Chapter 2107: Black pharaoh

The squirming cocoon broke a small hole. The material that made it was originally smoke, but now it has solid physical matter, and the transformation seems to be completed in an instant without sound.

This is a bit difficult to understand, because it is unreasonable, there are very few demon gods that can convert energy into matter, let alone do it in the blink of an eye.

It is neither scientific nor magic.

But don't go through this dead end. When you meet the ancients, don't go deep into something unreasonable and unreasonable. If one is not good, you will go crazy first.

Some black water flowed out of the small opening, the death knell was fast, and his backhand took out a hot melt grenade from his pocket and stuffed it in.

"Puff."

It can be said to be no effect. The viscosity of black water is far beyond imagination. After the grenade exploded inside the cocoon, it only made a fart sound, let alone deflagration, not even a spark was seen.

"..."

Black Cocoon twisted, it didn't fight back, but it seemed to be itching, waiting for the death knell to scratch it.

The opening on the cocoon bends and becomes a ‘√’ angle, as if laughing.

Su Ming is also not polite, clenching his fist is a cosmic energy. Since the other party wants to test his attack power, it's just as it wants.

There was Susan's lighting in the corridor, but now it is mixed with colorful glare. A beam of light as thick as a bucket hits the cocoon directly, and the light is like splashing water, splashing around.

The black cocoon was like a stone in a torrent. The water splashed on it and flowed elsewhere. It moved slightly, rolled back a few steps, and then it had no effect.

Su Ming shook his hand and stopped the energy attack. The opponent's body strength was too high. This kind of attack was difficult to achieve, and it was even worse than the damage caused by X Metal.

He turned his head and looked at Dum in the warehouse. The robots had already burned the corpses, searching for props in the scorched powder in the smoke.

The crisp bones were crushed by the metal soles, and there was a creaking sound. This sound was creepy.

But Dumu was still calm, he just watched the progress on the death knell, as if waiting for something.

"Susan, create a giant stand to envelop me and the enemy, strengthen it, and strengthen it with all your strength." The death knell tilted his head and ordered the woman behind him, and then he took out the planet bomb from his pocket.

After several tentative attacks, he knew how strong this cocoon was.

Taking out the star-destroying props shouldn’t cause any threat to the outside world. I put the bomb in through the crack and let the invisible woman put on a few layers of shells, and use the cloak to add another layer of protection, enough to prevent everyone from being Buried alive.

Susan lowered her head and looked at the heel of the death knell. He would not let her look at the enemy directly, so she could only judge the position by looking at her own feet.

She raised her hands, gritted her teeth and pushed out an invisible huge force field box, enclosing the death knell and everything not far in front of him.

Then she saw that the cloak of the death knell suddenly became huge, covering the inner side of the transparent stand with another layer, completely cutting off her sight.

A few seconds later, a strong light was emitted from the cloak, and the black cloak was illuminated transparently, like a window paper.

What's going on inside? The death knell is not dead, right? What about the enemy?

"The death knell?"

She approached a little and looked up, but no one responded to her, the force field was still there, and the cloak remained motionless.

At this time, Dum had found something, his robot was holding many dimensional teleporters and polarity converters, and a black-gray weird crystal was being played with by Deadpool.

"Victor, the battle between Death Knell and the enemy used planetary bombs, the kind he used to blow up the planet before, but the explosion energy just now seemed to be constrained by something. I don't know what his situation is now."

These days, she has regarded Wilson's two brothers as her teammates. Now that there is no life or death, she is certainly a little nervous.

"Relax, Adu, Susan." Wade lifted his mask and sniffed the crystals, then stretched out his rotten tongue and licked it: "My cousin is not that easy to die. He doesn't do anything uncertain. , You go out first, I will stay here to meet him."

"Okay, we're waiting for you on the floating island." Dumu didn't feel frustrated at all, took the robot, pulled Susan's arm and quickly left.

Deadpool sniffed and clamped the irregular crystals under his armpits. He strolled over to the cube with a layer of magic floating cloak as wallpaper, and tapped with his fingers.

"Open the door, cousin, you open the door, I know you are at home, you have the ability to blew up, do you have the ability to open the door?"

A few seconds later, he heard the death knell: "Dum and they left?"

"Let's go, the two have already left, maybe they are anxious to go back and get a shot. I think they are very excited when they have hope of getting out of trouble." Deadpool leaned on one shoulder and leaned against the cube, and yawned:" Do you know if there is a monster inside? I used alien potatoes several times last night, and now I am a little sleepy, and I want to sleep. Not enough rest will affect my skin."

He twisted his body as he spoke, looking very pretentious.

The cloak opened slowly, and it retracted to the death knell, revealing the scene inside the cube.

Deadpool saw that all the flesh and blood on the front of his cousin's body disappeared. Strangulation was rolling and repairing his body. A few steps in front of him was a black man standing there with his chin up.

It was a dark-skinned, tall and thin man with a hearty smile.

He has a haughty manner, and his dark appearance exudes an attraction, and such attraction belongs to either the dark **** or the fallen archangel.

"Wow, friends, this black man and cousin are a perfect match."

Wade's head turned to the open space on the side again, and his mouth pursed:

"Dark, these two people are too dark, I seem to see both of them smoking black smoke... What? You said you all know this black man? His name is Aubama, and he will become President of the United States? Please ~www.NovelMTL.com~ who can you lie to? I won't believe you can know the future unless someone gives me some super rockets or treasure maps, hehe..."

I don't know if he really received the gift. After thanking him for a while, he pulled back to the topic and started talking to Death Knell.

"Then cousin, do you still want to come out? Or I will take a step first. How many more days will you play with your new friend?"

"Cough cough, play with your head." Su Ming vomited blood. The black cocoon was really strong enough. It didn't hurt to put a planet bomb in it, but he was shattered with some flesh and blood: "This is black Pharaoh, we were lucky and met an avatar who can communicate."

The black man was still smiling. He nodded, and the surrounding squares burst like broken sand, falling to the ground and disappearing:

"Yes, I have no malice. This is just a small game I played with civilizations on this planet. You just passed by here. The game time between us has not yet arrived."

Deadpool nodded and expressed his understanding: "Because they are not playful, they are played to death. This is the same as when you go out to find a street girl. She fell ill and died while playing. It has nothing to do with you."

"Hehe, you are so humorous." The black man bypassed the death knell and reached out to Deadpool and stretched out his hand. With an indescribable aura, as if he was born superior, he said: "I made a death knell with me. Deal, you return me what belongs to me, and we will see you in a few years."

"Slade?"

Deadpool hid the trioctahedron behind him and craned his neck to ask his cousin for advice.

Su Ming nodded. If you can communicate, there is no need to flip the cards here. It is also a hassle to hold things like old tokens.

"Give it to him, and then we go home."

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