Kaito Kidd Is Superhero

The first thousand and one hundred chapters of the undead Zod

There are five hands of the gods, one is left in this world by the flesh, the other is ruthlessly killed by Liu Adou, and the remaining three return to the different space with endless anger and fear. Now the huge right hand without support is about to collapse, just like The sky rained on corpses, rain on stones.

There were many surviving refugees inside, all of whom fell from the collapsed sky.

The singing of a beautiful new world finally came to an abrupt end, and it seemed that all the voices had become screams.

Liu Adou waved his hand, and the surviving people stayed in the sky, floating, not falling with the gravel corpse, not buried under the falling sky.

Luga looked at Kidd incredulously, and she became more convinced that Kidd was Angel. Seeing that Kidd could fly and save so many people easily, Luga felt that her faith had returned to her body.

Belief cannot be said to be bad, just because belief in something illusory, belief is easy to be distorted and collapsed, and once the belief is distorted, it will become a tool for hurting others, and the collapse of belief will make people have no bottom line. That’s why it is said that religion is a malignant tumor. It does not mean that the doctrines of all religions are bad, but that the priests who spread the doctrine will use good doctrines to cause bad results. The right to interpret the doctrine is in the hands of humans, and it is impossible for the divine will to be correctly spread to everyone’s ears.

Therefore, Liu Adou does not like to be regarded as a god, because even a god will become a tool used by a few people. Otherwise, Liu Adou can perform miracles in minutes by showing his strength, creating a religion larger than the Hall of the King.

“I really want to think too much.” Kidd waited until everything was calm and put the survivors back on the ground. Everyone stood in the morning light but couldn’t feel any warmth.

What happened this night was nothing short of a nightmare. The conviction tower was razed to the ground and the refugee camp disappeared. Although they were not dead, where should they go?

“Are you Angel?” Luga, as a witness, couldn’t help asking at the end.

“I’m not an Angel, I’m just a good person who likes to play Weird Pirates.” Kidd said that he had fallen in front of the black swordsman: “It looks like everyone is okay.”

Is this all right? The surviving knights have lingering fears. They have died many comrades in arms and were swallowed by demons. If they hadn’t been rescued by a leader, perhaps they would have all been wiped out.

Gus put his arms around Casca, with a happy face, as if everything was all right.

However, this is not the case. This is the border of the Mirante, and outside there are a group of Kuxia people of different beliefs. Their skin is darker than the Mirantes. They look at the territory of the Mirante and often harass the border.

Now Kusha’s scout appeared around, obviously wanting to see what was happening around him. Seeing that a battle was about to begin again, with a thud, a monster, a huge one-horned tauren, rushed out of the ruined wall.

“Zord?!” Gus was shocked, obviously he knew the apostle. Undead Zod, a warlike apostle, lived for hundreds of years, looking for an opponent who could defeat him.

Gus knew that Zod was a running dog of the hand of God, and he would act as a janitor at every eclipse to prevent the skeleton knight from approaching the hand of God. Zod is here, so the Skeleton Knight must be there too.

Sure enough, on the hill not far away, a black-armored skeleton knight, riding his skeleton horse proudly greeted the sun, and raised his hand to the sunny place.

It was a complete arch door frame. Fortunately, it did not collapse. Everyone looked at the sunlight from the arch. What was it? The man standing in the ruins is beautiful.

Gus clenched his fists, Griffith, the enemy who had completed the flesh, just like in the dream, the eagle of light returned to the world once again, in a physical form.

The long, thick, silver curly hair danced freely in the sun, seeming to bounce the sun. The face of the man with closed eyes was flat, only Roar’s sucking motion seemed to miss the moments of the past.

The temperature of the sun, the trajectory of the breeze, and the rhythm of life, Griffith felt all this.

Zod rushed to kill the Kuxia scouts who were blocking him, and finally came to Griffith, kneeling and saluting. The undead Zod will also surrender, and Zod will be loyal to Griffith.

“Hey, man Skull, is this tauren really the undead Zod?”

The skeleton knight turned his head. He was still feeling strange. The law of causality seemed to be different from before. This difference was not caused by the appearance of Griffith, but by the weakening of the power of the hand of God. I was wondering if the hand of God had made a mistake, but was yelled by a frivolous young man.

“Young man, do you know Immortal Zod?” The skull looked at Kidd and found that he couldn’t see through him, and he couldn’t even tell whether the opponent was an apostle or a human, or something higher.

“I have heard that he is a proud warrior. His wish is to fight against a powerful opponent and enjoy the fun of fighting. I really didn’t think he would kneel down. I don’t know if the person opposite is too much stronger than him or he became kind. It’s a milk cow.” Kidd didn’t mind Zord in the slightest.

Is this person Liu Adou? Farnese now finally knows that Kidd is Liu Adou, because she knows this is Liu Adou’s way of speaking, and she likes to be sarcastic. But Farnese didn’t understand why Liu Adou had to dress up like this, she didn’t recognize it at first.

In this world, Liu Adou does not need to conceal his identity at all. The white uniform is just his battle suit, not for concealing his identity.

When the skeleton knight heard Kidd’s words, he couldn’t help but smile: “He is indeed Zod.”

Zod turned a deaf ear to these ridicules, because he knew that he was chosen by Griffith. One day he dreamed of a white eagle. In his dream, he fought with the white eagle and was cut off by the white eagle. He woke up. After that, one of his horns was broken and he couldn’t recover. He knew that he had become Griffith’s servant, and it was because of a dream that he would kneel here.

The apostle Zod is extremely sad. His wish is to seek a strong enemy, but he is truly better than him, he is too high in level, and can easily pinch him to death. He is weaker than him, and at a lower level, he is too much, as long as he can be crushed by the transformation, he is not happy at all. What Zord wants is to find a well-matched enemy to fight endlessly. The best thing is that the enemy can’t kill Zord, and Zord will not easily kill the opponent, and then he can make Zord’s sandbags, so the only thing that is suitable is Skeleton knight.

The fighting power of the two is similar, and Zod regards the Skeleton Knight as his old enemy, blocking him every time.

In the golden age, Gus also fought the Undead Zod, forcing Zod to transform into a crushing Gus and Griffiths. It can be said that although Zod kept saying that he was looking for a well-matched opponent, in fact, he had no bottom line of integrity. The fighting frenzy, he couldn’t even be called a warrior. The human figure turned into a crush if he couldn’t fight, and he kept saying that his opponent was too weak and uncomfortable.

Also, the human beings who can be selected by the Overlord’s Egg generally won’t hold onto the human bottom line, and if they hold on, they won’t become an apostle. So it is understandable that Zod abuses the food and complains that he can’t enjoy the fighting atmosphere, but he can’t accept it for humans with a bottom line. ..