1189 Heroes Calling In
"Blame... The weirdos are coming! β
"Oh my God!"
"Run!"
"Daddy!"
"Quick! Come here! β
The sound of sorrow became the only sound in this refuge.
Fear.
Terror.
Panicky.
This kind of emotion dominates everyone's heart, making people rush to escape with screams.
Looking at these small human beings, the Deep Sea King had neither sympathy nor pity.
Yes, it was just cruelty all the time.
"Run?"
As if mocking something, the voice of the Deep Sea King resounded all around.
"Don't even think about running!"
After speaking, on the huge size of the Deep Sea King, the muscles that humans could not match bulged one after another, and even the green tendons squirmed.
The next scenario can already be imagined.
The Deep Sea King launched a hunt for the humans on the scene.
Humans will be slaughtered by the approaching slaughter the moment they turn and flee.
There is no such thing as a fluke.
The crying was only for a few seconds.
When it's all over, there are only two things left here.
Corpse.
As well as blood.
This is the reality.
An irreversible reality.
No way.
Humans are too weak compared to the rulers of the sea.
Even if they gather in groups and have absolute numbers, humans are still no match for a nuclear bomb.
Now, the threat of a nuclear bomb is here.
It was a cold, merciless anomaly with no mercy.
So, what awaits the people here is only one-sided killing.
If no one stops this.
"Oh?"
With a slight sound of surprise, the Deep Sea King looked ahead of him with interest.
"Didn't you run away?"
Yes.
In front of the Deep Sea King, there are still some people who have not escaped.
These people are either physically fit or seem to have some skill.
In the face of overwhelming force, these people trembled with their hands and feet, their faces spasmed, and they looked like they couldn't stand on their feet.
Obviously, fear dominates the hearts of these people.
However, these people did not run away.
Even if they were afraid, even if they were afraid, even if their feet were shaking, these people still raised their fists and weapons and faced the incoming monsters.
Because...
"I... We are heroes! β
That's right.
These people are heroes.
Professional heroes.
Although the heroes who will come to take refuge at this time are either C-level, B-level, or even weaker A-level, these people are still professional heroes.
"At this time, if you still run away, what kind of hero is that...?!"
"That's right...!"
"He must be stopped here!"
"At least buy time!"
"Since Her Royal Highness Singer has said so, that one must be nearby!"
"Stop him!"
"Stop him!"
The heroes roared out one after another, using their roars to dispel their inner fears and strengthen their faith.
However...
"There are so many stupid humans who take the initiative to find death."
With such a sentence as an opening line, the heroes' faith was swept away.
"Hoo ββββ!"
It was the arm that whistled by the wind, the air currents, like a small storm.
"Bang ββββ!"
With a muffled sound, the whizzing arm was like an incomparably thick steel rod, and it swept away a group of heroes who were standing in front of the Deep Sea King.
"Goo...!"
"Uh...!"
"Ahh
With a few miserable screams, the heroes who stopped here were all knocked away by the unrivaled force, and they turned into bullets, slashed through the air, and crashed into the outer wall of the shelter.
Then, in unison, they fell down and could not stand up again.
The shelter suddenly returned to dead silence.
"Alright."
As if he had done a trivial thing, the Deep Sea King turned his eyes like a fish that had died violently to the people around him.
"Then it's your turn."
It was a declaration of death.
And people can only watch it all in a daze.
The heart is gradually eroded by despair.
"It's over..."
The adults were dead-faced.
"Woo..."
The children wept.
The entire inhabitants of J City gathered here, looking at the monster that made the death announcement, unable to move any longer.
Running away is already a non-existent option.
But just then, a cry rang out.
"Guys like you... Guys like you...! β
It was the voice of a little girl.
"A guy like you, there will definitely be a hero to take you down!"
The childish cry turned into an echo and echoed throughout the disaster shelter.
Responders, not for nothing.
"No... That's right! β
"There will be a hero to save us!"
"That's what Sister Singer said, too!"
"So... So..."
"There will definitely be heroes to take you down!"
All the children gathered around the little girl who spoke at the beginning, shouting at the King of the Deep Sea with all their might.
The immature voices were like wisps of light, illuminating the hearts of all the desperate adults present.
As a result, the voice of the rare singer was reawakened in everyone's hearts.
Oh, yes.
Didn't that Your Highness say so?
"If there's a crisis, shout loudly."
"At that time, heroes will definitely come."
And who the hero is, there is no need to say.
Since it's the person close to the singer, then there is only one hero who can dispel the current despair and save everyone.
"Rakshasa..."
Such a voice sounded faintly in the crowd.
"Rakshasa!"
One person raised his voice.
"Rakshasa!"
Another man shouted.
"Rakshasa!"
Several people shouted at the same time.
Then, the courage began to pass.
"Rakshasa ββ! Rakshasa ββ! Rakshasa ββ! Rakshasa ββ! β
One by one, people began to call loudly, so that the voices rang neatly and neatly, turning into bursts of sound.
"Rakshasa!"
"Rakshasa!"
"Rakshasa!"
The children also shouted as if they understood who the heroes who were coming here were.
In this moment, instead of hope, the desperate hope became all that was in this space.
One by one, people raised their arms and chanted, calling for that name.
Let the existence of the self-proclaimed king of the deep sea, a pair of eyes begin to be bloodshot.
Listening to the shouts from all directions, the Deep Sea King only felt a surge of anger in his heart.
"Looks like you can't wait to be killed."
The Deep Sea King grinned.
"Okay, let's kill then."
The voice fell.
"Bang!"
With an explosion, the Deep Sea King burst into front of a group of people with an astonishing amount of pressure.
It was right in front of the group of children who were the first to start shouting.
"Die!"
The whistling fist, driven by the terrifying power, blasted in the direction of the children.
The children, who hadn't even noticed it, were still shouting the name.
"Rakshasa ββββ!!!"
The loudest call so far was met with a loud bang that broke through the air.
"Whewββββ!"
The moment the piercing sound of breaking the sky sounded, a meteor fell from the sky.
Straight down, it landed on the body of the Deep Sea King.
"Knock ββββ!"
The disaster shelter was shaken as if it had been hit hard.
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