Chapter 683 Who do you think you are, God?

Chapter 683 Who do you think you are, God?

"Bang!"

The three-meter-tall sheep-headed demon flew upside down, turning into a stream of light and hitting the hell monk behind him.

In the original play of "The Amityville Horror," the Hell Monk's head was studded with dense nails, but in this world, all the nails have been replaced by circular saws that are half embedded in the head and half exposed.

Although the nail head becomes a buzz saw head, the power belonging to the Hell Monk remains unchanged.

Before the body of the sheep-headed demon was about to approach, the hell monk raised his head slightly, holding the spherical Rubik's Cube in his hand and glanced at it.

In an instant, the body of the sheep-headed demon twisted and exploded into countless stumps and rain of blood. It was as if countless chain hooks hooked its body from all directions and brutally cut it into pieces.

Blood rained down from the sky and was pushed away by the biological force field on Danas' body.

He crossed his arms and levitated, looking at the circular saw head that was also not wet by the rain of blood with interest and said:

"You seem different from those trash!"

"..."

The Hell Monk did not speak, but silently held the spherical Rubik's Cube and looked at him calmly.

Suddenly, the hell monk turned his eyes and looked at the huge hole in the ground behind Danas.

The blue beam of light that originally shot out of it has disappeared, replaced by a black figure flying out of it. It is Ya Mu who has used physical means to convince all the members of the organization.

After flying out of the surface, Yamu flew to Danas' side with the blue flames rising from his body.

"...Who is this guy?"

Yamu looked down at the hell monk holding a spherical Rubik's Cube.

Danas smiled and said: "The big boss of "The Evil Dead" has very strong abilities. If he could completely replicate all the abilities of the movies and novels, he would probably be on the level of Marvel's Heavenly Father."

Yamu raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it so exaggerated?"

Danas nodded solemnly and said, "It's just that exaggerated."

If you combine the performance of movies and novels, the Hell Monk has immortality, teleportation, invisibility, wall penetration, soul control, mind control, dream control, illusion control, memory control, flame control, current control, freezing control, gravity control, energy control and many other abilities.

At the same time, he can also distort space and time, travel through dimensions, and enlarge himself to the same level as the earth...

"Wait a minute!" Yamu frowned, "If it's really so strong, how did the Earth Guardians contain it?"

"photo!"

Sitterson's voice came from behind.

Yamu turned his head in surprise and saw Sitson and others flying out of the deep cave opened by Yamu in a car-sized anti-gravity aircraft.

Sitson carried a suitcase and shouted at Yamu and Danas: "This guy was also a human when he was alive. As long as we can find a way to make him remember the memories of his life, we can weaken his abilities!"

"We have collected many photos of him during his lifetime, all in-"

Before he finished speaking, the anti-gravity aircraft suddenly shriveled up, as if some invisible force was squeezing it from all directions.

Yamu's face turned cold, he turned his head and raised his right hand, releasing a blue beam of light with a diameter of more than three meters, which instantly penetrated the air and engulfed the figure holding the Rubik's Cube.

"boom!!!"

The violent energy kept washing over the body of the hell monk.

But the next second, the power of distorted space swept away the surrounding blue energy.

The pale man's figure was still holding the Rubik's Cube in his hand, standing there quietly, looking at Ya Mu calmly.

Yamu glanced at Sitson, who had a frightened expression on the aircraft, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

Just as he thought, the circular saw head in front of him was just a knockoff of the original nail head, and its power was not exaggerated to the level of the original.

Otherwise, let alone humans, even the old Titan gods sleeping underground would not be his opponent!

"Attack and containment are both effective. This guy can't attack others while dealing with me..."

While Yamu was thinking this, he released another blue Qigong wave, swallowing up the figure of the hell monk in front of him.

At the same time, the crushed aircraft had already fallen towards the deep pit below.

Danas flew away, reached the bottom of the aircraft in an instant, held the aircraft and flew out again.

"How many of you are there?"

Danas' voice came from below the aircraft.

Sitson was stunned for a moment, and then quickly replied: "Including the special operations team, there are a total of 674 people."

"Six hundred and seventy-four people?"

Danas nodded thoughtfully, and then his body instantly broke through the sound barrier, and in just a few seconds he reached the tunnel with the aircraft in hand.

After putting down the aircraft overhead, many members of the organization, including Sitterson, held on to the bulkhead and vomited.

Although they would not be injured under the protection of the biological force field, the light, shadow and images that passed quickly in front of them still gave them an extremely strong sense of dizziness.

Danas kindly helped Sitson up, then took a deep breath and ran the super brain with all his strength.

In an instant, everything around him slowed down, and Danas's nerve reaction speed reached its extreme.

He turned his head and glanced at the people who seemed to be suspended in time, then flew to the base of the North American branch and started his rescue plan.

As a result, in the eyes of Sitson and others, familiar figures appeared one after another in front of them as if teleporting.

Everyone still maintained their movements from the previous moment, and after appearing, just like them just now, they began to stagger due to dizziness.

After that, not only humans appeared on the mountain road, but also cars, aircraft, and even black fighter jets.

When the last black fighter jet landed with a bang, Danas stood on the top of the fighter jet, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "There should be 674 members of the North American branch of the Earth Guardian, but there are actually 674. people!"

"Sitson, look, are there any missing members?"

Sitson looked blankly at the people staggering in front of him and shook his head subconsciously.

Danas smiled and said: "Very good, you guys, let's go, I'm going back to help..."

"Wait!" Sitson quickly stopped him and said quickly, "I haven't finished speaking just now. The photos of the Hell Monks are placed in the secondary containment area of ​​the base, where there are also pictures from the Rubik's Cube. The blade he took out is the only thing in the world that can hurt him!"

"...Really, I know!"

Danas touched his chin and nodded thoughtfully.

At this moment, a bright and dazzling blue light suddenly burst out in the distance.

Countless violent energy fluctuations swept in all directions, devastating the surrounding woods and hills.

A strong shock wave swept away, accompanied by smoke and dust and countless gravel, crashing into the place where everyone was.

Danas frowned slightly, and his figure instantly disappeared on top of the fighter jet, blocking everyone.

Then, he opened his arms and slapped him in front of him.

The violent air flow instantly shot out from between his closed palms, like a strong wind rolling up from the ground, colliding with the light blue energy shock wave washed away.

Smoke and dust roared into the sky at the collision, but then turned into solid ice sculptures when Danas exhaled the 'freezing breath'.

In just an instant, everyone saw a yellow ice wall tens of meters high and hundreds of meters wide.

Countless soil, gravel and trees were frozen in the wall, resisting the subsequent energy shock wave.

Everyone stared blankly at the spectacular scene in front of them, except Danas who was not in this mood.

He quickly floated up, crossed the ice wall, and looked at the place where Yamu and the hell monks fought.

There, the original dense mountain forest disappeared and was replaced by a huge crater with a diameter of more than three kilometers.

Countless particles of soil and rock floated in the air, forming smoke and yellow haze that was difficult for even light to penetrate.

And in the center of the yellow mist, Yamu, with blue flames rising all over his body, was fighting fiercely with the gigantic Hell Monk.

"...He's not dead yet?"

Danas looked surprised, then turned around and landed, looking at Sitson and others and complained: "Hey, I'm really not telling you, how dare you let out a ghost of this level?"

"..."

Sitson looked ashamed, but he still explained in a deep voice: "For us at that time, as long as we could complete the blood sacrifice ceremony, all the costs were worth it. What's more, we have mastered his containment method, which is nothing more than It’s just that more people die, it’s better than the destruction of the earth.”

Hearing Sitson's words, Danas couldn't help but feel a little speechless.

Indeed, for them, completing the blood sacrifice ceremony is the most important thing.

Even if the hell monks do succeed in escaping, they will not destroy the world like the old gods did.

It's just that more people will die. They can completely accept this level of price...

Danas was noncommittal about this.

He glanced at Sitson, then rose into the sky and disappeared from their sight.

On the other side, the Hell Monk, whose height soared to fifty meters, rumbled out his right arm, but Yamu blasted his arm with a punch, and then cut off his head with a condensed blue energy flywheel.

With the splash of blood, the figure of the Hell Monk collapsed like a dreamy bubble.

Yamu, who was suspended in the air, had a cold expression on his face, and glanced downwards. Sure enough, he saw the intact figure holding a Rubik's Cube on the ground.

"This guy is a bit evil..."

Danas' figure instantly appeared next to him, looking at the hell monk below and tutting: "Compared to existences like us, his power is more biased towards rule-based weird talk, and he is very difficult to deal with."

"Yeah?"

A bright blue light condensed in Yamu's palm, and he said coldly: "If I blow up this planet, will he still be alive?"

Dana suddenly looked at him in horror: "Hey, are you serious?"

Yamu removed the blue light from his palm and sighed: "Of course not... TMD, why is this earth as brittle as glass beads, which makes me helpless. Next time I go back, I will definitely buy a void magic ball to deal with it specifically. This kind of stuff!"

Danas said thoughtfully: "How about trying to bring him into the mirror space?"

Yamu shook his head and said, "I tried it. He lifted his feet and stepped out."

Danas curled his lips and was about to say something else when suddenly his body lit up with silver light, forming a silver shield that clung to his body.

"Is this... the psychic protection necklace activated?"

Danas looked shocked, and then looked down at the hell monk holding the Rubik's Cube with a gloomy face.

Yamu next to him also reacted, and immediately waved his hand and wrapped Danas with a thick blue energy shield.

The hell monk below seemed not to have expected this situation.

For the first time, a look of surprise appeared on that pale face.

He silently looked at Danaus and Yamu suspended above his head, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and he opened a portal without hesitation, trying to escape from this place through the ability of dimensional teleportation.

At this moment, the invisible power of space spread out, freezing everything within a hundred miles.

The Hell Monk holds the Rubik's Cube in his hand and stands on one foot, maintaining the posture of taking a step forward.

In the sky, Danas and Yamu stared blankly at the hell monks and the portal below. Then they seemed to have thought of something, and a faint smile appeared on their faces.

Sure enough, the next moment, a familiar figure appeared in front of the hell monk.

The slender and powerful right hand was raised, and he easily snatched away the spherical Rubik's Cube from the Hell Monk's hand, and then threw it upward in the space where everything was solidified.

"...Interesting, it's a collection worth collecting."

Lin Zhongtian looked at the Rubik's Cube in his hand with great interest, then turned to glance at the frozen monk from hell, and said in a calm tone: "The person who hurt me still wants to run away?"

"Who do you think you are, God?"