Chapter 1001 Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!
"Wait a minute, I'll go in and take a look first..."
"Forbidden - Eternity of Light!"
A blazing light roared down and directly enveloped the entire small city below. In an instant, countless screams and screams came from the city. For ordinary people, magic at the level of forbidden spells was no less than a A natural punishment.
"Pochetti, are you crazy!" The woman in black yelled angrily, holding a sickle in her hand. She had just signaled Pochetti to sneak in and check it out later, but Pochetti blocked it regardless. The curse was cast down.
If she hadn't postponed her actions in advance, she might have been injured by this wave of forbidden spells without any precautions.
Pochetti's face looked a little gloomy, but he smiled when faced with the woman's accusation.
"Didn't that woman wipe out a city with a population of hundreds of thousands? What I just erased was just a small town with a population of 20,000 or 30,000. Before the broadcast officially announced the completion of the cleanup mission, the aboriginal population here was huge. It’s within our protection range, and here, it’s not as restrictive as our world. So, why not experience this feeling?”
"Pochetti, were you stimulated by that Oriental woman?" The woman heard the words and sneered, "Did you go to confess your love to her? And then she rejected you?"
"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute." Pochetti was obviously not very emotionally stable. It was not so much that he could not accept the rejection of his love, but that what really aroused him was when he faced Li Zhi. An embarrassment that cannot be parried for one round.
"Wait a minute, there are still people alive in the city!"
Chrissy's figure turned into a shadow and penetrated directly.
How could there be any living people in a city that had just been baptized by light?
Even if there is one alive? Definitely not an ordinary person, so he would be one of the fish they hunted that slipped through the net.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
An angry roar came from the ruins of the city, and then a man with blood all over his body ran out of the ruins. He kept shouting. Although he couldn't understand his language, it was conceivable that he was Cursing angrily.
He should have known that he was not going to die soon, and the invading listeners could get some coordinate hints from the radio, so these fish that slipped through the net could not hide at all. Therefore, he may have deliberately returned to the small town where he was born to watch the final scene before he died. One glance.
It's a pity that his last glance caused his birthplace to be completely reduced to ruins. Tens of thousands of people in the small town were wiped out in the light. Even their souls were shattered in an instant. His relatives, friends and memories were all destroyed in an instant. Turn into nothingness.
Perhaps this is the identity position between the invaders and the indigenous people, because broadcasting does not require prisoners, nor does it want to develop puppet armies. In this regard, broadcasting is a more thorough racist than Hitler, and there is no buffering contradiction. There is no possibility of reconciliation, creating the current situation where there is no room for negotiation.
As for these boss-level listeners, in their original world, they were like prisoners imprisoned by the radio to suppress their desires. Once they were indulged here, they would often appear to be very unscrupulous.
This kind of deliberate massacre for fun has happened several times. Of course, there are also some big guys who have their own ethics, or are not interested in gaining any sense of presence among ordinary people.
The man is two meters tall. People in this world are generally taller. At the same time, there are special runes flashing on his body. It is these runes that allowed him to withstand the forbidden curse just now, but even so, he Still seriously injured.
Moreover, if his strength is divided according to the audience level, he can only be regarded as a middle-level high-level audience, and he is not considered a big one among the fish that have slipped through the net. However, the remaining aboriginals with boss-level audience strength in this world can probably be counted on the palm of a hand. coming.
A black shadow appeared behind the man. Chrissy's scythe penetrated the man's chest without any hindrance. Then, with a gentle lift, the tall man was directly lifted up by the woman Chrissy.
Chris enjoyed the feeling of picking up the enemy. Watching the enemy linger under the curse of her death scythe often gave her a strong sense of stimulation.
The man's wails and roars were so pleasant to Chrissy's ears. Unfortunately, the fish was too small, so the happiness that Chrissy could gain was not that much.
"Give you a chance to end it happily. Tell me, is there anyone else near you?"
Chrissy’s question was conveyed through mental power, which can circumvent language barriers. In fact, the audience’s IQ is also very high because of their high level of life. It is very easy for most listeners, especially boss-level listeners, to learn a language. However, few people are willing to put in the effort to learn the language of this conquered world.
Even radio sometimes cannot provide absolutely accurate dynamic target coordinates in a timely manner. Often, by the time listeners look for it, the target has shifted direction. This may be because the radio has not officially moved yet and has not yet been fully established. Take full control of this world.
It's a pity that the mental message reply that Chris received was just the kind of boring scolding.
"Any news?"
Pochetti was wearing a pair of white gloves. At this time, he was carefully wiping his wand and blowing on the magic gem on the top of the wand, as if he was wiping an art treasure.
"No." Chris smiled, "It's just a low-level being whose mind is filled with anger."
After saying that,
Kris flipped her palm, and the Death Scythe released a black flame that directly burned the prey on it.
Under the feet of the two of them, there was a scorched city. In some places, you could clearly see the black traces of human figures left after people were burned to ashes.
"Do you think this is a work of art?" Pochetti asked.
"Unless you put in more effort to bury this place, thousands of years later when the world has entered a technologically civilized society, it will be discovered by archaeologists at that time and can be regarded as a relic."
"Is it similar to Pompeii?" Pochetti shook his head absurdly. "It seems that many of the ruins and legends in our world were probably created by the invaders from another world."
"It's very likely that this is the case, and it may even include the mythological system." After Chris said this, her face suddenly changed and she said, "What's going on?"
Pochetti also immediately became serious, because not far away, an ancient war song that seemed to have the breath of time suddenly sounded. If it was just a war song, forget it. After all, there are countries and armies in this world, but ordinary people's armies are not It may create an atmosphere that makes even the big-shot audience feel depressed.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
As the war songs got closer and closer, the ground began to tremble at this time, as if thousands of troops were galloping.
Pochetti held the magic wand and levitated directly. His mental power was instantly dissolved after being released, so now he can only use this most primitive way to check the situation.
When he rose up, his eyes instantly focused. He saw an army column of about 500 people moving this way. All the soldiers in this army were wearing exactly the same armor, and their steps were sonorous and uniform, and their movements were The speed did not seem to be the distance measured under the feet, because in just a moment, the legion had actually narrowed down from more than ten kilometers away to only a few kilometers away.
Kris also floated, and when she saw this army, her expression suddenly changed, "This is the Qin Army, the Qin Army, the army of the ancient East. I went to China a long time ago to visit the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, yes, This is the pattern of their armor."
The culture of this world is very different from that of the original world. Even the styles and styles of armor are very different due to the different natural enemies they face. Therefore, the armor of the Qin Dynasty is still easy to distinguish.
The military formation of five hundred Qin soldiers had a large flag with the word "Qin" in the rear and a Luan Jia in the middle. The five hundred people were like a whole, regardless of each other. In the blink of an eye, they were close to each other again.
"How could they appear here? Impossible, impossible!"
Pochetti exclaimed,
"Why didn't the radio announce it in advance?"
"Let's go!" Chris immediately gave up her plan to attack because this legion gave her a great sense of fear. When they came to this world by train, this world actually didn't have much peak power. , so they have not experienced a fierce decisive battle at the real boss level.
However, when Kris had just turned into a shadow and was about to leave, the Qin army's formation changed instantly. A row of soldiers holding Changge disappeared directly on the spot, and the next moment they appeared around the shadow.
"Stab! Phew!"
Simple syllables came from the throats of these Qin soldiers,
then,
Dozens of long spears were thrust out at the same time,
"puff!"
Chrissy had no time to react at all. The next moment, her body was forced out by the terrifying aura around her, and then dozens of long poles were directly pierced into her body.
"Ti! Phew!"
Hold your arms high,
Chrissy was lifted up like a hedgehog;
Just like she had just lifted the native with a sickle,
It's just that the eyes of the Qin soldiers below were as cold as ice, and they didn't have the excitement of torturing their prey like she did just now.
It seems that for these Qin soldiers, what they are killing at this time is not much different from a pig or a dog.
"Crack! Huh!"
"ah!!!!"
Chang Ge withdrew together, but Kris's body collapsed instantly, and her soul was torn cleanly!
A big boss,
It disappeared in the blink of an eye!
cheap,
low-level,
It even makes people feel like a waste,
This was a big shot audience, but his death was so simple and hasty.
This is a kind of despair,
It was the despair brought about by this Qin army.
In the past, Broadcasting invaded the Qin Dynasty. In despair, the First Emperor led his subordinates, the Tigers of Qin, to fight to the death one after another. When he saw his generals and soldiers began to die one after another, his empire was broadcasting trains arriving one after another. The audience disintegrates in battle;
I am afraid that as proud as the ancestral dragon, he must have tasted the bitterness of despair. In the same way, Alexander, who was the first to face the coming darkness in that world, may have also chosen an eccentric way to "play" in church broadcasting in this despair. .
But precisely because the two great monarchs of the East and the West had experienced this kind of despair, they joined forces to plan and plan to eliminate the despair that had befallen them in the past two thousand years.
Return the original!
"Forbidden - light is coming!"
Pochetti witnessed with his own eyes the scene where Chris was instantly killed. At this time, boundless fear had swept through his body, but his instinct still made him release a forbidden spell again.
He is afraid,
He panics,
The relaxed and freehand way I used to talk about artworks is gone at all.
The ancient city of Pompeii, the killing game, and the pleasure of becoming a real god and turning thousands of people into withered bones with just one thought, all flew to nowhere at this time.
In his eyes, only Chris died simply and simply. Those Qin soldiers seemed to be doing the simplest training, killing a big boss in an instant!
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!"
The sound of war drums thundered rapidly. Except for the group of Chang Ge Qin soldiers who left the team, the remaining Qin soldiers began to charge together. They walked in neat steps, like a whole body. In the past, they were grouped together like this, marching in neat steps. The Six Kingdoms were shattered, Baiyue was trampled to pieces, and hell is the relic of the Qin army in the past when it completely annihilated a group of big boss listeners.
The huge and magnificent forbidden light spell bombarded them, but this only caused an insignificant scratch on the armor of each of them, and it did not even slow down their charge.
They are still as powerful as a rainbow,
They are still unstoppable,
They are a whole, and the damage is divided equally. In this way, unless Pochetti has the strength to kill hundreds of Qin soldiers in one fell swoop, he will not be able to shake this army at all!
Pochetti was about to leave. He even took out a space scroll that was extremely precious to him. However, at this moment, crossbowmen in the military formation fired arrows. These arrows did not directly hit Pochetti, but It stagnated around and blocked the space in an instant!
The power of the Great Qin Arrow Array reappears!
In the past, the biggest enemy that the Qin army faced after sweeping across Liuhe was the existence that descended from the darkness. They were familiar with how to hunt and face the audience!
They couldn't let the audience in front of them leave so easily.
Pochetti's space scroll lost all effects at this time. Facing the rolling military formation, he sacrificed all his magic weapons and other scrolls, but to no avail.
And this Qin army didn't even wave its weapons,
They are like this,
simple,
Upright and upright,
Without any fancy,
trample,
past.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!!!!!!!!"
For Pochetti before his death, the sound of neat footsteps was the most terrifying melody at the end of his life.
What Lychee said to him yesterday came to his mind,
Find a hole,
Otherwise you will die.
It turns out that this is what the woman said...
On the ground where Pochetti originally stood,
A humanoid blood shadow appeared,
This is the trace left after Pochetti’s body and soul were trampled to pieces.
and the ordinary people in the city he had just destroyed,
Exactly the same!
But Qin Bingjun did not stop, and the group of Changge soldiers also returned to formation, the war songs sounded again, and they rushed towards the next target.
The killing has just begun,
The prelude to the revenge of the old Qin people,
It just opened!
Two thousand years later,
hunter and prey,
Switch positions!