While the Führer flew towards Hongchuan in the night, the whole world was plunged into unprecedented chaos.

Countless people flocked to the shelter, but the limited space could not have accommodated the sheer number of them. What's more, taking advantage of this riot to act recklessly, the ** who was once bound by the law began to be released endlessly at this moment, because no matter how chaotic the scene is, no one will stop it, after all, there is no one who can manage the chaotic crowd now.

Whether in the hospital or on the outskirts of the city, countless people with limited mobility have been reduced to the feast of the blood slaves of the staggering number of blood clans, and the criminals who have escaped from prison and the ruffians in the market are happy on the streets with their stolen weapons. It can even be said that human society has been crushed by these people before it was completely destroyed by aliens.

Panic, chaos, everyone doesn't know what their fate will be in the next second.

And in the face of the attack of the two alien races, the hastily organized resistance is simply a drop in the bucket, not to mention that the vast majority of the conventional weapons in the hands of those armies have no effect on them.

Under the deep pool of holy water, Feng Zhi sighed and looked up at the outside world uneasily, his two small hands tightly grasped Song Chengjie's arm, and sighed softly: "Outside, there will be war again......

Song Chengjie's consciousness was still cruising in endless reincarnation at this time.

In just one or two months, his consciousness has gone through countless reincarnations, he was once the emperor who ruled the world, he was also a beggar who was ignored by no one, he was a killer with a dead heart, and he was also a smiling and proud love scene...... Hundred lifetimes of reincarnation and hundreds of lifetime memories, he felt that when he finally found his true identity, he would suddenly die and fall into the next life of reincarnation.

But he always felt as if he had forgotten something.

Xiao Jiaying: Who is that? The shield of justice? Is it a weapon?

I can't think of it, I don't have a clue, and the only thing that is clear in the endless reincarnation is my heart that is becoming more and more cold.

"Outside, the flames of war are going to be burning again. ”

Who is sighing in my ear? Where does this sound come from?

Song Chengjie in this life is a smiling tiger-like killer, with disabled legs since he was a child, but it is precisely because of this that he has practiced a unique secret weapon, and almost everyone in this life is a fish on the chopping board in his opinion.

"Boss Chengjie, don't be in a daze, we're all waiting for your order. A man beside him with a bare upper body showing strong muscles patted Song Chengjie's back and smiled at him, "There is only one bodyguard next to that rich man, and we are itching our hands if we don't do this ticket." Besides, Boss Chengjie, our house leaks rain in summer and enters the wind in winter, so let's renovate and renovate it after this ticket. ”

After saying this, Song Chengjie's thoughts stabilized again. Thinking suspiciously about the words that suddenly appeared in his mind, he maintained his habitual smile in this life, and said slowly: "Tiger, we are killers, not bandits. We can't do this job. I'll fly to the United States tomorrow to see if I can take another job. ”

"That's it, Boss Cheng Jie said a long time ago, our group of people are together, just to have a good time!" As soon as Song Chengjie's words fell, a girl who looked very delicate on the other side of the tiger hurriedly continued his words, "Besides, if you didn't use your dividends for gambling last time, can we have no money to renovate the house, and we will also take the money of the two of us to you as an advance." ”

The tiger scratched his head in embarrassment and stopped talking.

Song Chengjie in this life is unlucky, but he is also happy, he has two partners of his own, together for more than ten years, whether they have money or no money, no matter how dilapidated the cabin they built is, those two people have never said that they want to leave.

However, a few days later, surrounded by a group of people, Song Chengjie looked at more than a dozen muzzles pointed at him with tears mixed with blood, and then looked at the two people who had fallen to the ground in front of him and had long been out of life, and unwillingly bit the poison sac hidden in his teeth.

The reincarnation of this life ends in tragedy after all.

This life is over, and Song Chengjie knows that he will soon wake up again and forget all about it.

It's just that his heart is constantly getting cold, and in the face of the crisis, he is choosing more and more irrational suicide to escape.

He was afraid to see his companions die before he died.

For some reason, he heard the familiar voice again: "Cheng Jie, why haven't you woken up yet." ”

He suddenly remembered that once upon a time he had a comrade-in-arms who had been with him for many years, or rather a companion, and she was called Fengzhi Sigh......

The Human World, Vatican Church.

Zorn stood in St. Peter's Square with a spear on his back, stretched out his hand to stroke the stone monument standing high in the square, and said softly: "I thought that my life would pass so plainly, but I didn't expect to be able to really fight with those brutes." ”

At this point, his eyes, which had been covered by an eye patch, suddenly glowed with a ball of cyan light like flames, and a hoarse but powerful voice came out: "I didn't expect to be able to fight them here." ”

If Zon is one of the trump cards of the Shield of Justice, then his trump card is his right eye, to be precise, a demon powerhouse sealed in his right eye, Sword Saint Yerad.

It was a long time ago, when Zon was just a nobody, and he accidentally met Yerad, who had been scattered from the northern region of the Demon Realm and was almost dead. Due to the constraints of the rules of the Two Realms, he originally thought that Yerald was not a powerful character, but it was only later that he realized that there was another way to break the rules of the Two Realms, which was to cross after losing all his strength.

In fact, Yerad was the famous sword master of the Northern Regions back then, and the right-hand man of the Demon King of the Northern Regions. It's just that it is said that he was harmed by the king of the earth, so he fell into this fate.

Zorn walked casually around the square, and beneath this seemingly ordinary square, countless spells were quietly working, ensuring that those aliens who tried to attack the cathedral would be devastated at the first opportunity. As for the cathedral headquarters, it has twelve sanctuary-level defensive enchantment protections, and with this configuration, Zorn believes that he can completely survive this battle.

"The first to arrive was a school of trash fish. Zorn looked at the dark shadows that gradually became clear in the darkness in the distance, and as he spoke, he threw the spear in front of him, and the bright red blade cut a red light in the night, and Zorn burst into the countless black shadows with a loud cry.

For these monsters that were not of the second rank and could not even maintain their human form, they were just warming up for him.

In the distance, the paladins on standby inside the church cheered for him. There are not many opportunities to see the commander-in-chief of the Paladins in battle, and this boss with the Demon Covenant is their idol, and with him, the work of these paladins is at least half as easy.

Of course, Zon was a person after all, and the number he could intercept in the face of a tide of low-level monsters was quite limited.

But as soon as the monsters who broke through Zorn stepped into the square, the ground of the entire square suddenly glowed with dazzling fluorescence, and tens of thousands of small pillars of light of different colors burst out, all of which converged on the top of the stone tablet, looking like a huge colorful cone. And those monsters that came into contact with the light cone disappeared without a trace in an instant, and they had no chance of resisting it at all if their strength was low.

At the top of the light cone, a seven-colored ball of light gradually condensed, and the peaceful and solemn but majestic light poured down, gradually dispelling the darkness around them, and the monsters illuminated by this light turned into nothingness one by one.

"Divine Radiance...... It's been in a sealed state since it was destroyed by Starz last time, isn't it already repaired......" The live targets around him suddenly disappeared, Zorn turned his back with his spear and glanced back at the light cone in the square behind him, and couldn't help but admire, "This thing is worthy of an offensive defense technique that can kill in a large area, and it is so convenient to use it to deal with these miscellaneous fish." ”

"Did you record all the chanting and forming the automatic attack technique?" the Sword Master's voice came out again, and he could naturally see the composition of this technique at a glance, but it still surprised him, "Being able to operate such a large number of spells, it seems that the person who designed this technique must also be a genius." ”

After hearing this, Zorn slowly walked towards the light cone, stretched out his hand and put it in it, and suddenly felt a burst of warmth coming from his palm, and couldn't help but think of the figure of the fifth marshal who died two years ago, and said: "It is indeed a genius." ”

This kind of defensive enchantment is only qualified and capable of this St. Peter's Basilica in the world, because it preserves the foundation of the entire Crucifixion.

Holy Lance Longinus.

A holy relic that gathers the power of faith of all Crucidian believers, but in fact, it is just to use the power of faith to transform into spiritual power to provide the twelve sacred realm-level enchantments and the defensive enchantments of the state branches, otherwise these super-large defensive enchantments will cost most of the manpower of the Shield of Justice just to be activated.

It is also through this holy spear that the paladins discovered and created many chants against the two races of blood demons, changing the situation in which humans were once suppressed by the two races.

"These miscellaneous fish really can't deal with you. A voice suddenly came from behind Zorn, making his hands clench involuntarily, "Last time, I said goodbye for more than 30 years, right? I didn't expect you to grow up like this, but you were worthy of your miserable master." ”

Zorn gritted his teeth and turned slowly, and the person who caught his eye was a man wearing a gray crying mask and a red robe.

"Yes......" squeezed out a sentence from his throat fiercely, Zorn's murderous aura suddenly condensed in his single eye, and even his heavy armor clicked under the pressure of his spiritual power, "I haven't seen you for thirty-four years, Elder Ozma!"

I couldn't tell what Ozma's expression was, but I saw that the rich blood qi began to pour out from under his red robe from this moment, but they gathered but did not disperse, and gradually had a tendency to transform into entities.

Zorn naturally didn't give the other party time to prepare, and the strength under his feet suddenly poured out, and the bright red spear cut through the quiet light, stabbing straight into Ozma's chest with a strong murderous aura.

But just as the spear pierced into the blood around Ozma's body, four blue-purple sharp tentacles suddenly stabbed from Ozma's left and right, two of which firmly clamped the blade, while the remaining two stabbed Zorn in the chest without hesitation.

Zorn continued to push the spear hard with one hand, and with the other hand, he decisively released the spear and clenched it into a fist, and instantly unfolded four or five defensive enchantments and directly met the two tentacles, waving his debut fist shadow in front of him to fight with it, and for a while, it was even up and down.

Ozma's ability is very special, and the name of his ability in the Shield of Justice is "Zero Generation", and he can use his flesh to shape his imaginary life structures, such as the current four tentacles......

The longer it drags on, the better it will be for Ozma. The ability to spawn with zero spawns takes time to complete, and with enough time, he can even shape a life structure like a giant monster. Of course, it was just an empty shell without a soul.

Seeing that the blood around Ozma's body began to appear more and more clearly materialized, Zorn's hand clenching the spear slammed into force, and the spear suddenly shook off the two tentacles that tightly bound it, and at the same time, the type of technique on Zorn's fist changed instantly, and the spear exploded suddenly at the same time as the spear broke away from the other party's control, distancing himself from Ozma again.

Knocked back a few steps by the force of the explosion, Ozma snorted softly, and the sound of rustling continued to come around him, and almost instantly, a blue-purple one-eyed monster with four tentacles enveloped Ozma.

The one-eyed monster was more than two people tall, and its four tentacles were more than a meter long, and the jewel-like one-eyed was recklessly exuding murderous aura.

"I haven't seen you for thirty-four years, why has your zero generation slowed down?" Zorn sneered, and the spear was instantly attached to the surging spiritual power, and the Dao Dao technique gradually emerged. Although this practice is extremely spiritually draining, after all, the opponent is Ozma, the top ten "Fickle" among the fifty-seven clans of the Blood Clan, not to mention that he has already completed the first stage of zero generation.

"This body is a new one I've developed recently, and I'm sure the growth rate will change your mind. ”

"Pretending to be a ghost. ”

However, just as the two were about to fight, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly interrupted their thoughts: "This is the end of it." ”

Slightly stunned, Zorn only felt a blank in his mind, and when he stumbled, he fell to his knees, and the spear that had been prepared fell to the ground without symptoms and instantly lost its brilliance. In the next moment, an indescribable pain came from his right eye, and the right eye that had disappeared and was lodged by the Demon Sword Saint Yerald suddenly became extremely hot, as if it was about to melt.

"Who is it!Who is it to disturb the battle of this patriarch!" Ozma's voice came out with extreme anger, as a high patriarch, a traditional spirit of duel was still ingrained in his mind, and he did not allow his opponent to have an accident so inexplicably.

A terrible howl pierced the silence of the night sky, and Zorn's blindfold turned into a handful of flying ash without warning, and his right eye, like molten silver, dripped down like molten silver, and a silver spell faltered in the molten metal, and finally dissipated into a faint fluorescence.

Zorn's right eye was empty at the moment, and he endured the intense pain, he picked up his spear and staggered back two steps, shouting unwillingly, "Why! Why did you betray me!"

The technique that was destroyed was his contract with Yerald.

He didn't understand. More than forty years ago, he discovered Yerad, who could dissipate at any time, and fed him with his spiritual power, and finally saved his life. In the decades that followed, Jerrard rescued himself in times of crisis on several occasions, and the relationship between the two of them continued to strengthen, and everything was moving in the most desirable direction.

The Northern Regions made a formal contract with the humans, and how happy the two of them were at that time.

Knowing that the King of the Earth had come to the human realm, Yerald, who had been almost robbed of his mind by his former hatred, was restored by the spirit world that Zorn had sacrificed.

They have sworn to each other that they will be each other's strength.

"Why, Jerrard!"

While Zorn was in pain, the pool of molten metal-like liquid, which was originally only the size of a few coins, suddenly boiled, and a large amount of silver liquid gradually gushed out, quickly condensing into a knight covered in silver armor.

Above him, a faint blue-blue flame danced like a spike flower, exuding bursts of intense magical power. And the part of his eyes is completely dark red, although there is no real eyes, but the strong murderous aura still makes people feel a shiver.

The most striking thing was the longsword in his hand, a silver, flame-like thing that had no real shape, but only maintained the general shape of a sword.

The knight looked at Zorn, who was wailing in pain, and then at Ozma on the side, raised his hand and bowed: "Sword Saint Yerald, participate." ”