Chapter 22 Murmuring
Da Da Da –
The sound of heavy gunfire continued and uninterrupted.
The new machine gun is spraying tongues of fire, and the barrel is already hot.
The Heavy crouched behind a simple stack of fortifications made of boxes and bags of sand, bloodshot eyes, constantly staring at the oddly approaching target ahead.
Next to him, a comrade-in-arms was holding a chain of bullets, and the other was quickly repairing a machine gun.
Although the new machine gun has a strong rate of fire, it will not take long for the barrel to get hot and there is a risk of failure.
呲呲呲呲··········
The comrades soaked the entire body of the gun in a bucket to cool it down.
The slightest mist was stirred up and mixed in the gunsmoke, forming an iron-blooded aura unique to the battlefield.
"Monster, why aren't you dead?"
The machine gunner, led by a frenzied shout, desperately shot the last bullet at the erratic "ghost" in front of him.
On the street, two rows of street lamps dimmed one after the other.
On the road, in the houses, at various angles, a few bullets lit up red were constantly fired.
A ghostly shadow drifts back and forth under the light, and can run forty or fifty meters in the blink of an eye.
Everywhere I passed, there was a sudden silence of gunfire.
The Heavy in the distance, watching his teammates pass through with an unknown gray shadow, leaving only a handful of ashes in place.
"Hell, the intelligence is completely wrong!"
The sweaty agent could barely suppress the anger in his heart:
"What do those guys do? It's called having weird hallucinogenic abilities? What illusion can do this? ”
The night is like a veil, and the stars dot the sky.
The breeze blew, and there was an extra pale figure on the field:
"Stop!"
The agent, codenamed May, immediately roared angrily, and blood was dripping from his heart.
These people who were almost tortured and killed were all his henchmen who were pulled up by him.
Only then did he notice the mutation, and when he arrived at the place, he realized that it was a trap.
Unexpectedly, it was such an oversight, and the elite he brought was slaughtered by more than 30 people.
These are all elites selected from the army·········
Agent May couldn't bear the anger, and with a wave of his hands, the purple electric ball the size of marbles, with a crackling sound, hit it densely, enveloping an area.
There was no time to dodge the gray shadow, and the whole thing was drowned.
In the next moment, a smoke-column-shaped mushroom cloud of more than ten meters rumbled up on the spot.
The surrounding shock wave rolled up a large amount of smoke and debris and spread around.
Whoa······
Many of the glass of the surrounding houses were shattered.
"Dead?"
"No, it won't be that easy!"
Agent May's heart sank, and he made a few simple gestures in his hand.
In the next moment, gunfire began again in all directions.
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A series of tongues of fire, shot from different angles, instantaneous warheads, flashed bright red in the dark night.
"The Lord of a Thousand Mountains, the King of Ten Thousand Cities, Insight into the Universe, Enlightening the ······ of Peace"
In the smoke, shadows appeared, and a giant phantom that connected the heavens and the earth appeared.
All the sparks, hitting this phantom, seemed to be under the influence of an invisible force, quickly deflecting, pointing everywhere, and none of them hit the target.
As the smoke cleared, a giant in black armor, holding a long black knife, swung it in the air.
"Lie down!"
Forty meters of the long knife, slicing across the ground, deeply hit the wide asphalt road.
The long, hideous wounds on the pavement reveal the soft black earth below.
"That's an exaggeration!"
Agent May narrowly avoided a flash of swords, and saw the wall of a warehouse four meters away, cut in two.
The entire building was collapsing outward, his eyes shrunk, his feet and hands were forced, turning into arrows from the string, and he quickly left the place.
On the way, he also picked up an injured subordinate.
"My lord, let go."
The female subordinate who was affected by Fang Cai's sword light murmured in his arms, and her black shirt was dyed red.
"Xun Xiang, you'll be fine!"
Agent Mei silently recited the mantra in his mouth, and a gentle breeze surrounded them, and the already fast speed suddenly increased by three or four floors.
Xun Xiang lay in the arms of the long-admired adult, and felt a trace of peace for the first time in a long time.
However, the continuous loss of blood on her body made her feel colder and colder.
The maggots, like maggots on tarsal bones, continued to erode inward, quickly devouring her vitality.
Her own spiritual power has been defeated one by one.
Soon, she felt that she had run out of gas.
"My lord, let it go."
She muttered softly.
With her hands outstretched, she hugged the man in front of her, and she wanted to give a kiss.
However, a wave of dizziness made her limp.
The situation around us is getting worse and worse.
The gunfire in the distance became more and more scattered, and the giant was already in stride.
The huge figure, knocking down three or four lampposts in a row, rushed down the street.
"My lord, that man seems to be a follower of the old gods········ The Lord of a Thousand Mountains, the King of Ten Thousand Cities, is talking about the ancient era of the city-state, a city-state established by aliens in the midst of a hundred thousand mountains. ”
Xun Xiang leaned her neck weakly and whispered softly in the man's ear.
She was already very weak, and the force that invaded her body was about to erode her heart.
A tingling pain welled up in my heart.
Every time you spit out a word, you are in a race against time.
"That god has the tremendous divine power of the mountains, and the power to seize life and cause all things to decay and decay naturally·········"
She already felt something, and her long, silky hair was gradually withering and losing its luster.
The internal organs are already screaming.
Overwhelmed with aging internal organs, it can't support the vitality of a young woman.
"So, avoid the front, you must not get hurt·······"
In the dark, he couldn't see his face clearly, but when he heard this, Agent May's heart still trembled slightly:
"Xun Xiang, you were hurt?"
He wanted to turn his head sideways to look, but was slightly clamped by the woman's arms.
This bit of strength is nothing.
However, the foreboding feeling in my heart was immediately verified:
"Are you hurt?"
The woman, who avoided talking about it, continued to murmur softly in a gentle voice:
"It was a very ancient and powerful god, not comparable to the power of mortals······· Of course I can't. ”
"Whoever you are, it's going to be ugly when you're old."
"If you die in a while, you must be very old and ugly········ You promised me not to look at my corpse, never at the end of my life········· Promise me! ”
Agent May nodded with difficulty:
"I promise you."
The relieved woman seemed to laugh, and then lay down in his arms and fell asleep quietly.