Chapter 3511: Legacy of the Enemy of Iron Fist (78) (2/2)

He wanted to yell, but only heard his hoarse cry.

And Grey, who was crushed by the wreckage of the steam cannon, couldn't respond to his crying, but his eyes widened, and the last smile bloomed at his younger brother.

”nothing.”

The boy seemed to hear his sister comforting him, ”It's okay, we can see Mom and Dad soon.”

”...”

Gus gritted his teeth, resisted the severe pain, leaped hard, and finally grabbed his sister's hand.

Can't catch the half-minute passing temperature.

The young man was speechless, shed blood and tears, staring at the sky blankly.

And the gods who stand on top of the sky, control life and death, manipulate destiny, and can create and destroy everything.

”It shouldn't be like this.”

Gus looked at the collapsing world and thought, ”The truth shouldn't be like this, the world shouldn't be like this, our destiny shouldn't be like this!”

He has never been the same, eager to change his fate, save his own kind, and even kill his creator.

Gritting his teeth, the young man summoned his last courage and strength, grabbed the remains of the steam cannon, endured the severe pain, and stood up.

The shattered legs pierced the broken bones and plunged into a pool of blood, and there came a sharp pain that life was worse than death.

But the severe pain actually stimulated the young man's soul to explode. He waved his immature fist, learned the fanatical appearance of the steam cultists, and screamed in the sky.

”Come on, boxing champion, you can destroy me as much as you can, but you will never defeat me. Come on, let us fight to the death!”

Gus quickly got what he wanted.

He was blown away again by the air wave, and fell to the ground like a pile of rubbish, his bones burst and his internal organs shattered.

The teenager can feel the passing of life.

Before all the data is cleared, I am afraid there are only thirty or fifty seconds left.

But he was laughing.

At least, at the end of destiny, in such thirty or fifty seconds, he got rid of the shackles and manipulation of the creator, lived according to his own will, and died as a human being.

That's enough, right?

”Gus! Gus!”

Suddenly, the young man who was still dying heard an urgent cry in a daze.

”Lu Qingchen?”

The gradually closing eyes suddenly rounded, Gus turned his head and saw the torn apart demon, he was suppressed by the boxing king not far away, like a dead but not stiff little bug, wriggling towards him.

”Gus, he is too powerful, you can't beat him, I can't beat him, there is only one way, there is hope!”

Lu Qingchen was also laughing, laughing happily and decisively, his ugly face was full of madness.

The devil stretched out his **** arms, and from the deepest part of his soul spewed out the brightest arcs, spreading towards the young man.

”Come on, this is my last strength, all the inheritance of lightning life, open your heart, take it, and become the new generation of lightning king, and then go and create miracles, boy!”