Chapter 780: Defeated

After the spiders weave their webs, they will be torn apart, and Duran will defeat the spiders after they use their ultimate moves.

Feitan stood in the empty scorch marks and laughed triumphantly: "Hahahaha, this is your reward, die, die, die, be swallowed by me, you bastards."

The hot red edges were everywhere, and the ruins left after the high temperature was like the scene of Ragnarok, with smoke curling and despising all living things.

Feitan was very proud. He had never seen an enemy that was not evaporated by his power: "Bastards." With a sound of pah, Feitan turned around and was about to find other companions.

"The temperature of the sun is more than this, young man."

Stop, this sneaky voice made Feitan's nerves tense up, and turned around, that was the original appearance of the metal puppet with all the clothes and artificial skin gone, the appearance of a metal robot.

"The temperature of the sun is more than this." The voice came from the mouth of the metal robot.

Have the robots always been fighting with me? Feitan was shocked, and he was even more shocked that the robot could actually endure the temperature of the sun: "It's just scrap copper and rotten iron." Feitan was so angry that he launched an attack again, this time with a sword.

The metal robot did not dodge or avoid, but just opened his right hand and flattened: "This is the temperature of the sun!"

A blazing flame appeared on the right hand of the mechanical puppet, and the twisting flame wrapped into an orange-yellow ball, and finally burned steadily. It was not a flame, but the brilliance of nuclear fusion!

Feitan's "Unforgivable Sinner" is a fireproof coat that can defend against his own moves. If the enemy is also at high temperature, it can definitely defend against it. Continue to attack. Feitan made a choice, attack, attack, attack, kill the enemy, and the pain will always be the enemy.

When he got closer, Feitan felt suspicious, because the enemy was clearly holding a sun in his hand, but he didn't feel the temperature. Is it just a bluff? "You insidious guy, die." The sword is close at hand, and one more step will pierce the robot.

At this time, the puppet moved: "Tremble, this is the absolute control of the sun, wrapping the energy in the moves without leaking anything, the attack is the sun itself."

The sun hit the tip of the knife.

Feitan was shocked, because what did he see? The sharp sword was refined into molten iron, and the molten iron evaporated again. It was only a moment, but Feitan already knew that this seemingly harmless sun that did not emit any temperature was hundreds of times hotter than the sun transformed by his own ability to read.

Let go, throw away the sword, Feitan ignored the shock of his internal organs and hurriedly retreated, retreating ten meters away. Even so, Feitan's right hand was still useless. It was the iron steam that released heat when it met his arm. His right hand had been carbonized, and even with a fireproof suit, it was useless.

Feitan's face was pale, and he finally realized why the puppet counterattacked after enduring his ultimate move, because it was to give the Phantom Troupe despair.

Six Paths Pain has never told a lie since he appeared. From the beginning, he said he would give Spider pain, to destroying Meteor Street, and then to let Spider experience despair. He has never told a lie since the beginning.

Looking at the carbonized right arm, which has completely lost consciousness, Feitan's face is getting uglier and uglier. The consumption and injury made him fall into the abyss of despair. Yes, this is despair, the despair of the weak facing the strong. In the past, they were given to the weak, and this time he finally felt it.

Feitan, peeling Lev? Their thoughts disappeared?

The spiders were shocked. Shouldn't it be smooth? They saw that only the puppets came back from the direction they left, and even the two puppets with artificial skin and suits repaired intact.

"Damn it, Feitan, where is Peeling Lev?"

The two puppets looked at the questioning Wo Jin, showing a creepy smile: "Although it's a pity, they can no longer return to you intact."

Ah ah ah——Damn it, Wo Jin was only angry: "Too much!"

Too much? Duran didn't think the joke was funny: "When you spiders were killing, didn't you ever think about why you were bullying too much? Didn't you ever think about stopping when you went too far?" "Aren't you addicted to bullying the weak like me? It's just that you bully the real weak who have no power to fight back, while I bully you criminals with cruel means and superb mind abilities. So it seems that I am much more noble than you, and I am a good person as always." Duran said.

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Silence, although they didn't want to admit it, but they did meet a master, an enemy that their Phantom Troupe could not defeat.

Do you want to get rid of the harm for the sake of fame? The spiders glared at Duran, and Wo Jin was angry: "Good people, good people? We are killing good people, just self-righteous good people like you. I am very happy to kill them. Hahaha, they will kneel down and cry for mercy. Hahaha, I like to kill good people the most. I will kill one if I see one, and kill a pair if I see a pair. One day I will kill all you guys who call yourself good people." Wo Jin has gone completely crazy. Feitan and Peeling Lev are probably in danger. The death of his companions and the helplessness of the enemy can only make him feel angry. Even if he can't beat him, he has to vent it in other ways.

With such a cheap mouth, no wonder even Kurapika can't stand it and finally killed him.

"Then I know, have you completely degenerated into a piece of garbage?" Duran looked at Wo Jin: "It really makes you Meteor Street proud. I think your meat may be able to feed a few dogs in Meteor Street, which has no living materials."

"Damn it!" Wo Jin jumped up, ignoring the puppet, and pointed his fist at Duran in the air, flying into the sky.

Duran hit back with a single finger: "Dongdongbo."

Wo Jin in the air was cut into a human pig by four consecutive rays of light, and then five pieces of meat fell to the ground.

Wo Jin looked incredible. He was defeated just like that? Looking at the limbs that fell off his body with him, he had only one question, what about the defense of his proud mind ability? Didn't he activate it? Why didn't it work?

Others saw that Wo Jin's body was full of mind, but it was useless. Duran just stretched out a finger and broke the defense, turning Wo Jin into a useless person.

Then Duran looked down at everyone and said in a voice without any emotion: "Don't you realize why I use puppets to fight you?" "You are too weak."

Too weak? ! For the first time, the spiders had no doubts. This man was just stating an unacceptable fact, but facts are facts, no matter how unacceptable they are.

That kind of look, they used to look at the victims with such ruthless eyes, and now they finally feel it, this is the helplessness of being fooled, oppressed, and killed. Their lives have not changed. They have struggled from being oppressed weaklings to being oppressors who oppress the weak. Then today, everything they have struggled for their whole lives has been shattered by Duran. Even after experiencing countless hardships and struggles, they are still weaklings, and are still just a piece of garbage on Meteor Street that can be destroyed by Duran at will, worthless.

Despair, a despair stronger than death, is the evil confidence and ruthless tyranny that they built from scratch, which were destroyed and shattered by Duran at this moment. The Phantom Troupe is truly left with nothing at this moment.