To be able to survive this kind of misfortune is worthy of being the strongest in this mission!

"I'd like to call him the strongest!" Li Changhe said with a solemn face.

Qiu Wentian on the side nodded in agreement with a pale face.

She doesn't have a shared perspective with Black Hawk, but she has other means of surveying.

She sensed people running wild in the rain, splashing like blooming, followed by houses collapsing, vehicles colliding, sewer sewage gushing, billboards falling, fire hydrants bursting...

The sky flashed with a dazzling white light, followed by the sound of thunder.

It was the first time she had sensed a lightning strike at such a close range.

It was also the first time I knew that lightning strikes could ignore the lightning rods on so many nearby buildings and directly aim at the figure on the road who was struggling to survive.

What a hatred this is? This really doesn't treat the spearman as a human being!

"Being able to live until now is enough to prove that he is stronger than us!" Qiu Wentian whispered, "If I had been replaced, I would have died a long time ago." ”

"I'm the same. In this case, go close to him. It's equivalent to letting that divine creature lie down and win, and we'll just touch it according to the plan!"

The two of them made a decisive choice, now that they knew the king's location, he was now at his weakest moment with the Heroic Spirit being summoned.

The original plan was to make contact with the spearmen, at least to make him understand that the enemy of this mission is not, so as not to cause internal friction among them. By the way, pull this strongest one.

Right now... That's it. If necessary, Li Changhe will probably shout, 'Spearman, don't come here!'

I don't know how this player survived until now?

On the other side, the big iron pestle was not killed by the thunder, and the sense of alertness to the crisis honed made him throw a pure iron spear into the sky at that moment.

The lightning instantly turned the spear into molten iron, and also allowed the big iron pestle to save the lives of himself and the contractor.

"It's triggered, is that divine creature nearby? Damn, at least let me and you get in touch first. The big iron pestle saw the hint in his panel, and his face was sad.

Judging by his appearance, he is a sloppy uncle between the ages of thirty and forty. Messy hair and stubble all over the face.

He wears a large gray suit, which acts as a tie or a thorn vine.

How to put it, it is extremely sloppy.

But no one can underestimate his strength, and in just one minute, he has already experienced many crises that can kill the player. can be resolved by him every time, and with a person, just looking at this ability, it is enough to stand out from the crowd.

"Let me down! I must be a good man!" The drunkard who was carried behind his back had sublimated his mentality after experiencing the ups and downs, and thought that he was so happy to be alive.

"Alas, if you leave me, you promise not to live for more than two seconds. I've got to find a chance to put you down..."The big iron pestle looked at a steel transport truck not far away, and suddenly showed signs of losing control. His face became more and more sad: "Before that, tell me everything you know." ”

Because Li Changhe and others have already unlocked it, he has already deduced the general situation of this mission as soon as he enters the plot.

This is not a simple confrontation mission, and there is not only one option between them.

The time they entered the plot was also different, and some kind of conflict had already erupted. There are three players left.

But he still knew too little about the mission.

I don't know what the two survivors think.

Watch as the transporter gets out of control and crashes into the nearest phone post. Countless steel bars were thrown into the air, and then fell like meteors.

As for the target of the fall, it is naturally a large iron pestle.

He was very self-aware of this, and the favor of the Grim Reaper was very powerful. This is a kind of shelter for him to be cast by a powerful plot character in a certain story mission.

Yes, shelter! shelter from the High Powers.

However, because it is the protection of the Grim Reaper, the price is a bit big.

It has extremely strong causal ability.

All kinds of seemingly coincidental accidents will appear on him, and he has even used this effect to kill more than one LV10 or more!

"Alas... I kind of know why they asked me to do this mission. The big iron pestle lamented, reaching out and grabbing the thorny vine that served as a tie at the neckline.

...

On the other side, the top floor of the bell tower.

The white-haired but tall old man was sitting on a chair, looking through the window at the riots a hundred meters away.

"Another kind of divinity? As a fake, he does a good job. But it's not enough to kill me. He looked down at his hands, the ends of which had begun to turn black and necrotic, but had recovered after a moment.

Destruction and rebirth had been going on and over in his body. The causal ability of the Great Iron Pestle had even affected him.

"Carmen Rodia. This chess game, which has lasted for more than 20 years, should also be decided. Your people are now only thinking about peeking into the mystery again, and they have no intention of saving you at all. What's your reason to stick with it?"

"You, like the kings of all ages, have lost!"

"It's better to let go of the resistance. Be that with me..."The old man's words did not fall.

"It makes me happy to see you so angry. Are you a king, too? The ninth generation, even though he is crazy, still wants to get rid of you as an alien. It seems to me that he is far more fit to be a king than you are. The old man suddenly changed his voice, and his voice contained pain and torment: "You evil spirit entrenched on the throne, then I will put an end to you! What are you waiting for? Attack! His divinity is suppressed!"

The sound was quickly swallowed up by the sound of rain, and it didn't even reach the bell tower.

But in a dark corner of the bell tower, someone spoke in response.

"I see, the spearmen really paid a lot. Let's just let him work hard for a while. Qiu Wentian loosened the tightly wrapped black sheath and emerged from the darkness: "But, King of Carmen. If you don't open your mouth, I guess I can touch his face. Anyway, every time I sneak, I get discovered by accident, which is unlucky. ”

The heavy sword box was dropped on the floor of the bell tower, and she reached out to grasp the longest weapon.

The old man's face turned indifferent, and he glanced at Qiu Wentian. I didn't care about her appearance.

Instead, he said in a refined manner: "You think that the madman who slaughtered your people is more suitable to be a king than me? Even if I can suppress my divinity, I am the strongest magician of this era after all! Even if I am a true Heroic Spirit, I can fight against it!"