Chapter 256: The Hell Civil War and the Cruel Angel's Program of Action

While Hu Feng was running his own Virtue Town in a beautiful way, the endless ruins in the south were also not peaceful.

In the past, the army of Vault 0 in the northern permafrost was gathering in a hurry, and then there were internal forces entangled, and a large number of contradictions between them caused a large number of conflicts.

As for Hu Feng's plan to defend the Yellow River from the ruins proposed in the information to all parties, none of the forces paid attention to it.

Oh, Hell Colony has taken care of it, and Stanley naturally believes that Hu Feng will not fool everyone with such a big thing.

Asmodeus, the prince of hell, also believes in the new hell, but this is the reason why no side has come to form the Yellow River defense line.

If Stanley's army of Hell and Asmothy's new army of Hell collided, then there would be no need for the army of Edification from Vault 0 to fight, and the two demons would directly start fighting and destroy each other.

With the bankruptcy of the defense plan of the Yellow River defense line, Hu Feng also expected this in his heart.

What you should do and what you should say, you have done and said, and now you still suspect that Lao Tzu is exaggerating and fooling you, then you just wait and see, if you don't jointly defend, then Lao Tzu will protect himself.

This endless ruin in the south continues to be lively and noisy into a pot of porridge, and friends from all over the world gather together to create a beautiful and harmonious future...

Dada!

A troop transport helicopter is hovering low, and soldiers of the Doomsday Demon Hunters are manipulating their on-board Gatling heavy machine guns and firing at a dilapidated building below that is inhabited by a large number of demonic wanderers.

On the ground, the rubble was smashed away, and a team of gray-painted wheeled armored vehicles drove quickly, and the soldiers on the roof of the vehicles also operated a heavy machine gun to keep watch.

"Attack, attack, kill them all!"

An officer-like soldier was the first to jump out of the armored vehicle, beckoning the Demon Hunters to disembark, and began to break through to the ground under the cover of fire.

The sound of submachine guns was endless, and from time to time there were several evil energy arrows whizzing by, and the two sides officially began a close encounter.

A piercing sound of breaking the air was heard, temporarily interrupting the deathfight between the two parties for a few seconds.

When I looked up, it was a missile, whizzing past with a long tail flame, looking in the direction... It should be over there in the new Hell Vault.

Well, these missiles that whizz by every now and then are bombing Asmode's new hell.

Stanley is ruthless to enemies who dare to rebel against him, and Hell has also paid a lot of money this time, bringing in small missile launchers and launchers from the Overworld, all Scud missiles, kindly provided by Boss Hu's Ambrera Company.

The technology of this Scud missile is extremely backward, and the accuracy rate is also very low, but this thing is better than the low cost, easy to operate, and the demon missile soldiers are officially on duty after a few hours of assault training.

Reload, check the coordinates, fire!

Then just let it be ...

It's not that I can hit it if you check the coordinates.,Because it's not that you can hit it.,At that time, I duang.。。。 Ahem.

All in all, anyway, hell adopts the method of winning by quantity, Lao Tzu fires more than a dozen at you a day, and there is always one shot that can be hit!

Asmodeus was furious about this, and he and the demons of the New Hell were so blown up by these missiles that flew every once in a while that they didn't dare to get out of the underground shelter of the New Hell.

And the accuracy of this thing is really too metaphysical, maybe you can't even stand on the ground outside the shelter, and the loiterer stronghold not far from you will become a Buddha in the explosion.

So it's not just the new hell that has been bombed, but also the wanderers of the ruins entrenched in the surrounding area who have been bombed and crying for their mothers.

What kind of garbage missiles are you firing at home! Even the grandfathers have blown you up with you.

Of course, Stanley is naturally too lazy to pay attention to these wanderers, love to die, and pull down when you die, who let you live nearby.

As a result, a large number of wanderers in the surrounding ruins began to be forced to move, leaving their habitats and spreading in the form of flowers in all directions towards the ruins of the city in the surrounding directions, which immediately set off a wave of chaos and conflict.

So the ruins, which were already chaotic and lively enough, have now become even more noisy because of the civil war in hell.

Coupled with the fact that several waves of flesh and blood ghost monsters will erupt from time to time in the ruins, this group of twisted monsters will gather together to form a super huge sea of flesh and blood, see who kills who along the way, and replenish the body raw materials from new corpses to make themselves stronger.

No one can count the number of these flesh-and-blood ghosts and monsters, and perhaps the ghosts that existed before the apocalypse have all become this kind of body that is pieced together from flesh and blood corpses to materialize.

Think about it, from the birth of mankind to the present, how many ghosts have existed, forget it or don't think about it.

In addition, a group of post-apocalyptic angels with a very low sense of existence will occasionally appear, speeding over the ruins, happily picking up useful garbage, or hunting demons and demons to replenish their soul essence.

In the apocalyptic world, almost all the angels are entrenched in their fallen and shattered heaven, and the heaven falls during the apocalypse, causing this originally golden and glorious city in the sky to smash a huge pit on the ground, and then turn into a huge ruin.

It is now called the Light will be extinguished.

The angels have become extreme, their faith has collapsed and shattered, and the personality of this group of fluffy birdmen has changed greatly, and the various creeds of the Holy Light have long been thrown to the Pacific Ocean, and now they are just a group of cruel organizations and special forces with wings that know how to use the energy of the Holy Light.

Although they didn't know how to be flexible, with their strong strength and physical fitness, they managed to hold on to the Fallen Heaven and became the stronghold of the Holy Light General.

They can no longer revert back to the form of their original giant war machines that are hundreds of meters high, and can only be bound to human form forever, which is one of the important reasons why the angels have become extreme.

And then there's a Caristian, a camera pervert who spends his days wandering around in the endless ruins of the south of the house, and he doesn't care if you're good or evil, as long as he thinks you're a suitable artwork material, he clicks and takes a picture of you, and then you're trapped in slow motion that is infinitely slowed down and looped, and then watches this pervert put you in all sorts of strange poses, and then kills you in all sorts of ways you can't think of, and finally you become a work of art that repeats the moment of death infinitely.

This kind of death art is now scattered all over the ruins, and you may see a blue light in the ruins as you walk, and you can hear the background music of Karestian for free when you walk into the ruins.

"We are different, we are different, we are not the same... ”

Well, this kind of very social soundtrack is quite rare, and Caristian usually pairs his artwork with very classical and traditional symphonies, which sound extremely grand and tragic.

Boss Hu has received artwork shipments from Karestian.

Looking at the fat woman who was a wanderer who was shot in the head in front of him, Hu Feng stood in the blue circle and fell into deep contemplation, while immersing himself in this very social soundtrack.

"We are not the same ... It's not the same ... It's not the same ... ”

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