Chapter 529: Really no one!

The boulder is very heavy, not to mention a thousand catties, but there are still five or six hundred catties.
But at this time, the boulder behaved as quickly as a bullet.
Facing the movement behind him, Malzaha was still standing, glancing at the ebony throat with his deep eyes.
"Buzz!"
A wave appeared in front of the boulder,
then,
The boulder disappeared directly in place.
next moment,
"boom!"
The disappearing boulder appeared behind the ebony throat in a very strange way, and there was no sign of any signs or spatial fluctuations. It was so abrupt that the ebony throat was smashed and flew out.
The weak body was wrapped around by the boulder and flew out. After landing, it was dragged back by the boulder for more than ten meters, and then the ebony throat regained the command of the body.
He didn't say anything harshly. For his role, it's actually putting the only possibility out of himself.
Both hands were raised, and an ebony throat murmured in the throat.
"Buzz!"
The dense silver spikes were shot directly in front of the ebony throat, and at the same time, the sand around Marzaha was raised, like a wall made of sand and stone.
Not to protect anything, but to limit Marzaha trapped in it.
"What's the point?"
Malzaha murmured,
Just when the sand-shaped wall was just about to close, his figure disappeared directly in between.
At the next moment, Malzaha appeared behind Ebony Throat, and with a light stroke of one hand, a purple torrent directly attacked Ebony Throat.
Ebony Throat, the one who can fight the most, is obviously aware of something wrong.
Just when he was just preparing to react, the purple torrent had bound him whole. This was a kind of all-round restraint and restriction. Even one of his fingers seemed to be caught by some kind of The invisible matter is suppressed to death.
"Go."
Malzaha raised his hand gently.
"Buzz!"
The torrent of ebony throat turned into a rolling machine in an instant.
Not everyone is like Wade. After being crushed into meat, they can still slowly "knead" back.
At the very least, ebony throat can't be done. When Malzaha lowered his arm, there was only a mess of meat left in the position where ebony throat stood.
Just so gently lifted one side, the two remaining generals under the tyrants were directly crushed into a stand.
In terms of strength alone, Malzaha is now standing at the top of the universe, although it is not particularly top-notch.
But as a prophet, his ‘strength’ was not fully demonstrated in strength.
"What about the other?"
Malzaha raised his head and looked at the Tyrant and asked.
"another?"
"Your men, isn't there one left?"
"Oh." The Tyrant laughed, as if it was a dog who had just died in front of him. "The other is still on the frontal battlefield. Tell me, after this time, how many people will you have left?"
The battle between forces and forces has never been a fight between two people. I beat you down and I won.
Its struggle actually covers every aspect, and its place of battle is not limited to a specific position.
Just like now, with the acquiescence of the two ‘heads’, the whole battle is divided into two battlefields, one is the boss’s duel, and the other is the bite of the dogs under his command.
In fact, if you lose one of the two battlefields, it is difficult for you to judge whether you really "won" a victory.
"How many are left, and how many are not left?"
Malzaha's gaze moved downwards, and after seeing the golden glove, his deep gaze finally made waves.
As long as you can get six infinite gems, and the glove that can carry infinite gems, then what is the problem that can't be solved with the snap of fingers in the entire universe?
Even if there are, then one is not enough, two, three, four are not enough?
As the powerhouse of the Netherworld, as the devil who once destroyed a world, Malzaha wanted to reasonably avoid the side effects of infinite gloves, there are still some ways.
As for the so-called Void Army, it was originally used as a tool. If it can achieve its purpose, who would be willing to control the level of loss of tools?
"You are very confident." Hegemon still said with a smile,
He has a layout on the frontal battlefield. After all, it is the old man who has been saved for so many years. It is no problem to lose a few men, but it is not cost-effective to drag it out all at once.
Of the two battlefields, I have already won one.
As for the other battlefield, he has always been confident of tyrants.
And even if it is a loss, after all the means are exhausted, it is not an unacceptable ending.
"How can I get to the moment without confidence?" Malzaha replied.
Two people say you, I say, like chatting.
Except for a fresh meat sauce next to it and some barren scenery, the whole atmosphere is really harmonious.
"Just a while ago, I saw someone more confident than you."
"Well." Marzaha responded, and then started walking forward.
"You are very skilled in the use of space gems." Bully continued to stand and said.
"The first one is this one, which is used for transition, not worth spending too much thought on it."
"What about other gems?"
From the beginning to the present, Malzaha has only shown the ability of space gems. As for the other gems, he has not exposed his face.
"If you beat me, you can see it."
Marzaha came to a position almost ten meters away from the tyrant and stopped, carefully patrolling the surroundings,
"You really didn't bring anyone else?"
"What's the use?" Bully nodded the ground with his fingers.
"Huh..." Malzaha suddenly laughed, "just now you said I was confident."
"Huh?"
"Actually, I think you are more confident than me."
Tyrant licked his lips,
Road:
"What do you mean?"
"I really didn't expect ~EbookFREE.me~ You would bring only one idiot, or can you only bring one idiot?"
After Malzaha finished speaking, a purple light flashed suddenly behind the bully.
When the light dissipated, Kassadin, who was all Wu Qiang, appeared behind the tyrant, with one hand holding the Void Short Blade, and the other hand, faintly shining a green light.
"He is telling the truth, there is really no one around." Kassadin said to Malzaha.
"well."
Malzaha glanced at the bully whose face became a little ugly,
Road:
"Then, let's get started."
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