Crit?

Tang Xuan glanced at the name remarks again.

Note 3: This name has a certain probability of triggering a critical hit, and the critical multiplier is random between 1~9999, the larger the critical multiplier, the lower the corresponding probability.

Speaking of luck......

Tang Xuan's own luck has always been very bad, and he has never been able to get a multiple-choice question right since he was a child, whether it is multiple choice or single choice, or simply a judgment of right or wrong.

If a person's luck is conserved, then his luck must be consumed in something else that he doesn't know.

As long as you are blind, you will be wrong.

So to this day he has a shadow and resistance to making choices, and tries to avoid making choices.

Choose! Choose! Choose!

If there is anything to choose from, can't you have it all?

The No. 1 assistant character's critical hit caused tons of damage to the unprepared [Ellie], the darkness in the funeral parlor quickly faded, and Tang Xuan's vision expanded to more than ten meters around.

"Look!"

Tang Xuan heard Wu Liang's shout of surprise.

He turned his head and saw that the darkness outside the door had thinned out, and he could faintly see the scene outside the funeral home. The No. 1 assistant character hit [Ellie] so hard that the dark kingdom that shrouded the funeral home began to derail the funeral home.

This is undoubtedly good news.

Tang Xuan asked Lu Qiqi: "Can you go out?" ”

"Nope."

"Still can't get in!"

Two deities dressed in black dragon suits stood outside the funeral parlor surrounded by darkness, observing the data displayed on the screen in front of them.

There are two curves on the screen, blue and green, and the two curves are quite close at this point, but they still don't coincide, which means they can't break in with their flesh.

One of the two gods is tall and burly, and the other is handsome, obviously a man and a woman.

From the outside, the main body of the funeral parlor has changed to a solemn black and white, and there are many traces of artillery bombardment near it.

Craters, charred black, and a pungent smell of gunsmoke......

This funeral parlor originally had eight steps, but now except for the upper four steps that have been turned into black and white, the other four steps have turned into powder.

There are not only two gods here, but also tens of thousands of soldiers who have surrounded this place according to the plan, they are all over the sky and land, three layers inside and three layers outside, and they have opened the insurance of various types of weapons and equipment, ready to attack at any time.

"People can't get in, and their internal organs are too fragile to withstand the tearing effect when they pass through the spatial layer." The woman thought for a few seconds and said, "Maybe the high-density matter is okay, let's concentrate the energy together and send Wu Liang's subgodge weapon in, hoping that he is still alive." ”

"Well, that's all there is to it."

Her companion agreed.

The officer standing beside them asked, "You two, have you come up with a solution?" ”

The woman nodded slightly: "The order space and the main order space are superimposed to form a gap space, maintaining the ...... of the order space The equipment may have been damaged, so the walls of the cracked space have become much weaker. We can send a weapon in, and if our companion is still alive, he should be able to break through this gap. ”

The officer nodded: "Then please two of you!" All the fire is in place, and as soon as the enemy leaves the funeral home, we can launch an offensive. ”

The woman nodded, noncommittal.

To be honest, she has some doubts about the combat effectiveness of the ordinary people's army, but now is not the time to talk about this. Anyway, it doesn't matter if it's a mule or a horse, you'll know when you pull it out.

She stooped down to pick up a plain black briefcase and walked side by side with another deity to the funeral parlor, everyone in her sight watching them nervously for fear of any danger.

Several snipers pointed their scopes in their direction at the signal of the commander, ready to provide fire support.

When the handsome back of the black dragon suit appeared in the scope, the snipers suddenly felt that the sniper rifle in their hands was not fragrant.

"The Federation's individual suit technology is mature?"

"I wonder if we have a share?"

They swallowed with envy.

At this time, the two gods had already walked to the door of the funeral home step by step, and there was no danger in the middle of the journey.

The wreckage of the gate fell to the ground.

When the door was cut, they saw it, but it was not clear why.

The two of them looked inside, and there was darkness on the opposite side of the door frame, and they couldn't see anything.

There is a subordinate relationship between them.

The woman said unquestioningly, "You assist me." ”

The man whispered, "Yes!" Lin Wante waited! ”

Lin Wan!

That's right, this woman is Lin Wan, who came to Ziwei Star to look for Tang Xuan after receiving the news of the spaceship crash.

After the success of the [Magma] crusade, for the reasons of promoting newcomers and deepening cooperation with the Lin family, Lin Wan was promoted to the new special executive officer, and had the qualifications to lead the team and train newcomers.

Wu Liang and the other person were all subordinates she recruited.

Lin Wan stood at the junction of the marginal space of the funeral parlor and the normal world with the black briefcase in her hand, and the black briefcase in her hand was the sub-godhead weapon she had just mentioned.

In the [Magma] crusade, the [Magma] divine kingdom collapsed, and Lu Qiqi thought that he would definitely die, so he gave Anbei the pseudo-godhead unique to the association of twenty-seven people. Anbei did not hide it privately, but handed over this pseudo-godhead afterwards.

Because the leaders of the Federation are strong, there are no twists and turns in the middle, and the pseudo-godhead is directly in the hands of the Lin family.

With the technology he has accumulated over the years, Lin has cracked some of the knowledge contained in the pseudo-godhead, and has initially learned how to use faith, and has used this to create a low-profile version of the pseudo-godhead-subgodhead crystal.

The Subgodhead Crystal is weaker than the Pseudogodhead in terms of its ability to absorb free beliefs and limit the capacity of the Beliefs, but it is similar to the Pseudogodhead in terms of the efficiency of driving beliefs, and it can exert a very powerful power when it is supplemented with faith.

Due to material issues, subgodhead crystals cannot be used indirectly. Crafting weapons with special materials is a form of utilizing subgodhead crystals.

The production capacity of Yashenge weapons is low, and only three handles have been produced so far, which are the first to be equipped by Lin Wan's team, so the reason naturally does not need to be said.

Lin Wan said in a deep voice: "Give me all your energy." ”

The man put his hand on Lin Wan's shoulder to establish a simple 'bridge' structure, and energy flowed from his suit to Lin Wan's.

Lin Wan held up the black briefcase.

A steady stream of light blue energy enveloped the black briefcase, and the black briefcase was stimulated, releasing a faint golden glow to confront the energy released by Lin Wan, and when the concentration of light blue energy and the brightness of the golden light reached its peak at the same time, Lin Wan threw the briefcase into the door frame of the funeral home.

Airplanes!

The briefcase paused at the junction for a moment, then disappeared from their sight with a flash of golden light.

Lin Wan's subordinates were overjoyed: "It's successful!" ”

They weren't sure they could send the Subgodhead weapon into the crack space, so he was very happy to see the Subgodhead weapon pass successfully.

However, Lin Wan, who threw the black briefcase, froze in place.

"Lin Wante, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Wan's subordinates said with concern.

Lin Wan came back to her senses: "It's nothing ......"

Her breath was a little disordered, and her mood was a little excited, because when she entered the crack space in the briefcase, she saw the scene inside for a moment.

Although she hadn't seen her for a while, she still recognized the longing face in an instant.

Tang Xuan!

How could he be in such a dangerous place?

Although she has been in contact with Tang Xuan these days, she doesn't know what Tang Xuan is doing.

If she knew that Tang Xuan had come to fight ♂ with the ancient gods, she would not buy Tang Xuan a fake identity if she said anything, and also helped him sneak out of the Lin family's research institute.

Lin Wan couldn't help but look inside the funeral home, even though she couldn't see anything.

She suddenly felt that Tang Xuan's connection with the ancient gods seemed to be a little too close, Tang Xuan first quietly deciphered eight hundred ancient god characters, and this time he was directly locked up with the ancient gods.

So many planets in the whole universe didn't go, but they came to Ziwei Star, and as a result, the ancient god of Ziwei Star was revived, is this just a coincidence?

Sweet love made Lin Wan's IQ drop, but it didn't turn her into a fool.

She still remembered that she and Tang Xuan met an old man who played an erhu in Shang'anmen Square, Tang Xuan broke her away and stepped forward to talk to that person alone, but she recorded a language that was not included.

Later, it was given to a professional language research institute, but the professionals couldn't find out what kind of language it was.

Lin Wan's eyes were a little worried.

Tang Xuan, Tang Xuan, what secrets are you hiding, but don't be what I think.

Otherwise......

I, Lin Wan, am going to be the enemy of the world.

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