Chapter 680: Vengeance

Chapter 680: Vengeance

That was... hollow !!!

That was a terrifying creature born from the loss of a human soul.

After working with Frank several times, Peter had already seen it, and he had also fought several times against hollow.

But what really shocked Peter was why a terrible monster like hollow would appear at the bottom of Fisk Tower?

Or to put it another way.

That was the underworld Emperor, Kingpin. Why would he have a connection with hollow?

But unfortunately, there was no time to think about it now. The two huge palms of hollow pushed the stone door, expanding the small crack bit by bit, and his whole body was about to squeeze out of it.

Roar!!!!!

As the hollow let out a furious roar, the entire stone door was pushed open by its brute force.

And Peter saw that behind the hollow, in the dark ring inside the stone door, dozens of scarlet eyes suddenly lit up, emitting a violent and evil aura that made one's heart palpitate. The large and complex Spiritual Power poured out crazily from the inside.

"My God."

In an instant, all the hair on Peter's body stood up.

It turned out that behind this huge stone door, the humans that were originally living were not the humans he imagined, but a group of huge hollow. He had heard those screams before, and it was the screams that this group of hollow emitted.

However, he had broken the seal and released this group of terrifying hollow!

If the people here were Frank, killing these hollow would be a piece of cake, but unfortunately, he was the only one now. There was still some hope to fight three or four of them, but there were at least dozens of hollow in the stone door!

"No, we have to stall them here!"

Peter gritted his teeth, took out an emergency communication device, informed Frank about the situation here, and then planned to stop this group of monsters by himself.

If such a large number of hollow entered New York, the consequences would be unimaginable!

And this was his own trouble, and he had to find a way to solve it.

"Don't be afraid, Peter, you can do it, you can do it!"

Peter put on an offensive stance, took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then slowly condensed his spiritual power on his limbs.

Just as he thought that next,

A great war was about to happen.

He saw that hollow, who rushed out of the stone door, suddenly seemed to be frozen. All of them froze in place, staring at him with wide eyes. There was a trace of fear in their scarlet pupils.

"Are they afraid of me?"

The ground under their feet collapsed in an instant, as if there was a ton of explosives buried in it. Countless cement fragments splashed out like bullets, shooting in all directions at an extremely fast speed, making a crackling sound.

The silent air was connected, and suddenly there was a thunder-like explosion.

Peter and Kingpin's arms collided with each other, and immediately there was a crackling sound of bones breaking. The young man's slender arms and muscles seemed to be distorted by an invisible force. Fresh blood mixed with broken clothes flew around with the splashing cement fragments.

Pfffft---

Peter spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backwards, crashing into the wall.

"Hmph, a piece of trash."

Kingpin didn't even look at him. He turned around and stared at hollow. He said viciously, "All of you, scram back to where you came from!"

Hollow's eyes were filled with horror. He turned around and fled as if he had met his natural enemy. He obediently returned to the stone door and even closed it.

"King...Pin..."

Peter was half kneeling on the ground. The bent angle of his entire right arm revealed a strange twist. It was clearly completely broken. "You... How did you become a Arrancar"

"Oh, you actually know Arrancar?"

Kingpin glanced at him and sneered, "But since you found out, prepare to die here."

"Kingpin, what kind of conspiracy are you planning?" Peter's face was full of cold sweat. He endured the pain of his right arm being broken and gritted his teeth, "Those dead gangsters were turned into these hollow by you, right?"

"Hehe, I don't have the habit of explaining to the dead."

Kingpin clenched his fists and walked towards Peter. His face was filled with a sinister smile. "I want to tear out your bones one by one, then tear them apart bit by bit. I want you to taste the most painful torture, and then turn you into a hollow!"

Seeing that Kingpin was getting closer and closer, Peter's breathing became rapid, and his eyes revealed a touch of anxiety.

"Let me start with my arms, slowly open them!"

There was a tyrannical look in Kingpin's eyes. He licked his lips and stretched out his hand excitedly, intending to tear off the right hand of this stinky spider first.

Clang

A ray of sword's light suddenly flashed past, and the thick arm snapped in response.

The feeling of pain hit him, but Kingpin did not cry out. He only turned to the side, and then his pupils gradually shrank. A man in a black tyrant outfit, holding zanpakuto who was still bleeding in his hand, stared at him coldly.

"Frank...Castel!"

Kingpin's face was gloomy as he blurted out the man's name.

"Wilson Grant Fisk."

Flames of anger danced in Frank's eyes as Spiritual Power rushed over like a tsunami. "It's time for us to settle the debt of blood you owe previously!"