Dark Creations
Bang!
Wei Hu pulled the trigger of the electromagnetic tranquilizer gun.
The electromagnetic beam shot towards Chen Mudou's shoulder.
Wei Hu wasn't quite sure about Chen Mudou's abilities, he just found him very 'strange', but ultimately the captain had given orders that the Hall 157 had to be arrested.
In truth, Wei Hu, as a soldier, did not want to bully the weak.
Moreover, the other side was unarmed.
With electromagnetic anesthesia and only a shot to the shoulder, even if Chen Mudou is hit, he will be fine.
but.
Wei Hu's eyes widened suddenly; the situation he had guessed had indeed come to pass.
The anesthetic beam suddenly disappeared less than 30 centimeters from Chen Mudou, as if swallowed by another dimension, leaving no trace without even causing a ripple.
My apologies.
Suddenly, Wei Hu straightened up and, mimicking the manners of martial arts practitioners, clasped his hands in a fist salute. "Ms. Chen Mudou, I, Wei Hu, am blind. I failed to perceive your hidden strength before. Presumably, your Reality Enhancement are beyond my comprehension."
Chen Mudou looked bewildered – "I didn't do anything, it was all Jiang Mingshu."
"Then what?"
Wei Hu's eyes slowly turned cold, and the fighting spirit of a king of soldiers emanated from him. "Wei Hu, I will no longer hold back! Military orders are absolute, do not disobey!"
The huge metal box on his back extended out to form an exoskeleton that enveloped Wei Hu's legs. With a mechanical hum, Wei Hu suddenly leaped back more than ten meters. Then, the exoskeleton was driven into the ground, and Wei Hu was transformed into a humanoid turret!
Four beam machine guns flipped out.
Bang bang bang!
The sounds of bullets firing instantly formed a continuous line!
In just a few seconds, hundreds of beam bullets were unleashed.
Then, Wei Hu's expression changed slightly.
Immediately, dozens of man-portable missiles flipped out of the metal box behind him, trailing plumes of white smoke as they flew toward Chen Mudou!
Wei Hu's expression was somewhat dazed.
Then, large-caliber howitzers, armor-piercing missiles, and heavy rockets were delivered like free gifts, one after another, forming a continuous line of fire!
Bang bang bang!
Boom boom boom!
The explosion was incredibly powerful; it's unimaginable how devastating the consequences would have been if so many weapons had hit Chen Mudou.
Little did they know.
From Chen Mudou's perspective, Jiang Mingshu was standing right in front of him. He took off his Magician's cloak, spun it around in his hand, and made it into a beautiful circle.
All the weapons and ammunition, after passing through the cloak, transformed into countless rose petals, falling in a dazzling display.
Jiang Mingshu slowly turned around, revealing a flawless profile and a charming smile.
Chen Mudou held her hands to her chest, her eyes filled with hearts.
However, in the eyes of outside reporters and onlookers...
The battlefield between Wei Hu and Chen Mudou transformed into a kaleidoscope of colors, incredibly blurry, as if any gaze directed towards it had to pass through a... kaleidoscope?
What people are most concerned about are the Jiu Zhengxuan and Qin Yiguan.
Unfortunately, their battlefield was completely black!
What kind of world is this!
A set covered by a 'kaleidoscope'!
A group of them hid in the grove!
This most spectacular set is shrouded in darkness!
In the darkness.
Jiu Zhengxuan suddenly charged forward.
Pfft!
A trident pierced Jiu Zhengxuan's eye socket, lifting him high into the air and then flapping its silver wings, cutting Jiu Zhengxuan into mincemeat!
Slices of minced meat fell, staining the once pristine white earth red.
The Silver-Winged Yaksha roared angrily to the sky.
However, it was seen that countless Jiu Zhengxuan, their bodies radiating white light, were surrounding it. These Jiu Zhengxuan were powerful enough, but compared to the demons of Hell, they were still too weak!
At this moment, Qin Yiguan gazed around, "Since I can conjure up a Silver-Winged Yaksha, I can certainly conjure up a second one!"
Brain Dark Zone A06 [Gestalt Collapse]!
Derivative Skill: Netherworld Glimmer!
From the darkness, a second, a third, and a fourth Silver-Winged Yaksha appeared!
At that moment, Qin Yiguan felt a wave of dizziness wash over him; it turned out that even [Gestalt Collapse] had its limits!
But then they saw four Silver-Winged Yaksha standing in four directions, protecting Qin Yiguan among them.
Qin Yiguan rubbed his forehead, chuckling softly. At this moment, he seemed more like a demon than Silver-Winged Yaksha. "Haha... haha, four Silver-Winged Yaksha are enough!"
What followed was a frenzied massacre!
With each thrust of the Silver-Winged Yaksha's trident, a ' Jiu Zhengxuan ' would be pierced through, and then sliced into minced meat!
This scene was as if Jiu Zhengxuan had entered Hell and had to experience the cycle of torture and death again and again!
moment.
The Silver-Winged Yaksha slayed countless Jiu Zhengxuan.
The flesh and blood beneath them had formed a mountain of gore, standing tall and imposing. The scene was one of utter carnage, devastation, and demons looking down from above!
' Brain Abnormal Zone A89 [Conscience-Free Syndrome] -- Development Rate +1%...'
' Brain Abnormal Zone A89 [Conscience-Free Syndrome] -- Development Rate +1%...'
' Brain Abnormal Zone A89 [Conscience-Free Syndrome] -- Development Rate +1%...'
Qin Yiguan grinned maliciously!
As the number of Jiu Zhengxuan dwindled, the Silver-Winged Yaksha descended from the flesh-and-blood hill, forming a straight line and advancing forward, leaving a trail of blood behind them!
final.
In the entire world, only one Jiu Zhengxuan remains.
smack
smack
Qin Yiguan strode slowly across the crimson flesh on the ground, like a king walking on a red carpet, with four Silver-Winged Yaksha standing in his four directions!
He looked at Jiu Zhengxuan quietly, a cryptic smile on his face. "Should I say you're naive, or idiotic? The Black Room's ability can transform into any object, yet you only use it to transform yourself?"
Jiu Zhengxuan looked at the snow-white earth covered in blood, then glanced at the four tall Silver-Winged Yaksha, and finally fixed his gaze on Qin Yiguan, his expression becoming extremely serious.
"I will not be like you, using these terrifying demons from the darkness as weapons!"
Jiu Zhengxuan suddenly raised his head, his expression full of disdain.
Qin Yiguan chuckled softly, "If you can't beat them, you can't beat them. There's no need to make excuses!"
Suddenly, Jiu Zhengxuan slowly bent down, as if submitting, and actually squatted down in front of Qin Yiguan.
He stared at the ground, his voice calm, and said, "I've said it before, when I was 15, I created a world inside the ' Black Room '."
"In."
At this moment, Jiu Zhengxuan looked at Qin Yiguan, "Of course, that also includes the god who represents light!"
Jiu Zhengxuan slowly rose to his feet.
A golden light shone brightly behind them, and within the golden light appeared a crouching phantom figure. It was 20 meters tall, wearing golden armor and holding a golden longsword.
When Jiu Zhengxuan straightened his body.
The figure rose with him.
As Jiu Zhengxuan raised his head, the figure simultaneously straightened its chest, its body suddenly becoming clear. The golden armor was sacred and powerful, and the patterns on its surface resembled some kind of ancient totem.
Suddenly, six golden wings unfurled behind the figure, magnificent and dazzling.
It seemed as if an invisible divine power was spreading out.
For a moment, the four silver- Silver-Winged Yaksha Silver-Winged Yaksha, who were only eight meters tall, appeared somewhat weak. The golden light made them afraid to look directly at it, so they covered their eyes with their arms and let out mournful cries.
But then the six-winged figure slightly waved its longsword, and a holy white flame swept out, burning away all the blood and grime on the ground, revealing a white floor.
At the same time, the flames also engulfed the four Silver-Winged Yaksha. It seemed to be some kind of attribute conflict. They roared and struggled, but finally turned into ashes and disappeared!
With a resounding clang!
The enormous golden sword pointed diagonally, its tip pressed against Qin Yiguan's nose. The golden light emanating from it made Qin Yiguan's face appear sallow and deathly pale.
Backed by a massive six-winged figure, Jiu Zhengxuan declared with imposing authority, "The Creator of the Black Room, Michael, Who Is Like God!"