I give the world destruction and rebirth

Tang Ji opened the relic library he had just updated, glanced at the ability called [Mr. Perfect Muscle], and silently closed the relic library page.

Not every awakened superhuman ability is so practical. At least for Tang Ji, this ability is almost meaningless.

At this time, his body was filled with inexplicable power. This power did not come directly from his muscles, but was an additional bonus brought by the embodied anger in a sense.

The rage at the LV2 stage has not yet fully revealed itself, at least the page of that fool's system is still filled with all kinds of erroneous data.

Maybe it doesn't directly obtain information about the ability of rage, but gives a digitized result based on the final result?

Tang Ji's thinking did not last long. He looked at the drones in the sky surrounding him to take pictures, but his communication system remained dead silent.

Obviously, the Trailblazer's Sword of Damoryus only cut off the electronic signals related to him and did not affect other drones.

Tang Ji was keenly aware that the other party seemed to want to spread what happened here. He looked back at the Eiffel Tower, which looked like a torch, and realized that it was him who had opened a new page in the era.

But Tang Ji has no regrets. Instead of waiting for the warm water to boil the frog, it is better to lift the table now and show everything to the world.

The prophet cannot directly show the world what he sees, but he can!

The giant gray-black flame tower and the flame demon standing in front of the tower had just demonstrated his cruelty, and the whole of Paris fell silent.

Everyone realizes that this is not a joke, nor is it a movie. Losas is really going to end it with the law enforcer Don here!

And Tang Ji is by no means a lamb to be slaughtered, he is a man-eating demon, guarding his sacrificial site waiting for the arrival of fresh sacrifices!

This also means that what they said before about nuclear bombs is most likely true!

More civilians began to take to the streets with their families and prepare to leave the city. No one wanted to bet on the yield and specific location of the nuclear bomb.

Well, that’s a bit too absolute to say. At least the Gaul Commander himself showed bravery and fearlessness at this time. He vowed to live and die with Paris!

Compared with the chaotic Paris citizens, the frontline reporters around the Champ de Mars felt that they had a lucky break today. They might have a chance to win the Albert London Prize, the Pulitzer Prize, or the Dutch Open Prize!

What they captured was something that other colleagues would never have the chance to experience in this life!

The burning Eiffel Tower! The ferocious ghost face hanging high above it! Every microexpression of that thing is an anchor for supernatural power to shake the foundation of the world!

However, Tang Ji's appearance is somewhat unsatisfactory. With the increasing number of superhumans, this kind of appearance that is on fire is no longer news.

But fortunately, Enforcer Tang himself is a very newsworthy subject, and the special color of the flames matches his words and deeds very well, which is enough to take some impactful photos.

Don’t doubt the courage of these reporters. Not only did they have the courage to fly the drone less than 20 centimeters in front of Tang Ji to chase him and shoot him, but some also dared to climb over the fence and rush to a position 20 meters away from Tang Ji. Press the shutter hard.

Not only that, they also photographed a true superhuman duel. Although superhumans are everywhere now, and superhumans are arrested every day for abusing their abilities and affecting public order, this battle in the Champ de Mars is completely different. a property.

The Gauls called the Champ de Mars a duel that finally matched their name. Whether they were admirers of Losas or fans of Law Enforcer Don, they were all satisfied with this 360-degree live broadcast. .

Although Tang Ji's final act of torture forced half of the media to blur the scene, considering Tang Ji's previous reputation, no one was surprised except for a few human rights organizations that expressed their opinions tactfully. .

As time passed by, Faqi Parker even received a will projection from a psychic superhuman. Aslan almost flew into a rage and asked him to immediately cooperate with a superhuman from the Advent sect on the scene to delay Tangji.

But Faqi Parker persisted. He sank himself fifteen meters underground, which was the limit of his ability, and then sat down in the well to look at the sky.

As soon as Tang Ji moved, Faqi Parker immediately moved without stopping at all.

Jose Barros also stood still, but the bad news is that the Atonement team has recently arrived in Paris. Although the sect's top leaders did not ask him, a 'civilian' staff, to go with the team to face death, they ordered him to organize a group of ' Loyal' cannon fodder mission.

But Jose just wants to leave Paris now, as far away from Tanguy as possible. As a speculator in the Advent sect who does not have a firm belief, he has just witnessed the death of an Advent and the cowardly behavior of another Advent.

This was a huge blow to Jose's already impure faith, and he suddenly realized that the descendants might not be as indestructible as they said.

Maybe they are indeed difficult to kill, but many of their behaviors are the same as humans. They can also be angry and fearful.

Many believers in the Advent sect believe that the Advent is an angel. However, the demon in the square has just swallowed an angel as a sacrifice and is sticking out its tongue greedily for more.

At this time, the devil in Jose's mouth was indeed craving for more. He stared at the ground, the anger in his heart not weakened by the death of the sacrifice.

not enough!

Far from enough!

However, there was nothing he could do about the other sacrifice so close to him. He could only vaguely sense that the other sacrifice was hiding somewhere underground.

There was not even a trace of anger in the other party's heart. Although Tang Ji tortured his companions, the cowardly soul hiding underground remained intact.

He can ignite the entire Eiffel Tower, but he cannot use the flame of hatred to turn into a shovel, dig up the entire Champ de Mars, and dig out the old man.

Fortunately, new sacrifices have fallen from the sky

"Do you think we are safe here?" The saint looked around cautiously through the car window. He, Marcin, and the unconscious Wang Zhengdao seemed like little mice forgotten in the corner of the spotlight.

Although this car was still owned by Tanguy in the center of the Champ de Mars, not far from the Eiffel Tower, it seemed that the whole world had not noticed their existence.

"Be careful, don't get discovered!" Marcin looked at the saint nervously, fearing that the other party would move too much and cause the truck to shake and be noticed.

"If those descendants find us in the car, they will definitely not mind spending some time to kill us first!" Marcin glanced at Wang Zhengdao, who was still sleeping soundly: "This is an important goal no less important than Tang Ji. !”

"What the hell, are we just hiding here and watching?" The saint's tone was a little impatient, but his movements were equally cautious.

He knew very well that Tang Ji was in some abnormal state now. Compared with the mature and steady captain in the past, Tang Ji was now like a ball of flame, dangerous and persistent.

If Anthony were here, he would have given Tangji a shot of sedative to calm down, but the saint was different. He grew up in the church, and the only book he had access to was the Bible.

At his core, he is a mental patient with a unique understanding of religion and a very flexible moral level.

"What can you do if you go? Can you help pick up the body?" Marcin leaned against the inner wall of the carriage, keeping the balance on the left and right of Wang Zhengdao, even speaking carefully: "Don't make trouble! Don't forget There is still a wounded person here!"

"I am also a super human!" the saint emphasized his identity, the dagger in his hand flying up and down like a butterfly piercing a flower.

Marcin rolled his eyes, can superhumans and metahumans be the same? The big devil outside is at the level of the Seven Deadly Sins. In terms of seats in the United Nations, he is on the level of the Three Permanent Members!

As for you, you are probably a Zimbabwean. Marcin looked at the saint's face with tattoos and made a rational decision to irritate the other party less.

"After today, the world is going to change." Marcin looked at the burning Eiffel Tower so close at hand, his eyes a little blurry.

He still remembered that when he first awakened, supernatural abilities and superhumanity were still quite secretive concepts, and the awakened people cautiously tested them through various channels.

No one knows whether the person he is contacting is an awakened person like himself or a curious person who does not know good and evil. He is like a wizard in the dark ages, looking at the outside world through the small window in the basement and choosing his own carefully. ally.

But times have changed after all, and the changes have been so rapid. Marcin felt as if he was immersed in the excitement of using his ability for the first time one second, and the next second he was in this land full of evil fire.

The superhuman beings in the sky are like dandelion seeds, cheap and fragile.

It was a superhuman armed force belonging to the European Union's naturalized people, the 'New Order' team, with as many as one hundred and fifty people, nearly half of whom were naturally awakened superhumans, and the other half were shaped from the blood of greed. Super soldier.

This was the naturalized person's new sacrifice to the rage. Tang Ji looked up at the sky, and the huge transport plane cast a shadow on the Champ de Mars.

The metal giant that passed by at low altitude was a C-400M Winter Bear transport aircraft manufactured by United Airlines. It weighed nearly two hundred tons and could drop two hundred fully armed soldiers at one time.

Such as now

"We saw an unidentified transport plane that just airdropped nearly a hundred armed soldiers over the Champ de Mars." The frontline reporter quickly sent back the news, pointing to the transport plane in the sky and telling lies.

The side of the plane was clearly printed with a logo that was different from the Gallic flag. It was the logo of Galileo Aerospace and Defense Group - GADS.

It contracts 70% of the European Union's air defense business, but does not include Gaul. However, reporters can only pretend not to see those four conspicuous letters.

Even the Commander-in-Chief of Gaul himself could only politely call the GADS External Liaison Office and ask why your big plane just flew over my head.

The answer from the other party is also very simple. There is no such thing. It's just that a large transport plane of ours was hijacked by the Losas organization earlier. A formal notice will be sent to you later.

Only the commander-in-chief and the military representative were left looking at each other, their faces almost the same color as the army's camouflage green.

Tang Ji looked at the parachutes in the sky, glanced at the weapon box left by Hamed, and pulled out a big thing that looked like a rifle, but with a caliber of 12 mm, just like hunting a turkey. Twenty rounds of 'bullets' were emptied from the magazine.

With a hit rate of 95%, Tang Ji believes that those innocent souls who were too late to land will definitely make the European Union's naturalized people realize the importance of rapid response gel to airborne troops.

A total of one hundred and thirteen superhumans landed safely, unarmed, watching eagerly, and at the same time full of confidence, because they only had one opponent.

As sacrifices, they were unqualified, but as enemies, these people were even more hateful than the players. Tang Ji had no mercy and appeared in front of an airborne soldier just after he landed and before he could break free from the shackles of the parachute rope!

The scarlet red eyes reflected the victim's face. He didn't even have a chance to show off his abilities or pull the trigger, before his neck was broken and his body was discarded casually.

The prophet once said that among all the seven deadly sins, rage is the most terrifying one because it has no fixed territory and is like a moving natural disaster, accompanied by death that never stops lashing the entire world on the surface of the planet.

Maybe it was because of the concern about his responsibility thousands of miles away, deep under the sea, or maybe because of the pressure from players coming from across the world, Tang Ji did not fall into that eternal rage.

But even so, he is still one of the most dangerous individuals in the world. When he runs, the gray-black flames of hatred are stretched like a battle flag.

Those superhumans who have not awakened the ability to respond quickly can only pray that they are not his target when facing Tang Ji.

Countless bullets fell on Tang Ji, but Tang Ji's performance made them despair. They had no idea that before they landed, someone had already proved with their lives that small-caliber weapons were completely unable to threaten this monster.

A superhuman wearing a huge helmet turned on the switch of the helmet under the cover of his companions, and a beam as thick as a fist shot straight at Tangji!

But Tang Ji's charging speed was too fast, and the beam maintainer could only turn his head and try to catch up with the target with his sight.

The beam of light covered at least one kilometer, leaving a deep scratch on the building outside the Champ de Mars, almost melting through the wall.

The reporters and residents who were hiding inside and taking pictures carefully looked at the red walls and fled in horror, refusing to watch the excitement anymore.

Two superhuman soldiers with strong self-control and solid defense blocked Tang Ji's way with their shields. One of them was kicked away by Tang Ji, but the other one successfully withstood Tang Ji and let the light beam The maintainer 'saw' Tangji!

The powerful beam of light shone on Tang Ji, intertwined with the gray-black flames, and reflected brilliant light.

Then there was nothing more. Tang Ji broke the neck of the person blocking the way. He didn't care about the blow of this scorching sight. He walked 20 meters in front of the beam keeper despite the sight and shot him with one shot. Blast that huge helmet.

Bullets, beams, poisonous mist, fire, and ice all piled up on the Champ de Mars, allowing the whole world to witness what superhumanity is.

And, the cruelty of enforcer Tang.

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