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Chat Group Rules: Cross-border Invitation
Please remember the following rules:
Rule 1: Any group member can use cross-border invitation, but only non-muted group members can send invitations
Rule 2: The cross-time and space inviter must set the time, location and number of group members before sending an invitation.
Rule 3: After crossing the border, just click to cancel the cross-border invitation, and you can wait for ten seconds in place and then return to your original world.
Rule 4: You cannot return to the native world through the chat group when in combat. The combat status is objectively judged by the chat group. The status will be refreshed after three minutes of being out of combat.
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The above are the rules for new members who join the chat group, which can be viewed by anyone.
In order to retaliate, Kevin naturally read through all the rules of the entire group, simulated various possible situations in his mind, and took action only after he was fully prepared.
The most important thing is that the administrator must be captured alive. It doesn't matter whether he is tortured or not, but at least the ban must be lifted first.
Otherwise, if the administrator dies and there is no way to produce a new administrator in the group, who will lift Kevin's ban?
In order to achieve this, having equal strength is far from enough. To ensure that everything goes well, he carefully decided to send people.
On the surface, it was only a fight between him and the administrator, but in fact it was just the same as the battles between some big factions to be fully foolproof he made full preparation.
So Secretly, Ancient One, Magneto, Professor X and others were all paying attention to the situation.
If Kevin fails to win and gets embarrassed, they will join forces to give the administrator a righteous beating.
At the same time, in his virtual space, Stark looked at the super-large hydrogen bomb in the space in astonishment. He didn't know where Kevin got it from. Was he going to perish together with the enemy?
Of course, it will turn out that all of Kevin's preparations were useless.
Kevin, who had always regarded the administrator as an important imaginary enemy, discovered that this person was too weak. Are he worthy of me keeping him in my mind for so long?
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
At this moment, in the yellow sand inside Afghanistan, it was like thousands of dragons roaring, and tens of millions of tons of sand and gravel rushed into the sky.
Even the sunlight was blocked by the yellow sand, and the environment where the sun was originally shining brightly in the sky became as dark as evening.
As the core of this turmoil, Kevin's clothes were all turned into powder, and his arms blasted towards Crimson through the air with a terrifying force of tens of thousands of tons.
Every punch can shake up tens of thousands of tons of gravel around him.
Every second, he can throw thousands of straight punches in the most powerful manner.
At the same time, he reached a terrifying physical fitness of 4.8, which allowed him to maintain his full strength state endlessly and without getting tired, and he fought until his physical fitness was improved to 4.9.
At the center of the chaos, Crimson, whose skin had somewhat melted, looked at the huge sandstorm in disbelief.
The yellow sand all over the sky was like a tornado, covering the sky and the sun and turning the world upside down. At the same time, the air in the center was strangling hard enough to grind iron into powder.
The gravel flying in the wind hit Crimson exposed surface, making a continuous clanging sound like bullets hitting steel plates.
"What kind of monster is this?" he looked at the human-shaped disaster covered in the yellow sand and was extremely frightened.
But before he could feel sad for long, a white left hand passed through the vortex of yellow sand and grabbed the administrator's crystalized hair.
"You're already dead!"
A brief statement disappeared in the wind, and along with the yellow sand in the sky, Crimson's heartbeat also stopped.
Then, in the sandstorm, Kevin pulled his hair that looked like steel wires and punched straight into his abdomen with his right fist.
"Boom!"
There was no collision of flesh against flesh, nor any collision of fists against flesh. Under the deep and desperate gaze of Crimson, Kevin's right fist stopped steadily in time, one centimeter away from the opponent's abdomen.
Although the fist stopped, the various environmental effects caused by the punch did not disappear.
In an instant, a terrifying shock wave visible to the naked eye, carrying yellow sand, rushed towards Crimson abdomen.
When kinetic energy is converted into thermal energy, each grain of sand is heated to thousands of degrees Celsius and penetrates the other's scaly skin along with the air shock wave.
"Cough!" In an instant, intense pain surged into his brain, melting his thoughts, and a large mouthful of bright red blood spit out of his mouth.
"Is it still too close?" Kevin frowned slightly.
This guy was so weak that he was afraid that he would explode if he hit him too hard.
"Then be gentle." he thought in his heart, grabbed the other's head, and exerted force with his right hand.
The crushing force made his fingers dig into Crimson flesh, causing cracks in the opponent's skull. Holding his head like this, Kevin threw it out with great force and speed.
At that moment, Crimson screamed in pain, feeling that his neck was about to be torn off.
Then his body flew out like a javelin at supersonic speed. Large pieces of sand hit his skin, peeling off his scales bit by bit, causing him to feel as painful as being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.
But halfway through the flight, a slender hand gently pressed against his front, twisting his head and giving him a knee strike.
It was still a stop, but the strong wind pressure still blew Crimson face into pieces.
"This is more terrible than death," Crimson wailed.
His heart was constantly trembling with pain, but his powerful self-healing ability allowed his injured body to continue to heal. Enduring the damage, he just wanted to die quickly.
At this moment... less than five seconds had passed since Kevin launched his full-strength attack.
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Half an hour later, Kevin walked out of the gradually subsiding sandstorm, holding the administrator who seemed to be mentally ill and looked like a dead dog in his right hand.
'Because of this fucking worry, I wasted 10 days of my time.'
Kevin had an unhappy look on his face. He grabbed Crimson's skull, which had lost its scalp, in his hand and dragged his body into the rough sand.
After walking out of the center of the sandstorm, he let go of him, and then snapped his fingers lightly with his right hand.
The next moment, Crimson sucked in a breath of cold air, climbed up from the ground and said, "You were really too harsh."
"Is it serious? I just want you to have a taste of the pain I've endured in the past two months." Kevin said without an explanation.
"When my spirit is connected to his, his pain will also be transmitted to me." In Utopia, sitting on the brain wave amplifier, the elderly Professor X said tremblingly.
It was not until then that he realized that Kevin's pain was greater than his.
"Hurry up and control his consciousness to lift the ban on my chat group." Kevin urged, nodding with a painful crimson face in his hands.
Ten seconds later, a mechanical voice rose in his head.
"You have been unbanned from the chat group."
"It's finally over." He finally smiled with satisfaction.