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Chapter 676 Dead End

Seeing the huge palms in front of him, a trace of incredibility flashed in Clark's eyes, but it soon turned into a fierce fighting spirit.

"Click!"

With a shocking roar, his muscles suddenly rose and his whole body had turned into a Hulk more than five meters tall.

With a forceful step on his feet, the steel platform under his feet burst, leaving behind a wreck like a crater. The whole person soared into the sky like a rocket, cutting through the atmosphere, and rushing towards the palm of his grasp.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang! The sound of breaking through the air was like a layer of steel armor barriers. A red light appeared all over his body, which was the heat brought by the friction of the atmosphere.

The atmosphere was penetrated by a large hole with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers. Countless bodies shaking the air and the strong winds overflowed, accelerating and accelerating again. Clark's body instantly reached Mach 50 times, and it was still accelerating. The entire American continent fell into darkness due to the appearance of his palms, and he could also see a red meteor in the dark rushing into the sky, which was Clark.

A few minutes later, he hit Zuo Qingcang's palm head-on.

The power of hundreds of millions of tons gathered wildly in Clark's body, and then exploded like a flash flood, hitting it at a speed of dozens of Mach. This was a punch that was enough to create a flash flood, launch a tsunami, and destroy cities and countries.

Such a rapid punch hit Zuo Qingcang's palm directly.

However... useless.

Perhaps in Zuo Qingcang's own world, his palm is only a few dozen or hundreds of tons, but in this world, the weight of the palm light is the palm, and the size of this mass alone is at least eight orders of magnitude different from the fist force exerted by Clark.

As if he had the effect of shaking a tree, Clark felt that his punch was like an ordinary person hitting a punch on the marble. The man and the punch had been pressed down by Zuo Qingcang's palm and continued to hit the earth.

A lot of anger burned from Clark's eyes, and his green body continued to grow. He grew stronger and stronger. The muscle structure that was twenty meters high burst out with crazy power. He screamed in his mouth that even he had unknown meaning, pushing the power to the end.

But just like bacteria fighting against human power, the power exerted by Clark did not even change the direction of Zuo Qingcang's palm, and even the speed did not change at all because of him.

Without deliberately targeting or counterattacking, he continued to press towards the earth. Clark did not take action, and now there is no difference.

"Damn it! Are you going to destroy the entire earth?"

"Of course not." Zuo Qingcang said lightly. Just as his palm gradually approached the atmosphere, he suddenly changed his palm into fingers. The power brought about by the palm transformation caused the entire earth's atmosphere to flow into chaos. As the palm wind swept through, there was no cloud on the continent of the United States, and countless twelve-level hurricanes were sweeping everywhere.

Zuo Qingcang's index and middle finger was gently pointed out, and it pierced directly towards the Atlantic Ocean. In this process, even without intentional use of power, the force field wrapped around his palm had already pinched Clark into meat paste.

Just the aftermath of the action, the strongest man on earth died without any resistance.

"What?" In the Atlantic Ocean, a variant Godzilla who is more than eight kilometers long and weighs more than millions of tons, is even above Clark's physical strength. The boiling heat waves absorbed from the center of the earth are enough to boil the entire Atlantic Ocean.

But in front of Zuo Qingcang, such a scale is just a earthworm and a bowl of fish soup.

Variety Godzilla originally wanted to take advantage of Clark's opportunity to open the transmission door to see if there is any advantage to take. How could he expect that he would encounter such a devastating scene?

There was no time to escape. When the mutant Godzilla wanted to get back to the center of the earth, Zuo Qingcang's two fingers had already reached into the Atlantic Ocean.

Just like two Optimus Primes fell into the sea. The moment the finger entered the Atlantic Ocean, a tsunami that exceeded several kilometers high rose into the sky. It became the most terrifying natural disaster in history, rushing towards the American continent, the African continent, and the Western European coast.

Although Godzilla, who was regarded as the target, was not afraid of the tsunami, he saw everything he saw, which was Zuo Qing's pale skin.

Now this skin looks like two continents that cannot be seen at a glance, and it is like two continental plates that are clamped towards the mutant Godzilla.

roar!

Furious, angry, despair, and crazy roars came from Godzilla's mouth, and atomic breath spit out from his mouth as if it was not expensive. The atomic rays that were enough to destroy a city in an instant could not leave any trace on Zuo Qingcang's skin.

His whole body turned red, and the heat energy absorbed from the core for several months burst out in the form of antimatter equations. The dazzling red light illuminated the entire sea surface, and the sea surface within a radius of hundreds of kilometers boiled, as if the entire sea had turned into a big hot pot.

roar!

"Do you want to commit suicide?"

"Zuo Qingcang! Even if I want to kill me, I have to pay a price. After the mass-energy reactor in my body explodes, it is enough to cause a series of explosions on the entire earth. You can keep this hand."

"I think too much about you."

Before Godzilla could react, his fingers or two continents had suddenly closed. Godzilla's body was instantly pinched into a flat cake, like a fly that was pinched to death.

The so-called self-destruction of the mass-energy reactor was just a faint sound from the middle of the two fingers, which had been completely wiped out between Zuo Qingcang's index finger and middle finger.

After pinching Clark and Godzilla to death, Zuo Qingcang did not rush to deal with the Hunger and the Seven Colors Legion, but took back his palm and set his next target on the moon.

The big whirlpool caused by not holding your fingers and dozens of days of global rainstorms.

The Doomsday and the Eye of Mystery on the Moon have been completely crazy.

"Damn it, how could this happen? None of our backup plans thought that this would happen."

"Calm down, mysteries." Although Doomsday's tone was a little tired, it still remained rational: "Back up all our data on every host, so that Mars and Saturn's colonial fleets quickly escape from the solar system and escape.

As long as our data backup still exists, we will not die.”

"It's too late!" Looking at the palm that caught him, which really covered the sky and the sun, the mystery said crazily: "There's not so much time, we don't have quantum transmission technology. It's too far from here to the expeditionary fleet. We can backup up to 10% of the data."

"I'll delay the time." Doomsday breathed, and just as he wanted to take action, he found Zuo Qingcang's palm paused.

"Stop?"

"No." A trace of clarity flashed in Doomsday's eyes: "It's our body that is stopping him. Damn it, this is a conspiracy from beginning to end."

Doomsday finally understood that Zuo Qingcang had no intention of giving them a way out from the beginning. The purpose of opening up the quantum channel was not only to improve Zuo Qingcang's own realm and knowledge, but also to lure the fourth gods down the projection, and then devour the projection to obtain part of the ability of the fourth god, and in turn suppress the fourth god.

"They have fought." Doomsday shouted: "We'll come too." (To be continued)
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