Chapter 887: Alone (1)
"Just as the Lord God said. ”
On the edge of the cliff, the clone Qiming looked down at his hands, "Until now, the power has been limited to the body and cannot be used......"
"Hehehehe...... Hahahaha......" Clone Qiming laughed irrepressibly.
"Mr. Qiming, why are you laughing?" Tom asked curiously.
Clone Qiming looked at him and said, "I want to laugh, the main god has really put a lot of effort into protecting those ordinary reincarnators! The strength has reached our level, and the main god can still limit it, and the price that needs to be paid to suppress the power of the fourth-order powerhouse, especially the fourth-order intermediate powerhouse, is absolutely extraordinary!"
"But, but, hasn't the Lord God suppressed it before?" Amya couldn't help but say in a loud voice.
"The previous suppression was only one-sided!" the clone Qiming's tone was a little impatient, but he still explained: "But this time it's different! This time, the suppression of the main god is all-round, whether it is the strength of the reincarnation itself, the speed, or the various abilities it has, even the genetic lock has been suppressed, even the spiritual light of the fourth-order intermediate reincarnation has been restricted, which was almost unimaginable before, so I said, the main god has really made a bloody investment this time!"
Ignoring Tom and Amya, who were lost in thought, the clone Qiming secretly lowered his head.
(In the final battle, the Lord God gave 100 days...... I wanted to end the battle on the first day, but since the main god has limited his strength...... The battle with him is scheduled to end on the eleventh day...... )
Thinking of this, the clone raised his head, looked at the city that was almost buried by the desert in the distance, and muttered: "In the past ten days, those weak people will definitely not let go of such a few moments, you guy...... But don't die!"
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"Therefore, for the other weak reincarnation squads, the next ten days are their only chance. ”
It was still that dilapidated city, in the dilapidated building where the Zhongzhou team was located, Chu Xuan looked at everyone and said:
"Therefore, in the next ten days, we are likely to be attacked frequently by other reincarnation squads. However, there is also a situation that is relatively favorable for us......"
"What is it?" the crowd asked.
Chu Xuan lifted his glasses and said, "The next ten days are the best time for the weak team to defeat the strong team, and this principle is also applicable to us." ”
"Because now, even the power of your clone is being suppressed by the main god, and the power of the Middle-earth team and the demon team has been pulled to the same level...... So now, it's also the best time for us to defeat the Demon Team!"
Suddenly, everyone looked at Zheng Zha.
"Is that so?" Zheng Zhe touched his chin and lowered his head in thought.
Soon, he looked at the crowd and shook his head.
"I'm sorry, everyone, just let me be willful. ”
"I'm going to ...... Defeat him when he is at his strongest!" For a while, time and space in Zheng Zha's eyes were disillusioned, and earth, water, wind and fire surged together.
"Sure enough. ”
Next to him, Qiming, who saw everything in his eyes, shook his head with a smile, the plot was completely different from the direction he was familiar with, but Zheng Zha was still the same Zheng Zha.
The current Zheng Zha, whether it is courage or heart, is completely worthy of his identity - the strongest in the future of the whole reincarnation, the captain of the Zhongzhou team, Zheng Zha.
......
The wind and sand gradually became smaller, but the air was still gray and yellow, and it seemed that the whole world was shrouded in sand and dust.
At this time, Qiming was driving a motorcycle, driving on a highway. The vast plains on both sides of the road have been desertified, and green has become an extremely rare color.
Since the moment Qiming left the Zhongzhou team, that inexplicable feeling disappeared, which further proved the correctness of his premonition.
Galloping aimlessly on the road, because all the weapons and equipment are contained in the space ring, and at the same time, the space equipment, as a super high-tech weapon and equipment, is also in the restricted list of the main god, and it cannot be used at all, so Qiming doesn't even have a pistol on hand.
Instead, the motorcycle he rides has its own radio, which is currently the only way for him to receive information from the outside world.
All the way to the ride, he kept the radio on, hoping to receive some useful information, although there was little hope.
However, to his surprise, not long after the station started, he received a broadcast that was played on a loop:
"This is KLKB, there are seven of us, we need emergency medical care, we need help, this is KLKB, can anyone hear? Can anyone come and help us, please!"
In an instant, memories flooded through my mind.
Before entering the horror movie, everyone in the Middle-earth team will watch the plot of the next horror movie repeatedly.
This final battle is no exception, although it is not expected to be of any use, but including Qiming, before entering "Resident Evil 3", they routinely watched the movie no less than 20 times.
Therefore, the impression of this broadcast is very strong, that it is a fake news that lures those who still have a conscience to go to the location stated in the message.
And the few scum who lured others to go there through this broadcast have already been ambushed there, and once someone really goes, they will be ambushed by these scum.
Those who still have a conscience will be killed like cattle by the dregs, and even their corpses will be made into food.
In this way, these scumbags survive from the apocalyptic outbreak until the beginning of the movie, until they meet the heroine Alice.
And now, since he can still receive this broadcast, that is, this group of people has not been solved by Alice. It was the beginning of the movie "Resident Evil 3", and Keiming decided to check it out.
The car drove along the road, and the radio broadcast was uninterrupted, repeating the previous distress messages. As if for fear that people wouldn't think of it, the address on the radio was very detailed.
"Boom, boom—" Qiming drove his motorcycle to a stop in front of a ruined building.
"This is it. Qiming said to himself.
The protruding porch of the main entrance of the building has four red English letters, KLKB, which is the destination of Qiming's trip.