global cataclysm doomsday game

On the battlefield, Lin An would pay attention to Fiona's movements almost every few seconds.

I originally thought that the opponent was a dual-system awakener and had a pretty good mind.

But looking at the phantom, Fiona actually ran to the lawyer and stayed there blankly.

Lin An couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Team Lin."

"What the hell is this guy doing!?"

Zhang Tie was struck by the judge's axe, and he didn't care to fight back. He looked at Fiona with the same surprise.

Time is running out.

Searching for specific evil thoughts among the monsters to kill, the two of them were exhausted after fighting for a long time.

"She's trying to reason?"

Lin An stared at the phantom and reacted instantly, feeling a little speechless.

I took a look at the countdown to the arrival of the evil god.

Without hesitation.

"Zhang Tie."

"Go in and help her!"

"Kill everyone in order! Even if you kill the wrong one, it doesn't matter!"

Give an order.

After hearing what Lin An said, Xiong Hanzi hesitated.

It's not that he hesitates to kill.

In his eyes, every one of these plot characters deserves to die.

"Team Lin."

"If I go in, you won't be under great pressure."

"Get in!"

Indicating Zhang Tie not to worry about him, Lin An quickly replied.

He still had a trump card, and even after understanding the source of his power, he came up with the idea of ​​testing the limits of his strength.

All the while, he never reached his full potential in battle, or had a chance.

The self that once unlocked the genetic lock is theoretically more powerful than it is now.

only.

He never expected that Fiona still didn't understand what he said so clearly.

The reenactment of the plot, another meaning of the evil god's arrival, is Rose's will for revenge.

This is also the theme of this perfect trial.

If reasoning is useful, why do you need fists?

Hatred is the source of Rose's power and the key to her fusion with the evil god.

Only by killing all the evildoers can it be possible to prevent Rose from transforming into an evil god.

Xiong Hanzi glanced at Lin An worriedly, gritted his teeth, and got into the phantom without hesitation.

"Captain Lin, you must hold on!"

"I'm going to kill these beasts right now!"

In the phantom of the church, the fanatical crowd is shouting.

"Burn her!"

"Burn the evil spirit!"

"Tear off her clothes! Let us see the sinful face of the evil spirit!"

Mixed in the crowd, many residents excitedly fanned the flames.

Just like the Middle Ages.

This custom has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, and many of the witches and evil spirits who were tried were often innocent women of that era.

Many low-level bastards will maliciously report them after they can't get them.

Or frame girls from nobles and common people as witches and evil spirits.

And during the burning, he claimed to judge sins for God and enjoyed this perverted pleasure.

Holding a torch.

The priest in his robe looked at the fanatical believers with satisfaction.

He looked pious, ready to obey the wishes of these fanatics.

His stubby fingers pulled at the girl's shabby robe:

"Damn evil spirit!"

"Let us see your true evil face hidden beneath your human appearance!"

Greedy eyes.

The obese pastor glanced at Rose's face regretfully, maybe he had burned too fast.

He originally wanted to "purify" the girl at night in the name of purifying evil spirits.

The taste of young flesh, under the gaze of gods, is a wonderful pleasure.

His fingers touched him, but he hadn't taken off his belt yet.

A rough roar sounded instantly:

"Look at your paralysis!"

Almost suddenly appearing on the burning platform, Zhang Tie looked furious and snatched the torch from the priest's hand.

There was only a bang as the torch was snatched from his hand and suddenly stabbed into the priest's body.

"!"

The thick torch head was burning with flames, and even half of it was not penetrated by the brute force.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

The priest screamed ferociously, and his whole body was bent like a shrimp, and his eyes popped out.

His intestines were almost bursting.

The pain was so severe that it almost made him faint.

As if he was upset.

Xiong Hanzi glanced cruelly at the stunned believers and laughed ferociously.

"Yeah, don't you like watching it!?"

The big hand like a cattail fan reached towards the fat priest who was curled up on the ground, and then he took off his robe.

The fat trembles.

Like maggots, the priest's belly was covered with layers of skin and his whole body was trembling in pain.

At a glance, he saw the thing huddled in fear.

Zhang Tie grinned and violently stepped on the priest.

"Paji"

The crisp sound of explosions sounded.

When the believers in the audience saw this, they all widened their eyes in horror, and almost all of them subconsciously covered their lower bodies.

Too cruel.

"ah!!"

Screaming halfway.

The pastor fainted from the pain.

The girl who was tied to the stake also stared blankly at the generous figure in front of her.

He turned around and grinned.

Even if he changes back to an ordinary person, Zhang Tie, who has always been burly, still has good fighting power.

He gave an ugly smile and spoke quickly:

"That what."

"Sister, Captain Lin asked me to rescue you and help you get revenge!"

"Don't ever turn into a ghost!"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiong Hanzi ferociously jumped off the execution platform again and punched the cultist on the head.

"Die to me!"

A fist as big as a casserole hit the leader, the man who screamed the most happily, in the face.

With a full blow, the man's head was dented.

Come back to your senses.

A large number of cultists and small town armed forces came to their senses and rushed towards Zhang Tie angrily.

"kill him!"

"He is the evil god's lackey!"

"Dog you!"

Picking up a shovel, Xiong Hanzi ran towards the surrounding believers without fear.

The shovel raised high hit another man's head and blew it off.

The man turned his back on his horse.

Facing the crazy cultists, Zhang Tie gasped for air.

With his right hand, he twisted the arm of the cultist who was trying to trap him. He bumped into the nose of the cultist in front of him and bared his teeth.

Damn it, there are too many people!

Almost using both hands and feet.

After biting the throat of the cultist holding the spear, Xiong Hanzi spat out the bitten piece of meat from his throat on the ground.

"Blonde girl!"

"Fuck them to death!"

A roar.

Zhang Tie raised his head and shouted in Fiona's direction, almost vomiting blood.

I am fighting for my life here, but the other party seems to be of no help at all.

Are you going to tell these bastards some nonsense?

Just kill them and send these idiots to heaven!

Otherwise, when the little girl comes out to take revenge, everyone will die!

Especially when he saw Lin An, who was constantly fighting monsters on the battlefield, he felt furious in his heart.

Captain Lin is working hard outside, he must kill these people quickly!

Seeing the increasing wounds on Lin An's body, Xiong Hanzi wanted to chop them on himself.

Not far away, Fiona came to her senses amid the roar.

Looking at the lawyer hiding aside in front of her, she struggled for a moment.

Fortunately, he is not too stupid and realizes that he must help Zhang Tie.

Taking a deep breath, her eyes flashed and she quickly searched the nearest environment.

Too many people.

With their ordinary strength, even if Zhang Tie could fight, he would not be able to kill these people. On the contrary, they would be a threat.

Weapons must be found.

The next second, after seeing a pile of kerosene cans, Fiona ran directly over.

Burn with fire!

"Mr. Zhang! Get out of the way!"

Struggling to lift a bucket of kerosene, Fiona's eyes were determined and she threw it at the densest crowd without hesitation.

The flint was thrown, and the sky was filled with flames that illuminated the town.

Convert!

Concentrate!

Breath of Styx!

Amidst the constant stream of evil thoughts, Lin An's face turned pale and he kept pushing himself to the limit.

The blood shadow enveloped the whole body, and the number of high-frequency weapons cut off reached 7.

The dirty blood and corpses drowned him.

A large amount of vitality was converted into spiritual power, and his black hair quickly turned gray, then recovered in an instant.

As if aware that the task is about to be completed.

At this time, monsters appeared in the air, and black peaks began to fall.

There were thousands of monsters stacked on top of each other.

"Countdown to the arrival of the evil god: 1 minute and 59 seconds!"