Fifty-third The funeral song of fate

"I'll go to your sister's, the right team is on the right team, don't be stunned, what are you afraid of, the other party is just a little girl, rush up to me!" Li Tuanze did not retreat to those soldiers, but stood in the center of the army, commanding hard, and he vowed to catch this little devil to the death.

"Go!" Li Tuanze roared, and his voice spread throughout the entire square, "Quickly notify the blocking team and let them shoot at high altitude, I don't believe it, she can still hit at high altitude!" What a fuck! ”

More than a hundred special forces in exquisite bulletproof police uniforms quickly walked towards the little girl from the right hand, they had undergone rigorous training, and naturally these ordinary soldiers could not compare. Every step of the way is looking for cover, trying to shuttle under the opponent's blind corner, so that there is a chance to get close, according to the intelligence shows that a similar psychic ability like this, once close then the strength will be greatly damaged.

The sound of propellers turning in the sky sounded in the sky, and five helicopters flew up from the bottom of the hill and hovered in the air, when the door of the helicopter opened, revealing a dark muzzle.

The Spirit walked towards the army that was constantly trying to retreat, each step slow. The soldiers scattered everywhere in front of them held the guns in their hands, constantly spraying tongues of fire, and the whole scene was like a rain of bullets, and the dense bullets surrounded the spirits to death.

But all this was slightly frowned, and all the bullets seemed to have lost their momentum and fell one by one. Soon patches of bullet casings piled up on the ground.

"Sir, you're getting closer!" The captain of the right team said into the walkie-talkie: "Please order!" ”

"Attack, take her down for me!" When Li Tuanze heard the words from the other end of the walkie-talkie, his whole person was immediately overjoyed, as long as this unit could successfully get close, then the rest would be easy to handle. But he was still a little uneasy. Against; Another walkie-talkie shouted: "Left team, you guys are hidden from the left, and cooperate with the right team!" ”

Whoa......

Another special force of hundreds of men quickly advanced from the left, stopping in a building about 100 meters away from the little girl. Be prepared to strike when the time comes.

The captain of the right team raised his right hand and stared at it, slammed it down, and shouted: "Rush and rush!" ”

Hundreds of special soldiers stood up in unison, and fiercely headed towards what they thought was the cult saint Lan Lingling. At the same time, he picked up the gun in his hand, and the speed was very fast, and the distance of 100 meters quickly allowed them to finish and reach Lingling's side. A smile appeared on Lingling's face, and this smile seemed to melt the snow in winter.

"The sneaky man is finally here." A sneak attack like this is completely ineffective for an existence of the level of Lingling, not to mention an existence comparable to a demigod like Lingling, even a saint will have a super ability to predict danger.

The moment the captain of the right team approached, his right hand stretched out violently, directly towards Lingling's wrist. At the same time, his right foot also reached the opponent's ankle in an instant, as long as he used force, he was able to knock the opponent down, thus ending all this, just when he thought he had succeeded, he made a fierce force, and he did not leave any spare strength.

But he suddenly found that he couldn't pull it at all. Ling Ling turned his head, looked at the captain of the right team, and then snorted coldly. left a cold and piercing sentence: "You are looking for death!" ”

The captain of the right team is an experienced special soldier who is already approaching thirty years old, and he will be able to retire in another year. Get out of the army and never have to go to the battlefield again. But when he saw these cold eyes, a premonition suddenly rose in his heart, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he suddenly retreated to the side.

A delicate hand grabbed the corner of his body armor, and then he felt a powerful liliang pass into his body. The next moment, in the sound of explosions and flames, he flew upside down, and Zuihou smashed into the ruins, life and death unknown.

"Kill her!" When the remaining special soldiers saw the captain dead, they roared and wanted revenge, and hundreds of people jumped away like grasshoppers. They want to win in hand-to-hand combat, but the result is too much for them and Ben to bear, and they will have to pay with their lives.

Lingling shuttled among the hundreds of special soldiers, performing amazing martial arts, each time being able to take the life of a soldier. At the same time, a series of divine spells also fell on the army, like mowing grass, and a divine spell took away the life of an area.

"Damn! The sniper is ready to shoot, all the soldiers retreat! Get ready to launch missiles! Li Tuanze saw the destruction of hundreds of special soldiers, how could he feel good in his heart, and he was directly ready to solve the other party in the most direct way. The missiles on each helicopter slammed out and aimed at the spirits on the ground.

"1, 2, 3 put it!" Li Tuanze saw that the distance between the army and the other party was almost the same, and roared three times in a row. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard only a few mutters, and several missiles flew down from the helicopter, and five or six missiles were powerful enough to blow up a mountain. It can be seen how crazy the other party has been.

Jade burning?

Ling Ling was stunned, she didn't know if the person in front of her was really crazy, and actually wanted to kill herself with jade burning. It's a pity that this doesn't pose any threat to her.

A delicate finger swiped at the missiles, and in an instant the missiles split in two, and then the next few rattles had been disintegrated. Countless parts fell from the sky. Ling Ling looked at the helicopters and frowned, his fingers pointed at them again, and suddenly a few lightsabers appeared and turned into rays of light towards the helicopters, and in an instant, they had already pierced through those planes.

Zizizi...... Countless electric arcs flashed on the plane, and the next moment a few coaxing sounds sounded, two helicopters exploded directly in the air, and the rest fell in different directions, but after a while, a few explosions resounded in the sky swept the entire holy mountain.

"This ......" Li Tuanze was powerless, he clenched a walkie-talkie in both hands, and his eyes widened like an angry bull. All the moves he can use are not vulnerable to the other party's eyes at all, close quarters, missiles, bullets, blocking, everything he can do, and the end is that he is completely defeated. And there is only one person on the other side.

"Under the sword of fate, everything will be turned into ......" the spirit was about to say a prayer, when two figures sprang out from both sides. It is the two strongest in Group Z, one is good at long-range attack and the other is good at close combat. The cooperation between the two can be said to be intimate.

"Come on! Heavy rain! One of the black-haired trench coat Z members roared, his whole face extremely hideous. It was clear that the abilities he was wielding in front of him were so powerful that they were beyond his capabilities.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly darkened. Suddenly lightning and thunder roared, and the entire holy mountain was wrapped in dark clouds. The next moment the downpour fell, and the sound of the rain covered the entire battlefield, causing all the flames on the battlefield to be extinguished, and puffs of smoke to rise.

Lingling looked at the sky and didn't make any movement, but the pea-like rain couldn't get close at all, and it directly separated from the sides and fell to the ground. Splash the waves.

"Rain Sword!" The members of Group Z in trench coats rose up with a blue ice mist all over their bodies, reaching the clouds, and then the huge dark clouds instantly rose with blue mist, lingering all around. In the next moment, all the raindrops were suspended in the air, and they continued to prolong and turn into sharp swords.

Immediately after that, with the fingers of the Z group member in the windbreaker, all the sword heads were aimed at Lingling, and then all the rain swords condensed into ice and stabbed at Lan Lingling.

Lingling looked at the ice sword coming towards him. His eyes became colder and colder, but his expression became more and more reverent. At the same time, the momentum of the whole person became more holy, and the holy aura instantly filled the entire battlefield, making all soldiers have an urge to worship.

"Broken ......"

A word that couldn't have been lighter spat out of her mouth, but the whole world seemed to change with her words, and the dark clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed and dissipated. All the ice swords turned into rain again, and then the raindrops turned into vapor and dissipated into the air.

"Up!" With the cooperation of the soldiers, the members of Group Z continued to move towards the spirits, and various abilities continued to fly together. The ability's unique brilliance gives the battlefield a different kind of beauty. The powerful impact made the rocks fly everywhere, and countless smoke filled the air. Lingling was still indifferently under various offsets.

The flames flew in unison, countless stones turned into powder, and one by one the Avatars lost their lives, and fell to the ground as cold corpses. And that army was forced to retreat under the pressure of a little girl. It's like a dazzling waltz, a girl dancing the dance of reaping life.

Song Changming stood on top of a house with a blue face, and he was already trembling at this moment, because the little girl in the center had already made him feel frightened. That's an army of 40,000 people, and hundreds of people with abilities can't help a girl who is no more than ten years old. This cowardice from the heart left an eternal wound in his heart.

"How is that possible!" Song Changming roared angrily, "How can there be such a powerful person!" ”

The defeat last time made him want revenge, and now he has lost his fighting spirit before he fights, "Run? At this moment, Song Changming was struggling in his heart, his gorgeous defeat, and his failure was a complete failure.

"You're going to run away?" A voice appeared in his head, and it made him shiver.

"Who are you?" Song Changming was a little frightened.

"Me?" After a while the voice rang out again, "Who do you say I am?" Since you are no longer able to fight, there is no need for this war to exist, so follow them and fall asleep! ”

The spirit in the middle of the battlefield looked at the sky, and she sighed slightly, "Death is too terrible for those who do not have the protection of the Lord!" But that's the only way to get out of trouble. At this moment she had lost interest in the war. An enemy who has lost his fighting spirit is not counted as an enemy, but a lamb to the slaughter.

"Funeral Song of Fate!" The white gauze skirt fluttered in the waves, and the crisp song resounded throughout the battlefield, this song was like a funeral song of death, which was fate singing for the deceased. This song slowly penetrated everyone's hearts. Let him slowly put down the weapon in his hand, and a sad look appeared on his face.

"This singing voice ......" Li Tuanze tried his best to block his ears with his hands, but it had no effect. You can still hear this sad song. It's a funeral song for them.

Song Changming's eyes widened, his eyes showed an unbelievable panic look, and he clearly felt that the vitality in his body was fading little by little. It disappeared so quickly that it scared him. "No...... No! ”

Suddenly, there was silence on the battlefield, and there was nothing but singing. Song Changming's eyes lost their brilliance, and the whole person fell from the tall building, falling from the sky, but he did not fall suddenly under the liliang of the song. Rather, it fell little by little. Zuihou passed away peacefully.

Ling Ling looked at the ground like a sleeping person, and slightly flicked her gauze skirt, under the attack of so many people, even the corners of her clothes were not touched.

Tens of thousands of soldiers fell to the ground as if they were asleep, and they all kept smiles on their faces. They were all dead at the moment, dead in their dreams. The funeral song of fate sent a funeral for all.

"Your Highness. Archbishop, please let you rush to the headquarters of the Miracle Group in Puxi District, Shenzhen, as soon as possible. At that moment, two female believers appeared out of thin air from the center of the clearing, and at their feet was a six-pointed star map. They were dressed in white cloaks, and their faces were hidden under them.

Ling Ling nodded and said, "I'll go as soon as possible, you guys go back and return to your life!" ”

"Then the subordinates will go back first!" The two female cultists said respectfully, and then whispered. The six-pointed star map under his feet shone brightly, but the next moment it disappeared into the clearing, as if it had never appeared.

Lingling looked at the dead soldier in the clearing in front of him, "The deceased will be buried in peace." The Holy Land will be sealed in the dust. It is enough to use the bones of tens of thousands of enemies as a burial companion to the Holy Land. ”

"When we welcome believers who seek the Holy Land again in the future, then this will be opened again!" Ling Ling said slowly, her words seemed to have a kind of liliang, attracting a kind of liliang in the underworld. This is the equivalent of a prophecy. As a saint, she has been able to prophesy so slightly.

As her words fell, the entire sacred mountain seemed to be a sea of vicissitudes, everything changed, and all the corpses sank to the ground.

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March 1

In Soma Luxi City, 100,000 Knights of Destiny lined up in golden armor. Centered on the Papal Palace, it is divided into four parts and begins to be reviewed. In today's day, hymns are played throughout Soma. The song is very solemn and holy. Countless Soma nationals walk the streets with wooden scales in their hands.

On this day, Soma will hold the founding ceremony, and at the same time hold the Grace Day ceremony on this day, and the whole sky over Soma will be filled with milky white power of faith, which are the most pious blessings of the Soma people, who bless their country. Bless the great Lord Tulo. They can give their lives for the sake of this country, and they can give their souls for the sake of God.

They are thrilled because their country will be formed on this day, a new nation, not a warlord-torn country. They are grateful. Thanks to the great and supreme Lord of Destiny, Tullo, for bestowing them with status and bread.

In the space of the gods, Tulo sat on the throne of the gods, a pair of eyes containing the galaxy revealed endless terror, and the divine light on his body became more and more intense, and he had reached the realm of solidification. The virtual godhead in his mind kept absorbing the power of faith, and the virtual godhead was like a gluttonous devouring heaven and earth, and the power of faith in the entire statue space was frantically pouring into the godhead.

The virtual godhead is becoming more and more condensed, the lines on the surface of the godhead are becoming clearer and clearer, and the aura revealed by this godhead is becoming more and more mysterious, and with the passage of time, it is becoming more and more powerful. The entire statue space changes with the breath revealed by the godhead.

The beliefs of tens of millions of people in Soma converge into the surging river into the idol space, constantly filling the dry idol space.

In the presidential palace next to the Pope's Palace in Luxi City, all the officials of Soma gathered here, and their hearts were mixed at the moment. A year ago, Soma belonged to their world and was their home field, but in just one year, they bowed to the feet of others and looked up to others. But they had to accept because Soma had lost so badly.

"Congratulations, President Burville!" An official congratulated Burville, dressed in fancy clothes.

Burville smiled, but a little bleak, "It's a really happy day, isn't it?" Excellency! ”

"Yes! Your Excellency, President! The official also smiled bitterly, then picked up a drink and drank it, "It's just that the current Soma is indeed dozens of times better than before, but it is not us who helped Soma complete it, but the one." ”

"Under the glory of the true God, all obstacles will come to naught, won't they?" Burville said with a smile, a hint of strangeness in his eyes, the day he had seen him in the temple of Solrey, something he would never forget.

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On the platform in the Papal Palace, Zhang Xiaojian looked down on the soldiers below, and a whole hundred thousand Knights of Destiny stood in the square below, which was the most elite part of the five hundred thousand Knights of Destiny. The whole square was full of momentum, and the people watching around were looking at it, and they were full of excitement at the moment, which was the liliang and heritage of the church.

"It's about to start, and it's finally come to this!" Zhang Xiaojian sighed. There is too much exhaustion in the language. He has been through so much in these days that he has only been able to become a god, and today everything will begin.

"Is His Majesty the Pope going to begin?" Li Liang stood next to Zhang Xiaojian, and a huge teleportation array was drawn in the central temple of the holy mountain, which was connected to the Suori Temple. At this time, the elite of the entire Holy Mountain, as well as all of them, were transferred to Soma.

"No, there is still the ambassador of country M who has not come, but it doesn't matter, let them get ready to start, and it will officially start in another hour." Zhang Xiaojian said with a smile, and on the other side of him was a female believer holding a gold plate padded with gold silk on it, on which there was a merit medal and a crown.

"It's Your Majesty!" Li Liang retreated. (To be continued......)