out.
The wind on his legs was thick and sharp, and his trousers hissed, like a black python hissing and spitting out messages, heading straight for Sigma's fragile neck.
The head is Sigma's fatal weakness. It is completely out of proportion to the strong limbs and torso, especially the neck. Although it is thicker, it still looks thin and funny overall.
The powerful and heavy whip kick came towards me. Sigma had no time to dodge and hurriedly raised his hand to block.
With a bang, the blocking arm pressed hard on his face, and his body flew out uncontrollably.
There was another loud noise, the office wall collapsed, and Sigma flew out of the corridor and landed in front of the warehouse.
The blood-stained body was covered with dust, with patches of black and white on his body. There was a buzzing in his ears, and he staggered up with a trembling body.
A double image flashed across his face, and his ability was on the verge of collapse. He shook his head to dispel the drowsiness, and tried to focus his eyes to find Wayne.
"Don't look, I'm behind you."
Wayne stepped forward, with earth and rocks shattering under his feet. The moment Sigma turned around, he jumped into the air and hit the opponent's door hard with his knees.
Hearing a crack of bones, Sigma rose into the air, and his already 'slender' neck suddenly stretched.
Sigma fell to the ground, vomiting blood and gasping for dirty breath. His breathing was so messy that he could not control it. It was only his willpower that kept his ability from collapsing.
He slowly climbed up with his hands on the ground.
Wayne narrowed his eyes slightly, refused the champagne offered to him, and hit Sigma's left abdomen with a powerful uppercut.
Warm it up first and drink it later!
Wayne took a step forward, then used his side arm to exert force, his fist drew a sharp arc, and hit Sigma hard in the face. The moment he leaned back and was about to fall, Xiao Xian stepped forward, hugged the opponent's leaning body, and knocked him to the ground.
Combo trigger!
Wayne clasped Sigma's ankle, lifted it up, elbowed the opponent's thigh first, then hugged the thick thigh and threw him far away.
He was extremely fast. He lowered his head and leaned forward. Sigma stood up unsteadily. His face was covered with blood from a series of left and right uppercuts, and then he was directly knocked away by a knee to the chest.
boom!
The walls of the warehouse were dented, with spider web patterns blooming. Sigma was embedded in the wall, completely silent.
He was steaming, his swollen muscles contracted, and returned to their original appearance. His empty eyes stared at the ground, losing focus and gradually becoming dim.
This time, his face no longer danced, and blood flowed down the wall and gathered into a pool on the ground.
boom!
Afterimages flashed by, and the thick warehouse walls collapsed and shattered.
Wayne collapsed Sigma's chest with a punch and smashed him into the warehouse. Looking at the motionless body, he charged up a kick to the bent head.
Snap!
A head flew out and smashed into the wall, smeared everywhere.
After repeated touch-ups, Wayne could barely confirm that the enemy was really dead.
But not enough!
He waved his hand to summon the fire element, inserted his five fingers into the mud-like chest, and roasted it into charcoal from the inside out.
The villain only does this if he repeatedly hits the target without destroying the corpse, and all the positive characters know to leave the corpse behind. Otherwise, there would be no proof, and Wayne would be unable to prove that he had nothing to do with the cathedral's warehouse theft.
After taking care of the enemy, Wayne wiped the blood and mud from his face and made it into a ball. A ball of water vapor appeared in front of him, washing away the dirt on his hands.
He took out his handkerchief and wiped the water stains, put on white gloves, rummaged through the first area and picked it up.
The sculptures are exquisite and gorgeous. They are very old and have great collection value. The imitation armors and weapons are also made by famous people. Although they are fakes, the artistic content is as high as two or three stories high and can be sold for a lot of money.
"It's a pity that the trunk is not that big, so these treasures are not available to me." Wayne touched around and shook his head regretfully.
"Wei, Mr. Wayne..."
Bishop Keith, who was tied up, opened his eyes and saw Wayne's sneaky figure in a daze.
"What the hell, Wayne, you became my dog and you still care about outsiders." Wayne lowered his voice, stepped forward quickly, and knocked Keith unconscious with his knife.
He entered the second area of the warehouse, found a box, poured the valuable jewelry into it, carried it hummingly to the garden, and controlled the vines to move it underground.
"By the way, there is also a robe. I almost forgot to return it to its original owner."
Afterwards, Wayne went to the third area and kidnapped nearly a hundred precious ancient books.
Saved a third to borrow next time.
After finishing everything, Wayne used water vapor to wash his face, took back his white gloves and came to Keith.
The vines loosened and put down all the clergy. Wayne called loudly, with an urgent tone and a serious look on his face as if he was guarding justice!
"Bishop Keith, Bishop, wake up quickly."
"..."
Keith opened his eyes dizzily, touched the back of his neck, and gasped: "Mr. Wayne, why did you knock me out just now?"
"Bishop Keith, what nonsense are you talking about? I just defeated the devil's followers, when did I attack you?"
Wayne looked surprised and puzzled: "If you think about it again, did you remember it wrong, or did you see the wrong person?"
is that so?
Keith's head was dizzy, he felt like his thoughts had been squeezed out, and his muscles ached all over his body. He thought about it carefully and realized that he might have really seen it wrong because he felt dizzy just now.
"What's wrong, servant of the devil!"
Keith woke up from a dream and jumped up from the ground.
He only remembered chasing him to the cafe, and then his vision went dark, and the whole world fell into darkness.
Keith patted the broken head and tried to recall: "I remember confessing to my father, and one night, many people, and black candles..."
(End of chapter)