Chapter 750 749. The Riddler Must Die!

The masked man was provoking, that much was obvious.

Whether it was the condescending words when he first appeared, or the fact that he told Sawyer that his father died in the Masked Man Organization, there was no intention to hide it at all.

Just stand there and tell them as a matter of course: "You will not end well if you get involved in these things."

Normally, such an arrogant guy would not live long enough, but Mo Cheng narrowed his eyes and did not take action immediately.

Being able to secretly spend hundreds of years controlling the surrounding countries, and even create a completely living organization out of thin air, Mo Cheng can say that they do things regardless of the consequences, he can scold them for doing things unreasonably, and make [King Dom] go crazy and become [King Dom]. Mad King Dom].

But he couldn't say that the masked man's organizational intelligence was defective.

As long as there is a slight flaw in the intelligence of the upper echelons of this organization, it will not be Mo Cheng's turn to find out their background. Other forces and organizations have long since wiped out this group of masked people.

Even Cong Mo Cheng, who doesn't have much solid knowledge about "creating life out of thin air", thinks this thing is very precious. The rest of the organizations who know the stuff probably don't even have the heart to dig deep into the ground.

What's more, Mo Cheng, who has the knowledge of [Foreign Land], knows that what the Masked Man Organization has in hand is the unmistakable [God-making Technology].

"Put away your useless provocations." Mo Cheng didn't care at all that the masked man had reached his optimal attack distance, although he knew that once he launched an attack, the masked man would probably be able to dodge.

But at the same time, he also knew that if he really wanted to kill the masked man, he would not be able to hide from him.

"Either tell me exactly what you want to tell me, or you can try riddles..."

Mo Cheng clenched his fist, and his knuckles made a crisp sound, "Let me remind you first, I don't have a good impression of the Riddler. I usually use fists instead of words."

"As expected of a [real person], his field of vision is much wider than that of us [virtual images]." The masked man seemed not to take Mo Cheng's friendly warning seriously at all, "The existence of this land..."

Before he finished speaking, the masked man suddenly raised the crutch in his hand to block, relaxed his whole body to accommodate the oncoming force, and then used his left foot as a fulcrum to directly turn the force that hit him, and ended. It hit Mo Cheng hard.

Mo Cheng could tell immediately what kind of technique this was.

【Destroying force】!

And it’s an extremely pure [killing force]!

This masked man was chosen to contact Mo Cheng. Naturally, the mask organization selected the most suitable candidate after collecting relevant information about Mo Cheng.

According to the intelligence of the mask organization, Mo Cheng, the last dragon, is not only good at magic, holy light, time, and martial arts, but he is also a nightmare for others.

In the mask organization's database, the entire room is filled with information about powerful people who died due to Mo Cheng's martial arts.

As soon as they fought, the masked man showed extremely advanced [suppression] skills.

The body was like a leaf, disturbed by the force exerted by Mo Cheng, and danced in the wind.

But precisely because of being a leaf, not only was the force of Mo Cheng's punch unable to stay in the masked man's body, the masked man's body was like an absolutely smooth surface that only existed in theory. When the [surface] is absolutely smooth, the power cannot stay in the enemy's body and cannot cause damage.

At the same time, the masked man's extremely advanced [Suppressing Force] technique returned Mo Cheng's punch twice as hard.

Immediately afterwards, the crutch in the masked man's hand suddenly glowed with golden light, and the strange power of the golden light actually destroyed Mo Cheng's body.

Mo Cheng was very familiar with this feeling, because after the golden light invaded his body, a state he disliked the most appeared on his personal panel.

【destroy】!

A state that temporarily invalidates all passive abilities on Mo Cheng.

The masked man can be sure that with the crutch mixed with [scepter fragments] in his hand, combined with his own [destructive force], even a [demigod], the warrior-like [demigod] will be injured in front of him.

And this injury was only the first step. The mask organization simulated thousands of different situations and hundreds of thousands of Mo Cheng's counterattacks, but the masked man had enough confidence to make this last dragon become an extinct dragon.

But when the fist with double punching force hit Mo Cheng, the masked man's hand stopped.

No one asked him to stop, and no third party took action.

This punch should have been the beginning of knocking down the ancient sky overlord, but at this moment, for some unknown reason, he was unable to move forward at all.

In other words, Mo Cheng was not happy to be hit by this guy's fist.

A layer of transparent, holy light enveloped him, and at the same time, all the negative conditions imposed on him were wiped out under this holy light.

[Gift from Heaven]!

"Hey, clown. What are you messing with? (What are you messing with)?"

A punch that can injure the disturbed [demigod], the masked man's power becomes particularly ridiculous when faced with armor that far exceeds that of an ordinary [demigod].

Mo Cheng didn't even make a move, he just released his body-protecting power, and the masked man's arm was shattered by the counter-shock force.

Completely shattered!

The [destructive force] that the masked man is proud of has encountered a power that is absolutely impossible and impossible to eliminate.

Heartbreaking pain, even if he has reached the level of strength of the masked man and is not afraid of the trouble of missing limbs, but so what?

How could Mo Cheng give the masked man a chance to recover?

His fingers gently touched the masked man's forehead, without exerting any force or a surge of momentum. Just doing that made the masked man with considerable strength freeze in place, daring not to move at all.

Because of his wisdom, his feelings were warning him crazily, warning him not to move, warning him not to resist.

Once there is any resistance, the end that awaits him will only be miserable, miserable, and tragic!

"Rare..."

He wanted to beg for mercy. At this moment, the masked man hated the organization's misjudgment. The other party was not at all a master who was only one level higher than White Dragon Hiss.

The enemy in front of them is a strong man in the same position as their supreme [King].

Mo Cheng looked carefully at the mask on the masked man's face. The mask was very simple. The all-white mask with red lines gave off the feeling of an extremely cheap costume TV series.

It seems that the [thing] in front of me is as ridiculous as a clown.

"I don't want to hear it anymore."

Without giving the other party any more chance, he exerted slight force with his fingers, and the overbearing holy light shattered all the cells, molecules, atoms, and even things dozens of times smaller in the masked man's body.

Only countless fragments turned into light were left, like butterflies.

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