Man Xinxin coughed a few times, and bright red blood flowed from her nostrils.

Her pupils were a little dilated, she staggered a few steps, and almost fainted.

Jiang Fan remembered that Man Xinxin's body strength was completely inferior to his own, and he could resist the shock wave without cover, but Man Xinxin couldn't.

He hurriedly supported Man Xinxin and shouted: "Xinxin, don't extinguish the spiritual fire, don't use the spiritual fire!" ”

Man Xinxin's pupils gathered for a moment, panted slightly, and subconsciously mobilized the Lingqi in the dantian to summon an inextinguishable spiritual fire to heal his injuries.

Soon, Man Xinxin's breath stabilized.

The effect of the eighth-order flame power is still significant.

Jiang Fan turned around and looked at the messy battlefield.

Looking down from the top of the mountain, the defensive positions on the east and west sides were almost completely destroyed, and all the exposed parts seemed to have been plowed over.

Several scrapped tanks fell crookedly at the foot of the hill, emitting black smoke.

The surviving fighters crawled out of their bunkers and, at the urging of the officers, activated their armor to cover their bodies.

If they weren't the warriors of the Divine Guard, if they were physically strong, I'm afraid that most of the casualties in this round of shockwaves just now.

Jiang Fan wanted to shout, but found that the radio communication was temporarily interrupted, so he had to temporarily open the mask and shout at the top of his voice: "Rescue the wounded and count the casualties!" ”

"Yes!" The officers raised their hands in response, while passing on the order, "Rescue the wounded, count the casualties!" ”

The two 50,000-ton equivalent miniature nuclear weapons looked huge, but in fact they did not cause much damage, only the dozens of fighters who fought with the remnants of the Amir squad at the front and the front line of the position, more than 100 people who were exposed died on the spot, and most of the others were slightly injured.

And the radiation produced by nuclear weapons, as long as it is not directly exposed for too long, the current medicinal holy water combined with the flesh of a fourth-order grandmaster or above, it is enough to heal and will not leave a major problem.

The wounded were carried on stretchers, and the two regiments of the two positions in the north and south drew their troops to support, and farther away, the armed helicopter and tank units were also approaching, but Jiang Fan did not relax, staring at the battlefield, his brows furrowed.

"Why do they attack the eastern and western positions that are far apart, so that not only can they not rush, but they are also easy to be flanked."

"Do they have a surplus of troops, and they are moving the tiger away from the mountain?"

Jiang Fan immediately flew into the air and looked around vigilantly.

The other Divine Guard soldiers also reacted, and they all rose into the air, staring at the ground.

Smoke filled the air, and helicopters and tank units surrounded them.

Everything looks normal, this is a failed attack, that's all.

The biggest difference is that the other side detonated a miniature nuclear weapon this time, creating the hidden danger of nuclear war, and the White Elephant God Council was under great pressure in international public opinion.

Jiang Fan tensed his nerves, he didn't see that under his feet, a white figure moved like a ghost.

The clothes on his body reflect strange light and change colors, which allows him to blend in with his surroundings, achieving the effect of an invisibility cloak.

With the death of fifteen of his teammates and the cover of miniature nuclear weapons, Amir managed to reach a place of one thousand meters away from Ancestral Peak.

He touched another miniature nuclear weapon in his arms, entered the unlock code, and then slowly stood up and bit the pill that Asura had given him in his mouth.

The next moment, a rapid whirlwind erupted from under his feet.

Perverse!

In the shrill cry, in the mythology of the White Elephant Kingdom, the mount of Vishnu, one of the three ancient gods, the giant bird Garuda, spread its golden wings.

The phantom is majestic and immense, with an irresistible sense of oppression.

Rumble!

In an instant, the sound of a sonic boom rang out!

Amir rushed like a grenade into the crater at the summit of Ancestral Peak.

As long as the miniature nuclear weapons are thrown down, Kyushu will lose an important relic!

In just two seconds, Amir's eyes changed dozens of times.

"Sanskrit mantra wheel, karma retribution to life!"

"In the next life, I will be Lord Shiva's attendant!"

"Death is but the beginning of the next life!"

Amir stopped at the summit of the Ancestral Peak.

He took out a miniature nuclear weapon and pressed the start button without hesitation.

At the last moment, a purple thunderbolt chased after him.

Burst!

Purple lightning struck Amir, causing his body to freeze briefly.

His fingers were just three millimeters away from the start button.

The power of the thunder of the ancient god level roamed through Amir's body wantonly, smashing his seventh-order divine power from Shiva's belief into countless fragments.

"Nope! Amir's eyes widened, and in the last moment, he used all his conviction to drive the blackened finger.

Click!

But right here, a large hand covered in black armor snatched the miniature nuclear weapon in his hand.

Amir saw a young man bathed in purple thunder and lightning standing in front of him, his eyes as sharp as knives.

"No one can stop me, I have given the lives of my companions, and my lives! I stop at nothing to get it!! ”

Amir's eyes were round with rage, and the ringa of Shiva's brow shone with a blinding light, and he broke free from the entanglement of purple thunder and lightning, and bit the tip of his tongue violently.

Burst!

A thick drop of blood spurted out, towards the red button that activated the miniature nuclear weapon.

Jiang Fan was shocked, he didn't expect that Amir's divine power was the ancient god Shiva.

He originally thought that Garuda was Amir's divine power, and Garuda was an eighth-order demigod, and he would never be able to break free from the power of the ancient god-level thunder.

There was no time to think at all, Jiang Fan curled up and hugged the miniature nuclear weapon, and released all the Lingqi in his body.

In the last moments, he only felt the heat.

The surging purple thunder formed a ball with a diameter of more than ten meters, and inside the ball, there was a miniature nuclear fireball that was about to release its mighty power.

The blazing heat melted Amir in the blink of an eye, and his last expression was a maniacal laugh.

The purple thunder ball trembled violently and rose into the air.

A hundred meters away, Man Xinxin, who was chasing her, was stunned in place, she looked at the purple thunder ball, and a second ago, the blazing light engulfed the two people inside.

Close range, nuclear explosion, core temperature, tens or even hundreds of millions.

The king-level powerhouse will die, the emperor-level powerhouse will also die, the emperor-level gods and non-humans may survive, and the demigods will be safe and sound.

The world seemed to collapse, and Man Xinxin remained motionless.

Rumble!

She came to her senses when the archaeological team members were taken down from under the mountain peak by the Divine Guard soldiers, and when a Divine Guard officer hastily picked her up and ran out.

After all, the purple thunder was not strong enough, and it quickly dissipated after being broken through the critical point, like melting snow.

The terrifying power of the miniature nuclear weapon will wipe out the peak of the Ancestral Peak and cause irreversible damage to the ruins!

Tears flowed from Man Xinxin's eyes, she jumped off the back of the Divine Guard officer, let the tears flow, she picked up a member of the archaeological team who had fallen on her back, ran out, and shouted bitterly: "Retreat!" ”

Thundered......

The purple thunder completely dissipated, the fireball rose, and at this moment, it was more dazzling than the sun.

Then, its light dimmed.

Man Xinxin was about to pounce to dodge the shockwave, but out of the corner of her eye, she sensed the anomaly of the nuclear explosion fireball.

She turned her head and saw something terrifying.

Five gravure marks appeared in the fusion fireball.

One is on top, the thickest and largest, and four are on the bottom, which is thinner.

These five gravure marks seemed to have some kind of suppressive force on the fusion fireball, and the fireball trembled incessantly, but it couldn't spread.

"What is this?"

At the same time as this question appeared, Man Xinxin saw the outline of the gravure clearly and stayed in place on the spot.

It was a hand that held the fusion fireball!!