My Cellular Prison
Chapter 2002

World Clash

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A World Blockade that would normally take an average of seventy-two hours to break was torn open by Han Dong with a hole the size of a head, creating a stable passage wide enough for one person in just over an hour.

At that moment, the first thought to arise in everyone's mind was to save Han Dong. That was more important than saving the world before them.

Francis, relying on his astonishing speed, was the first to arrive at the scene.

At the same time,

he was also the first to notice exactly who the Uncontrolled One facing Han Dong was.

The muscles in his face twitched incessantly. He could not believe Han Dong had held out for so long against this guy. Judging from the traces of battle at the scene, they must have been fighting for quite some time.

At that moment,

the muscles in Francis's arms, back, buttocks, and thighs formed a perfect pattern of countless demonic faces.

Absolute freedom allowed him to ignore Time Stop.

At the critical moment, he threw a punch directly at Goodman's face.

Boom! Like a massive planet crashing into a planetary surface, the entire Thorn Star was shattered and disintegrated by that punch.

Francis had no intention of holding back. Han Dong had been handed over to his teammates; he would continue the pursuit and ensure Goodman's complete death.

He weaved through enormous fragments of the shattered planet and all kinds of broken giant thorns.

Any rocks or thorns that collided head-on with Francis were instantly shattered into powder by his muscles.

However, Francis stared at the fist that had just struck its target in surprise.

*The impact felt wrong, like several layers of membranes were in between... In that sudden situation, could his brain still produce an effective defensive

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