How Am I Still Alive?

"Are you sure it's God above God?"

"The energy level exceeds that of ordinary gods and is a qualitative change. He is distorting the rules of the world."

"Can we win? We have no experience against such an opponent."

"It will win."

The calm words were the determination to win, but Lu Pingan felt it was subtle. The other party seemed to have said something not very good.

But consider that due to the extraordinary existence of this world, many entertainment products have long been changed beyond recognition. There is no need to pay too much attention to the overconfident face of the other party. As officers, it is also one of their responsibilities to bring confidence to their own soldiers.

“It’s really an exaggeration”

At this moment, Lu Ping'an, who had the eyes of truth, also saw the existence of the "god above god".

It was a completely unexpected monster. It was like a giant octopus, shrinking its body and getting into this "little jar" world.

Pale tentacles squeezed out of the cracks in the two worlds, and the twisted matter with a strange luster seemed to be working hard to materialize and materialize.

Where the front end touches, a completely material existence appears, and what appears are black twisted tentacles covered with strange "faces" and "suction cups". Its essence is filled with stench and mutated flesh, like a terminal cancer. Mutated body.

His body is blurry, like a big ball of "light", and even Lu Ping'an cannot identify it. Perhaps it is because he is not in the normal material universe at all.

Such an existence is difficult to understand.

However, its strength is unquestionable.

Lu Ping'an saw with his own eyes that a fish-man "overlord (eighth level)" creature was touched by the tentacle, and the two of them turned into human beings.

Yes, it's the eighth-level lord from the murloc side. Obviously, this thing is either too lazy to distinguish between friend and foe, or simply doesn't feel the need to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

"Buzz!"

The world seems to be mourning, and space cracks are constantly being opened. This monster is trying to squeeze more "existences" into this seemingly fragile native world.

At this moment, Lu Ping'an expected that the battlefield would be in a foreign land. Facing such an opponent, regardless of the final outcome, I'm afraid the entire world would have to bear tremendous pressure.

"The sea level has risen by more than two meters, many islands in the Pacific have disappeared, and countries have suffered floods."

“When a domestic inquiry is made, do we need to respond immediately?”

"There is a quasi-god who has lost contact and may have run away."

"The evil god who is hunting over the Pacific has asked if he needs support."

"The United Organization (Provisional United International) wants us to hold on a little longer and test it out. Reinforcements are on the way."

The news from all parties is mixed, and quite subtle.

Lu Ping'an, who seemed to have no work entrustment, just looked at the monster in front of him in silence, which seemed familiar to him, and inexplicably reminded him of an old acquaintance.

"Well, it's a bit like the son of the evil god. The son of the evil god who doesn't really have a complete body, so he looks like this."

"Bang!"

The sudden explosion attracted Lu Ping'an's attention.

A wooden sculpture hanging around his neck broke into pieces. It was the "mask" given to him by Mr. Liu, and it was also an object used to cover up the "Eight Claw Curse".

".Desecration of death"

Inexplicable murmurs sounded in Lu Ping'an's ears, and strange shadows surrounded him. He felt inexplicably cold all over, as if something in the dark glanced at him. So, he stared back!

He saw the huge thing in the void, the ugly, smelly, deformed, stupid gluttonous monster, the eight-clawed monster that was inserting its limbs into the "jar"

"Bang!"

At this moment, Lu Ping'an exploded.

A few minutes later, a figure appeared there again, surrounded by his flesh and blood stumps.

"Tsk, bad temper."

Lu Ping'an sighed. He was quite expensive now, so it would be a loss to die just once.

However, "interference" is always mutual, and observation is a part of interference. At the cost of one life, Lu Ping'an also gained a lot.

Just like holding two hands together, even if one crushes the other, his "sweat" and "fingerprints" will be recorded by the loser.

".Let's take a look first."

Lu Ping'an didn't rush to speak, he just stopped the cleaning staff who were about to clean his body. Things that were "contaminated" from the opposite side were too dangerous and needed special treatment.

At the same time, he also reported peace and made followers feel more at ease.

"Buzz!"

And it seems that some people can't wait even more.

The aerostats in the sky launched attacks without hesitation.

Even at this moment, Lu Ping'an admired their courage and stupidity for their ship-sized pieces of meat. Even without the blessing of extraordinary power, does it make sense for you to use incendiary bombs?

However, the attack naturally brought a response. At that moment, Lu Ping An saw the "light"

"Buzz!"

A ray of white light pierced the sky, and the entire sky became endless!

A large number of aerostats were directly "erased", and even low-level transcendent beings didn't know what happened.

Lu Ping'an saw that it was a kind of malice and greed.

"They were eaten."

Lu Ping'an couldn't understand how this was done, but here it was, that group of more than 20 large aerostats was just gone.

The only thing worth looking forward to is probably that the "round battle" in the west has already started, and it won't really end here.

"Back off? Never!"

But from the English communication, the rotation staff over there obviously had other ideas.

"Buzz!"

The strange rays were triggered again, and the area hit this time was completely devoid of seawater and warships.

A large number of holes formed a vortex, and the struggling faces on the twisted limbs seemed to be looking for the next target. ,

Retreat? Perhaps the most rational choice is indeed this. The military on the front line has already tested the opponent's trump card. The strategic mission has been completed. Perhaps going back to prepare is a wise choice.

"Absolutely can't retreat! We only have this chance!"

The general who was roaring at the communicator attracted Lu Ping'an's attention and made him nod silently.

The situation has developed to this point, and it is no longer the East Country's business. With it as the core, the whole world has been stirred up, and countless forces that are eager for victory and liberation have taken the initiative to join the war.

And once retreating, it means "failure". For many people and forces with a retreat, it means that it is time to leave this planet.

At the same time, the opponent may continue to increase troops and make up for the loopholes in the defense line. It will be too difficult to attack again next time.

Coupled with the current disaster of rising sea levels. It is foreseeable that once they give up, it is unlikely to organize the next campaign within half a year, and this world does not know whether it has half a year.

If they start to play badly or hold on, the fall of the whole world will be destined to be only a matter of time. Even if the monster cannot really reach the real world, this world will be gradually eroded and assimilated into a foreign land where humans cannot survive.

"But this kind of attack"

This completely incomprehensible attack makes people fear and uneasy. There are also quasi-gods sitting on those airships, and now they have completely lost contact.

Facing a strong opponent, the weak dare to try, but for an incomprehensible monster, courage and reason naturally decrease greatly.

". There are traces to follow, and I can provide some guidance. And this is not without cost to Him. Every time He attacks, a limb has shrunk, just like a sponge without juice, and He only has eight claws." Lu Ping'an stood up at this time.