Shock wave!

It's exactly like the shock wave of the enormous force of a cannonball exploding.

What is it? This is Tang Ling's power.

Ahan's mind went blank, with only countless fragmentary thoughts tumbling around.

What level of power is he? Reached the minimum standard of a third-order Purple Moon Warrior 1HT (one unit of measurement in the Purple Moon Era)? There is no doubt that only a force of more than 1HT can form a shock wave!

Yes, Shockwave, a full set of standard armor forged from C-grade alloy will form this impact pattern...

Settlements, the blood debt of settlements... Ahan's eyes widened.

But in this short moment, the fist that Tang Ling and Ah Han touched suddenly turned into a fist and held Ah Han's fist at once.

"Do you remember?" Tang Ling looked at Yahan coldly.

What could Ahand remember? He wouldn't remember who was in the crowd of black oppressors in the thunder and lightning that night.

He just began to struggle desperately, he was still wondering why Tang Ling had the speed and strength of a third-order Purple Moon Warrior?

But is it useful to struggle?

His body was violently pulled in front of him by Tang Ling, and the faces of the two were less than ten centimeters apart.

Tang Ling's cold eyes looked straight into Ahan's frightened eyes, and he suddenly grinned.

"No!" Sensing a life-and-death crisis, Ahan exclaimed at this time.

But as soon as his words fell, his body was already raised high, and he slammed into the ground with a 'Peng'.

This decades-old alley has more than a dozen tiny cracks in the ground paved with a hard stone slab called granite.

'Poof', Ahan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the huge impact caused all his internal organs to be violently impacted, although from the outside, under the protection of the standard armor, he was not injured at all.

"Isn't it enjoyable enough?" Tang Ling stepped on Ahan's head and squatted down.

There was no way for Arham to answer, his head was drowsy now, and he hated his talent for being so average.

In the past ten years, with the drill camp and various means, he has also embezzled a lot of resources.

It's a pity that the improvement has always been limited, and not even a talent has awakened.

If there is no natural combat ability, the Purple Moon Warrior is just a 'superhuman' whose basic data is far greater than that of ordinary people! How special is it?!

Facing Tang Ling, who suddenly turned into a monster and inexplicably had basic data comparable to that of a third-order Purple Moon Warrior, Yahan was simply crushed.

What's the use of hating now? He was grabbed by Tang Ling's neck and lifted up.

"I ask you, isn't it enjoyable enough?" Tang Ling's eyes were full of hatred, and as he spoke, he grabbed Ahan and jumped high, and with a 'Peng' sound, Ahan slammed into the ground again.

'Boom', the ground formed more than a dozen cracks again, and Ahan was deeply smashed into the stone slab, sinking into the ground by at least a meter.

The pain told him that this time, there should have been a broken bone.

It's a pity that he didn't have a chance to breathe, Tang Ling walked over coldly, there seemed to be a black flame burning behind him, he grabbed one of Ahan's legs and dragged Ahan out.

"You just don't open the door. You are guarding the door, how can ordinary people rush over? ”

Ahan's body was lifted up again.

"So, why did you give the order to 'kill'? Why? ”

Peng, Ahan was once again smashed into the ground.

He began to bleed from seven orifices, his brain was a mess, why did he give the order to kill? yes, why?

"Mother-in-law, sister." Tang Ling gritted his teeth.

Splatter!

"Uncle Zhang."

Splatter!

"Xiaoye."

Splatter!

"Elmer."

Splatter!

....

...

Tang Ling looked crazy, carrying Ahan was like carrying a rag bag, and every time he called a name, he would frantically smash Ahan to the ground.

He could have solved the battle more easily, but how could he vent this overwhelming hatred?!

This era is very cruel, and the settlement is not a good place, everyone is struggling desperately to live, and they can give up their dignity for a mouthful of food.

But even so, can humanity and warmth be completely annihilated?

Darkness and hardship are depressing, and it is a matter of course, so the slightest human affection that is born in such an environment is even more precious! It's even more indelible!

Who gave Ahand the power to destroy these? To kill these people who are still warm in the face of difficulties?

'Peng', 'Peng', 'Peng', Tang Ling is so hateful, too angry!

"Xiao Ling, from today onwards, you will follow me to learn to hunt, right? That way your mother-in-law and sister won't be hungry all the time. Uncle Zhang didn't think it was such a great decision.

"Tang Ling, this piece of nutrition, my mother asked me to give it to you. Look at your family crying at the door hungry. Elmer put a nutrient block in Tang Ling's hand.

"Tang Ling, your mother-in-law was beaten by the other party's wasteland, and I carried her back."

"It's... Today, I will share some of my harvest with your mother-in-law. ”

Tang Ling's chest gasped violently, and he grabbed Yahan, who was almost smashed into the mud.

It's worthy of the Purple Moon Warrior, it's such an attack, Yahan is not dead, he still has breathing.

Although the seven orifices were bleeding, and although the standard armor that he was usually proud of was completely useless, and had turned into a pile of scrap iron, some sharp edges and corners that had been broken quickly, had been inserted into Ahan's body, but he was not dead.

yes, how could he just die?

Tang Ling lifted him up, snapped, broke his knees, and made him kneel on the ground.

He tore the marching jug from him, poured out the water from the jug, and poured it on Aham's head and face.

Did Ahan finally feel a glimmer of lucidity, and the nightmarish ordeal was over? Next, are you going to kill yourself?

Perhaps because it was too painful before, Ahan had no fear of death at this time, but his heart was full of numbness.

"Want to survive?" Tang Ling stood in front of Ahan, looked at Ahan condescendingly, and suddenly asked.

What the?! Yahan didn't have any hope anymore, he wasn't stupid, wasn't the meaning exposed in Tang Ling's words clear? He was from the settlement.

Will he be alive? Ahand was skeptical, but who wouldn't want to seize the glimmer of hope for life?

I was very seriously injured, but I was able to recover a little bit by exchanging a few cell restorative agents with all my wealth.

Get out of here, and as soon as you're recovered, get out of Safe Zone 17.

Yahan began to weave his future plans, he was very excited, and almost used his last strength to keep saying to Tang Ling: "Think, think, I want to live." I am guilty, I atone for my sins, I want to live. ”

"Very well, then now, I need you to recite a sacrificial message to the people of the settlement, with the most pious heart, and to say your repentance, and your willingness to atone for your sins." Tang Ling said slowly.

This is an ancient legend that her mother-in-law told Tang Ling.

She told Tang Ling that in ancient Huaxia, people who died in vain would be tormented by resentment, wandering in the land of death and refusing to leave, and could not find a way to be reborn.

Even if you kill your enemies, you often can't resolve their grievances.

What they need is the most pious repentance of their enemies, the most willing atonement for their sins.

In this way, they will no longer be tormented by resentment, and will let go of the suffering of this life with a smile on their faces, and find their new life in the vast universe.

Is this true? Maybe it's just a legend, but thinking of the figures who died in vain, Tang Ling wanted to hold this ancient ceremony for them.

"I'm Ahan. Ibn . In his pious confession tonight, Lamanch offered his deepest and truest repentance for the people of the colony who died under the sword. ”

"My sins are unforgivable, and my coldness is unworthy. I was robbed of my mind by the devil, and I decided to kill in a daze. ”

"I..."

Ahan was extremely sincere at this time, he really regretted why he made the decision to massacre?!

The root cause, of course, was the Anse family, and the order he received that day was to block the colony from entering Safe Zone 17.

Even in that case, as long as they are not allowed to enter and sheltered, the people in the ghetto will be almost completely dead.

However, the order for the massacre was indeed decided by himself, as he was angry that the untouchables of the colony had dared to organize themselves and storm the ranks in order to storm the 17th safe zone.

Will they be able to succeed? Obviously not, they don't know about the Purple Moon Warriors at all.

However, Arhan liked to solve the problem in the simplest way, and for these untouchables he should have been an example rather than a warning to drive them away.

So....

I knew that this was the result, why did I do it at that time? Is this the price to pay now?

Thinking of this, Arham couldn't help but weep bitterly....

"I, I willing, willing to atone for the rest of my life." Choked and snotty, Ahan pronounced the last word of sacrifice.

Tang Ling gently held the knife in his hand with his backhand and said, "It's a pity that you don't have the rest of your life, you have to atone for your sins now." ”

"What do you say? Didn't you say—" Ahan was completely panicked, he had just been numb and waiting to die, it wasn't painful.

The pain is that there is clearly a glimmer of hope, and he burns the desire to survive, and the result is...

The sword light flashed, drawing a silver arc in the night wind, just like the arc drawn by the sword of the Purple Moon Warrior that night.

Aham's head flew high, splattering blood like the people of the settlement that night.

Tang Ling couldn't think of any causal entanglement, he only knew that Ahan's blood debt must be paid with blood.

Of course, this is only a small part, and the sinful Anse family needs to be buried with all of them, and none of them are innocent.

Why? Because even Andrew, who is of humble blood, knows about these conspiracies, and those so-called nobler guys of the Anse family will not know?

If you don't know, why did Leno target himself in the first place?!

So, they wait.

Revenge has already been avenged in a small part.

But I don't know why Tang Ling's figure standing in the night wind is inexplicably a little desolate.

Seeing that Suorin, who was standing less than fifty meters away from Tang Ling, his nose was a little sour.

It was only a short time to get along, but the more they got along, the more Solin could feel some kind of familiarity in Tang Ling.

It's an inexplicable aura, just like the big chief, his smile can lift everyone, his sadness can make everyone low, and the loneliness he will reveal even if he hides it will make everyone's heart sad... Tang Ling is so engraved!

In fact, the remnants of the Dragon Army had already arrived, and they quietly watched Tang Ling complete the first revenge.

Looking at Tang Ling's hand slashing the enemy, and also looking at Tang Ling's desolation standing in the night wind at this time...

Fortunately, Tang Ling only stayed for less than a second, then held the knife and continued to move forward.

The black-robed people followed, and Thorin suddenly turned his head and asked Ah Bing, "Just now, what did the young master think of?" Isn't it revenge? ”

"He may be thinking that death can't bring him back to life." Ah Bing took a cigarette in his mouth and said lightly.

"What do you mean?" Thorin didn't understand what a soldier was saying.

But Ah Bing doesn't need to explain.

'Bang bang

Countless people hiding behind the curtains and watching this scene couldn't tell what it was like to feel in their hearts.

With a bloody purge during the day and fierce retaliation at night, what kind of tomorrow will these turmoil usher in Safe Zone 17?

'Cross-rub' 'Cross-rub', it was at this time that a group of neat footsteps began to sound, as if in response to the footsteps of the remnants of these dragon armies that seemed a little scattered.

The street lamps were dim and a little ethereal, and the night breeze blew the twilight, making the light of the purple moon even more hazy.

Night, deeper.

It's so dark that it seems that you can't wait for the light of tomorrow, and the cold and lonely atmosphere makes people feel desolate at the bottom of their hearts, and there will be a sense of horror that they can't grasp the sense of security.

"Ahh A woman screamed.

"Ahh Some men couldn't help but shout in a low voice.

It wasn't just one or two peeking people who made this sound, but everyone who saw a certain scene almost made this sound of fear.

Pale skin, shriveled muscles, gray-white eyes, lifeless hair clinging to the scalp like a layer of dry grass.

Is it a corpse? No! They didn't rot, they just exuded the smell of death all over their bodies, they weren't in tatters like corpses, but instead wore the neatest combat uniforms and carried fully equipped weapons.

Like an army from hell.

Yes, such a scene appeared in the dark night, and I am afraid that only the most resolute and nervous people would refrain from exclaiming.

However, the remnants of the Dragon Army did not!

Thorin even laughed, raised his hammer, and shouted, "Brothers, our final battle is about to begin, get ready." If we win, we'll finish tonight's debut, and then wait for the young master to return. ”

"Good!" The scattered procession unexpectedly made a uniform sound.

Ah Bing glanced at Solin, and then said 'rush' to Tang Ling.

With a 'snap', the team that seemed to be from hell stopped, and while everyone was talking, the Hell Army walking in the front row knelt down, raised the rifle in his hand, and aimed it at the remnants of the Dragon Army.

The second row squats, the third row squats, the fourth row stands... Their movements were extremely neat, and the muzzles of the 150 black holes were all aimed at the enemy in an instant.

"Come on!" Thorin shouted, and all the hot weapons he had captured earlier were raised.

Ah Bing moved, Tang Ling moved, and three figures rushed out of the team behind him!

Their speed was astonishing, like a gust of wind, and they rushed towards the team of hell, floating over the team.

Also at this moment, the gunshots rang out!

Ah Bing didn't look back, but heard screams one after another, and the gunshots rang out from the first sound, but after less than two seconds, they became violent.

'Da Da' 'Da Da Da', the bullets are like they are no longer a precious resource, and they are almost pouring out violently.

The two sides directly began to bombard!

Who will win? I don't know! What can be known is that this team of half-corpses definitely had the advantage at the beginning.

Bullets hitting them won't reduce their combat effectiveness at all, but what about bullets hitting these dragon armies?

Ah Bing frowned a little sadly.

But that's how we fight, how we have to fight! It is necessary to step on the corpses of his companions and rush into this team of half-corpses to have a glimmer of hope of victory.

But is it easy?

'Boom', 'Boom', 'Boom', the sound of the explosion sounded, it was the sound of a grenade throwing.

Ah Bing didn't want to think about how tragic it would be, he only knew that if he didn't consume these half-corpse grenades, he wouldn't break through this layer of firepower, how much sacrifice would it take?

"They, what are they?" While running, Tang Ling suddenly asked Ah Bing a question.

"Half-corpse. He also retains a sense of battle, absolute obedience to orders, and an artificially created corpse, one of the hole cards in the 17th safety zone. A Bing replied simply.

Tang Ling pursed the corners of his mouth, clenched his battle knife, and asked a question again: "Why do they exist?" ”

"Originally, it was to protect the No. 17 security zone at the most critical moment."

"Damn it." Tang Ling's heart was a little sad, he couldn't figure out the relationship between these dragon troops and himself, and he didn't bother to guess, but these dragon soldiers opened the way for themselves without hesitation, and used their lives to move forward, this friendship Tang Ling still recognized.

So, his anger at the Anse family deepened.

Don't delay any longer, blood debts and blood will be paid, as long as you destroy them, everything will be over.

At this time, just ahead, a lone figure blocked the road.

The familiar purple standard armor, the familiar one-meter-and-five-long standard war knife, but when the black cloak is raised, the pattern of the skeleton is extremely distinct.

It wasn't a normal Purple Moon warrior at all, his skin was in the dim light, exuding a faint crystal glow.

"Leave it to me this time." Behind Tang Ling, a figure suddenly accelerated and rushed forward.

He pulled down the hood of his cloak to reveal his face, blond hair, a neatly trimmed figure-eight beard, and he was once the most popular restaurant owner here.

So, it's not unjust to die here, right?

The twin knives were pulled out from his waist to form a cross, and with a 'brush' he pulled away, forming a cross shape and slashing towards the strange Purple Moon warrior.

In the face of the attack, the strange Purple Moon Warrior did not react, and pulled out the standard war knife with his backhand to block the double knives of the invader.

"Keep rushing and don't look back." Ah Bing said this, and then pulled Tang Ling and rushed directly from the side of the two fighting figures.

Less than two hundred meters, another strange Purple Moon warrior was guarding the intersection.

Silently, almost as if it were a default rule, another figure following Tang Ling and Ah Bing rushed out and entered the battle directly.

One after another.

In just less than 500 meters, three strange Purple Moon warriors appeared, and the followers Ah Bing and Tang Ling were gone, and they all threw themselves into the battle without hesitation.

"The next road is up to you."

Ah Bing looked up a little lonely, not far in front of him is the mansion of the Anse family, how far is there left? A hundred meters? Two hundred meters?

Ah Bing didn't have an instinct for precision, he couldn't estimate it, he just regretted that he couldn't accompany Tang Ling to the end.

Because, a corpse purple moon warrior appeared in front of him again, with three skulls embroidered on the cloak, which means that it is a corpse purple moon warrior at the official level, and his combat power definitely exceeds the third order before his death.

Can there be a Purple Moon Warrior beyond the third order in the 17th Security Zone? That's a rarity, right?

It's no wonder you have to die, even if you die, you have to stay and fight.

Ah Bing pulled out the butterfly knife, and the butterfly knife rotated rapidly and began to deform, and when he rushed in front of this purple moon warrior, the butterfly knife actually formed a shield.

With a 'bang', the long black knife smashed against the shield.

It's not a standard long knife, it's an exclusive weapon, according to the law that corpse purple moon warriors can fight beyond the ranks, Ah Bing knows that his battle is a real tough battle.

But he still looked up at Tang Ling: "Keep rushing!" ”

It's a pity, that guy Su Xiao must be waiting for the last part of the road, but he can't accompany Tang Ling to the end, let's see if that guy Su Xiao has really recovered his peak state?