One Thousand Six Hundred and Eighty-Seven Two Punches

Chris sat in his own ocean of consciousness, letting clear energy flow through his feet.

He sat on a rock, looked at the entangled giant tree in front of him, which had become towering and majestic, and admired the leaves on which recorded magic and technological information.

It's just his biggest secret, and also his biggest reliance. This time his body fell into a coma, but his consciousness became extremely clear.

This is a very mysterious feeling, as if a person is having a dream with incomparable clarity.

He was really afraid that he was having a dream, a horrible dream that he woke up and found that everything was illusory.

"I didn't expect... you're so interesting here." A voice sounded, and in Chris's consciousness, a man who looked a little thin walked up to Chris step by step through a lake formed by energy.

"You are the second other person to see this place." Chris said without looking at him, still staring at the two trees.

"That's really a great honor." The middle-aged man that God embodied seemed to be 1.78 meters tall, but only weighed about 100 catties.

He was wearing a large white robe, made of linen material, which looked very comfortable.

"I really didn't expect that there are things in this world that I don't know." He admired, looked at the two towering trees, and said in admiration: "You have surprised me several times in a row. "

While speaking, he closed his eyes, as if he was absorbing everything around him: "I can see your past... everything about you... ah! How beautiful it is..."

"This is my world... Are you... sure you want to be a thief?" Chris withdrew his gaze, and looked coldly at the god who broke into his mind.

"You are much luckier than me. At least you still have a castle when you wake up. When I woke up for the first time and saw the world for the first time, there was only barbarism and chaos." Chris interrupted, he glanced at Chris with some displeasure, and said.

"Actually, being a god has many advantages. As long as I have a little playful mind, those civilizations scattered in the universe can multiply brilliantly, or be destroyed in an instant." He made a gesture of flipping his palms, his expression showing Very proud.

Then, in the next second, he became lonely, and explained with some regret: "But, also as a god! I am imprisoned in this world,

Can't resist the rules of this world, can't resist the confinement of this world! I can say that I am omnipotent in this world, but the only thing I cannot do is to break the restrictions of this world. "

He pointed to himself: "That's why I spent 100,000 years, 1 million years, 10 million years, 100 million years... billion years, 10 billion years to wait, waiting for a loophole in the rules of this world..."

Having said this, he pointed at Chris again: "And you! It is obvious that this world has developed naturally for countless years, and accumulated... an irreparable loophole in the rules!"

"You were pulled into this world by a civilization called Huaxia who used technology to twist the void by mistake! Your soul itself is the only unreasonable thing in this world!" He spread his hands and gestured to everything around him.

"As a god, I must eradicate you and maintain order in this world! And my soldiers, the watchmen, are designed for this!" Having said that, the god pointed at Chris again.

He saw the contempt for him in Chris's disdainful eyes, so he was a little annoyed, and his tone became fierce: "Think the watchman is too weak? No, no, no! You are wrong, if I let go of the watchman Sorens can consume more than 30% of the magical energy on the first day, and create a billion-fold army to overwhelm you..."

As a result, before he could finish his arrogant words, Chris jumped up from the rock he was sitting on with lightning speed, and punched the god on the chin with an uppercut.

"Crack!"...God... At this second, he heard the sound of his jaw bone breaking.

For at least this second, God was sure, his own mind was blank. This may be the first time in hundreds of billions of years that he was... beaten.

For a moment, he was in a trance. He never thought that someone would dare to shake his fist in front of him, and he never thought that one day he would feel... Pain.

At the moment when he was slightly dazed, Chris' fist flew towards him, hitting the god's face like a cannonball.

If there is a slow-motion camera, it will definitely be captured. There are ripples on the face of the god, and the shape of that face is distorted to the extreme under the impact of Chris' fist.

"I wanted to beat you twice a long time ago, and you still have the face to show off to me here! Shit!" Chris twisted his wrist, overlooking the wretched god curled up in the energy lake, and whispered coldly.

He said that if he had the opportunity to punch this damn god twice, he must punch twice! This is for him to repay the martyrs who died on the battlefield and the heroes who died in the war!

"Does it feel good?" Chris kicked God's body and asked fiercely: "Do you think it's fun to watch others struggle desperately to survive?"

"Have you hit enough? Listen to me when you've finished!" Wiping his nosebleed for the first time, God struggled to sit up from the ground, and there were still bruises on his eye sockets.

His expression was also extremely exciting, because it was the first time he felt pain, and it was also the first time he really saw a man who stood in front of him and had the guts to throw a fist.

This is a very mysterious feeling, because he has been lonely for countless years, and suddenly there is such an individual who can, or dare to look at him, he really has an indescribable excitement and surprise.

"It's really not enough..." Chris didn't continue to fight, but his mouth was still relentless.

"..." The god really wanted to curse, but he knew that in this space, he really wasn't necessarily the opponent of Chris in front of him.

"Okay! Alright!" Stretching out a hand, the god made a conciliatory gesture: "Talk, chat..."

"Let's talk about it, boring god." Chris let go of his fist, watched the god stand up unsteadily, and said.

"Where do we start...Then, let's continue from the topic just now!" God bypassed Chris, walked to the rock where Chris was just sitting, and sat down on it: "I said, you are the one , the laws of this world, that error that cannot be repaired!"