I give the world destruction and rebirth

Wang Zhengdao even had time to finish a cup of coffee in Tang Ji's living room. Of course he knew that there was someone beside him who was informing the pioneer forces.

But these people are either important figures in government agencies, or they are simply intelligence brokers who have no idea who they are working for.

Unless he planned to be like Mikkelsen, who didn't mind killing people at all, otherwise he could only endure this situation silently.

The reason why the European Union is willing to give the green light to the Ark Organization is mainly because they have a very good external image and can be called a neutral and good camp among superhuman forces.

On the opposite side, the pioneer forces and naturalized forces naturally occupy the chaotic evil side, while the Corporate Joint Investigation Office represented by Mikkelsen is assigned to the lawful evil camp.

As for Tang Ji, Wang Zhengdao, a serious DND enthusiast, generally regards him as a chaotic neutral player. Of course, if Tang Ji is regarded as an independent force, it is not wrong to say that he is lawful neutral.

After all, as the strongest person currently known to human forces, Tang Ji himself represents a force that cannot be ignored.

"Mikkelsen asked me to stay with you, waiting for his signal, and be ready to space jump to the Antarctic at any time." Wang Zhengdao drank hot coffee to save calories and flipped through his phone: "Can you find me some cold-proof clothing? I might freeze to death in this suit."

The team members reviewed each other's physiques, and it was Tony who finally shared his spare winter combat uniform with Wang Zhengdao.

This winter combat uniform with built-in electric heating and the dragon scale armor protection system are from the same manufacturer and have always been known for being expensive and reliable. The price of each set is basically more than 50,000 federal coins.

"I've always been curious about what kind of person Gluttony is. As one of the Seven Deadly Sins, he was too honest to stay with the Trail Blazers." Wang Zhengdao quickly put on a gray-white winter suit and selected it from Tang Ji's arsenal. After picking and choosing, I selected a Shingen smart submachine gun.

Since Miwako arrived, weapons from Arasaka Military Industries have become a new choice for team members. Miwako has a way to get almost all weapons from Arasaka Military Industries, including those experimental ones, at prices far below cost.

For example, this smart submachine gun, internally codenamed Shingen, is even smaller than some large ordinary submachine guns.

But it integrates a series of technical equipment such as enemy detection radar, bullet tracking, automatic loading system, and holographic eyepiece, which is incredibly exquisite.

Of course, its price can be seen from the micro-engraved signature on the handle, which reads in neon: Forget Me Not.

This gun can fire 270 bullets per minute, with each bullet worth an average of 75 federal coins. More importantly, in order to use its full capabilities, the user must be equipped with the matching Arasaka Group military chip.

Miwako snatched the bankrupt artifact and stuffed it into her backpack. She picked out a Shigure submachine gun and gave it to him: "You should use this gun. That gun is of commemorative significance to me."

Miwako has great respect for this superhuman who once rescued her from the devil's cave with Tang Ji. In her eyes, this powerful person who can travel between two countries in an instant is more worthy of respect than her own leader who kills people and sets fire every day.

At the same time, information from Mikkelsen was constantly being passed on, and Martin was preparing more explosives and flamethrower fuel according to new requirements.

Ethan was adjusting a microwave signal locator based on the guidance of another Mikkelsen. An air strike team consisting of two F-48s had already taken off. Ethan needed to use this thing in his hand to guide the bombing point.

And Tang Ji brought the one hundred rounds of special bullets containing radioactive materials and wore them on his body. According to Mikkelsen, Gluttony is now a huge mass of flesh with no humanoid shape. It is not yet certain whether Also has human consciousness.

This news caused some pressure on Tangji. As a member of the Seven Deadly Sins, Gluttony was as tempted by instinct as he was.

The other party has obviously completely succumbed to the desire represented by the concept of gluttony, and transformed into a true gluttony form.

Is that why he was promoted so quickly? Tang Ji couldn't be sure of this possibility, but he had seen the final result of succumbing to one's nature.

Greed also tried hard to fight against his instinct, but he failed. Tang Ji didn't know what his future would be. He was worried that his future would really turn into what the prophet had seen. A complete madman who only knew about killing.

The crisp collision sound of bullets being loaded into the magazine relieved Tang Ji's worries to a certain extent. He immediately closed the special sealed ammunition box and inserted the prelude back into his holster.

After putting on the dragon scale armor, putting on the tactical helmet, and adding [reinforcement] effects to the team members' armor one by one, Tang Ji completed all the pre-war preparations in an orderly manner.

Everyone carried an extra box full of heavy firepower for Martin to deal with those difficult enemies. Wang Zhengdao was carefully calculating the load and considering how many times he would need to carry all these people over.

"Right now, the precise coordinates and environment sketch have been sent to your email." Mikkelsen's voice finally appeared on Wang Zhengdao's mobile phone: "Pay attention to the transmission accuracy, don't send people directly into the belly of gluttony."

"Confirm the target for the last time!" Tang Ji stood in front of Wang Zhengdao: "The troops are divided into two groups, I want both Gluttony and the warehouse!"

Mikkelsen No. 1 was finally discovered by a short tentacle, but to his surprise, these tentacles growing on Gluttony actually had independent consciousness!

This tentacle, which is only two meters long and looks not much thicker than a human wrist, actually intends to eat alone, without any other tentacles realizing that there is delicious food around it!

"A new discovery, are you a parasite, or the subconscious mind of gluttony?" Mikkelsen No. 1 took out a dagger and confronted the tentacle in the air.

On the upper platform, other Mikkelsens were struggling to resist the attacks from the tentacles. The chain saw worked wonders in Mikkelsen's hands, waving the tentacles left and right, sawing bloody flesh.

When a person completely overcomes the fear of alien species, the tool-using characteristics of the terrifying erectus are fully exerted.

Mikkelsen here does not have any supernatural abilities, but his cooperation is so tacit that his tentacles cannot break through the defense line composed of two shields.

The next second, four figures in gray-white tactical uniforms suddenly appeared on the metal platform. One of them disappeared again in an instant, leaving only three people.

Tang Ji, Martin, and Soult have already appeared in the Antarctic base.

"This place is so cold! What the hell!" Martin, who had not yet recovered from the aftereffects of a long-distance space jump, subconsciously closed his hands and hugged a thick tentacle!

The end of the tentacle suddenly split open, and the fine fangs and slender fins swept back and forth, streaking streaks of mucus on Martin's tactical eyepiece.

If Martin and his equipment hadn't carried enough weight, he would have lost the ability to resist like the previous volunteers who were thrown into the sky.

As if he was wrestling with a python, Martin kept exerting force with his hands, pulling the tentacles away from him bit by bit.

Uh-huh!

The tentacle was split in half by Tang Ji's knife, and the injured rear half quickly retracted into the dark abyss, leaving only the front half still ferociously exerting force under Martin's control, trying to pounce on his face.

Surte was like a whirlwind, sweeping across the entire metal platform in an instant, using the forearm-long saber in his hand to cut off all the raging tentacle monsters.

"Gluttony is down there. There are guards behind the door, and there is also a railway leading to the location." Mikkelsen 2 immediately began to introduce the situation: "I will be responsible for opening this door in a while. You need to use the most powerful method to open the door." Go through the passage quickly and look for the body warehouse."

When talking about the fastest speed, Mikkelsen's eyes were fixed on Soult.

He had always regretted that he did not have a simple and powerful ability user like Surte. Among the superhuman clones he occupied, there were few superhumans with such strength. He deeply regretted this.

Soult felt uncomfortable when Mikkelsen saw him, and he went to the lower platform in an instant to clean up the tentacles.

Martin threw away the active end of the tentacle in his hand, ran to the lower platform carrying a huge box, and took out a huge searchlight from inside.

Bang!

The entire abyss was illuminated, and Mikkelsen and Tanguy were finally able to see the true face of Gluttony.

Red and purple flesh filled the entire abyss, and a 'big mouth' about five meters in diameter opened in the center of the mass of flesh.

The densely packed tentacles were like repellents on carrion, spread all over the surface of the meat, and snakes danced wildly under the bright light.

Tang Ji took out a lighting rod, folded it hard and threw it down, and it fell into the huge mouth of the abyss. The light continued to fall down to a height of more than ten meters and suddenly disappeared.

Gluttony at this time is like a bobbit bug so thick that it clogs the sewer, growing upward little by little with every meal.

Mikkelsen No. 1, holding a small tentacle in his hand, waved to Tang Ji at the bottom of the pit, and casually threw the tentacle into the mouth of the abyss.

Wang Zhengdao appeared again, bringing three more team members, this time Anthony, Saint, and Tony.

"Damn it, what did I see!" Tony leaned half of his body out of the guardrail and shouted exaggeratedly. He thought his life was already science fiction enough, but he didn't expect that now it started to become fantasy.

Anthony took out the rope he had prepared in advance and went down it, allowing Mikkelsen No. 1 to climb up and away from the lump of flesh and blood.

The saint held a compound bow in his hand, and nailed the tentacles that had found prey and planned to attack to Gluttony's body or the wall, causing Gluttony's entire body to tremble.

The pioneers were worried about Gluttony's awakening, but Tang Ji and the others didn't care.

According to the original plan, if Gluttony still maintains the ability to communicate, they will find a way to rescue this 'fat boy' after consensus and escape from the clutches of the Trail Blazers.

But now it seems that it has evolved into a monster without the ability to think.

Mikkelsen No. 1 searched for a long time, but could not find any other facial features except the mouthparts. There was no nose, no ears, and no eyes.

They were either buried deeper in the abyss, covered in layers of fat, or they were simply eliminated during evolution.

After all, Gluttony lives in a straight cave where food is poured in from above. It is dark and quiet here, and there is no need for him to hunt independently.

If Gluttony chose to remove his eyes and ears in this environment, and evolved a more efficient respiratory system to support his huge body, Tang Ji would not be surprised at all.

Under the cover of the team members, Mikkelsen quickly cleaned all the mechanical equipment that needed to be cleaned, and then Martin turned off the searchlight.

"I will open the door in three minutes. Your people will be responsible for clearing the guards behind the door, and then continue to move forward along the railway to find a passage to the body warehouse." Mikkelsen said to Tangji: "I will stay Several people join you in trying to call out the personality of Gluttony.”

"Are you sure that thing still has a sense of personality?" The saint frowned and crossed himself on his forehead: "That is the incarnation of the devil!"

Mikkelsen didn't want to argue with a fanatic who even needed to look up the Bible in a dictionary, and continued: "If conventional means cannot awaken his sense of personality, you need to try with your fire. If all methods prove ineffective, I will leave a clone behind and guide the missiles to attack him."

"What if the missile can't kill him?" Tang Ji looked at the darkness below and asked in a dull tone.

"Then I can only ask Wang to run a few more times and bring back enough strong acid liquid." Mikkelsen also looked down, feeling a lot.

Unexpectedly, gluttony, one of the seven deadly sins, has fallen to such an extent.

Three minutes passed quickly. At this time, the F-48 had entered the Antarctic Circle and the missile had entered the range.

Tangji's team members lined up on both sides of the airtight door, watching Mikkelsen knocking on the door with an iron rod: "Open the door! We are still alive!"

After a short wait, the airtight door slowly opened. The officer and the priest stood together with smiles on their faces, obviously feeling lucky that these volunteers could complete their mission.

The former is happy that they don't have to send their own people to die, while the latter believes that these people have demonstrated the superiority of their Advent sect in front of the converts.

The guards at the door also had smiles on their faces, and they were not jealous of the triumphant heroes.

But they stopped laughing the next second. Four shock bombs were thrown in and exploded in mid-air, making everyone's eyes white and their ears roaring.

Surte rushed through the gap in the air-tight door in one sprint, ignoring the guards on both sides, and disappeared at the end of the passage in an instant.

"Close the door! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The officer was the first to react and the first to die.

The saint killed him with one shot, followed by the priest himself, and then the guards on both sides. The battle lasted only six seconds, and all twenty-nine guards were killed.