How Am I Still Alive?

"boom!"

The earth is crumbling, the world is shattered.

The crystal forest turned into slag all over the ground in an instant, and with the hot red light gushing out, the sea of ​​blood was directly evaporated.

The colossus of war was ironically named "Peace Guardian".

"I killed all my opponents, isn't there peace?"

When looking up this information, Lu Pingan said jokingly.

But perhaps, this is the truth of this design idea.

"Buzz!"

There was a faint golden light around the colossus, and strange divine power gathered on it.

King Kong, destruction, peace, expulsion, the runes of the Yu clan appeared on its huge body.

".Level 1 destruction target, end"

When it completed the "evolution" again, when the fourth stage of the colossus, and the pair of pupils emitted a divine light, it was no longer a dead thing.

"God's Domain? How is it possible?"

The two rule-level powerhouses exclaimed at the same time. It was the same as Lu Ping'an at that time.

Is it the borrowed authority of the gods? Or did he really communicate with the gods to borrow his will, or to be more ruthless, kill a quasi-god and transform it into this?

The answer doesn't make sense, it turns out that's enough.

The victim has no right to speak, and neither does the manual, but the faint golden light easily drives away all the crystals and sea of ​​blood, which is the crushing of the "quality" of the superior.

This is the power of gods, and it is the power of a god, at least the power of quasi-gods.

". This kind of thing can be bought with money, which is a bit outrageous!"

"Actually, you can't buy it with money under normal circumstances. It is the ultimate weapon of a city. But how can I put it? After the disintegration of a certain big country, nuclear weapons are still circulating on the black market. Those warships and tanks that were once the country's most important weapons, In the end, it was not sold at the scrap iron price.”

The weapon itself may not be allowed to be bought or sold, but the control rights can indeed be traded, er, entrusted.

When Lu Pingan only spent a small amount of money (in fact, he didn't spend any money at all, others gave him more than he did), when he got control of this thing and turned it into a part of the "park facility", he I couldn't stretch myself a bit.

But now, when this thing is really activated, some people will definitely be held accountable. You sell it as scrap iron is one thing, but when the sold "scrap iron" really hits, that is another It's the same thing.

"Buzz!"

Another ray of holy light swept across, and the two rule-level "fields" were further dispersed.

When it detects that the opponent is the so-called "first-level target", the idol begins to expel other "rules" from the root.

This is not the so-called "purification" or "dispersion" ability, it's just that the higher-level divine power occupies this space and kicks the lower-level power out of the game.

Just like what Big Cat said repeatedly to Lu Pingan back then, don’t play with the rules if you don’t reach the level of laws and regulations, and you will be finished in a flash. There will be no chance to use the ability!

Now, the same scene happened. In front of this faint divine power, it was extremely difficult for the two regulars to move even one step.

This is the true background of a strong clan. Their cities and civilians can indulge in peace, but their "weapons of destruction" must be sufficiently deterrent!

"boom!"

The divine light swept across, and the red-gold laser burned the ground, and Zhao Yan died again immediately.

"...Let me see how much life you still have enough to squander" made Lu Pingan behind the scenes enjoy the afternoon tea more happily.

"boom!"

Another death.

The Guardian of Peace was not so powerful at the beginning. In the death fight just a few hours ago, it was just a slightly bigger icon.

However, with the escalation of the war, the increase of threats on the battlefield, and the increase of damage to the city, its internal growth conditions were activated one by one. Simply put, it completed the "warm-up".

This is the only way for the ultimate weapon. If the gods are really attacking, it will unlock all of them at the first time, but "just two rule levels", it needs enough threats, enough losses, and even more damage. There is enough evil to initiate this final stage.

The two most critical factors, "the retreat of the public security department and the army" and "the threat of destruction to the city", are already enough.

The icon that activates the god-destruction mode will become a one-time "consumable", but before it completely self-destructs, it is an irresistible threat.

And this icon is not their only threat, not even the biggest one.

On the outskirts of the battlefield, neither the army nor the sheriffs abdicated their duties.

They have arranged the battle formation, prepared weapons and equipment, and waited and watched on the peripheral battlefield. They are waiting, waiting for further changes on the battlefield.

In the sky and on the ground, metal war beasts kept appearing one after another. They were forgotten "antiques" in warehouses, barracks, and even kitchens.

Even the "old antique" in the Annan Museum was forcibly requisitioned by the Public Security Bureau and sent directly to the battlefield.

The seemingly useless trenches were all covered with weird runes full of dust, and the faint golden light would give any superhuman who rushed to the battle a head-on blow.

At every moment, I don’t know what outrageous thing was dug up. At every moment, warriors of the Yu clan walked to the front line, some came here in a hurry, and some dug up the armor of their ancestors. Make up for it on the battlefield.

The sacred elephant is glowing and glowing, becoming stronger every moment before it goes to perdition. This is also the result of facing the ultra-small, super-regenerative opponents it is least good at.

It is the other non-life system rule level with only "one life", I am afraid that it has been slapped to death long ago.

But from another perspective, if it is a runner-level rule-level, the excellent mobility of the blood feast has long been lost at this time, and it can no longer be deployed on the battlefield that has been "sacred".

"They had a chance to escape."

The desperation of Zhao Yan and Sun Yan, in the final analysis, is because of holding each other back.

At the initial point in time, they let go of each other and even cooperated to escape, and they had the opportunity to escape the city that had begun to fortify.

Both sides regard the opponent as the deadly enemy, and the result of regarding the opponent as the only and greatest threat is that both sides are dragged to death.

".What the hell is this for?"

The one who sighed continuously was a "blood man" in an alley.

"Chi Shengzi" Daozhong, after experiencing death and fanaticism, looked at the Yu people who surrounded him one by one, and suddenly came to his senses.

He had no men left, and everyone fought to the death amidst fanaticism and hatred, and then bit off a piece of flesh from Zhao Yan before dying.

"This is wrong, this is wrong, this is not our blood feast, when will we..."

Daozhong, who woke up from the fright, finally realized that something was wrong.

People in the blood banquet should not be so selfless, and they will not go crazy because of the death of their colleagues. Even if there is sorrow for hurting the same kind, they will not risk their lives.

"...our emotions, something is wrong."

So, before the desperation, he awakened and used the avatar. But this time, in order to escape in front of the rule level, perhaps the one that was left in place was the larger "body".

That pool of blood left the underground pipeline he was familiar with, and managed to escape before the encircling "Holy Light" extended all the way to the ground.

Now, looking at the two colleagues who were still trapped, his anger that could not be calmed disappeared without a trace, and he only felt cold.

"It's not right, it's not right"

Finally, he came to his senses, and inexplicably remembered Zhao Yan's "sophistry".

"Mr. An Nan, no, there is something wrong with An Nan, no! We have only known each other for such a short time, even if we have received his kindness, how can we respect him and trust him so much?"

When people who are confused and deceived finally wake up, they are often surprised at the first moment that they have been deceived by such a "simple" method, and why they ignore such obvious things that are wrong.

". An Nan is also an outsider, he came later than us, he is".

"Hehe, that's right, it's coming for you."

The familiar voice, the way of laughing before opening his mouth, the gentle voice that gave him warmth in the past, this time, let him fall into the ice room.

".Sure enough, the one who should come will not let me go."

"Bloodman" turned around and saw a familiar figure, but what he saw was not that familiar figure...but a human being.

A familiar race, a completely unfamiliar face.

The "hometown people" who thought they would never meet again in this life except for the blood feast fellows.

Daozhong sighed, turned around slowly, with a frustrated face.

In that moment of turning around, the middle-aged face was directly aged, as if it had been a hundred years in an instant.

What was supposed to come still came, and it finally came. This is karma, retribution, fate, or what you deserve.

He shuddered, and finally squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.

"We just want to live a good life, can you let me go? I am willing to give."

"hehe."

But the boy opposite, as if hearing some funny words, laughed outright.

"This joke is hard enough. Hey, Blood Feast, have you asked the 370,000 people in Xiachuan City? Have you asked them if they want to live?"

"Want to live well? Are you worthy?"