Illimitable Until Death

A noisy day ends in the same noise.

But even if the noise ends, it does not mean that a traveller living under the same roof can live together peacefully.

At least, Snow Blower wouldn't want to do that without saying so.

Wouldn't want to laugh with everyone.

Wouldn't want to spend time with everyone.

Wouldn't want to eat with everyone.

Wouldn't be willing to bathe with same-sex people.

So, after a big tantrum, the tornado simply left home.

Said to leave home, in fact, the tornado was just a trip back to the Heroes Association.

Without news of the tornado for a few days, the Heroes' Association would have rushed off. If it hadn't been for the fact that the tornado's work had been contracted out by Fangli, wouldn't it have feared that the whole committee would have blown up the pot?

And even this thing upsets the tornado.

Therefore, as soon as the tornado left home, it returned to the Association of Heroes.

If not, the cadres of the Heroes' Association are all in a hurry to disappear because the tornado is like an ant on a hot pot. As soon as they see the tornado, they cry with joy.

If the tornado doesn't come back, it's just that the Heroes' Committee should start thinking about changing the name of the Heroes' ultimate weapon.

There was no bullshit about the tornado, either, throwing a direct sentence.

“If you need anything, just say it. I have plenty of time today, all in one breath! ”

Of course, that's impossible.

Needless to say, the mere question of distance is a factor that cannot be ignored.

Tornadoes usually solve events, which are basically not dragon level, but ghost level as well.

Disasters of this magnitude are naturally unlikely to occur frequently in an area, sometimes even in the north and south, and take a very long time to fly.

For example, the last time a tornado went to Antarctica to solve a disaster dragon incident?

In view of this, it is impossible to resolve all incidents in one day.

Unfortunately, if it makes sense, it's not called arbitrariness.

And today, the tornado is random.

“I don't care, you guys do something! ”

There is no need to explain how headaches such a declaration would cause for the Heroes' Society.

As a result, the Association of Heroes can only tell the tornado what is allowed within a day.

So the tornado started to vent.

That's right.

Discharge.

Just like in order to dispel all the discontent in your heart, the tornado has unleashed its power in an unscrupulous way during today's day.

Although, as usual, the tornado has been unscrupulous enough, it is even more obvious today.

Unstoppable superpowers make the tornado almost a storm, flying back and forth at locations specified by the Association of Heroes.

Under these circumstances, the odd man found by the tornado today has no doubt failed to pick a good day.

Whenever a storm falls in the sky, the raging weirdos are blown to pieces.

Every time people see a flash overhead, a disaster is solved.

Werewolf geeks drilling out of the mountains were crushed to death.

The mutant creatures being released from the Institute were blown up by rocks flying like shells.

Each disaster is resolved less than thirty minutes apart.

The tornado quickly wiped out a stranger at such a terrible rate.

Among them, there is no shortage of powerful ghost-class freaks who can compete with the Deep Sea King.

It's not something you can pretend to listen to.

You know, the Deep Sea King brings 490 killing points to Fang Li, which is higher than the mechanized wildling leader, and only one step away from the dragon level weirdo with 500 killing points.

Such a weirdo, who could not even react in time to the outrage, was dragged halfway up by a horrible force, and then hanged on the spot, just as he had been thrown into the meat grinder.

You can imagine how horrible the power of the tornado is.

However, the more this power is used, the more unhappy the tornado is.

“I'm so strong, why does bias have no effect on that guy!? ”

It really upsets the tornado.

Frankly, a tornado can only be considered bad luck.

If the person encountered is not a square, then, as long as it is not the legendary divine disaster, no matter what the enemy, the tornado will be able to cope with it by relying on its natural superpowers and will never be powerless.

So far, the tornado has hardly ever encountered an opponent, no matter how powerful the weirdo is, who can actually solve it.

Besides, it's still intact.

Such a tornado, if it wasn't for the direct death of the Devil's Eye in the square, wouldn't use the seven nights without killing, it really could not be an opponent.

Too bad there isn't one in the world if.

If there really is no direct Death Eye in the square, then he will not strengthen in this direction. He will definitely use the resources of the Lord God space and all the copies of the world to strengthen and enhance in a more comprehensive direction.

At that time, there is not necessarily a way to deal with the tornado.

But it is precisely because of the Ace of the Eye of the Dead that you need only consider hitting and strengthen your ability to fight with the White Blade.

So, one of the skills in the square was built almost entirely around the eye of a straight death demon.

In that case, the difference between using a straight-death demon's eye and not using a straight-death demon's eye is natural.

So there's no such thing as a world.

The reality is that, under the straight-eye restraint, the tornado can't be found in the square.

“Bias, the snowstorm is still fighting with those guys! ”

This makes the tornado even more unpleasant.

Pathetic, Fong Li and the blizzard were definitely not as hot as the tornado said.

Sylvia has a better relationship with the snowstorm, and Fong Li has not even had a private conversation with the snowstorm.

But the tornado has long ignored this, only to vent, to vent, to vent.

Until late at night, the tornado arrived at the last place designated by the Heroes' Association.

Here, there's a ghost weirdo.

Unfortunately, this time, the tornado is late.

“Boom...”

In the dull falling sound, a giant, mammoth weirdo fell on the ground, and the ground underneath was gradually stained with blood.

And in front of the body of the weirdo, stood a man with a murder weapon.

“Hmm?”

Turning his head, he looked at the storm sweeping in the middle of the sky and picked his eyebrows.

“You...”

The tornado stopped and the other side revealed a murderous face.

“Why are you here?! ”

Instead of being unleashed, the emotions of the tornado accumulated again.

However, as if nothing had been found, he turned around and threw away the blood stained on the blade of the moon, thus opening it.

“I'm also a professional hero, of course, to destroy weirdos. ”

It all sounds like provocation.

The tornado just feels like the heart is running out of oxygen.

Why is that?

Why did you let yourself meet this guy?