Stand User in Marvel Universe

Chapter 695: Vicious Heart Attack!

The characteristics of the time cannot be overlaid!

If the black crystal is to stop and regain the ability to move freely, she also needs to stop when entering!

And in this state, she can no longer make other overlapping effects on time, which means she can't regain her arm!

Obviously, the black crystal was aware of Dior's intentions, and she was instantly caught up in a dilemma.

But once she bit her teeth, she used the power of the temporal gem to restore her mobility and then tried to use the particles to retrieve the spiritual gem.

Yes, she gave up one of her arms decisively and locked her target on that yellow gem ring.

Dior tried to fight it, but he and [the world] had difficulty breaking through the Ethereum's defenses head-on, and no matter how they attacked, the Ethereum was indestructible.

In the end, the arms that fell on the ground were torn to pieces by both sides, but unfortunately the precious stones of the soul were rolled away by black crystals using too many particles.

Dior couldn't do anything, he stopped immediately and reserved corrugated energy for the battle behind him, but his most basic purpose had been achieved.

The fragile body of the black crystal is the biggest fatal point!

This time he can chop off one of her arms, then the next time could be a leg, even her head!

The black crystal face, which hurt one arm, was extremely ugly, but she immediately condensed another energy arm with the ethereal particles in her body, and then put the retrieved ring on the other hand.

If even this hard-earned soul gem is lost, it's the biggest loss.

“I admit I underestimated you a little, but next time you won't have any chance to get close to me, you'll die here soon! ”

With the words of the black crystal just falling, the jewels of time, the precious stones of the heart have emerged, the three colors of light are interwoven, and the entire dark space is instantly illuminated.

Dior feels a little out of place, but there's nowhere to hide him at the moment, and he has to be on guard.

Then a familiar figure suddenly appeared before him!

“Wanda? Steve?... ”

All the Reunion members he knew all appeared, along with little Crystals, Robbie, Kim and those senators of the Hands and Societies... even his deceased parents!

All the people he remembered were projected by the light.

“Enjoy yourselves, everyone here is digging out the ‘influence’ from the inside of you, but I'm sure you can do it even if you face them, so what are you waiting for? Let's play! ”

The black crystal smiled at Dior and hid behind them. She wondered how long it would take Dior to kill them all, or would any of them make it difficult for him to do it?

She's watching...

“Hey, Dior, why are you still here? Destroyer's already here. Come with us and save the planet!” Steve walked in incredibly seriously.

“When all this is over, why don't we find a place to get married? I would love to have more babies and when they grow up they will be great.” Wanda's got a big tummy and a happy face.

“Brother, have you forgotten me? I'm scared. It's dark everywhere. Why didn't you come and rescue me?” Little crystal Cesar shrugged aside and looked at him eagerly.

“Do you really think you can kill me? The ones you killed were just my fakes. I'm still enjoying myself. When you die, I'll take care of your wife for you. Don't thank me too much.” Holding a big cigar of gold, he said in disdain.

Thor, Tony, Strange... everyone was chatting, and they looked at Dior differently, and it was hard to believe that they were just a projection of the real stones written through the precious stones of the heart, as if they all had independent thinking, like a real person.

Dior held the Reaper sickle in his hand a few times, but watched Wanda with a big stomach in front of herself looking forward to a better future happiness and how he would do it, even if he knew they were fake.

For the first time, he felt the weapon in his hand weighed heavily, as if lifting it a little bit raised with endless guilt.

He knew that he must have been affected by that light, and that the gem of the heart was amplifying some of his feelings and trying to plunge him into the abyss.

And the way it breaks down is simple: kill all these false beings, and it should all be over.

“Fake, everyone is fake, really Wanda is waiting outside for me to go back.” Dior continued to reinforce this concept in his heart, and his eyes slowly became stronger.

Watching Dior's sickle lift from the ground, Wanda burst into tears, "This is your child, don't you like him? Don't you want to hear him call you Daddy? ”

Dior suddenly trembled in his heart, and in the light of the precious stones of his heart, the decision-maker fell into the mud.

And that's when he suddenly had a stomachache!

Looking down, a black crystal dagger was found piercing [White Album] 's icy nail successively and there was not much corrugated defense left because of the upset, successfully stabbing him.

Moreover, he found that the stabbing area had begun to crystallize and quickly spread to the surrounding mansions.

“Since you're gonna kill me and my kids, I'm gonna kill you first! ”

Looking at the dagger in his hand, Dior sighed, blackmailing her into his arms, and whispered in his ear: "Thank you for letting me know what I've been missing in my heart, but I'm sorry, I can't die right now. ”

Pfft...

The giant Sickle of Death was lifted indifferently by Dior's face and gently sliced.

Wanda's headless body fell into the bloodstream, and her head rolled to the ground and revealed a poisonous look.

To be honest, the impact of this scene still hurts Dior's heart, his face is slightly pale, and he doesn't know if it's the cause of the injury.

Then he overwrote the wounds on his body with the last [sinful soul], then took a deep inhale and waved the sickle on his hand, and would try to sneak up on his Steve, Saul, and cut off his waist.

Boo!

Another chop, Kim Jong-kun's body straight up in two.

Rub it!

Cersei's trembling little crystal was crushed directly by him, his hands shaken by his impending confusion and despair.

Every time he kills a man, Dior is tormented by one more point, and his negative emotions begin to expand indefinitely!