Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 35 The Goddess of Submission
A violent explosion sounded.

The deep blue flames summoned from the void by the Aberration Goddess were split down the middle by Hancock's body.

It was like a god descending into the world.

There are so many filths in this land, but Hancock is still endlessly plundering their energy to replenish himself.

The distorted, swollen, and weird body shell of the goddess statue was almost completely stripped off, and those thick intestines and stomachs or blood vessel-like tentacles that were entangled like snakes were exposed.

Scarlet and rancid blood flowed all over the ground.

It was a darkly epic scene.

The real gold-level filth fell to its knees in front of Hancock. It was supposed to be the uncrowned king of the entire city, but it was crushed immediately after its birth.

It shattered one building after another as it struggled on the ground.

In the shadows of the ruins, the most densely distributed and most common weak night-gaunts in New York City let out high-pitched whale calls because of fright.

The thick octopus tentacles swept across the hard concrete buildings and smashed towards Hancock with unparalleled force. The sound of breaking through the air could be heard clearly in Lower Manhattan.

Its body is damaged.

But it was far from being incapacitated.

Hancock made it angry and frightened.

This filthy creature who had just gained wisdom thought that he should have set off a craze for freedom and filth throughout New York, but now he has even lost the pedestal that represents his high position.

It's hard to imagine that such a huge tentacle was hidden in a [-]-meter-long sculpture just now, and even if the tentacle, which is unknown in length and more than five meters in diameter, is separated, the entangled organs are still densely packed.

The huge arms and feet that were used as weapons smashed towards Hancock with dark blue flames and boundless stench.

"The power attribute of gigantic filth is generally far stronger than that of ordinary filth. This is beyond doubt."

He Gang's voice sounded in Hancock's ear at the right time.

This is not without basis.

Some time ago, there was a group of filth formed by the accumulation of waste construction materials in the north of the upper city. They are generally larger than an African elephant and weigh more than 20 tons. Although these individuals only have a strength attribute of 5 to 8, they can easily lift and crush them. Crush a large group of Lamia believers whose power attributes are at the same stage.

"I can guess."

Hancock shook off the sticky blood, and he was still thinking about communicating with He Gang, he said,
"And the vitality of this thing is a bit too tenacious. I can't even find out what its body is. Without an attack method in the form of energy, it will be difficult for me to completely crush these python-like organs in a short period of time."

"I can muster some white phosphorus incendiary bombs."

"How much is some?"

"About six or seven tons."

"In the past, we didn't care about six or seven tons as 'some', but we called it a huge amount."

Hancock blurted out without thinking,

"But it's hard for white phosphorous bombs to burn the inside of it, and I walked around the thing dozens of times and couldn't find its anus."

"Can't it go in through your mouth?"

"It has too many mouths, and they are all a little small. There is no way for me to fly in with six or seven tons of white phosphorus bombs."

The tentacle has come to the front.

At first glance, you can tell that this thing is super tough and brave, because even when strong winds are blown up, it creates a storm on the ground.

But Hancock is undaunted!

It's not that he's bragging, unless the Statue of Distortion's power attribute exceeds 270, its attacks will hardly pose a threat to Hancock who has more than [-] dual attributes.

Think about it, if you were Tyson, you might be able to kill a cow with one punch, but if you punch the blade, you will only hurt yourself!
Under the light of the blue flames, Hancock did not dodge.

His body began to vibrate violently, almost turning himself into an indestructible sword.

The huge tentacles passed through him easily from top to bottom, seemingly without any hindrance.

Time seemed to stand still for an instant.

Then, a huge amount of blood spurted out from the arms and legs bombarded by the Goddess of Aberration, it roared crazily, and the mouths that grew on every tubular organ opened and closed.

It struggled to maintain the original shape of the Goddess of Distortion, and more violent strange flames came in an instant.

Storms from the heat wave emptied the surrounding ruins.

But Hancock's body seemed to be nailed to the ground, motionless.

"Oh!"

Relying on his unrivaled speed, Hancock approached the Aberration Goddess in a circle of bone-melting flames.

He relies on sheer speed to bypass all flames.

It seems slow, but in fact it is as fast as thunder.

With a loud noise, his fist slammed hard on the surface of the flesh and blood organs of the Goddess of Deformation, which was still stained with some gravel.

Like a collection of flesh and blood on the surface of a choppy lake, rippling slightly.

Huge power exploded in an instant.

Countless tubular organs exploded instantly.

In comparison, Hancock has too many advantages.Especially physical strength and speed, these two parameters have made him invincible.

The body, which was harder than diamond, passed through the strangely twisted flesh and blood of the entire aberrated statue, and then crashed into New York City further inside.

He dug his hands into the ground.

The powerful biological force field spread out, and if one could see the shape, it seemed to be the roots of a towering tree, which had completely encroached on tens of thousands of tons of stones and reinforced concrete in just a few seconds.

"stand up!!"

Hancock shouted.

He actually lifted this mountain of rocks with both hands!

Leaping to a height of several hundred meters, Hancock violently raised a [-]-ton mountain peak, which was in the shape of an upside-down pyramid, covering the sun that was struggling to see through the gray fog and haze.

He and the mountain cast a huge shadow over the statue of the Aberrant Goddess.

"Things like you usually only appear in seafood noodle restaurants and are beaten into minced meat."

The voice is still frivolous.

There is no female messenger to match him in this world, and the distance between him and destiny is theoretically infinite, which also means that Hancock's power has unlimited potential for growth.

Lifting a mountain is nothing.

But what He Gang didn't expect was that.

The rancid, bloody smell quickly faded away.

The distorted goddess statue was actually lying on the ground.

It surrendered.

(End of this chapter)