MTL - I Am In Marvel-Chapter 620 Killing Kyle

Chapter 620 Killing God Kyle

Virtual test space No. 007.

Random battle scene: World War II naval battleship!

Test time: 02:06!

On the deck of the battleship that is driving on the sea, two figures, one black and one red, are fiercely playing the knife game, and the surrounding air is becoming more and more fierce.

Mars splashed, the dead waiter armed with a sharp samurai double knife, in the left hand of the clawed Kyle offensive, retreat, completely under the wind.

The sharp and deadly claws seemed to come from the hands of the beast, and did not give him a chance to breathe. If the double-edged sword did not keep up with the attack speed, the next moment would be opened by the claws.

In the past, the dead waiter, who only attacked and defended, could not take back the initiative from Kyle this time.

"Speed, strength, explosiveness, and fighting skills are top not available to humans. This man is a monster!"

Stepping back a few steps, the dead waiter opened a certain position, he looked down at his chest, **** on the top, despite avoiding the key, still left a few shallow claw marks.

Kyle is still chasing after him. On this way, he coughs gently, and a bright and incomparable blood flows out of his mouth.

"Well? What is going on here?" The dead waiter is still going backwards. Seeing this scene, he paused a little. He is very convinced that he has not had a substantial attack on Kyle before.

"Right. There was such a rumor that after the man crusted the Japanese sang, on the day of the reunification, he resigned from the post of major general. So far, he rarely appeared in front of the public. I heard that he was seriously ill... ”

The dead waiter thought of this, and could not help but smile.

incredible. The man in front of him is obviously seriously injured. He still coughs blood when he fights, but he is more and more brave, such as the same invincible killing god.

"It’s terrible, it’s terrible. It’s impossible to beat him. I just have to find a way to drag it through for a few minutes.” He looked up and counted down, and the distance was one and a half minutes. Three minutes, it was very long. .

"Fortunately. I have a hand in the drag time. After all, I have an undead body!" The dead waiter smiled confidently, and within a few seconds, the claw marks on his chest had all healed.

tread! !

The back of the dead waiter suddenly hit the iron bar, but unconsciously, he came to the end of the deck and could not go back!

In such a moment, the virtual character - Kyle of World War II, has arrived at the dead waiter, the left hand slammed forward, the air was cut in half by sharp things!

Hey!

One arm was thrown high, the blood splashed, and the smiling smile of the dead waited on the face, and there was a bit more mistake in the eyes.

This time, Kyle is no longer using claws, but the sword he carries.

Sodium carbon steel sword.

No. 099 virtual test space.

Random battle scene: New York Central Street!

Test time: 02:00!

Eddie, who is symbiotic with the toxin, is a toxin agent who is like a human monster. It slams a punch forward and flies out with Kelly steel sword in front of him.

A glass door smashing the first floor of the building, Kyle continued to roll until he did not enter the building.

"Be careful, Eddie, stop being touched by the sword." The sound of the toxin sounded inside.

"Of course I know." The toxin agent looked at the shoulders and shoulders. There was a shocking sword mark on it. He opened the dark shell and almost touched the inner Eddie body.

"Be careful!"

The sound of the toxins just fell, and from the inside of the building, a sudden explosion of an exhibition car.

The toxin agent reacted very quickly, and his left hand slammed and blew the car to the side of the road. The car rolled over several times and eventually slammed into the wall of the building.

"The power of this level..." The toxin agent narrowed his eyes and looked at the first floor of the building where Kyle had just disappeared. There was a heavy pace of sound, and a tall, burly figure emerged from it.

Almost as tall as his monster body, the whole body is dark, and the narrow eyes are red. When Kyle returned to the street, he had completely changed his appearance and covered his body with a tough cuticle. Even the cold and cold atmosphere of the body has become violent.

"I can understand now. The reason why the owner can be invincible during World War II."

The toxin agent said to himself, under the resonance of the symbiotic body and the deeper meaning, he felt a little fear in this symbiotic state.

This fear is more from toxins.

"Toxin, do you want to escape?" The toxin agent took a deep breath and asked.

The toxin was silent for a moment and responded with a decisive response: "No, I want to continue fighting! Fight, Eddie! Just keep fighting and always find the meaning of our existence!"

At the same time, Kyle rushed forward violently, and the fist of his right hand was like a hammer.

"That, as you wish!" Toxin agent smiled. Then, he took a solid step and met Kyle face-to-face with a full blow.

Two similar fists touched each other. The next moment, the impact of the punching force shocked the air, sweeping away from the surrounding street area, and the glass products such as the doors and windows of the nearby buildings burst.

Virtual test space No. 069.

Random battle scene: Nova Central Plaza!

Test time: 01:46!

After the steel wings and tails splashed a little cyclone, the falcon floated in the air of 70 meters high, and he looked down and looked down. It was obvious that the dark black-type monster of Kyle's incarnation was destroying the rampage in the square.

"Even if Mr. Kyle of this era is too strong, even the shells that he carries with him can't help." The Falcons stunned their chests. "But as long as they float in the air and leave the attack range, it will be safe." ”

The Falcon thought of it, and happened to be in the bottom of the square, Kyle’s pair of red eyes.

Kyle's mouth outlines a slight arc, and his body squats slightly down, posing a prelude to prepare for the jump.

"No, this is a height of nearly 100 meters!" The falcon's heart was filled with an extremely unpredictable hunch.

As if to confirm his conjecture, Kyle suddenly jumped up and swayed a white wave on the floor, and he quickly approached the Falcon to get closer.

"Run!"

The falcon’s inner bell sounded loudly and lifted up again. Then he saw that Kyle’s jump was slower and slower, and it was about to fall down. Kyle’s foot slammed into the air, as if stepping on the invisible air floor, and catching up with the rest in the blink of an eye. The distance is poor.

Sprint in the air!

"Can it still be like this?" In the 100-meter air, the falcon looked at Kyle beyond his own, and everyone was scared.

Virtual test space No. 057.

Random battle scene: Sarah Star Garbage!

Test time: 01:28!

In the mirror space of the junkyard, the stunned Stephen, and the magical cloak, both shivered into a group of shivering.

"It was almost finished. Fortunately, I fled to the mirror space in time." Stephen sat on a pile of garbage hills, sighed and sighed, facing the enemy whose spells were invalid, and he was difficult to drag.

But now it's okay. The mirror space is absolutely safe for their mage.

Just as Stephen waited for the end of the countdown, in an area behind him, the rising Mars turned into a wheel, and after the portal was formed, Kyle's figure came out of it.

(End of this chapter)