I give the world destruction and rebirth

"Open the door and be careful with our goods. The big boss said that we can all get a job in the Advent sect after the matter is settled." The gun-wielding mercenary lazily leaned against the carriage and knocked on the door: "Just take the money. Great position for no work!”

"Don't be ridiculous, Captain, I don't want to join any Advent sect. I believe in God." The driver muttered, but was laughed at by others.

"Bullshit God, the Adventist sect pays you. Do you get money if you believe in God?" The mercenary who was sitting in the passenger seat opened the door of the carriage and said, "I think you are He."

An iron hand pulled the mercenary directly into the carriage, and the next second the sound of broken bones was heard in the carriage.

"Damn it! Ronny! Shoot! Shoot!" The mercenary captain knew that he was arresting a ruthless person this time, and was not willing to take the risk of seeing his men's life or death, so he took the lead and opened fire on the carriage.

Several other mercenaries did not hesitate. Hundreds of bullets penetrated the carriage at once. No matter what was inside, they were all dead now.

"Mr. Bishop, it was your security team who was firing." A few hundred meters away, Nicholas, who came with the escort vehicle, heard the sound of firing and used his phone to confirm the situation.

Nicholas, who was sweating, only hesitated for a second before patting the driver on the shoulder; "Go to the airport, my child."

His voice was so weak, and so was his body. His clothes were wet with sweat, and the seat under his butt began to slip.

In the dream just now, the lady was also very interested in her captive. Nicholas had known this for a long time. The lady was interested in all the things that the descendants were interested in, so she notified the other party at short notice.

As expected, the lady was very satisfied with her initiative. When she went to check on the prisoner, she also rewarded herself with a happy dream.

Nicholas is no longer young. Although modern technology can allow him to maintain his masculine appearance, the years are gone as they pass, and some things still feel a little worse.

That lady was different. In the dream, Nicholas could be Schwarzenegger or Stallone. Even if he wished he had a forty-meter-long sword, he could do it. ,

What's more, that lady provided far more joyful dreams than any woman in the world. People like Nicholas felt that it was worth it even if he died in his dreams one day.

But today, the dream of joy turned into a nightmare. Just as Nikolai entered the state, the opponent in the dream suddenly ignited gray flames, and the flames burned from the dream into reality like tarsal maggots.

A stinging pain made him frown. ,

Nicholas didn't know what happened, but the lady suddenly lost her response. There must have been some accident, and it must be related to the prisoner.

But now, gunshots were heard there, and Nicholas no longer wanted to risk his life. There was something wrong with that man. The Adventer was not interested in him just because he was handsome.

Thousands of kilometers away, in an old apartment in a federal border city, a woman who was not decently dressed but pretty was sitting on a chair, staring at her wrist.

There was a burnt black mark on her wrist, which was exactly where Tang Ji had grabbed her in the dream.

"Who are you? Why are those outsiders interested in you?" The woman's fingers scratched the scorch marks. It was not painful, but the touch was like tree bark: "Did the prophet know your specialness in advance? That old woman, It’s so annoying to always be one step ahead.”

She is the master of dreams. Whenever night falls, she can wander in dreams, like a king or a god, and can arbitrarily search for the little secrets hidden in the heart of the dreamer.

But during the day, she is still a marginalized person, relying on compensation and occasional flesh-and-blood business to survive.

Until fourteen months ago, she gradually mastered her abilities at a deeper level. She could change other people's dreams to a certain extent, stimulate their senses, play with their psychology, and even implant her will into their thoughts. .

Although the latter requires a long time of preparation, once she succeeds, she is like a master over her own will to the other party.

Just when she thought she could finally usher in a new life, she discovered the existence of the prophet in a dream.

The woman named Prophet and her Ark organization are secretly searching for traces of her. In her early dream-building behavior, she was not careful enough and left too many traces.

But her profession is the best cover. No one would have thought that a woman who lives in a cheap apartment and sells her sex would be the master of dreams.

The woman carefully hid herself and then monitored the Ark organization through her dreams. Through that organization, she learned many secrets.

But she really wished she wasn't so curious. The existence of players also made her feel stuck in her throat. She followed the Ark organization to find the Adventist sect and the converts, but the players were the only ones she couldn't contact.

Those people never seemed to dream. She could only use her own ability to guide the converts and followers of the Advent sect to observe the players for herself.

Her ability makes her far more efficient than the Ark Organization. Inoa and Nikolai are just one of the chess pieces in her hands, and there are more chess pieces that don't even know that the ideas that occasionally pop up come from her.

The Dream Master believes that if there is enough time, she will be the ultimate winner of this game, but the problem is that there is not enough time. Players will come back in a few months, and more players will appear in the future.

The dream master is very angry. She should have been the king of this era, but the appearance of the player forced her to huddle in the apartment, eat junk fast food, and wait for the opportunity to come.

Tang Ji used the corpse of the dead mercenary as a shield in front of him. He lay flat in the carriage. The corpse and the body armor on the corpse became his best cover. The few bullets with the right angle were also hit by Tang Ji's iron hand. blocked.

But those mercenaries were not fools. As the firepower continued to decrease, Tang Ji judged from the sound of footsteps that they were dividing into two teams, intending to form a V-shaped formation and shoot on both sides of the vehicle at the same time.

These mercenaries have either suffered losses from those with the ability to regenerate flesh and blood, or they have experienced this ability. They have no intention of taking the risk to come in to see the situation.

Soon someone used a hammer to smash a hole in the riddled car, a shock bomb was thrown in, and the next second the hole was blocked with a shield.

Tang Ji suddenly stretched out his iron hand to hold the shock bomb and stuffed it under the body!

BOOM!

Tang Ji only felt the vibration transmitted along the prosthetic limb to his shoulder. The shock made half of his body numb, and the body also shook.

However, the bright light and noise that the shock bomb should have caused were sharply reduced due to the incomplete fragmentation of the projectile. Tang Ji raised his hand and glanced at the prosthetic limb. His fingers and wrist were still able to move flexibly.

"You are really my old buddy!" Tang Ji smiled with satisfaction, pulled out the mercenary's weapon, punched through the carriage above the bomb hole, and grabbed the edge of the explosion shield.

Tang Ji determined the precise position of the shield-holding enemy by relying on the enemy's breathing and curses. He also looked at the style of the body armor worn by the corpse on the ground, adjusted the direction of the muzzle, and fired the bullet into the enemy's invisible body through the carriage. Protective position.

Two, Tang Ji let go of his shield, picked up the body again, sprinted a few steps and knocked out of the truck directly from the door!

After landing, Tang Ji quickly rolled back, twisted on the ground, and rolled under the truck, dodging the enemy's bullets.

When he was in the carriage, he had already determined the enemy's position. He raised his hand and shot the enemy's foot on the right side of the truck. That was their firepower. Only his bullets could penetrate the truck, the corpse, and the body armor. , the greatest threat.

Tang Ji did not immediately kill the mercenary who fell to the ground, but quickly rolled over and crawled out from the other side, picking up the explosion-proof shield just now.

He was half-crouching on the ground, and the explosion-proof shield was tilted at a 45-degree angle to the ground. At this time, the only fireman who could penetrate the shield was lying on the ground. There was only a truck between him and other enemies who wanted to attack. He must again go around the sides.

Tang Ji moved forward steadily, searching for the enemy through the observation window. He first walked around the truck and killed the crawling fireman with one shot. Then he gave up the rifle in his hand and picked up the fireman's light machine gun.

The Sabretooth Tiger squad machine gun produced by Military Technology is another weapon with no features but no shortcomings. It is just like the traditional style of Military Technology and is popular among the public in the arms industry.

The prosthetic limb allowed Tang Ji to easily control the recoil of the saber-toothed tiger and maintain a certain degree of accuracy even when shooting with one hand.

Soon, the mercenary team, which had no more than eleven people in total, abandoned six corpses and drove away from the scene.

Until the end of the entire firefight, no one came out to take a look at the research institute that Nikolai privately invested in to study superhuman beings and was used to imprison Tang Ji.

The research institute disguised as a warehouse is just like a real warehouse. There is no response, only the red light flashing on the monitor hanging above the door.

Tang Ji was cautiously on guard, his intuition told him that it was safe here, but the suddenly quiet environment made Tang Ji feel a bit unreal.

Everything on him had been taken away, and Wang Zhengdao could not be contacted. Tang Ji looked at the silent warehouse door, frowned, fired several shots at the door lock, and shot the camera again.

Tang Ji didn't know what their plan was for transporting him here, but he was here after all. If he didn't go in and take a look, wouldn't it look like the host was not hospitable?

He kicked open the door. There were a lot of materials piled inside. It looked no different from an ordinary warehouse. But in the center of the warehouse, an elevator that was the same color as the wall was hidden and was opening and closing constantly. The body of a guard was stuck in the elevator. Center of the door.

Tang Ji held up his shield, guarding against possible attacks, and approached the elevator. The guard looked like he was asleep, without any external injuries, but he was no longer breathing.

He pushed the body into the elevator. There were only two buttons for the first floor and the negative first floor on the panel. Tang Ji pressed the negative first floor, and the elevator was finally closed and went down quickly.

Tang Ji calculated the time and speed of the elevator going down. The first floor below was about seven or eight meters deep from the ground. Considering the size of the above-ground warehouse, the area of ​​this underground base would not be very large.

Ding!

The elevator door opened, and Tang Ji carefully checked around with his shield and gun. After confirming that there was no one here, he dragged the guard's body out and still laid it in the middle of the elevator door.

After walking through a corridor, Tang Ji finally saw the security personnel who were supposed to 'greet' him in advance. About twenty heavily armed security personnel seemed to have fallen asleep and lost their lives at their respective posts.

Judging from the surrounding layout, Tang Ji guessed that this was a research institute affiliated to the Adventist Sect. Although it was very simple, it had basically all the necessary equipment.

The staff members dressed in blue and white also died violently like the security personnel. Their faces still maintained the expressions they had at the moment before they lost their lives, as if they were completely unaware of the approaching death.

Suddenly a whistle came into Tang Ji's ears, and he immediately moved forward with his shield to look for the sound. The whistle was melodious and pleasant, and the person who made it was obviously in a good mood.

As he got closer and closer to the source of the whistle, Tang Ji also heard the sound of chopping meat, the sound of clinking knives and forks, and the sound of champagne being opened.

It was as if someone was holding a banquet not far away.

Tang Ji pushed open an airtight door. This was obviously a place used for biological experiments. There were more blood stains on the ground. At least eight corpses were dragged in here.

He relaxed his arms slightly to let the blood flow through the tight muscles. Tang Ji thought of a possibility, but he couldn't be sure.

As Tangji turned a corner, he saw Larry Jackman's face.

No, to be precise, it's Wolfgang, it's greed.

"Bonjour!" Wolfgang, wearing a well-fitted suit with a napkin tucked into his collar, raised his glass to Tang Ji: "We meet again, please sit down!"

Tang Ji clenched the weapon in his hand. He knew that bullets could not harm Wolfgang. He had already verified it before, and who knew what abilities Wolfgang had now.

In this era when the number of superhumans is growing rapidly, Wolfgang is like a mouse that fell into a honeypot, able to eat even while lying down.

Just like now.

Tangji saw a whole team serving Wolfgang. The doctor was decomposing the body on the operating table, and the chef in a white hat set up a grill and baked food on the spot.

If it weren't for the bound prisoners struggling beside them, the whole scene could even be called harmonious.

"Did you kill the people here?" Tang Ji took a step back. He knew very well that he was unable to fight against Wolfgang.

"Of course, skills satisfy my appetite and can cause some trouble for the players, so why not do it." Wolfgang looked at the food on the plate happily: "It's a pity that these are all mine." The superhuman beings artificially created by blood all taste the same and a bit boring."

"And it always reminds me of that fat man's face from Gluttony. It's so unappetizing. Fortunately, there are two natural superhumans here." Wolfgang licked his lips: "I have to save them until the end!"