I give the world destruction and rebirth

Zay Wangchuck wiped his mouth, and the intelligent assistant automatically injected 25 milligrams of sedatives based on his physiological information, making him feel better. This was the first time he saw a corpse blown into pieces, and the air The smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air, and human limbs and fragments of buildings were piled together haphazardly, regardless of high or low.

Under the effect of the sedative, Zay Wangchuck felt as if his mind and body were separated. He desperately wanted to scream out, but the feedback his body gave him was - it's not a big deal, be quiet and don't show off. You look like a coward, your comrades are watching, you are at least as tough as a T-800.

He took a deep breath and decided not to be tortured by the roasted human protein tissue anymore. The smell of digested individual soldier rations in the helmet was more tolerable.

Zay Wangchuk put on his helmet, adjusted the straps, re-intervened in the chain of command, looked at the soldiers who were still in a daze around him, and taught him in a veteran voice: "Put on your damn helmets, Otherwise I will split your shelled heads in half with an axe!"

ax? Why did I think of an axe? Zay Wangchuk was a little confused. He didn't know why. When he looked at the recruit in front of him, the bloody scene of his brain being split open always flashed in his mind, until he saw the recruit put on his helmet properly. Talent feels a little more comfortable.

"Continue to move forward, pay attention to the houses with completed structures on the roadside, and there may be surviving enemies. Stay alert, hear any noise, and ignore what is inside. Shoot first, then throw grenades, and finally check." Zai. Wangchuck repeated it over and over again in the team channel.

The military uniforms on their bodies did not clearly identify who the officers were, but in the IFF identification system, Zay Wangchuk was marked with a blue fluorescent outline in the eyepieces of his team members. Whenever he started to issue orders, a blue fluorescent outline would appear. A translucent shock wave of the same color surges out to ensure that every unit in the squad can notice the order and the commander's position.

This was a very novel experience for Innokenti. To be honest, he felt that the system used by these aborigines was more like playing a game than them.

Innokenti himself is located far away on the other side of this dungeon. He only temporarily controlled one of these aboriginal soldiers. He wanted to experience the war from the aboriginal perspective at close range, so that he could know himself and the enemy and be victorious in every battle.

In fact, for players, the existence of dungeons does not actually provide any substantial benefits. It is more like a kind of compensation for latecomers.

For example, in several other different worlds, when many players came to the other world, the world was already in a state of being conquered, the exciting process of territorial expansion had ended, and the iconic and memorable war had been fought. The whole world is like a piece of kung pao chicken that has been eaten up with all the peanuts, it seems boring.

The dungeon system can restore these famous scenes, allowing latecomers to experience them again.

Of course, the pioneers will often continue to create new dungeons as they develop the different worlds in depth, and enhance existing dungeons. They will also make themed modifications at regular intervals, and will make changes based on the player's experience in the different worlds. Performance in the copy will be graded.

As the first dungeon in this different world, Markarian set this dungeon to be a medium-sized dungeon with a hundred people. Compared with the actual battle of Manakala City at that time, the difficulty of the player side was higher. A bit higher, after all, the total number of players actually active in Manakara City at that time was around six hundred.

It's just that the 600 players acted very laxly on the battlefield at that time, completely ignoring the established route given by Markarian and the Pioneers. During the entire campaign, especially during the siege of the salient, less than a hundred players Five out of five players actually responded to the Blazers' instructions.

But now, these players who come to challenge the dungeon are fighting for themselves. In contrast, their subjective initiative is higher.

Innokenti himself is an example. He not only participated in the real battle of Manakala City not long ago, but he was also one of the five percent of players who participated in the siege of the salient. Unfortunately, it was not until the indigenous army launched a counterattack that they broke through. Even though they couldn't find the passage to the protrusion, they failed to capture the ruins.

Therefore, Innokenti chose to revisit his old place as soon as the Manakara City Battle dungeon was opened. He wanted to know how he failed at that time.

"Okay, boys, now we have to start working alone. Our task is to cover the advance of the No. 6 tank to the port at the southwest corner along this street." Zay Wangchuk issued a new order, A light blue halo centered on him and spread to all sides. Every team member who confirmed receiving the order flashed the same color.

Nexter-35 tank, this is what Innokenti learned about through the controlled Aboriginal soldiers. This name will be displayed on it when he sets his sights on the No. 6 tank.

This is a killing weapon that is more attractive than a gun. Innokenti has never seen such a powerful thing before, but he fell in love with this big toy at first sight.

But considering that his mind control ability can only be used a limited number of times a day, he has not transferred his consciousness to the driver inside for the time being.

Under the command of Zai Wangchuk, Innokenti and the others were arranged about five meters on both sides of the tank in a standard cover formation. Even novices like Innokenti did not have to worry about their own tactical team. His position was marked directly on the tactical eyepiece, and he only needed to move within the highlighted circle.

Why can't the pioneers have a set of fun things like aborigines? Innokenti knocked on his tactical goggles. After a short experience, he was completely addicted to this fool-like guidance.

"Two o'clock direction, 50 meters, height 3, heat source target found!" The prompt from the No. 6 tank appeared in the ears of every soldier. When the weapon end of the tank pointed at the target position, a conspicuous virtual mark had appeared on the target. at.

"Attention, use white phosphorus incendiary bombs!" Another prompt was heard in the ears of all soldiers. Then the vehicle-mounted machine gun completed the switching of ammunition types within two seconds, making the sound of a tearing machine. Hundreds of white phosphorus incendiary bombs immediately destroyed the entire building. The second floor of the building was ignited. As for the heat source target, it was difficult to say whether he was burned to death or torn to pieces by bullets.

Innokenti was amazed at the linkage ability displayed by these soldiers, and even wanted to applaud. The way these aborigines fought proved that they were definitely veterans in this field and had accumulated countless experiences. If these things could be used by them

Oh, and Innokenti was pretty sure that the target they just killed was an aborigine.

"What is this?" Tang Ji looked at the aurora-like curtain wall in front of him, covering a third of the city. When he pushed his hand on it, the other party did not seem to really exist, but a soft The resistance was resolutely blocked as the palm deepened.

"I don't know, I don't have any information." Mikkelsen said with certainty. At least Karcalf and Cathy Walter didn't say anything about this thing: "The only thing that is certain is that this is something made by players. .”

Tang Ji ignited the flame of hatred in his hand, and the gray-white flame burned the curtain wall that was constantly rippling like an aurora, but nothing happened. This thing was obviously not a supernatural creature.

"Stay away." Tang Ji looked back at Wang Zhengdao and Mikkelsen, and stretched his muscles. Wang Zhengdao immediately understood Tang Ji's meaning and took Mikkelsen back one kilometer.

"I guess he plans to shake the earth with his fist?" Wang Zhengdao joked, and he responded with a Mikkelsen-style fake smile.

Tang Ji indeed planned this. He adjusted the distance between himself and the stress point in the wall, took a deep breath, and then punched the curtain wall hard!

The aurora-like curtain wall seemed to have been swept away by a broom of steam, and the strips of light twisted back and forth in an instant, but it was not serious. Instead, a large crack opened in the hardened ground under Tang Ji's feet.

Tang Ji felt as if he had punched into the rapid response gel, and all the power was absorbed.

It's a bit interesting. Tang Ji continued to move back, opening a distance of almost a hundred meters, and bent slightly to assume a sprinting stance. The next second, it was like something exploded where he was standing!

Tang Ji didn't step directly on the road. He directly used the ability of air trampler to create a sonic boom in the air, and flew forward straight into the curtain wall!

Wang Zhengdao barely kept up with Tang Ji's speed. He clearly saw Tang Ji hit the wall with the momentum of a comet hitting the earth!

However, this shocking collision did not have the desired effect. It seemed to exist in another world, and it calmly withstood the full blow of the strongest creature in this world, although the aurora on its surface swayed more crazily and fluctuated. The scope is more exaggerated, but it still stands there without wavering.

Mikkelsen was brought back by Wang Zhengdao, stepped forward and touched the curtain wall itself, and came to a conclusion: "They ate part of our world."

"Who? What did you eat?" Wolfgang, who emerged from the ground, heard what he was interested in and asked casually.

"If you continue like this, I will treat you like a glutton." Mikkelsen kicked the curtain wall hard, and a small circle of ripples spread around the point where Mikkelsen exerted his force.

"I eat much more carefully than that pig." Wolfgang kindly ignored Mikkelsen's offense to him. He had eaten so much recently that he was even visibly fatter. .

For beings like the Seven Deadly Sins, the body is an external extension of their own will. In essence, they cannot gain weight by eating. The reason why Wolfgang gained weight is because his instinctive greedy desire was temporarily gained. Satisfaction, and this satisfaction is expressed in the form of fatness.

The superhumans in the city of Mannheim have now been eaten up by him. No one cares about what happened there, and no one cares about what he did. This undisturbed state makes Wall Fu Gang was very satisfied. Throughout his more than two hundred years of life, he had never enjoyed a situation like this.

Although Wolfgang knew that this was the chaos before the decline of civilization, he was still satisfied with it.

"Fat man, move your fat ass, do something, or get out of the way." Tang Ji planned to try a few more times, if it doesn't work once, then twice, and if it doesn't work twice, then three times. Since this curtain wall uses light and shadow, It shows some kind of force response, which proves that it is not as indestructible as it seems.

"I want to see who is like this." Wolfgang has never suffered such an insult in his long life, but when he turned around, he saw Tang Ji flexing his wrists, with the word "unhappy" written all over his face. The momentum instantly weakened by three points: "Serve the public wholeheartedly and pay attention to efficiency."

Wolfgang, who had obtained the greedy memory of his previous generation, faced Tang Ji, who had obtained the source of his violent power. He was so full of DEBUFFs that he could no longer find any of his previous unruliness.

Wolfgang didn't want to make trouble for himself, and he probably couldn't do anything because he was so angry that the pervert couldn't break through the wall, so he simply took a few steps back, stood with Mickelson, and asked if there were any other cities that were willing. Accept his 'protection'.

After destroying Mannheim, Wolfgang urgently needed a new kitchen.

"My tolerance for you is limited, and so is Tangji. You know very well that you have crossed the line recently." Mikkelsen's voice was a little cold. He was very dissatisfied with Wolfgang's cannibalism. It's not very covert.

After all, Wolfgang still has the title of Allied Forces on his head, but he has so openly given himself the reputation of a cannibal governor. If the ghost does not control the Internet, all unfavorable information has been deleted, and Wolfgang is probably now Gang has already become a well-known Internet celebrity.

Wolfgang smiled and said nothing, just watching Tangji hit the wall.

Except for Anne, all the active Seven Deadly Sins are here. As for Anne herself, she got up from the bed, hesitated for a moment, then retracted back to sleep, obviously fully understanding that the sky was falling and there was a tall person holding it up. sentence.

Tang Ji once again hit the curtain wall hard, causing it to change different colors and lines. It seemed like a useless effort, but Tang Ji never cared about other people's opinions.

Time and time again, Tangji was like a tireless battering ram, constantly hitting the curtain wall and shaking the entire enclosed area.

Inside the dungeon, Innokenti was experiencing the most difficult dungeon in his life.

"At ten o'clock, 620 meters, an active heat source was found in the house on the left. It is impossible to tell whether it is an enemy or a civilian. Do you want to check it out? You guys said it." Before the commander of the No. 6 tank could finish speaking, he suddenly encountered an earthquake. , all the infantrymen swayed!