Updated: 2012-10-14

"Giroud, damn it, what the hell is that!" a big black man roared, making a tactical move. He quickly crouched down, and after using a pillar as cover, he adjusted the trajectory of the machine gun in his hand. After aiming at the ball of light that had drifted into the mall from outside the street, the big man slammed down the trigger, and the machine gun set to saturation fire mode immediately roared.

At the same time, there were other soldiers who fired, the soldier named Giroud was inexplicably drowned in the light, and then there was no sound, as if vaporized. They had never seen such a strange way of killing. For a time, a network of fire composed of dozens of machine guns crossed and strafed the sun-like light. Although they are professional soldiers, although they do not have the command of the captain, they do not have any blind spots when the shooting angles are coordinated with each other.

It can be said that no matter what their enemy is, they must face the test of this all-round, no-angle firepower.

Dozens of machine guns fired at the same time, and the fire visible to the naked eye was constantly sputtered. The impact of the bullet hitting the object lifted the floating soil on the ground, and suddenly billowing dust and smoke filled the other side of the mall, forming a wall of smoke. Before that, a white soldier shouldered a shoulder-mounted missile, and after simply setting the target, he pressed the launch button.

Immediately, a sharp whistling protruded, and the soldier shouted: "Get down!"

The use of this powerful individual strike weapon in an indoor space caused the other soldiers to curse. But they obediently threw themselves on the ground, or hid behind cover. Less than 1 second later, a deafening explosion was heard from ahead. Then there was the smoke that came with the fire and the dust that had been shaken off the building.

After a tremor like the earth shaking the mountain, the soldiers watched in horror as the ceiling cracked through the bottomless cracks. From these gaps, they can clearly see the steel structure of the building. If the explosion or shock wave just now had been stronger, I am afraid that the entire mall would have collapsed. But the power of the missiles was unquestionable, and the soldiers believed that no matter what kind of creature they were, they would not survive this level of bombardment.

But they were wrong.

When the smoke cleared, a lightning barrier that filled the space above and below the mall and jumped with electric snakes blocked all attacks. The soldiers stared in amazement at the barrier of light, which was hundreds of meters wide and had a six-pointed star of coat of arms shining in the middle. Behind the light barrier, a pair of angelic wings crossed in front of the humanoid. It can be seen that the creature wrapped in the wings is unscathed!

"Damn. Shouldn't we retreat!" A soldier shouted after seeing this.

After this time barrier, the pair of wings moved, and then slowly unfolded. Behind the wings, a handsome face is revealed. He had long, wavy purple hair, long, narrow eyes like a woman's, and a disdainful smile drawn from his blood-stained lips under the bridge of his straight nose.

"Ignorant creatures, disappear!" his lips lifted slightly, and a proclamation flowed like a prophecy. In the depths of the man's pupils, a blue six-pointed star emerged.

The barrier of light in front of him quietly disappeared, and the wings in front of the man were fully stretched. At the tip of these wings made of light, the same amount of light feathers corresponding to the number of soldiers evolved from solid form to pure light. If there are high-level abilities here, they will definitely be able to recognize that this is a technique for converting matter into energy, and similar skills require at least a ninth-order elemental domain ability to be able to do so.

But even a ninth-order elemental domain capable person can't transform dozens of independent units of matter at the same time like the man in front of him, which means that this man's control of energy has reached the level of divine skill.

After showing excellent energy manipulation, the man showed off his precision striking skills. When the corresponding number of light feathers were fully energized, dozens of lasers continued to blast out of the man's wings like a minigun, and when the soldiers saw the electric light sweep through the air in a graceful orbit, their chests were pierced with beams. In this regard, there is no precedence.

Almost at the same time as the lasers bloomed, they were all hit. And the part that each beam of energy hits is the center of the chest, which is outrageously accurate. The attack was over the moment it began, and the soldiers still had all kinds of surprised expressions on their faces, whether they were lying on the ground or hiding behind cover, they could not escape the fate of being shot. With expressions of disbelief, they turned into corpses and lay on the ground forever.

In the mall, it was suddenly as quiet as a ghost like a trick.

And during the whole process, the purple-haired man remained in a floating state. It wasn't until he had shot all the soldiers that he slowly fell to the ground.

When the toes touched the ground, the light wings behind him immediately retracted and retracted into the man's body. Without the intense light of his wings, the man who lacks a few divinities is not difficult to see in the light of the fire in the mall wearing a leather jacket and leather pants with a punk flavor. The arms and legs are fastened with countless leather buckles, and the shoulders are spiked with metal spikes, which are reminiscent of rock musicians in an old era. But the man in front of him played a deadly note.

The leather tunic opens freely, revealing the slightly pale body underneath the man's shirt. On the chest under the leather coat, a six-pointed star tattoo appeared. There, too, is painted with ancient Siberian script. If a priest saw it, he would have recognized it as part of the Bible passage in Genesis.

A man in a pair of pointy shoes walked casually among the corpses on the ground. He frowned, as if looking for something. Eventually, the man hit it in the pile of corpses...... Sauron's corpse.

He frowned and said to himself, "It's faint, but it does smell like that thing." Well, let's see who you really are?"

Squatting down, the fingertips of the man's right index finger shone with dazzling lightning. He tapped Sauron's forehead lightly, and the lightning sank from his fingertips to Sauron's forehead. Suddenly, it extracted a huge amount of data from Sauron's not yet fully dead brain. These data are converted into frames in the man's mind, and through exclusion and retrieval, a picture is frozen in the man's eyes.

In a dimly lit mall, a soldier in a radiation suit carries a gun in one hand. Tongues of fire erupted from the muzzle of his gun, and the light of the fire shone on his calm face, making the dragon's pupil-like eye in his right eye seem to be burning with a layer of golden flame.

That's the picture that Zero left for Sauron Zuihou!

The picture vanished, and the purple-haired man's chest rose and fell violently. The beaving lips showed a charming smile: "It's the Vision of God......! Adam!"