Chapter 78 Fight! Fight!

Chapter 78 Fight! fight!

The continuous use of such frontier relics obviously requires a huge amount of energy and a large amount of source quality. Even the third-level stigmata, which is regarded as a combat machine, can hardly support such consumption. I am afraid that only the stars who have been promoted to the fourth level, Only when the stigmata are transformed into Fei Lian can he use them freely.

Jin Mu gasped tiredly for a long time before recovering.

And now, with the shattering of the fasting circle, the first-line sublimator suppression forces have begun to fight against the border alien species released by the people of the net.

Accompanied by a violent roar, the ground was turbulent, and a giant ape-like creature with a lizard head broke through the gate of the Longma Building and rushed towards the army outside the arena.

When the bullet hit its body, it was actually melted by the raging fire covering its body.

In an instant, it tore apart a tank with a vigorous leap, roared upwards, waved the wreckage and smashed it everywhere, breaking through the encircling formation and giving more room for the aliens that kept rushing out behind them to play.

"Does Jin Mu still have the strength?" Director Fu asked through the communication.

Jin Mu grinned, "A flame of this level is a piece of cake."

He carried the iron whip on his shoulder and leaped vigorously. The golden man soared into the air and smashed down towards the dragon-headed fire ape.

Fire Ape suddenly turned around, glared at him with wide eyes, opened his mouth, and spewed out a pathetic white flame.

Everything around him turned brown under the sudden terrifying heat, even breathing would burn his lungs. And the temperature at the core of that flame is enough to melt steel instantly.

Jin Mu's face remained unchanged, and his smile was even stronger, but he stretched out a palm to the fire ape from a distance, and pressed it down in the air. In an instant, all the flames dissipated, replaced by terrifying low temperatures.

How terrible the heat used to be, how cruel the low temperature is now.

Jin Mu, who was born and died as a firefighter before his sublimation in the past, awakened his own soul when facing the flames, and reflected the greatest desire in the depths of his soul, he was given the power to suppress all flames and heat by the sea of ​​silver. It is a pity that after that miraculous rescue, he had to leave his beloved firefighting post and devote himself to the struggle against the border.

But this ice and iron meaning that could destroy everything has never melted.

And this power is called:

——Purge away all fire poisons in the world!

"Has Xu'er quit mobile games today?"

Walking through the residual heat of the flames like this, he roared loudly, raised the iron whip in his hand, and swung it down with all his might. But Fire Ape was caught off guard, his entire head was covered in frost, and he froze for a moment.

In the next second, the two passed by each other, and the head of the fire ape fell apart, leaving only half of it on the neck, and even the shoulders were smashed by the whip. The arms flew up, and before they landed, they froze. The ice cubes then shattered into ice crystals all over the place.

"Bastard, come again!"

He turned around and roared at the fire ape who hadn't died.

Rare, excited!

"I have to play too. Next, please strengthen the defense of the headquarters to prevent the opponent from adopting beheading tactics."

Due to worry, Shen Yue still made a few long-winded sentences after all. Director Fu and Ai Qing didn't pay attention to this. After all, when the two sublimators were all on the field, the defense here became much more empty.

With Shen Yue on the stage, the pressure ahead became much lighter.

Compared with Jin Mu, who purely strengthens his own combat power, Shen Yue is more of an auxiliary type. His sublimation is because he experienced several sudden deaths from cerebral infarction during the high-intensity long-term overtime work that can be called torture when he was engaged in the financial industry. Instead, my greatest wish was to quickly finish this pile of troublesome and heavy work and then go to bed.

Therefore, the name of the soul is rather funny, and it is called "efficient working method without overtime".

In short, it is a set of BUFFs with clear thinking, speed increase, injury protection, etc. It can provide the most ordinary people with the greatest degree of protection from the erosion of the abyss.

Although it will still be affected to some extent, it is better than sudden death from poison on the spot.

As for the third stage, the ether-level stigmata, the Shangyang from the Eastern Xia lineage provides a wider scope for his soul ability. The rain is sprinkled all over the earth.

With the protection provided by the two, the sublimator suppressed the troops' attack speed greatly accelerated, and had already gained the upper hand for a while.

But Ai Qing and Director Fu in the headquarters did not feel relaxed like most people. Director Fu was rich in experience until this was just the beginning, while Ai Qing did not pay attention to the outside situation, but looked at the situation in her hands. Notes for contemplation.

Frowning.

"One ceremony, ten gluttony, the bones of a hundred people, the eyes of a thousand birds, and ten thousand poisonous snakes... died in a coffin, so wept, transformed from a hell, and perished.

The shadow of rebirth will cling to its wings, and the dormant bird will fly into the sky..."

She read the prophetic poem complicatedly, trying to figure out the real events implied in it.

A ceremony can clearly point to the people who have returned to the net. After all, this group of pretenders will hold a ceremony at every turn. There are sacrificial rituals for sacrifices, praise rituals, and even eating rituals... So, what do they plan to do? What kind of ceremony?

The meaning of the ten gluttony is obvious, and it refers to the big hunting and sacrifice of the people who have returned to the net. What ranchers like the most is this vile trick of killing food to the last one in a closed environment like a battle royale.

And the final survivors of this sacrifice will be given the title of 'hunter' and the gift of the rancher, and will become the best fighter among the people who have returned to the net.

The whole process can be understood as: you invite the rancher to have a good meal, and the rancher generously sends some good things.

And the skeletons of a hundred people... She has already figured it out these days, maybe it refers to the recent tomb robbery cases that have occurred frequently in Xinhai, that is to say, they gathered the skeletons of a hundred people?

Picture what?

has no meaning?

The meaning of the birds and poisonous snakes in the back is unclear.

The meaning of the spiritual coffin is simple and straightforward. It should be said that a sublimated person can understand that it can provide the sublimated person with precious tools for resurrection. After all, the sublimated person's consciousness is placed in the soul, not the body. Ordinary people may die after their bodies are destroyed, but unless their souls are exhausted, sublimators can use something to restore their bodies, or simply change their bodies to achieve the effect of resurrection.

It's just that such props are rare in the world today, and they are so expensive that there is no market for them. After all, no one would sell their other life.

Died in the coffin, resurrected in hell... In other words, someone will perform a resurrection ceremony? So who is it? Although there is a high probability that they are people who have returned to the net, the existence of other people cannot be ruled out.

As for the reborn shadows and the dormant birds behind.

Are there bird-shaped high-level stigmata among the enemies?

There is a high probability that this cannot be dismissed lightly...

Now it seems that the biggest possibility is that the people who have returned to the net intend to collect power through sacrifices and rituals to carry out a resurrection to achieve a certain purpose?

So, will this bring any changes to Shanghai?

Even if the speculation is gradually getting closer to reality, it can only be slightly guarded, because there are no details or weaknesses that can be exploited.

So-called prophetic poetry is such a nuisance.

Regardless of whether the creators know what will happen in the future, what they write has only one purpose, which is to never let the readers behind guess, and to show off their intelligence...

Ai Qing cursed a dirty word.

On the field, the situation has changed.

Across Xinhai City, the Stone Marrow Pavilion located in the suburbs now welcomes a somewhat reluctant visitor.

"Hello, your takeaway."

Outside the iron gate, the delivery man knocked vigorously on the fence in front of him, looking worriedly at the gloomy dilapidated house behind the iron gate, and the house full of ghostly atmosphere.

He yelled several times, but no one responded. Just when he was about to go back home, he suddenly heard a hoarse and sharp voice from the courtyard.

"Put it at the door."

His hands trembled, and he almost dropped the pizza box on the ground. Immediately, he put down the things in his hands as if he had just woken up from a dream, rode his own small motorcycle, and ran away like flying.

After he walked away and disappeared, the crow on the tree slowly flew down, held up the box with invisible force, turned around and flew towards the house.

"Hey, this narrow body is really inconvenient. I can't even get a takeaway."

Sighing like this, the door of the house opened automatically without wind, revealing the living room inside.

In the center of the living room that Huai Shi had cleaned to a spotless spot, the dining table was already filled with all kinds of food, including three large bottles of the largest-capacity Fat House Happy Water, two buckets of the Colonel’s home bucket, four boxes of chicken nuggets, and There are two boxes of pizza that just arrived.

After putting down the pizza, the crow whistled, sat on the miniature sofa tailored for him, enjoyed the weekend's fat house meal, and then enjoyed the live broadcast of the war drama in the huge water mirror.

"Fight, fight!"

The crow, who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, cheers for both sides.

But what is displayed in the water mirror is not the battle of the Longma Building, but a scene thousands of miles away.

Like a clairvoyant, breaking through the shackles of the current situation, looking down at the many borders like numerous bubbles surrounding the current situation, as well as the almost infinite hell abyss below the borders.

The camera flashed over dozens of fierce battles on the border, and finally settled on the narrow area between the current situation and the border, and the location was the coastal area of ​​Dongxia.

The East China Sea is now boiling!

Compared with Xinhai City, which can be said to be small and noisy, this is the main battle zone between Guijingzhimin and the Social Security Bureau.

Shrouded in layers of white mist, the entire East China Sea has almost turned into a cruel hunting ground, where countless huge sea beasts are constantly fighting.

The shrimp eats the algae, the small fish eat the shrimp, the big fish eat the small fish, and the monsters eat the big fish and then eat each other.

With the cold flute sounded.

The cruel food chain is here.