I Am In Marvel

Under the defense of the golden body that appeared in Kyle's left hand, General Deathblade couldn't make a single blow. He just wanted to make a second slash, but Kyle obviously didn't give it a chance. He saw his empty right hand waving forward, a golden streak. Whiplashes wrapped around its wrists.

"go!"

With a loud shout, Kyle used the unparalleled divine power of the bloodline of the Protoss, and with nearly a hundred times the strength of a human, he yanked the golden whip back suddenly, and threw General Deathblade towards the business building behind him.

Because of Tony and Proxima Centauri, the first floor of the business building had been completely penetrated, and now it was hit by General Deathblade like a human cannonball, and it collapsed suddenly, and the entire London mirror space was in The earthquake shook at this moment.

The dead blade general was submerged by the collapsed masonry and concrete, and the figure disappeared into a cloud of dust.

'laugh! ’

The gray-black sickle of the dead blade general swirled a few times in the air, intervening between Kyle and the ruins of the building.

Under the sunlight cast by the mirror world, the scythe blade reflects the dark metallic luster.

"Did you even lose the weapon?"

Kyle raised his eyebrows slightly, which was a bit beyond his expectations. He just met an opponent who raised his fighting spirit, but in just a few moves, the opponent lost his weapon?

Without thinking too much, I followed the curiosity and hobby of collecting weapons.

Kyle paced forward, reached out and grabbed the handle of the scythe, his hand was cold, and the mysterious power hidden in the blade suddenly erupted, trying to invade his body along the handle and arm.

"This is……"

Kyle's face changed slightly. With his Protoss physique, his arms were almost frozen, and his body functions were facing signs of paralysis.

He quickly activated the power of the Vulcan, the golden eyes ignited the fire, and the golden flame burned from the inside to the outside, consuming away the cold energy that invaded the body, and in turn spread along the palm of the hand to the dark sickle.

‘Om! ’

The sickle seemed to be not just a weapon, but a living creature. Realizing that it was not good, it automatically broke free from Kyle's shackles and was not burned by the flames.

Flying up from the road ground, the sickle rotated at high speed, forming a gray wind wheel that ripped apart the air, and was pulled into the ruins of the building by some kind of traction.

The rotating sickle slashed the obstacles all the way, and the reinforced concrete was as fragile as tofu, until it fell into the hands of the dead blade general who was buried inside with only one hand exposed.

'Boom! ’

The gravel dust wave swept around, and the dead blade general held the sickle again. It stood up from the ground and looked at Kyle with black pupils, and the ominous undead breath was lingering all over his body.

"Can't be wrong."

Kyle looked at the sickle held by General Dead Blade, and was extremely surprised, "That sickle... actually has a soul."

After connecting people and the source of mana with the ring, Kyle had a more intuitive understanding of spells and souls, and almost instantly judged that what attacked him just now was not the energy contained in the sickle itself, but the evil hidden in the blade. soul body.

Weapons with souls can no longer be regarded as pure weapons, but are equivalent to alternative organisms.

Among the top weapons that Kyle knows, Thor's Hammer, Eternal Fire, Kerry Artifact, and even Infinity Stones, etc., only contain special energy and infinite power, and do not form a soul with independent thinking.

"This is my dead blade. Beneath the sharp blade, all are undead!"

The dead blade general sneered coldly, carrying the dead blade sickle, and continued to dive forward, facing Kyle, still a clean cut.

Under the slash, the dark blade once formed a black half-crescent light.

Kyle's whole body is bathed in golden flames. He usually encounters opponents with cold weapons, as long as he turns on the Vulcan form, even if he stands and lets others fight, he will be unscathed.

After all, the temperature of the inner flame of the flame that simply wraps around the body surface is as high as 5,000 degrees Celsius. The forging materials of many weapons will melt into molten iron at this temperature.

But approaching the front, the dead blade of the dead blade general is not only fine, but also ignores the golden flame and high temperature, and cuts directly to the neck of Kyle's body.

Feeling the coolness in the neck and the bottom of his heart, Kyle's pupils shrank violently, his palms clapped together, two golden flames intertwined into a group, and suddenly burst into the body of the dead blade general.

The heat wave is coming.

In the end, General Deathblade still didn't cut off the knife. He temporarily stopped his momentum, and his toes were gently on the ground. The tall and burly figure turned flexibly in the air, and passed over the top of Kyle's head, which was able to avoid the bombardment of the bursting flame.

man in the air.

General Deathblade simply threw the sickle down, the sickle accelerated, and continued to chop off the back of Kyle's head rapidly.

Kyle didn't look back, as if there were eyes behind him, Ben's closed palms were suddenly pushed aside.

Along with his movements, the dust floating in the air all bounced out.

The sickle that rotated into a wind wheel was not bounced, but within half a meter of Kyle, the speed of slashing and rotation was getting slower and slower. When the last centimeter was left, the sickle had completely stopped and stuck in the air.

at this time.

In the area next to Kyle, the outward repulsion has formed a dense wall of air.

"come back."

The dead blade general who landed in the back waved his hand, and the sickle, like a Thor's hammer, automatically flew back toward him and fell back into his hand.

"It's not just an ordinary slash..."

Kyle turned around, his eyes drooping into thought. He has been on the defensive, trying to test the strength of the General Deadblade and the mystery of the scythe weapon in his hand, which made him more and more curious and surprised.

The slash of General Deathblade just now was not only aimed at his body, but even his soul was a little throbbing just now.

The dead blade that kills the soul?

"Interesting, come again!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Kyle's mouth, raising his left hand wearing the ring, and his right hand made an inexplicable seal.

The General Deathblade was only a little short twice, failing to cut Kyle, and was about to sprint forward in one go. But the road ground suddenly retreated backwards, making it stay where it was, unable to get close to Kyle in the slightest.

"I haven't played this trick for a long time."

Kyle narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and waved down, and the buildings and the ground in a radius of hundreds of meters were flipped, inverted, and reorganized in regular patterns. The ground forms the sky, the buildings form the ground, and the city scene undergoes strange twists and turns.

This is the mirror world, and everything is under the control of Kyle, the only mage in the current world.

"What the hell is going on here?"

General Deathblade opened his eyes wide in surprise. Kyle, who was standing on the ground in front of him, had come to the floating platform suspended at a height of 100 meters. The nearby skyscrapers are like dense forests, so crowded that the sky turns into a few gaps.

Kyle stood on the suspended high platform, looking down at the General Dead Blade below, and without hesitation, he closed his hands again.

General Deathblade glanced out in shock, only to see the four skyscrapers next to it, which were like mechanical walls, panning closer and closer, pressing them directly into meat patties.

"not that simple!"

General Dead Blade snorted coldly, jumped on the spot, kept switching steps, kicked and stepped on the outer walls of the buildings on both sides, and rushed towards Kyle on the suspended high platform.

"You stole my lines." Kyle shrugged and pressed his right hand down.

Dark shadows shrouded his body, and General Dead Blade looked up and suddenly took a breath of cold air, but a skyscraper flipped over and fell towards him, blocking all escape routes.