The Death Knell Chapter 3378

Latest website: Green ice crystal fragments covered the lake, and the golden sword light in the hands of the death knell made them look bright and dark, like green grass covered with gold powder.

Brutus was a little bit eager to jump off the wall. He didn't say anything this time. After drilling out of the small hole at the bottom of the big pit, he attacked Luther.

The speed of the four people present is at least the speed of light, and any stupor or mistake will be infinitely magnified.

But Su Ming watched the tauren rushing towards the bald guy who had just finished breaking the ice. He didn't do anything, as if he was thinking about something.

Speaking of his previous life, he often felt that there was a problem with the speed standard of Meiman, because according to the common sense of the past, when the speed exceeds the speed of light, time will go backwards, at least Einstein said.

But in the comics, the only person who reverses time solely by speed is the only example of Baiyin Dachao. No matter how fast other people fly, the speed of light surpasses casually, it doesn't seem to have much to do with time.

For example, Ron En, as a Martian, his physical fitness is almost the same as that of a Kryptonian, and he has even been called the "Martian Superman".

But he couldn't reverse the time even if he used the highest speed, otherwise Su Ming guessed that he would go back to save his wife and children with a high probability.

After Su Ming's own speed reached the super-light speed level, he found that if he didn't use the time gem, he couldn't change time by speed at all. It was like the two concepts were completely decoupled, which exceeded his previous understanding of the universe. .

Is this the restriction of the world on people? To ensure the normal progress of the story? Or something else...

The Supreme Master is always entangled in the problem of time, which is regarded as a kind of occupational disease.

While Su Ming was watching the show, Superman tried to protect Luther, but Lex, who was standing in the front row, faced the rushing tauren instead of retreating, and chose to fight the opponent.

Speaking of which, the biggest difference between Luther and Mr. Excellent is here. The bald genius is all-round, while Michael's genius is only for scientific research and sports.

Luther used money to hire the best killers and coaches in the world, and learned fighting skills from them. For example, Mrs. Siwa and Bronze Tiger had taught Luther.

It took only three weeks for the bald head to learn all the martial arts of Siwa. Maybe she may have hidden a hand or two of nirvana but didn't teach it, but the other martial arts alone are very scary. Everyone knows the genius of Batman, but it took him ten years to travel the world to learn fighting skills.

But there is a problem. Although Luther's martial arts are very good, he doesn't use it much in fighting with Superman after learning. Instead, he often uses it to kill his own researchers.

For example, the experiment was not done well enough, or the product disappointed Luther, or he was involved in the problem of not rubbing his butt, then he would squat the head of the person under his hand.

The bald guys are generous to their opponents, and their wages and benefits are better than the Wayne Group in all aspects. There is no upper limit on the funding for research projects so that they can create them casually.

But this is not unconditional generosity. It is still very difficult to reach Luther's standard in scientific research. At least the scientists who died not long ago will definitely not be able to do it.

Brutus raised the new axe in his hand and slashed it towards Luther. When he saw that the path of the axe blade coincided with the neck of the bald man, the tauren gave a cruel smile, as if he could see this in the next second. The clown in green and purple armor has a different body.

And Luther didn't evade, so he used his neck to pick up the opponent's axe. He chose to use a black tiger to dig his heart and attack the opponent's chest fiercely.

The confrontation also took place in an instant. When the axe hit his neck, his fist also hit Brutus' chest, and immediately activated the energy cannon on the forearm armor.

The close shot blasted Brutus hundreds of meters away and hit the rock wall far away from the cave. Numerous fang-like stalagmites were broken by the roots on the way, and the bull-headed man vomited blood in mid-air. A piece of flesh and blood came out on his chest.

And Luther only had his neck chopped off, leaving a little skin attached to his head, and his bald head tilted on one shoulder.

But he didn't bleed a drop of blood, and the fracture was like cut plasticine, smooth and flat.

The bald boss who squinted his eyes just raised his hand to straighten his head. Many gray blood vessels and shredded meat grew out of the fracture. He pulled his head back and put it back into the distance.

He was unscathed.

This is the power of the Martian gene. Luther, who has the ability to deform, is almost physically immune. If he wants to defeat him, he must either use unmatched powerful energy or use conceptual or causal weapons.

But these are things that Brutus does not have.

"Are you okay? Lex!" Superman flew to Luther who was hovering in the air, clutching his shoulder to check the wound, his face was full of concern.

But the bald head didn't accept his affection at all, and the look on his face seemed a bit disgusting. Luther immediately raised his hand and patted Superman's hand, and raised his chin proudly:

"Caring more about yourself Clark, for an enemy of this level, you brought half of the Justice League to fight with him before? It really embarrassed me, who is now a member of the League."

"The situation is different. He always ran away at the time. We didn't have a good chance..." Superman looked at Brutus who had risen up in the distance, and saw the flesh of the opponent's chest healed quickly: "The enemy hasn't been knocked down yet. be careful."

The green ice crystals were still shining on the ground, as was Luther's bald head. He patted the non-existent dust on his armor:

"It's just a cockroach that hasn't been trampled to death. Are you worried that the cockroach will kill you? Step aside, Clark, I am much better than you now. Let me prove it to you!"

The more he talked and the more excited, Luther rushed directly to Brutus, started the second round of fighting, and immediately smashed the ceiling of the cave and flew towards the vast sky outside.

Superman also followed closely, calling out the names of his rivals and friends: "Lex, wait for me, don't rush in! Let's face the enemy together!"

Su Ming, who had been watching the excitement on the lakeshore, twitched his mouth. Luther started to compare again. His wish was to prove that he was stronger than Superman, and Superman stupidly always proved himself in a disguised form. Strong, these two people are really...

But let them be happy, Su Ming's current goal is not on Brutus, he is still waiting for his opponent.

It's no problem for a tauren brawny to give Luther and Superman to deal with. If only a Superman is there, he probably won't kill anyone and keep his hands everywhere. Even if Su Ming lied to him that it was an alien, it might not be useful, Chief Clark Is soft-hearted.

But with Luther's presence, things were different, the bald head rushed to kill.

The more Superman prevents him from killing, the more he wants to kill Brutus to prove that he is stronger, because this is also what Superman can't do.

Seeing that the top of the cave they smashed was still falling down with gravel, Su Ming shrugged and flew to the dry bottom of the pond by himself, and got into Brutus' personal safe house.

Here, there should be a set of equipment used to contact Zubaduo, walk along, and bring back the adjutant to reverse the technology.

Chapter end

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