Stand User in Marvel Universe - Chapter 580

Doubles: The World · Beyond Heaven

Introduction: Super avatar evolved from avatar [world]

Type: Close range power type

ability:

"TheWorld", pause time, and can move freely during the pause time.

"Real overwrite" consumes a lot of soul energy and freely overwrites "real" through the contact of two hands.

Note: Each activation of this ability requires at least 36 [Sin Soul]. When the soul energy is insufficient, the ability cannot be activated.

"Beginning in the kingdom of heaven, beyond the kingdom of heaven" can absorb the soul, within a range of five kilometers.

Attributes:

Sin Soul: 0

Destructive power: A

Speed: A

Range: C

Sustainability: A

Precision: B → A

Growth: B → Completed

Evaluation: Congratulations, you have gone further and further on the road of persecution!

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"Hahaha ..."

After checking the detailed introduction of [World · Beyond Heaven] and discovering that there is an additional [Sin Soul] attribute, Dior laughed wildly.

He finally learned why in the process of evolution, [World] would constantly absorb nearby soul energy to supplement itself.

And this new ability "real overwrite" is definitely a BUG if you don't consider the extremely harsh launch conditions!

If ‘Smash Varudo’ is a castrated version of the time gemstone ability, then this “real overwrite” ability can be regarded as a poor man ’s version of the real gemstone!

But whether it is castrated or poor, the power effect is there!

How terrible it is that a double has some of the power of two infinite gems!

The only bad thing is that the launch conditions are too harsh. Instead of launching with ripple energy, it requires [Sin Soul] or at least 36 copies to reach the minimum launch conditions.

If you want to overwrite too outrageous "real", you will definitely need a lot of "sin souls".

And the description of this ability is also a bit too vague. The specific details, which step can be achieved, still need to explore and test to get the results, otherwise use it rashly in battle, or you will only pit yourself.

Thinking of this, Dior resisted the urge to use the last [worm arrow], and he needed to try the new ability of [World · Beyond Heaven] first.

So he immediately drove to Hell's Kitchen, not because he had a soft spot for it, but to say which place in New York had the most criminals, so there was only Hell's Kitchen in the prison!

So there is no way, he's settled on the wool of this fat sheep!

However, in order to avoid some troubles, he changed his appearance and became a few centimeters shorter. Even the smell became rejoice ...

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The **** kitchen at night is the most chaotic and horrible time of the day. Even the police dare not dare to set foot here for fear that they will be killed by black guns.

Every day at dawn, several dead bodies can be found in a sewer or a dirty alley. As for the missing ones, more are missing.

So even for the sake of their own lives, every house and family locked their doors and windows as soon as it was dark, and put the shotgun near the bed, where they could get it at any time.

Even if the window is smashed, or if you hear anything, you don't even hear it.

On the next day, if there was something missing in the house, it would be nothing but bad luck.

Although this has been a bit of a counsel, at least there is a guarantee of security, and most people who are willing to live in the **** kitchen are poor people at the bottom of the society, and they are not afraid of being stolen into the home.

As long as it is not excessive, it usually does not happen.

After all, if all the people living in an area are gang members, there is no ordinary person, then there will be fun to watch!

It was under such circumstances that Dior came here again in an expensive car.

While passing by on the street, Dior's excellent dynamic vision allowed him to clearly see the pair of greedy eyes on the roadside as if he had found prey.

"I didn't expect to have been here for a long time, but it still looks the same here, and it's still so honest."

Dior sighed casually, and then deliberately slowed down so that those who followed him could catch up, and by the way give them some time to contact.

After all, this time he is dedicated to cutting leeks. If he does not cut enough, he will certainly not leave easily.

So he hopes that the more people who are in trouble in the near future, the better. The huge **** kitchen has a reputation for being hot and spicy, and it should not disappoint him ...

SKR!

With a beautiful drift and flick, Dior stopped the car steadily in the middle of the road. This is the most chaotic area in the **** kitchen in his impression. He decided to wait for the rabbits first.

I heard that the Hell's Kitchen seems to be the only triad family?

Maybe it will surprise him!

When Dior parked the car in the middle of the road ~ ~ and then got out of the car leaning against the door to calmly smoke, two cheap second-hand cars that followed him all the way immediately stopped.

Around the street that seemed to have no one just now, a lot of guys who looked at it quickly walked out. Obviously, I wanted to see if it was cheap and easy to pick up.

As for Dior's "brain remnant" who dared to drive a good car around the Hell's Kitchen this evening, almost everyone foresees his next end.

There are a few peculiar big guys who even show excitement and lick their lips ...

"Hey, kid, I'm not brave! I dare to drive here in the middle of the night? Have you asked our brothers?" An old black man wearing a thick and heavy fake gold chain came to Dior and grinned fiercely. At the same time, greedy eyes kept glancing over the Rolls Royce.

Obviously, these people did not look at Dior alone.

"Oh? What do you want?" Dior was still calmly smoking cigarettes, his eyes were slightly empty.

"Boy, get to know each other, throw all your valuables into the car, and hand over the car keys, and that's over, otherwise we'll make a hole in your head, and then work **** the search Do it. How about, which one do you choose? "

The leader Laohe said nothing and pulled out a pistol and aimed at Dior's head, with an unspeakable smug smile on his face.

"Sure enough, it is still a familiar formula and a familiar routine."

"what did you say?"

"I said that you are too amateur, and your mouth is too smelly. Are you dry (river crabs) who have never brushed your teeth? In addition, I forgot to tell you that I have the least desire to be pointed at my head by a gun, so You are all dead. "

Dior rubbed the smoked cigarette **** into powder with his fingers, and then uttered his own words very frankly.