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In the midst of the collapse, they couldn't imagine why Lin An, who was nearly invincible, suddenly ran out of power.

"How come?"

"How could that happen!?"

The soldier holding the assault rifle shook his head in disbelief.

"Shoot! Keep shooting! Bring the zombies over!"

Everyone fired desperately at almost the same time, trying to attract the attention of the zombies.

The exhausted awakened man suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Charge! Charge!"

"Hurry and hold the monster!!"

They couldn't accept the sudden scene.

Sedum and Gao Tian looked at Lin An with splitting eyes as if he was about to give up resistance.

The figure falling from mid-air was so small in front of the massive tide of corpses.

"Team Lin!"

"Brother Lin!"

Almost at the same time, both of them felt as cold as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

They knew that Lin An's activation of the Celestial Being consumed a huge amount of money. In the blink of an eye, they thought that it must be the result of Wen Ya's mental energy being exhausted and her inability to support Lin An's battle from the beginning.

Damn! We forgot about this!

However, just when the two of them wanted to lead the Awakened Ones towards the zombie tide in a suicidal manner, Wen Ya held them back.

Her eyes were firm, and there was no trace of worry on her pale face.

"Believe Lin An!"

"He's fine!"

The words just fell.

Under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, whether live or broadcast.

Invisible pressure began to spread.

Above the mutants flying away from the core of the zombie tide, the air seemed to be twisted by an invisible hand.

Base night sky.

Start to boil.

A high-frequency hum echoed across the battlefield.

In the center of the zombie wave, Lin An looked at the mutant that was hit overhead and the corners of his mouth rose.

What you’ve been waiting for is now!

With a cold, low drink, the spread began.

"Soul screams!"

In an instant, the invisible shock wave twisted, and the spiritual power, which was as real as substance, turned into a violent hammer that swept hundreds of meters around him.

The scream of the soul, which had not been used for a long time, once again burst out with almost insurmountable destructive power.

Tear, shatter, destroy, until destruction.

Coming from the epic equipment Soul-Eating Hand, this piece of equipment was the first piece of equipment Lin An obtained, and showed its power in front of everyone for the first time.

Under the impact of the rapidly spreading mental power, a large number of zombies were instantly destroyed, showing a dust that was almost an annihilation effect.

Turn into ashes and disappear into smoke.

Even the second-order mutants that were killed met the same fate as ordinary zombies.

Running at high speed, the wailing banshee who was the first to rush in front of Lin An froze instantly. The corrosive acid that was about to be sprayed out from the cracked chest slowly flowed down her chest.

Rain, acid.

It hit the ground, causing ripples in the dark red blood.

It looked down at its own reflection in the puddle as if it were personified.

It is ferocious and ugly, enough to frighten the rational face with cracks.

The next second, the entire body disappeared in the strong wind like a broken lens.

Clear the field with one hit.

The first six mutants that rushed out didn't even have any room to "resist", so they died cleanly under the scream of their souls.

The tide of corpses is like a cake that has been dug out from the center, and the middle is empty.

A dense pile of corpses.

In one attack, more than six thousand zombies were reduced to ashes.

Even the most threatening mutants were mostly dead.

The whole place was silent.

Only the pouring rain and the flash of thunder in the clouds rumbled.

The whole world seemed to be quiet.

Even the zombies that roared tirelessly seemed to have fallen into stillness.

The originally slower mutant's charging attack also suddenly stalled.

Never knowing why they were afraid, they instinctively realized one thing.

Not scattered.

If we go together, everyone will die

at the same time.

In the Wangjiang conference room, Wang Meng stared blankly at the picture that had just been sent back.

I wonder if Chu An did this intentionally.

The broadcast camera specially zoomed in on the screen, overlooking the blank area around Lin An.

"What kind of skill is this?"

It's like talking in a dream.

Wang Meng couldn't hold the water cup steady for a moment and fell to the ground with a clang.

The water glass rolled down to the feet of the staff officer, but no one picked it up.

The second-level awakened person standing next to him also stayed where he was, speechless for a while.

Just now, he analyzed the shortcomings of Lin An's strength with great eloquence.

(No area damage)

(There are too many zombies to kill them all)

What am I talking about?

He only felt a burning pain on his face.

Every analysis I make seems to be wrong.

The same question as Wang Meng.

He couldn't remember exactly how many times he had been in a situation that he couldn't understand today.

What exactly is this ability?

Even if you can kill a large number of zombies instantly, how can you kill even the second-order mutants instantly?!

It was so exaggerated that he didn't even want to believe it now.

Why?

Somewhat sad and angry.

He couldn't help asking himself in his mind.

Although they are both Awakened, why is the difference in strength so big?

He glanced at the mutant that was shattered to pieces and felt his heart twitching.

Any one of them could probably beat him to death.

For a moment, he wavered in his previous judgment.

"Third level?"

"Is it really the third level!?"

Breathing rapidly, even everyone in the hall couldn't help but think of this.

I have only heard of military districts encountering third-level mutants.

It seems that Lin An's destructive power is not much different from the rumored third level?

But they haven't come to their senses yet.

In the picture, Lin An seemed not to give them any room to breathe.

"Buzz-"

The subtle soul extraction sounded.

A series of invisible "souls" were peeled off from the dead mutant fragments, and were extracted by the Death Stone in an instant.

Thoughts move slightly.

Lin An calmly watched the tide of corpses rushing in again, and a large number of soul points stored in the Death Crystal began to be consumed.

"Convert mental power."

The death gem hanging on the neck suddenly cooled down, and the dark red fluctuations disappeared in a flash.

At the same time, the accumulated soul points are converted into the essence of spiritual power through the death crystal.

Status is filled.

Powerful, like an explosion, the force returns to the body.

"Heaven!"

The talent skill is activated again.

When the dazzling light filled the battlefield again, the entire Long'an base began to boil.

All the base members cheered excitedly, and many exhausted soldiers knelt down half-crying and half-laughing, letting the cold rain hit their faces.

Wen Ya couldn't help but wipe the rain off her face, feeling equally excited.

Although she knew and had seen Lin An's ability, it did not hinder her mood at this time.

An Jingtian on the side opened his mouth and looked at Lin An who was "walking" into the air again.

Gao Tian even touched his nose in embarrassment, feeling his excitement was in vain.

Team Lin is Team Lin, so strong that it’s impossible to guess where the limit is.

He almost forgot that Lin An still had so many trump cards.

In the quiet conference room, Wang Meng felt that the white light in the picture was too dazzling.

He held it in for a long time before he came out with a sentence:

"Is he really human?"

"Can that trick still work?"

The second-level awakened person standing aside did not dare to speak.

He was so afraid that he would say the wrong thing again.

Although, logically speaking, the scene just now is unlikely to be repeated.

No matter how strong you are, the mental consumption is not fake, right?

There is a price to pay for using power.

This is a rule that remains unchanged no matter what.

Unless, of course, the hook is turned on.

Just when he chose to shut up, the staff officer on the side subconsciously answered Wang Meng's question:

"Commander, it should be a recovery item."

"This kid is hiding his trump card."

"Don't we also have this kind of prop?"

"But these props are disposable."

"He shouldn't be able to use it a second time."

"There are too many corpses, he should"

The words are not finished yet.

In the picture, in mid-air, the white light seemed to be chasing the mutants, repeating the previous impact again.

The target is the slowest second-level attacker.

"Soul screams!"

In an instant, the realm of death unfolded again.

It seems that the killing is too slow.

After Lin An absorbed the mutant soul, he simply held the Blood Annihilation and his body flashed.

"Sword prison!"

The endless blade is slashed with psychic energy.

Flesh and blood were torn apart, and sword light spread across the battlefield.

Bloody sword shadows tore through the tide of corpses.

Approaching the speed of sound, the entire tide of corpses seemed to be enveloped by endless sword shadows.

When the speed reached its extreme, the figure holding the sword and "chasing" the mutants left an afterimage in the screen.

Sword light is everywhere.

Whenever a sword is pierced through the tide of corpses and approaching the gathered mutants, the invisible soul scream will be activated instantly.

Blank, blank.

The tide of corpses, as dense as ants, was torn open hundreds of meters wide from time to time.

When fighting becomes art.

Like a waltz of murder.

There was dead silence in the conference room.

Wang Meng looked at the scene in silence. For the first time in so many years, he felt fear.