Chapter 1216

The high-intensity shock wave destroyed everything on Old Osborn's face in an instant. His facial skin and muscles completely collapsed and disintegrated under the high-frequency fluctuations, and flew down from his face like bloody dust.

This situation seems terrible, especially after everything on the face is destroyed, leaving only the eerie skull. According to common sense, even the skull should be destroyed by this shock. However, Osborn's skull has been strengthened to the point of indestructibility, especially the brain in it, it is completely protected. So even if it had become like this, his skull and the brain in it were still intact. And this also resulted in that the damage he suffered was simply not as serious as he seemed.

This can be seen from the fact that the palm force on Quake's neck has not decreased at all. It is still firmly in control of Quake's life, and even began to shrink continuously. This caused Quake to immediately fall into a desperate situation of suffocation.

She is a hybrid of Inhumans and humans, not a seabed human who can breathe on her cheeks and skin. With this kind of throat constantly being held tightly, she naturally became difficult even to breathe. And as the oxygen that could be ingested became thinner to the point of almost nothing, her body naturally followed up with a chain reaction.

complexion ashen, the muscles and collaterals are violent, and even his eyes have begun to roll. Although she was still struggling desperately, it was obvious that her struggling strength was diminishing. It is conceivable that it will not be too much. When the last strength is completely consumed with the remaining oxygen, it is when her life is completely over. And during this not a long time, she could do nothing at all.

I felt that the power of Final Struggle was continuously weakening in my hand, and the old Osborn felt relieved immediately. His eyes and vocal cords were damaged in the shock wave just now, which made him neither see nor speak. All information can only barely get feedback through the touch of the hand. But that doesn't mean he doesn't know Quake's current situation, and this is the result he wants.

Using the vocal cords that have not yet fully grown, the old Osborn has already made terrifying laughter like ghost crying.

"I'm dying, do you feel the darkness in front of oneself? I heard people say that it is a kind of horror that is drowning in the deep water, unable to struggle, unable to save oneself, and can only sink forever Feeling. I don’t know if your feeling is like this. If it is, then I’ll be very happy. Because I finally made you pay for what the owner did. This kind of gratitude, revenge and revenge is really true It's too popular. I can't help but want to sing a song. Haha, haha!"

As a winner, old Osborn certainly has reason to show such arrogance. And seeing Quake was about to die in his hands like this. Suddenly, a deep black shadow crossed his arm, causing his arm to disappear directly into the shadow.

Such a sudden change made the old Osborn almost suddenly widened the eyes of oneself who had just grown his eyeballs, and then let out a completely uncontrollable wailing from his throat. This is a kind of painful cry, which human beings will make when they are tortured intolerably. It's just that this kind of voice appears on Osborn's body, which is really incredible.

The reason for saying this is that the old Osborn is now completely different from ordinary humans. With Extremis in his body, he can perfectly control his own brain, so that he can use the human body's potential to repair the wounds on his body, and he can also shield the nerve signals that represent pain.

Like the trauma he has suffered before, he will not say a word not because he has become a tough guy who can face doesn't change, but because he simply blocked it. These nerve signals cut off its influence on the brain. For him, those injuries simply seem to be non-existent, so naturally he will not be moved by this.

But the current situation is different. He can clearly perceive the almost unbearable pain from oneself's arm. This is not a feeling that comes from the body, but more like a spray in the depth of one's soul. Nerve signals simply cannot suppress this pain, and this naturally makes him vulnerable like a mortal.

He couldn't restrain himself in pain, but let Quake break free from the desperate situation. And looking at old Osborn who had become like this, a surprised expression immediately appeared on her face.

There is no doubt that this is someone who secretly extended a helping hand to her. It was difficult for her to figure out who was going to do this for a while. At this time, the old Osborn, who had regained oneself's vision, also barely endured the suffering.

He subconsciously wanted to recover the injury on oneself's hand, but no matter how hard he tried, the arm that disappeared could never grow back. It was as if there was simply no such body in his body structure, and all his efforts were in vain.

Frightened! An unprecedented panic emerged from the old Osborn's heart at this time. He couldn't believe what happened to oneself, and he was more worried about the character hidden in the dark. There is no doubt that this is the most threatening existence to him, and his actions that have been hidden in the dark have made this threat so great that it made old Osborn's breathing depressed.

Originally, old Osborn’s mental quality could not be considered good. In this case, his mood naturally became irritable and uncontrollable. He began to growl and yell like a wolf with its tail blown up, like a snake with its scales erected. Almost crazy, he warned against the shadows.

"Who is there? Come out, show me out. What did you do to me? What do you want to do? Since you showed up, why don't you dare to come out to see me? Get out of me!"

No one responded, only the clear breathing sound appeared in the darkness. This made the old Osborn immediately turn his head to the place where the breath appeared, but soon he discovered that the same voice appeared elsewhere. As if countless people were peering at him in secret, the fear of the unknown made him have one's hair stand on end in an instant.

At this time, I am afraid that only oneself can hold the chips in his hand to make him feel at ease. So immediately, he planned to regain control of Quake in the hands of own. But before he could act, another shadow immediately fell upon him like a hungry wolf lurking in the dark. It threw silently on Old Osborn's ankle, as if it appeared on his arm, even with the Green Goblin armor, everything was eliminated in the darkness. In the same way, the pain came again like a tide.

The painful feeling is naturally unbearable, but even more deadly, the old Osborn was restricted from moving even after losing his own foot. Iron Crutch Li still needs a walking stick to walk like flying, he now has such a foot, even if he is a one-horned chicken, it is impossible to fly.

Re-holding Quake has become an impossible thing. Facing the existence in the darkness, the old Osborn fell into a tragic situation of powerlessness almost instantly.

This was unacceptable to him, so he almost madly threw all the weapons on oneself towards the dark place. However, whether it is a sharp whirling knife wheel or a careful energy bomb, when you enter the darkness, it is like entering a bottomless abyss. Simply without any movement, it is already disappear without a trace.

This kind of surreal situation naturally shocked the old Osborn again, and was unable to extricate himself from fear. He seemed to realize what kind of existence oneself was facing, and this understanding also allowed him to completely dispel those unrealistic illusions, as if he was tens of years old in an instant, facing the dark So Existence began to ask questions weakly.

"Who are you? God or the devil? Why do you treat me like this? It's not fair, it's not fair!"

Fair. A word that he had never bothered to talk about, but now it has become the only echo in his heart. On the other side, this kind of unwilling scream like a little daughter-in-law who had been fucked, but this kind of merciless ridicule slowly sounded in the dark.

"Fairness. Will the famous Osborn also have a fair day? When you said this, didn’t you think that what you did would be to those innocents who died in your hands? How can it be fair to talk about it?"

With the voice coming, Osborn saw such a scene. That is the shadow of a human figure is coming out of the darkness step by step. As if the deepest fear in his heart had materialized, he couldn't help but swallowed his saliva in the face of such an existence, and then stumbled and asked.

"Who are you? Who are you? Why are you doing this?"

"You can think of me as a nosy passerby. Of course, you can Think of me as a good person who is righteous and brave. As for the reason I do this, mostly because of a whim. Of course, more of it is entrusted by others. After all, it is not who you can move, Mr. Osborn."

Looking at this shadow, walking towards oneself step by step, getting closer and closer, the old Osborn could no longer control the fear in Oneself's heart. He wanted to run away, but he lost a foot and simply had no way to escape, so he could only shake his own voice, and then started asking questions like this.

"What do you want to do? Kill me?"

"No, I don’t want to do this unnecessary and hateful thing. I just want to get your Just take something away!"