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A huge number of super-giant fireballs exploded in the sky, connecting in a dense line.

A large group of Fei Ji was suspended outside the radius of the explosion, and in the fierce whirlwind of energy, they rose and fell.

"The interception mission is complete, and the return to the ship begins."

As the captain, Fei Ji informed the whole army, and then, everyone turned around and accelerated towards the earth under their feet.

In the base group of the combat base camp stationed in South Korea, Tsukiko Poison Island sat at the head of a group of officers, and on the long table of the conference, the projected battlefield images were being played on multiple screens.

Wiped his beloved long sword with a focused face, Poison Island didn't hear everyone's chaotic discussions and quarrels in his ears.

"The interception mission has been completed perfectly, and the 103rd Vulcan Brigade is returning home."

"Yo Xi!" One laughed happily.

"Russian bastards don't follow the rules, and I propose to warn Russia about the counterattack plan, tit-for-tat, and launch a nuclear bomb!"

"Donglin-kun, this is not in line with my Great Japanese Empire's battle plan, this is not the time to counterattack, and besides, our task is to defend the Korean Peninsula and wait for the next instructions of the base camp."

"That's right, this bridgehead for attacking the Celestial Empire cannot afford to be lost!"

"Poison Island-san, what do you think?"

Poison Island, who was wiping the long sword, looked up at everyone, did not speak, lowered his head and continued to wipe.

"Poison Island-san?"

Poison Island does not have a military rank, and as a representative of the shrine, her status is as special. (It seems that I remember something wrong, but here prevails, it seems that I didn't write that Poison Island has a military rank, but it was just written that Poison Island wore a military uniform, and the witch costume was not suitable for Poison Island's way of fighting, so the military uniform was much more convenient.) ）

"I don't know about fighting, I'm just looking forward to the battle, don't care what I think." Poison Island said coldly.

"Yes, Poison Island-san."

"Report!"

At this time, in the combat command room outside, the correspondent said loudly: "There is an abnormal movement on the North Korean side, and the troops of the Celestial Empire have left for North Korea!" ”

"Let them in, the decisive battleground, the Han River in Seoul!"

"Hey!"

The whole of Korea has been reduced to the ruins of the Red Land, and for the Celestial Empire, the vast area of wasteland is not only causing difficulties in supply, but also a headache for the surviving refugees.

The general principle of Qingjian wall field combat.

and luring the enemy deep and gradually encroaching.

As long as they do not enter the hinterland of the mainland, the tactics of the masses and guerrilla tactics are useless.

"Gentlemen, let's start the defensive deployment, the army of the Celestial Empire is endless, and our troops are weak to a certain extent."

"Hey!"

The officers stood up, responded loudly, and then exited the conference room in an orderly manner.

Until the poison island and the highest-ranking one are left.

"Then, Poison Island-san, I'll leave first." As the supreme commander of the place, Haruni Akano said.

After nodding slightly, the Supreme Commander in South Korea respectfully stepped back.

Poison Island raised the long sword that he had wiped clean, looking at the pupils reflected in the blade, and a satisfied bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The blood was boiling all over the body.

"Martial arts? It's really exciting, the mysterious Celestial Empire..."

This is, of course, information given every day.

"Do you crave blood? Demon Knife Snow Fang..."

This Japanese-style Notai knife from the hand of heaven is 2.2 meters long, one head taller than the whole person of Poison Island, made of vibranium, and the slightly arced snow-white blade is densely covered with blood-like delicate patterns...

This is a demon knife in the true sense, which belongs to a living creature and is a part of Poison Island's own body.

It is a special product created by demon flesh and poison island's own blood.

It is a murder weapon specially designed to drink blood.

And although the poison island that controls this murderous knife does not have demon blood, it has superhuman blood.

Unlike every day, Poison Island currently does not have the ability to control a more powerful body, even Poison Island can also be reincarnated, but the strength of the soul is insufficient.

The blade trembled, as if in response to Poison Island's words, and on the blade, fine blood-streaked tentacles stretched out, fluttering like floating in the wind...

"I'm also very eager to..."

Originally, it was planned to load the poison island with demon blood, but the poison island refused.

The reason is just that I don't want to become an alien and ugly monster who doesn't know his face.

So it became the current situation.

A special weapon specially designed for Poison Island based on the Grim Reaper's weapon.

As for Denissa, she didn't like it.

Therefore, this murderous knife can be solved, no, it is awakened and deformed.

The current poison island has been tailored every day to become a true Shura beast.

At the same time, as far away as Los Angeles in the United States.

The fighting continued within the city.

On an empty street, Tears are in trouble in the real sense of the word...

The black panther walked in the ruins on the ground without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and opposite the tears, Deadpool in a dark red combat tight-fitting uniform brandished his double knives, playing with gorgeous knife flowers, with a relaxed attitude.

Deadpool...

To talk about the level of trouble of this guy, it is enough to simply describe it as not being able to die.

Floating in the air a foot above the ground, tears look at Deadpool across from him.

"I heard that you were cursed by Thanos, so death doesn't welcome you." Tears whispered.

"That's right, chick, do you want to play with the uncle?" Deadpool's flirtatious laughter.

Tears frowned...

The two looked at each other, and the next moment, the attack was launched without warning.

Two thick lasers shot out of Deadpool's eyes, instantly hitting the wall of armor that hit Tear's body.

After the laser hits the solid stone like a stream of water, it sputters like a crazy split...

Tears raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a fierce tornado rose from the ground under Deadpool's feet, instantly devouring Deadpool, the wind howled and swirled violently, and the air flow was like a sharp blade, frantically cutting the devouring target.

Columns of tornadoes, tens of meters high and several meters in diameter, rotate violently in place.

Deadpool's attack was interrupted instantly, and dark red laser lasers rushed out of the wind pillar in a chaotic manner, shooting at the surrounding buildings one by one, instantly opening a terrifying dark red hole...

The fierce wind whistle continued to erupt, and after a few minutes, the tears stopped, and the wind pillar gradually disintegrated into a line of dissipation...

An unknown blur of tiny pieces of flesh lay on the ground...

"Talking nonsense kills people." Tears sneered.

Turn around and get ready to leave...

"Chick, I can't die..."

The cheap voice sounded behind him, the wriggling on the ground squirmed and quickly combined, and a mouth that was the first to complete the combination was spread out in a pool of blood, and the mouth was terrifying...

Tears turned around, stared at the mess of rotten flesh on the ground, and blinked.

How to say it...

"You're so funny..."

Raised his hand and snapped his fingers, in the heavy rain, the thunder flashed in the sky, and the next moment, the hideous lightning directly cleaved, and the precision guidance split on the rotten flesh on the ground...

A series of screams erupted in the light of violet-blue lightning...

"Ahh

Lightning slashed wildly one after another, and after a few moments, the cry of death did not weaken.

Half-ringing, tears frowned, and stopped attacking.

On the charred ground, the rotten flesh representing Deadpool squirmed tenaciously, gradually forming a human form...

"Chick, why don't you attack? The electric one is pretty cool. ”

"Ahh ”

"Of course, the person who can kill me hasn't been born yet, do you think you are this Japanese chick lady?"

"There's a nasty guy who should be very interested in a presence like you." Pinching his chin, he said with tears.

Bad guys, of course, mean every day.

"I'm very interested in you too, Storm Chick, are you a mutant?"

"No, I'm a superpower." Floating tears landed on the ground, and he slowly approached as he watched Deadpool, who had formed a complete charred black form on the ground.

"Your X gene, I'll take it." Tears smiled subtly, lifted her foot, stepped heavily on Deadpool's head, and looked down.

"Chick, do you want to play SM?" Deadpool squirmed on the ground, temporarily unable to move due to lightning paralysis, and his nerves were gradually recovering.

"If you like this kind of game, I don't mind playing with you for a while." Stepping on Deadpool's head, the tears gradually increased their strength, and the next moment, they pressed down violently...

Windlord Warhammer!

The ground sagged violently, cracked, and the hideous crevices spread like spider silk...

Within a radius of tens of meters, the ground burst, and the entire chaotic separation was warped...

Deadpool's skull shattered like a watermelon, blood splattered all over the ground, and Deadpool's body convulsed and collapsed.

It's actually just a close-range air cannon.

"It's just that you don't die, but you can't defeat me, Mr. Deadpool, you won't survive a second in my hands before you die."

Tears sneered.

In the current situation, without waiting for Deadpool to regain his mobility, he will die again in the hands of tears, ruthlessly crushed in an infinite loop.

One glance at Deadpool's fruitless headless corpse...

The suit had been sliced to pieces in the previous storm.

The tears pursed his lips and whispered: "Tsk, I made a mistake, spicy eyes..."