Muscle Expansion, Muscle Control, and Sticky Candy were combined into one to successfully turn Luke into a rubber man.
Slayer's plan to instantly kill Luke had failed.
But he, who had killed a lot of strange creatures, didn't hesitate. He swung Luke down with both hands and raised his knee at Luke's chest.
Since he couldn't tear it open, he would smash his chest. He didn't believe that this guy's bones were soft.
Then … Slayer's knee smashed into a pile of tough and slippery muscles, a little like when he had beaten up some tentacle monsters.
Luke was like a noodle man as Slayer's knee smashed into his back, but he didn't make a sound as he stared at Slayer with his eyes burning with fighting spirit.
At that moment, Luke's hand, which had been raised all this time, was close to Slayer's face.
Needle of Annihilation, go … Huh? Luke was about to use Chicken Stealing for the third time, when he felt Slayer's hands throw him away.
F * ck! Little Ty-Ty, you're shameless! He couldn't help but curse.
That was because Slayer hadn't thrown him horizontally this time, but diagonally upward.
If he didn't use any external force, he would have to fly in the air for at least ten seconds before he could hit the ground, and Slayer could take the opportunity to shake him off.
As the thought flashed through his mind, Luke's gaze swept the battlefield. Several scarlet balls of energy flashed nearby, and dozens of Slayer's soldiers collapsed.
Delighted, he immediately sent a telepathic message. "Walter, hit me to the ground at eight o 'clock."
The telepathic message pointed out the direction, and Walter subconsciously turned his head to see Luke in the air.
At that moment, they were only a hundred meters apart, within the range of Luke's mental strength.
Walter's intuition told him that this strange giant was a knight, and he reflexively stretched out his hands to pull and push.
Luke smashed into the ground like a cannonball, and immediately jumped out of the crater to block Slayer's path thirty meters away.
Seeing this troublesome muscle monster, Slayer couldn't help but pause for a moment, and he shouted something that made him feel rather disgusted. "We meet again, big sand eagle. Strength Outburst, 120%. "
Slayer: "…"
Boom!
A figure whose muscles were twisted like tree roots, and whose body was only slightly smaller than Thanos, flashed over and raised his fist to punch the big purple face.
Duang！
At that moment, Luke's arm wasn't shorter than Thanos's, and it had suddenly expanded by thirty centimeters as he punched Thanos's chest.
Tyrant Thanator was forced to stop and retreat several meters. The anger on his face could no longer be concealed.
It wasn't that he hadn't met difficult opponents before, but it was rare to see opponents who were shameless and difficult to deal with.
However, Slayer Lord did not lose his rationality.
Those who were causing trouble for him didn't know that they were turning the war into a personal vendetta.
And he only had one word for this kind of annoying and shameless fellow — kill!
He raised his hand and waved. The double-headed giant saber that was more than a hundred meters away spun and swept across the battlefield like a propeller, cutting the troops that were fighting each other into two.
Unmoved, Luke lunged forward with a smile.
The 120% burst had also changed part of his facial muscles, leaving only a slightly delicate appearance.
If he really had to describe it, he could probably be considered a handsome … old tree spirit?
His smile was not much different from a sinister grin. He looked even more like a villain boss than Thanos.
Thanos had a vague feeling that things weren't looking good.
Luke's feet had already kicked several weapons in a row, and all of them were from Wakanda, and contained vibranium to some extent.
With clanging sounds, several vibranium weapons hit the center handle of the spinning double-headed giant saber, forcing it to stop and then pushing it back.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luke stuck close to Thanos and launched a third round of crazy bombardment.
Unlike the previous two rounds where Thanos had an overwhelming advantage, Luke had the upper hand this time.
His muscles were so swollen that he didn't look human, and his attacks were even more bizarre.
Moves like the fifty-centimeter Telepathic Middle Finger in the eye, the two-meter-long arm to strangle the throat, and the pectoral muscles that could no longer be defined with letters made Thanos a little powerless to defend.
Even with Thanos's rich experience on the battlefield, a thought couldn't help but flash through his mind: This guy isn't actually an Earthling, but some kind of alien, right?
…
The duration of the third round was far longer than Tyrant Slayer had imagined.
It took him a full thirty seconds to send the muscular monster Luke flying and recall the double-headed giant saber.
The moment the giant saber returned to his hand, Thanos finally felt a sense of security. I refuse to believe this saber can't kill a tentacle monster like you!
Just now, Luke had viciously abused the exposed parts of his arms and legs that weren't covered by the armor.
The shockwave ability, combined with punches, grabs, rips, and pokes, could at most break the skin of Thanos's muscles, but it also made his entire body uncomfortable.
Eyes full of killing intent, he looked around the battlefield, but didn't see that damn muscular monster immediately charge out.
Suppressing his anger, Thanos continued charging at the Infinity Gauntlet.
He had only run ten meters when he felt a chill run down his back, as if he was in danger.
He decisively turned around and spun the giant saber in his hand to protect his retreat.
Duang！
With the crisp sound of metal colliding, the giant saber and a weapon were stuck together, and Luke's haunting tree spirit face was right in front of him.
Thanos: "…"
Luke said, "You want to play with weapons, big idiot? I can do that too. "
Astonishment flashed in Thanos's eyes, and he couldn't help but glance at the weapon that was jamming the giant saber. WTF? What happened to Odin's seal that was reserved for his own son?
Why could he use it to smash people with anything?
At that moment, Luke was holding the Meow Meow Hammer in his hand and using it to block the giant saber.
Thanos cursed Thor's father in his heart, and he suddenly exerted strength in his hand to push the Meow Meow Hammer away.
Luke's 120% outburst still couldn't compete with Thanos in terms of actual strength; it was just that his reflexes were barely close.
Just now, he had been able to tangle with Thanos because of his control of his muscles and the element of surprise, as well as his self-healing and Light of Life.
Now that Thanos was enraged, he blocked Meow Meow's hammer and slashed at Luke with his huge saber, as if he wanted to chop Luke into eighteen pieces.
Luke maintained the smile of a villain as he took advantage of the short Meow Meow Hammer, which wasn't any slower than the giant saber.
As the saying went, the Meow Meow Hammer was as nimble as a dagger in his hand as it firmly blocked the infinite slashes of Thanos's giant saber.
Even though he was at a disadvantage, Thanos's idea of using the giant saber to chop him up and feed him to the dogs failed again.
Thanos slashed at Luke for a few seconds, and was even more furious. Damn it, how could this damn thing be as good as Thor with a hammer?
What kind of decent person would use a short hammer like that?! Thor, who had been using a hammer for a thousand years, was already very indecent, and this muscular monster in front of him was even more so.
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