Dc Violence -Kun

The last day.

It is still Manhattan, the Four Seasons Hotel.

The city is still prosperous, with busy traffic and endless streams. It is full of excitement and clamor in quietness. It is filled with the excitement of world-class cities, as well as the glitz and impetuousness of world-class cities.

This is a lively, prosperous and impetuous world, which has been so since ancient times.

The streets, eight streets and nine streets, vertical and horizontal errors, different races, races, are always fighting for meaningless racial discrimination and monetary benefits.

Behind the survival, there is a big demon-kun master who is ready to destroy the earth, all this, everything in the city is as old, without knowing any news, even the time of destruction.

But it seems to be human, how pitiful it is.

Bati stood on the window sill of the presidential suite, the cold wind was blowing the hem of his windbreaker, waves were constantly flying behind him, the sun shining on his indifferent expression, and the white jade sculpture-like skin exuded a halo, giant-like Look down at the whole city.

His eyes were cold, without any emotion.

The whole city that undulates with each other is like the scrawny peaks in landscape paintings, and it is associated with the breathtaking steel stone forest rising from the ground.

The whole city was captured by him.

a long time.

"Knock, knock..."

The knock on the door sounded.

After the seventh knock and no response, Mike straightly twisted the door handle of the transparent gold color and opened the heavy dark-toned wooden door.

He carried the black suitcase and put it on the floor of the living room.

Originally, he wanted to put it on the table, but the exquisite glass table, I don’t know who it was, like twisting paper, twisted into a ball, piled in a corner with expensive sofas, chairs, etc., it looks like it’s passing by It's like experimenting and venting.

This is Zatara's masterpiece.

"Boss, what you want."

Mike said, and put the black suitcase on the soft carpet.

He glanced at the back of Ba Di. In the sun, there was a layer of gentle brilliance on Ba Di's body. The frame of the figure was soft and bright, like a layer of precious light radiating softly, like an immortal, newly unearthed gem. .

But Mike had a strange feeling, and he felt strange in his heart.

Why... Under the back of the light, I always feel the grand feeling of wind and rain.

Very heavy, depressed feeling.

Bask in the sun!

Is it necessary to be so heavy? The air seemed to be heavy.

As if the sunny city, there is an unknown cloud in the dark.

Although Badi is usually indifferent, Mike didn't feel the pressure, but looking at Badi's back at this moment, he felt as if there was something very heavy on the shoulders of the boss.

He wondered for a moment, and then forgot about it.

Everyone has something to face, and perhaps the boss also has enemies that the boss has to face.

Just like himself, he has to face many strange tasks for the boss.

The boss has always carried a lot of things on his shoulders, he likes to look at the sun, but he can't understand it, and when he is puzzled, it is nothing.

He just left the presidential suite again.

And this time.

A black spot appeared in the sky above Manhattan.

The blue sky is blue, and the sun is soft and warm in winter, so this black spot is very eye-catching, as small as an ant, and so small that no one can see it.

Badi's eyes quickly narrowed, and his eyes flashed, his gaze was already across the city's high-rise scenery, staring at the black spot.

The black spot surpasses the speed of sound, but no sonic boom appears.

Flew towards the Four Seasons Hotel at extreme speed, and the black cloak was raised openly behind her.

She flew in front of Badi and paused in the air.

With a cloak hanging on his body, he was flying in the waves behind his back, and his petite body was suspended in front of Badi.

It's a raven.

Her pale complexion showed clear skin in the sun, and her dark purple lips were tightly pressed.

She nodded to Badi.

Close to his pale face.

About to face his father, Sannomiya again.

She still felt heavy and uneasy in her heart, her petite body fell on the sun, and the wavy cloak behind her again covered her body that she wanted to tremble.

Her pale complexion, tight, black pupils, her eyes were awe-inspiring and restless, and her body was stiff.

Bati entered the hall with her, picked up the box that Mike had sent, and opened it. Inside, there are densely arranged three hundred and eighty golden solar energy capsules. This is the artificial intelligence Hera is overloaded and uses the solar energy that will be designed in the future. The energy of the reactor was produced in a hurry.

If you can't survive this catastrophe, the future will be meaningless.

Ba Di twisted a solar energy capsule with his fingers, his face solemnly said: "Every capsule here is enough to fill my body's energy."

The raven nodded to show that he knew it.

When Badi is unable to take the capsules by herself, she will feed them.

At that time, when entering the spiritual world with the Sannomiya, the outside will be handled by the raven. This method is very helpless. You can't help yourself with life and death, you can only trust the raven.

Badi has never been willing to entrust his life to others, but there is no way at this moment, he is still too weak.

He admitted that he was weak, and there was an angry helplessness in his heart.

At this moment, encountering the third house is simply a devastating disaster.

This line of vitality, whether it is the magic world, the raven, or him, wants to firmly grasp it.

Zatara has already explained the magic he knows, all kinds of magic that have such a slight effect, and even the secrets of his own family.

He already entrusted the hope of the entire magical world, the hope of the earth, to Bati.

The raven transmitted all the magic about the Sanctuary of Agalas, the behavior, attitude, power of the Sannomiya, and the scenes of destroying the Sanctuary of Agalas to Bati.

This is a real demon, destruction, darkness always accompanies him.

His temperament is unpredictable and he acts unscrupulously.

If the Sannomiya had something to discuss with him, Badi would not fight hard with him, but lurking, strong enough to fight him in the future, and then awe-inspiring slaughter.

However, the Sannomiya is a real demon, with unpredictable behavior and destruction at will. This is a demon-kun lord who cannot be discussed.

People don't have any discussions with ants.

This is destined to only be confronted, and it may be a confrontation of ten deaths and no life.

The Sannomiya is so powerful that it is suffocating, and what they are fighting against is only a projection.

The projection is also sufficient to destroy the existence of the planet.

How not to make people feel suffocated?

Ba Di's face was cold, his eyes were deep, and there was supreme determination in his opening and closing.

He took off his white windbreaker and landed.

The shirt was removed, revealing a strong chest with crisscross scars, well-defined smooth muscle lines, and a stalwart chest like a mountain.

The sun shone from behind, shining his figure unusually tall, pouring down like a mountain, and the tall figure shadow enveloped the fragile body of the raven.

"concentrate!"

Bardi shouted, because he found that the raven seemed to be in bad condition.

She felt uneasy about what was about to face.

Repeatedly facing past fears and memories made her body stiff and stagnant involuntarily.

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