The Richest Man in the DC World

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The cloth is engraved with a portrait of the Lord of Hell, with black wings, red pupils with horizontal stripes, curved head horns, burning hellfire and a river of blood.

The moment the blood cloth was spread out, the world changed, a dark cloud came from nowhere to cover the sky, the moonlight disappeared, the earth was dark, the grass and trees were blown by the strong wind, and ghosts and wolves were howling. the sound of.

Everyone couldn't help but change their faces. What is the blood cloth that can cause such a big change.

Joel Nash's pupils constricted, and his face no longer looked calm.

Artifact left behind by Lucifer, Lord of Hell!

That human boy actually has the blood of a high-level demon?

Greer snapped, "Little Sagredo, hurry up!"

The boy didn't dare to hesitate, bit his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood and dripped onto the cloth.

The blood beads were crystal clear, and slowly fell from mid-air. At this moment, time seemed to have stopped, and suddenly...

boom!

The sound of the explosion came from the plane, and a hurricane was set off on the ground, and the shock wave mixed with vegetation debris rushed around like a tsunami. Everyone flew out, including the boy. He seemed very nervous and desperately wanted to catch it, but Unexpectedly, as soon as the fingers touched the cloth, a suction force came, and the latter flew out strangely.

The shock wave covered a wide area, and all special soldiers, magicians, and secret service bodyguards were overturned to the ground. Only Joel Nash, the current president, was suspended in mid-air, holding a blood-colored cloth in his hand, and his face was so ferocious that he did not look like a human.

Ron Baker couldn't believe it, "Mr. President, you..."

"Shut up!"

Joel Nash was furious, with red lights shooting out of his eyes.

puff!

Ron Baker's brain burst open like a boiled watermelon, blood splashed everywhere, soaking large swaths of dirt.

Everyone was stunned, staring blankly at the sky.

Sam Lane got up from the ground, "Demon Garst, it really is you, you hateful bastard,

How dare you possess the President. "

"kill him!"

Sam Lane drank violently, with deep hatred, and the special soldiers behind him raised their weapons and fired at the president. The flames criss-crossed and formed an impenetrable firepower network.

Joel Nash opened his right hand, and a magic barrier appeared in front of him. The bullet hit it, as if hitting a metal wall. After a jingling sound, all of them fell to the ground.

The secret service bodyguards beside him looked at each other and raised their pistols one after another.

Joel Nash raised his finger, and more than a dozen black tentacles appeared on the ground. The tentacles pierced through the bodies of Secret Service bodyguards, sucked their flesh and blood, and devoured their souls. skeleton.

The nourished tentacles grow rapidly and are thick and long, reaching tens of meters in length. The tentacles are extremely powerful, and every time they are swung, they can bring out a whirring sonic boom. The tentacles whip at the crowd. More than a dozen soldiers were killed.

Sam Lane pulled out his walkie-talkie,

"fire!"

The armored tank hidden in the forest turned its barrel, and with a bang, four high-explosive shells pierced through the air, piercing through the tentacles, and came to Joel Nash.

boom!

There was a sound of explosion, the air was pulled away and turned into a horizontal gust of wind, everyone subconsciously covered their heads, the flames dissipated, and Joel Nash, whose clothes were somewhat torn, was still suspended in mid-air, with an energy barrier visible to the naked eye emerging around him.

High-explosive bombs are useless!

"Damn it!"

Sam Ryan gritted his teeth with hatred, and continued to give orders, "Fire, keep firing, the air force launches an attack, don't worry about his identity, remember, that is the devil, not the president."

The voice fell, and the cannons thundered.

Thirteen tanks hidden in the forest attacked at the same time. The high-explosive bombs penetrated the forest and shot straight. Three Tiger helicopters appeared above the forest. Burst the hallway.

Above the sky, four F16s flew across, and the Sidewinder missile fell downward.

The attacks continued continuously, with one explosion after another, the ground shook, dust flew everywhere, and a sandstorm was formed driven by the shock wave. Air Force One was hit by a Sidewinder missile, the fuel tank ignited, and a second explosion occurred. The sandstorm was dyed an eerie red.

The high temperature and heat wave with dust came rushing, and everyone had to retreat.

Countless potholes appeared on the ground, with Joel Nash as the center, everything within a radius of 100 meters was destroyed.

Someone muttered to himself, "Such a strong attack, you should be dead!"

Sam Lane glanced at Greer, who shook his head seriously,

"If, as you said, it is a demon born in ancient times, then this battle has just begun."

"The power of demons is beyond human imagination."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but change their expressions.

It took a long time for the dust to dissipate slowly. On the pitted ground, a bloody figure stood up. Compared with before, Joel Nash was much miserable. The clothes on his upper body disappeared, revealing a blood-stained body. A bloody hole appeared in the abdomen, which appeared to be caused by a spiral armor-piercing round.

Seeing this scene, Sam breathed a sigh of relief. The thermal weapon has an effect, and everything is possible.

Joel Nash lowered his head, as if he was looking at his body, and then showed disgust. As the low-pitched spell sounded, the wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few seconds, all the wounds disappeared, even Blood seeps into the body through the skin.

He soared into the air, suspended in mid-air, black and red lines appeared on his forehead, sharp horns grew from the top of his head, and red wings made of flames grew from his back.

He stood under the moon, with his wings spread, like a blood angel in a fairy tale.

"Ridiculous human beings, why are you always so childish!"

After the transformation, Joel Nash's voice also changed, becoming vast and deep, as if it contained some kind of power.

"Freedom, autonomy, and checks and balances are ridiculous. The weak should accept the fate of being ruled by the strong."

"Since you are forcing me to show my figure, I will show you what a high bloodline is."

Joel Nash flapped his wings, brought a gust of wind, and shot into the sky like a sharp arrow. When passing by the helicopter, he raised his hand and slashed down. The invisible blade of fire flew out, and the helicopter was cut off in the middle.

Two F16s flew in from a distance, and the pilot was about to launch an attack when his heart suddenly felt cramped. In the next second, a large amount of blood was sprayed from his mouth, and he collapsed in the cockpit. The out-of-control fighter fell downward and disappeared in the In the woods.

boom!

After two loud bangs, two balls of fire appeared in the sky in the distance.

With a sneer on his face, Joel Nash opened his five fingers, and a 100-meter-long flame whip appeared in the palm of his hand.

The long whip pierced through the air, and with a snap, the helicopter split into two, the cut was glowing red, and molten iron was dripping down continuously.

He was so excited that he laughed wildly and rushed towards the woods.

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