Chapter 903 Killing the Apocalypse

Batman, an ordinary person who dares to wear the Hell Bat Armor to go to Apocalypse solo, he is better than Batman no matter what!

The emotion of courage has not been broken through for a long time. Thea feels that she is too rational (fear of death) to fight everything to the extreme. If she can understand courage, she will be damned.

Like Hal Jordan, no matter what, he used his body to hit the Black Death Emperor. Although Thea felt that he was not good enough, it was indeed a show of courage.

This killing spree is a good opportunity, she wants to see how far she can go.

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Apocalypse.

On this planet that seems to explode in the next second, the air is filled with evil, and all kinds of crimes can be seen everywhere. Evil deeds lead to continuous natural disasters, which in turn aggravate the crimes.

Competing with each other, killing each other, just to snatch that little living material so that they can live another day.

"What are you doing!" A group of patrolling guards walked by. They were attracted by the teleportation fluctuations. When they came over, they found Thea was looking around, and the guard who seemed to be the leader shouted loudly.

Unlike the chaos in hell, here is evil, and everything you see is evil. The weak have no right to live, and the strong enjoy everything. This is the order of the Apocalypse, the axiom of the Apocalypse.

"A group of ants." She moved as fast as lightning, and the long sword in her left hand flew out. The sound of piercing the air passed over the guard's neck, and several blood spurs sprayed out. When the long sword flew back to the palm of her hand, all nine guards were beheaded. They fell neatly into the loess.

Thea didn't stop. The hands of ordinary people here are also covered with blood. It is not uncommon for people to be slaughtered for a little living supplies. In order to vent the resentment in the sword and to reconcile death with herself, she didn't use magic. Relying on weapons, start the journey of killing all the way.

After spotting Dakseid's palace, she walked straight over, and the patrols, soldiers, and criminals she saw along the way became her ghosts under the sword.

"Who are you!" A roar sounded from her side, and the other party was very cunning, attacking while shouting.

There was a violent piercing sound, and it didn't matter what it was, Thea stretched out her right hand to grab the enemy.

Um? She was taken aback for a moment, only to see a hammer held in her white as jade palm, and she also knew the original owner of the hammer, a big lion head, isn't this Daxed's eldest son Calibak!

The other party still had a jagged sword in his hand, and now he was trying to control the hammer to fly away.

Humph? What do you mean? Do you reckless gods like to throw hammers at the goddess of death!

At a distance of more than ten meters, Kalibak still had the old style, with thick hair, hair and beard in one piece, looking like a lion's head from a distance, and strong muscles were exposed from the leather vest. After several times of force, the muscles swelled to the extreme, His hammer didn't leave Thea's palm either.

"Um?"

"Come back to me!"

Calibak, the violent man bent on inheriting the Darkseid throne, gritted his teeth, trying to take back his hammer.

But he was very helpless. He was firmly grasped after using a weapon for hundreds of millions of years. In his opinion, Thea's slender wrist was not as thick as his fingers. How did she hold the hammer.

"This is impossible!"

"Since the guy next door can do it, so can I!" Thea said something Kalibak couldn't understand, but it was nothing more than an artifact! He bowed his head in the face of death, and exerted force with his right hand. In the crackling sound, the surface of the hammer was covered with fine network cracks.

Thea looked at Kalibak with a playful expression, and put her five fingers together to exert force. The artifact felt the master's strong will to resist, but it was like a weak woman, completely invincible to the erosion of death.

After only holding on for two seconds, the core of the artifact was directly shattered. Such a violent destruction of the artifact triggered an irresistible storm of divine power to sweep across an area of ​​hundreds of meters.

There was an explosion of "Boom", and Thea had been prepared for a long time, a layer of barrier blocked the aftermath, and she remained motionless.

On the other side, Karabaker was not prepared at all, the artifact was destroyed, and his mind was even more affected. The raging wind blew him away more than ten meters,

But it was nothing, he felt sorry for his weapon, and was even more afraid of this seemingly powerful woman.

Powerful, as strong as his father Darkseid, even if he just stands there, he will feel a huge burden on his heart, as if he is looking at some natural enemy.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you!" Kalibak kept cheering himself up. He is the son of Darkseid, and he will inherit the throne in the future, and he will break through the new creation star in the future! Suppressing his fear, he waved the sawtooth sword and slashed down with a big jump.

Thea glanced at it indifferently, and gently blew off the dust on the black nail cover, "Your hammer has too many impurities, go back to the furnace and try again, you don't need to thank me!"

Lightly dodging the attack sideways, Kalibak was fierce enough, but unfortunately he had no brains.

From Yuga Khan to Dakseid, and then to Kalibak, there are three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, and one generation is not as good as the other.

Calibak fell to the ground, like crazy, swung a big sword so that the water couldn't get in, slashed left and right, and the strong wind accompanied the huge force, constantly destroying the surrounding buildings.

Many Apocalypse civilian guards avoided one after another, and even more took advantage of the chaos to rob and kill.

"Die to me! Die to me!" Kalibak was strong and strong, and he could create a hurricane just by relying on physical attacks.

But in Thea's view, this guy is full of flaws.

"Mentally handicapped." Thea advanced instead of retreating, and found a flaw very lightly, and walked around behind Kalibak when there was no time to go, holding her left hand behind her back, and aimed a sword behind her.

This fantasy weapon created by adding resentment and murderous aura to the Black Death Emperor's sickle, even the new gods can't resist it.

Thea's sword pierced Kalibak with a transparent hole from the back to the front, and the black tip of the sword pierced out from the front.

"Ho ho..." Calibak only felt that his inexhaustible power was suddenly cut off, and he reached out to caress the wound and block the hole that made him so powerless.

With a sound of "Chi", Thea drew her sword, turned around, and stabbed again with the sword in her right hand from her neck.

Afterwards, she didn't even look at her, leaving behind Kalibak who fell to the ground like a lion, walking slowly forward, occasionally revealing the white soles of his feet from the hem of his robe, making the ground messy, but still not detracting from her cleanliness and refinement. His feet were spotless, and the place he walked was covered with a dense fog, which was the purest dead air.

As if nothing happened, she whistled softly, walked steadily, and moved forward at a constant speed. The God of Death is different from others, Zeus' divine power cannot be transformed at all, it can only grow through killing.

The closer to the central area, the stronger the resistance, but that refers to the ordinary level. In her eyes, there is not much difference between ordinary miscellaneous soldiers and elites. Two long swords came out of her hands, like two sawtooth flywheels. All the miscellaneous soldiers were cut into two sections.