I’m In Charge of SCP

Zhang Jue crawled to avoid a wave of attacks, lingering behind the wreckage of a building.

Not long ago, he was blatantly trying to teach Ion.

However, in such a short time, he has been bruised all over his body.

You know, the other party is an evil god.

Although he is a newly promoted god, his power and human beings are no longer on the same level.

With Zhang Jue's current strength, let alone educating each other, it is already very rare not to be killed by a spike.

This tells everyone that there is a price to pretend to be.

Zhang Jue looked at his watch, and the hour hand on it was about to point to the 6 position. It was about to dawn in a while, and he didn't know if he could hold on to that time.

Ion looked at where Zhang Jue was hiding, and smiled.

With the index finger of his right hand, a small meteorite fell from the sky, pulling a long tail flame, and hitting the building.

boom--

There was a violent explosion, and the whole building suddenly became a piece of scorched earth.

As a god, gestures are the power of heaven and earth.

Among the ruins, a figure stood up from inside.

It is Zhang Jue.

He is naked, his chest and his younger generations are covered by unknown tattoos.

This means that he has activated the second state.

Zhang Jue has a very abnormal physical fitness and self-healing ability, and he can't even break defenses in general.

But Ion is a god.

God wants to kill people without any effort.

Zhang Jue was able to live to the present, one is because he has the tenacious vitality of Xiaoqiang, and most importantly, Ion didn't really want to kill him.

The reason why Ion did this is because he wanted to test his abilities.

As a newly promoted god, Ion can feel that his body has undergone a qualitative change.

But at this moment, the enemies inside and outside the city of Akada had all been eliminated by him, and there was no goal at all.

So the tenacious Zhang Jue became his best test subject.

At this time, Ion’s mentality is the same as most people. If you suddenly acquire a sword and don’t use it to chop something, wouldn’t it be a waste?

Zhang Jue has a flexible head, strong abilities, strong body, and a certain degree of self-healing ability.

As the goal of the test ability, it is simply too appropriate.

So Ion was never willing to kill Zhang Jue.

This is doomed to his tragic ending.

Zhang Jue has been very embarrassed, but he hasn't hurt his muscles and bones. He crawled out of the ruins, grinning in pain.

"I said Ion, you are still a **** because you have the ability to stand up against Lao Tzu."

Ion looked on coldly, and probably had a judgment on Zhang Jue's ability.

Zhang Jue does not have the ability to fly, that's why he said this.

Ion knew that he had made a radical move and was not fooled.

He hovered high in the air, watching Zhang Jue jump his feet, then snapped his fingers.

Zhang Jue only felt black in front of him, and a giant iron block appeared on top of his head.

If you look at it from the perspective of God, the iron block is a regular cuboid with a length and width of more than 100 meters and a height of tens of meters.

Calculated according to the density of iron, it is conservatively estimated that it weighs several million tons.

The next second, the iron fell without warning, and it was hitting Zhang Jue's head.

"My grass--"

He only had time to swear a swear word, and then his figure disappeared under the iron block.

boom--

Because he couldn't bear the huge weight, the whole ground sank deeply, and the iron block seemed to be inlaid on the ground.

The ground sank more than ten meters, and the momentum of the iron falling gradually stopped.

From the result, the metal block should not be iron, because it is much heavier than the same volume of iron.

After being promoted to a god, Ion's strength made people desperate.

For the battle between the two of them, the staff of the GOC and the Foundation watched the entire live broadcast.

It also gave them a preliminary judgment on the combat effectiveness of a god,

Just this handy little skill, its power is so daunting.

If Ion gets serious, I'm afraid the entire planet will suffer.

Angelo and General Kasha have already contacted their respective departments to come up with the third set of plans as soon as possible.

To some extent, the battle between Zhang Jue and Ion bought them precious time.

Looking at the big screen, the staff did not dare to gasp.

They were unsure whether Zhang Jue would survive this time.

After the "Iron Nugget" fell, the battlefield between Ion and Zhang Jue returned to quiet, leaving only the sound of an explosion in the distance.

Boom.

Several dozen meters away from the edge of the iron block, the manhole cover of a certain sewer was pushed aside.

Zhang Jue crawled out of it and lay on his back on the ground, panting with exhaustion.

Fighting against a god-or being beaten unilaterally, is not easy.

One who is not careful can die at any time.

Zhang Jue looked at his watch again and found that only half an hour had passed since the last time he watched.

Although the horizon has already turned white, there is only a little time before the sun rises.

Zhang Jue never felt that the darkness before dawn would be so long.

Who said it, the length of a minute depends mainly on whether you are in the toilet or outside.

Zhang Jue is now outside the toilet, and he may be suffocated to death by urinating at any time.

He knew very well that as long as Ion played enough, he could kill him with one move at any time.

So he did not run away, nor did he hide where he could not come out, but appeared in front of Ion again and again, waiting for his next attack.

In fact, resolving Ion's attack also greatly improved his own strength.

After all, the opportunity to fight against God is not always available.

Above the sky, Ion looked at him condescendingly.

"Human, you seem to care about time."

It can only be said that God is God.

Although he was playing a game of cat and mouse, he did not miss any details.

Every movement of Zhang Jue was seen by him.

Zhang Jue was lying on the ground, and he happened to look at each other.

His face was covered with dust and blood stains, but he laughed: "Yes, because I am calculating your death date."

As soon as Zhang Jue said this, Ion looked at him with interest.

As a human being, Zhang Jue's body has reached its peak, almost invincible.

Even if you are a magister positively, there is a considerable chance of winning.

But if you want to slaughter the gods, there is still a long way to go.

Even if Ion stood still and asked Zhang Jue to let go of his hands and feet to attack, he couldn't do it.

The distance between man and God is like a gap that cannot be crossed.

Ion is not stupid. He could see that Zhang Jue had compiled a series of poem titles before and later dealt with himself, but he was delaying time.

But it doesn't make sense to do so.

As long as he wants, he can end Zhang Jue's life at any time.

So Ion didn't understand why Zhang Jue did this. Does he think that in such a short period of time, the SCP Foundation and GOC are capable of saving him.

Zhang Jue obviously doesn't seem to be a person who can do anything. There must be a reason for him to do this.

It was the first time Ion felt dangerous after so long.

And it turned out to be felt in a mortal.

This makes him very unhappy.

So he plans to kill Zhang Jue.

His expression gradually became ferocious.

He stretched out his hand, aimed at Zhang Jue with his palm, and held it in the void.

Zhang Jue felt that his body was clenched, completely unable to move.

Not surprisingly, in the next second, he will be crushed.

At this moment, in front of the big screen in the distance, the hearts of the GOC and Foundation staff almost touched their throats.

The consultant Zhang had dealt with Ion for so long~www.novelmt.com~, in the end, the fate of being killed was inevitable.

Is there really no one to stop Ion?

A breeze blew.

More than six hours have passed since Arnden.

The sun rose from the horizon, and although the city of Akada was still shrouded in mist, the first ray of sunlight finally fell on the ground.

Zhang Luo looked at Yanna's gradually becoming hideous face, and smiled again.

"Ion, Ion, I'm waiting for foreign aid, what are you waiting for?"

His voice just fell.

An ethereal voice came from the sky.

"Ion--I declare war on you in the name of the Broken God!"

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I'll have a meal first, there is still a chapter in the early morning