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Chapter 1402

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The body craftsman, Sevita, was the overall commander of this joint force.

The moment Glenn appeared and attacked this person, he directly attracted close to 100% of the attention. The nearby groups, especially the craftsmen directly under Sevita, were even more furious and rushed over in groups.

At this moment, thousands of dynamic vision had completed locking on to Glenn.

Such attention made Glenn feel as if he was on a stage. This was the scene he wanted … to become the focus of attention in the London game room.

"Wow! The linkage is very strong … Come and kill me! "

At this moment, Glenn neither defended nor dodged, but took the initiative to open his arms to welcome the upcoming various long-range attacks.

However.

Glenn was not satisfied yet.

Rumble!

Several large cracks appeared in the street, and several thick plant roots rose from the ground.

At the location where the explosion had just occurred at the entrance of the clothing store, there grew a huge flower from another world that was tens of meters high.

This was the plant mount that Helen Hilbert rode when she first came to the city of London.

The flower buds bloomed, carrying hundreds of millions of pollen.

Helen took the initiative to show the most perfect "appearance" in front of the enemy. She was wearing a pure white slim-fit suit with a shirt of the same color inside.

Her hands were slowly unbuttoning, capturing the enemy's eyes to the greatest extent.

The countless skulls that made up her body were playing the greatest role, reflecting an irresistible perfect image in the hearts of the enemy.

Even the program that controlled the machine was equally effective.

For a moment.

The attacks that should have been applied to Glenn were all interrupted, and the eyes of the joint forces were all turned to Helen. Affected by the "collective charm", there were even individuals who tried to climb up the flower to have intimate contact with Helen.

However, this large-scale effect could not be maintained for too long.

The next second when Helen finished attracting the attention of the enemy.

Boom!

The violent trampling of sheep's hooves came from the adjacent street, and at the same time, there were sheep's hooves of varying width from several meters to tens of meters, directly imprinted on the street, and the overall terrain sank because of this.

Sally walked slowly from the end of the street with a standard model's step.

Every step she took would form a powerful "crush" in the random area in front of her.

At the same time.

Her mouth was also muttering about the curse of the Black Forest.

* Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip ~ * Filthy, viscous liquid continuously flowed out from between his teeth and lips. When this liquid dripped onto the ground, it was as if the earth itself was cursed.

Any individual that tried to attack Sally would be directly affected by the curse when they came within a certain range.

Whether it was the physical body or the machinery, they would be covered in 'pustules' due to the curse, absorbing a large amount of the individual's energy … The pustules would develop into gestation bodies in a short period of time, breeding a young Hybrid Demon with the genetic elements of the individual.

When the palace body was damaged or matured, the larva would erupt with its most terrifying side and devour the main body.

Wherever Sally went, she would often see a large number of larvae eating the enemy.

At the same time, Sally launched her AOE attack.

Hominoid Hopu had also arrived at the outermost periphery through Void Projection.

Hope was given a white suit with a black shirt underneath.

Due to Hopper's uniqueness, his suit was made of the best materials from the clothing store. Every fiber was fused with extremely tough dark energy to support Hopper's limitless body.

Hope's figure was out of the ordinary and could only be found in the 2D world.

The white suit was filled to the brim, and the contours of every muscle could be clearly reflected on the surface of the suit.

When all kinds of attacks came at him.

Even some super energy rays that were fused with the remnants of the Secret Treasure couldn't break through his defense. At most, they could only leave a scorch mark on the surface of Hopper's body.

At the same time.

Hopper's attack was also the simplest and most direct.

He punched directly … The purest brute force actually tore the space around his fist completely. The mechanical body closest to his fist was instantly vaporized before it could even see the process of destruction.

The fist was facing the direction, forming a conical pit that was more than two hundred meters long.

This kind of power was already comparable to a Mythical creature and couldn't be measured by common sense.

The eighth Prime [Supreme Glorious One — Hyde Darius], who was also classified as an "overall restriction," arrived at the outermost street through Void Projection just like the previous two.

He had a rather strange personality, and the only person he could get along with was Popper.

It was because Popper was willing to eat the dishes he cooked for such a simple reason.

Hyde was willing to give up the treatment that was comparable to the highest royalty in the deep sea and follow Popper at any time to explore every corner of the universe (except for Void Projection). It was also because of this that he was happiest every day to cook and then let Popper eat it.

* Drip Drip Drip Drip Drip *

Seawater flowed along his slightly curly hair and fell on the surface of a dark blue suit with a checkered pattern.

Underneath was a light blue shirt and a black tie with a seagrass pattern on it.

Hyde's physique was second only to Hopper's.

Although he had the number one body in the deep sea (Gate of Opening), his true strength wasn't in his physical body, but in the "Secret of the Deep Sea" … He had another name in the sea – "The Blessed One."

This name was innate. Before they were born, when they were still in the egg, they had intimate contact with the "Great One" because of their dreams.

When Hyde was born, he had a pair of flabby and atrophied bat wings on his back, which was a sign of the Blessed One.

This meant that he was born with a talent that the regular Deep Ones didn't have … and Hyde was the most talented of the Blessed Ones of the deep sea in the last hundred years.

When Hyde appeared at the end of the street, the air around him became humid.

A Terminator who was also at the Gate of Opening was less than three meters in front of him.

Sensing the aura of the Hybrid Demon, the Terminator raised his metal arm and aimed it at Hyde's body.

Hyde didn't dodge, but did the same thing.

He raised his thick arm and spread open his webbed palm. In the middle of his palm was a ball of water … whether it was the size, the visual sense, or the energy that leaked out, it was obvious that the machine had the advantage.

The thing in Hyde's palm was like a harmless ball of water.

Boom!

Energy erupted!

A beam of energy enough to cover the upper body of the Terminator shot out.

However, what shot out from Hyde's palm was only a line of water as thick as a finger.

When the two different types of attacks collided, the energy beam was instantly destroyed. It spread out in a ring and quickly dissipated. There was no resistance to speak of.

The water beam pierced through the mechanical brain, and with a "flood effect", it drowned out the main body of the program stored inside.

The water beam didn't encounter much resistance as it pierced through the machine.

Along with the dozens of mechanical individuals on this line, it shot through a total of five buildings before finally turning into a pool of clear water that splashed onto the wall.

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