I’m In Charge of SCP

This kind of aura is actually very strange.

Sometimes, you are clearly inferior to the opponent, but as long as you have sufficient momentum, you can gain an overwhelming advantage.

For example, an old hen that has just hatched a chick in the countryside, as long as you look at it, it can chase you out of Erlidi.

Can you beat it? No, as a person, you can even kill it with your bare hands, but you are just afraid of it, which is inexplicable.

For Ion, this is the situation now.

Obviously he still has 20% supernatural power, obviously Zhang Jue is just an ordinary human.

But he actually felt a sense of fear.

Zhang licked his lips, squeezed his fingers, and said with a smirk: "Old thief, it's me now, guess, should I slap your left cheek first, or should I slap your right cheek?"

Ion's body couldn't help but withdrew back: "You, what are you going to do?"

I have to say that being a **** is indeed a bit embarrassing.

Zhang Jue manipulated his flamethrower and moved forward slowly.

"Old man, don't be afraid. I have a big fist. Just bear with it."

Ion swallowed, and after ascending to God, he thought of retreating for the first time.

And it was this thought that completely ruined his hope of victory.

If the two armies are fighting, if they don't even have the spirit of Liangjian, then it really won't be.

As Zhang Jue approached a little bit, Ion also stepped back a little bit.

But how could moving backwards lead to a fast forward speed, so when Zhang Jue rushed in front of Ion, his whole person (god) was dumbfounded.

Zhang Jue raised his right hand high.

Ion turned away, trying to avoid.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment.

Prior to this, in the long history, someone would have thought that one day, people could actually lick the mouth of gods.

It's not just before, I'm afraid there won't be in the future.

Time, location, and people.

It seems that everything that happens is paving the way for this slap.

Ion ruled the Sarkic sect for thousands of years, and finally ascended to gods, frustrating the plans of the Foundation and GOC one after another, and even crippled Robert Bumaro, his old opponent, who had ascended the gods.

But not dead, he met Zhang Jue.

This person who shouldn't belong to this world.

This person who would rather stand up and dress up, rather than sit down and sit down.

What he said, never broke his promise.

Say slap your face, just slap your face!

"Snapped!"

This sound, although not very loud, seemed to resound through the clouds, making all the creatures hidden in the dark agitated.

Zhang Jue's slap not only hit Ion's face, but also hit the hearts of all those creatures who despise humans and treat humans as ants.

He seemed to be making an announcement about the entire universe.

What about God? What about immortals? What about God? What about the devil?

Lao Tzu is fighting you!

This slap is destined to go down in history.

No matter how many years later, someone will come to worship.

When human beings are invaded by other powerful species, it will awaken people's fighting spirit and make people brave to fight.

After all, the mouth is soaked, what else can't be done?

Presumably after the whole thing is over, Zhang Jue can update his poem number again.

——What about the posture of a mortal? I am the biggest between heaven and earth!

...

"Pop! Papa, papa—"

The slap in the face sounded one after another.

Zhang Jue's tactic is to kill you when you are sick.

Before Ion didn't react, he slapped his bow left and right, slapped with addiction.

Although Ion had fallen, but the most basic defensive ability was still there.

Zhang Jue's slap seemed loud, but the damage to him was actually very limited.

But what does that sentence say?

Not very harmful and extremely insulting.

If it was possible, Ion would now wish to plunge into the earth and never come out again.

As a god, when he reached his level, he was considered unique.

Zhang Jue's attacking speed is so fast that it is almost indistinguishable by the naked eye.

It's just that slapped slaps couldn't bring out his full strength, so he changed his tactics, using his fists, feet, elbows and knees, as long as he could use them.

Needless to say, everyone who saw this scene has forgotten who they are and what they are doing.

They are only responsible for watching.

His head was blank.

"Ah!!! Enough!!!"

Ion yelled, trying to interrupt Zhang Jue's continuous attack.

But how could Zhang Jue give him such a chance.

The skills of "Concentration", "Invalidation", and "Fear Projection" were released one after another, and even the Dragon Crystal was taken out, no matter how useful or useless, the firepower was full anyway.

His only goal is to completely suppress Ion and not give him a chance to comeback at all.

There is only one chance. He must find Ion's flaws during the attack, otherwise once Ion is taken out of control and when he recovers, it will be bad.

However, as the battle progressed, one of Zhang Jue's weakness was gradually exposed-there was no ultimate move.

He played well when he knocked down, but ordinary punches and kicks couldn't break Ion's defense at all, at best it just made him feel more humiliated.

If at this moment, Zhang Jue could cast a powerful forbidden spell like Alfred, I believe Ion would definitely be unable to resist it.

But he won't.

To put it simply, the current Zhang Jue does not have the ability to convert an advantage into a final victory.

Of course, facing ordinary enemies, there is no problem.

But his opponent is Ion, an evil god.

This shortcoming is exposed.

In the process of retreating, Ion also felt this.

He became mad again.

"Zhang Jue!!! I want to kill you!! Hahaha!!!"

Zhang Jue squinted his eyes, while continuously outputting, while considering the next plan.

In the end, he drew out the long black knife he used often.

Taking advantage of the gap between the attacks, he squatted down suddenly, and then pierced Ion's heart with a sword.

I have to say that Abel's dark moon is also a real artifact, and Ion, who can't even break the sniper rifle, is finally pierced by a sword.

The tip of the sword came out from his back.

If Ion were an ordinary person, he would have died.

But Ion is a god, and a **** of flesh and blood, how abnormal his ability to survive.

Not to mention piercing the heart with a knife, even if he was cut to pieces, he could heal on his own.

Yan haha ​​laughed: "Zhang Jue! Is this your strength? It's really weak and regrettable. Only a little bit, you can kill me! But now, you don't have this chance!!! "

Ion's mind gradually returned to normal, and his state also recovered. Facing Zhang Jue's offense, he also had the power to parry.

He used a spell ~www.novelmt.com~ to force Zhang Jue back, and then backed a few steps to open the distance between Zhang Jue.

Ion's eyes were frenzied, even worse than when he was playing against Robert Bumaro.

"Zhang Jue! This time, I want to destroy you! Even if you hide in a different space, it's useless!"

As he said, Ion's hands were right and he chanted the spell, his body grew bigger and bigger, unexpectedly swelled.

Seeing this, Zhang Jue covered his forehead. Needless to say, he also knew what Ion was going to do-blew himself up.

Zhang Jue has seen such scenes many times.

I just don't know what a god's self-destruction will look like.

But needless to say, he should be unstoppable.

Do you really want to die here?

"Not good." Robert Bumaro in a different space frowned. "Once Ion blew himself up, the entire northern hemisphere would be affected. There will be countless people who will die. We must stop him!"