I Made the Myth Template

At the end of September, the weather is slightly cooler.

Qingcheng.

On the eve of dawn, Su Heng slowly came to the end of the street, an abandoned and unfinished building.

In the dark, unfinished building.

Su Heng was dressed in black attire, and his solemn face was shrouded in shadows.

Soft and delicate medium-length hair, swaying slightly in the morning breeze.

He stood up straight, his eyes solemn, and he was observing the situation on both sides of the street without moving.

Directly opposite Su Heng.

It's a bustling bar.

Roaring singing and dancing, intoxicating smell of alcohol.

Even across a wide street, it can be clearly distinguished.

Su Heng's personality was rather clandestine, so naturally he would not come to this remote bar at this time for no reason.

As for the reason for the arrival...it was the order conveyed by Qi Xiu.

As a non-staff member of the special department, Su Heng can get a large amount of subsidy every month, and he can browse the internal information of the special department through VPN.

However, to get something, you have to pay.

As a price, at some point, the Special Section issued an order to recruit.

As a non-staff member, Su Heng could not refuse either.

Of course, if forcibly refused. As an idle person, the consequences will not be particularly serious, at most, they will be kicked out by the special department.

but.

Unlocking the fifth template requires up to 30,000 real credits.

Su Heng was still thinking about absorbing real points from the storage vault of the special department, and in addition, a moderate fight would help his physical and mental health.

So, after Qi Xiu gave himself a piece of information about the operation.

After Su Heng thought about it, he agreed.

In this operation, the distribution of special departments in Qingcheng has been paid great attention.

Not only did the person in charge, Qi Xiu, come in person, he also paid the price and recruited many extra-staff powerhouses like Su Heng.

According to the information in the information Qi Xiu gave him.

It is very likely that one of the remaining two great teachers of the Wheel Church will appear in the bar in front of you at this point in time.

call…

to this day.

Su Heng's vitality has gradually increased to the limit of the first life level.

It is one step away from the extraordinary.

In the fusion template state, every increase in Su Heng's vitality would result in an increase of dozens or hundreds of points of vitality.

In the state of fusion template, the powerhouse of the extraordinary realm can be easily killed.

As for the real powerhouses of the third life level, who wins and who loses... I'll have to fight it later.

Confidence comes from strength.

Su Heng was not nervous about this action.

call!

The street was quiet, except for the noise from the bar, there was only a little wind whistling, rolling up a few green and yellow leaves.

The red moon has fallen, and the sun has not yet risen.

during the day.

The coldest, darkest hour has come.

In the bar, it seems that all night's indulgence has caused the cultists inside to be exhausted.

The exciting drum beat slowly subsided.

All sounds are silent.

But this silence only lasted for a few minutes.

Boom!

On the left and right sides of the bar, an astonishing flame dragged the long flame tail, roaring into the bar like a wild dragon.

The glass on both sides made a brittle sound and instantly shattered into pieces.

then.

The roaring fire expanded in the bar, and more than a dozen flames burst out from the broken windows like a fountain.

The whole street is red.

"It's... cruel." Su Heng's expression remained unchanged, but after smelling the **** smell of the burnt corpse.

He still couldn't help but sighed silently.

He spent most of his time in a peaceful and prosperous world with good law and order.

In the end times, some of the values ​​of violent institutions brought a considerable impact to Su Heng.

in this bar.

Although cultists are no longer a minority, there are more common people.

But now, in order for the task to be carried out smoothly. All these civilians have become cult burial objects.

Even before he died, he didn't know why he died.

Of course, Su Heng couldn't judge whether Qi Xiu was right or wrong.

In terms of the ultimate goal, if the cultists do not die, the threat of the exclusion zone may drag the entire city into the abyss of despair, and hundreds or even tens of millions of people will be buried for it.

And the civilians in the bar... say civilians.

But he was still spending the night here, and after a little thought, he knew that these guys were definitely not serious people.

Mostly gang members.

Su Heng was only a little emotional, as his life level increased.

Humanity is gradually fading away.

laugh!

While he was thinking, there was a new change in the bar that the fire tongue had licked.

The two high-explosive howitzers did not completely kill everyone inside.

At this moment.

Figures, like black arrows, shot out from the broken windows on both sides.

Their speed is fast, and the burn marks on their bodies are healing in a way visible to the naked eye.

Among the scorched flesh, wriggling tentacles can be seen.

obviously.

These guys are all heretics.

Moreover, being able to survive the first round of bombing is definitely not weak.

But if the special department doesn't make a move, once you make up your mind to make a move, it will definitely be a heavy attack. At all costs, all possibilities are taken into account.

Bang bang bang!

In the dark corners of the street buildings.

The sound of sniper rifles firing came, and those bullets were extremely powerful.

And in mid-air, the cultists couldn't use their power to change their trajectory, and about one-third of the cultists had not yet landed on the ground.

The body was already under the anti-material bullet, turning into pieces of meat and flying.

As for the other cultists who escaped by chance, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, a large number of figures appeared in front of them.

These tall figures.

There are men and women, young and old, and they are not weak.

They were just like Su Heng.

All are counted as external staff of the special department. The current action can not only kill the cultists who are shouting at everyone to defend their homeland, but also earn a lot of rewards.

Naturally, they were very excited after seeing those deformed cultists.

These awakened ones are not afraid of fear.

On the contrary, they made strange screams, like a hungry tiger seeing a sheep, and they rushed forward to tear the cultists to pieces.

exactly.

Right here at the front of the bar.

There was also a cultist with a chubby figure like a flesh ball flying out of the broken doors and windows.

The next place to settle down was the unfinished building where Su Heng was.

This fat man saw that only Su Heng was headed here, and there were no other helpers on the left and right sides. In the bean-sized eyes, a look of excitement suddenly appeared.

But soon.

This expression was replaced by panic.

Two very different expressions twisted on a fat face, looking rather comical.

laugh!

Su took a step forward.

Raise your hand.

Large golden dragon scales appeared on the arms, the muscles were intertwined, and the thick tendons were like criss-cross chains. At the end of the fingers, black cuticles are spreading wildly, like dragon claws.

Just saw this picture.

It gives people a sense of steel-like inhuman strength.

Boom!

The palm that incorporates part of the power of the monitor lizard slaps it forward.

The giant black palm was enlarged and enlarged in front of Fatty... until it covered the sky and the sun like the top of Mount Tai.

puff!

The fat and oily round face was shot directly into the chest by Juli.

The fist-sized heart, beating wildly, swelled to the limit under pressure until it was full of cracks.

Bang!

Heart burst.

Blood was pouring out like a spring, spraying everywhere.

However, Su Heng didn't care, and stomped **** the unfinished building, dense cracks crisscrossed under his feet.

The whole building was shaking.

Countless gravel dust fell from the dome of the wall.

Sulfone!

The door of the bar was knocked open by Su Heng.

The gate made of solid wood and steel is extremely heavy, like a cannonball.

behind the wooden door.

Two sneaky cultists were trying to slip through the gate.

Before taking two steps, the door that was blown away was crushed to the corner of the wall, crushed in the rubble, and blood flowed out, not knowing whether it was dead or alive.

Su Heng continued to move forward.

Two cultists on the left and right were covered in blood, with burn marks all over their bodies.

Cultists are inherently unstable.

Under the severe pain, they went crazy, roared, picked up the steel knives in their hands, and slashed towards Su Heng's head.

Su Heng's movements were one step faster than them.

Haven't had time to see it yet.

Two broad and powerful palms had already landed on both sides of the cultist's neck.

Hit it hard.

Click!

The two great heads were cracked at the same time, and the red and white brains were everywhere.

After letting go of the two soft corpses, Su Heng continued to move forward.

At this time, in the narrow bar, many experts from the special department rushed into it. The bar that had just been washed by the flames is now a mess, and there are cultists and soldiers from the special department fighting each other.

However, one is the strongest of the three famous divisions.

The other is a cult that everyone shouts and beats and can only live in the gutter.

This war broke out in a deliberate and unintentional situation.

The result is of course needless to say.

On the scene, the soldiers of the special division had already occupied the absolute upper hand, and the cultists were ruthlessly cut down by sharp razors like weeds.

blood is flowing everywhere

Charred and torn corpses lay underfoot.

Bang!

Su Heng paused for a moment, raised his head, and saw Qi Xiu's figure in the box on the second floor.

This guy isn't as laid-back as he was when he first met him.

but…

Wearing a white suit, participating in such an event still gave Su Heng a nondescript feeling.

In the cramped box, Qi Xiu's opponent was a naked man two meters tall.

The eyes of the strong man were burning like **** torches.

Just that kind of spirit, one glance at it, and one knows that this guy is an extraordinary person with quite good strength. Stepping on the knots of muscles all over his body, what is even more frightening is that two arms grow on the back and under the armpits of the strong man.

A total of six arms are under attack at this moment.

In the whole bread box, there are fist shadows everywhere. After two punches, the hard wall was full of cracks.

But no matter how hard the furious cultists attacked, Qi Xiu was like a cat teasing a mouse, dodging with ease.

If we say that the attack of that cultist was a pitch-black storm.

So

Qi Xiu is Haiyan who shuttles through the rainstorm.

Seemingly aware of Su Heng's gaze, Qi Xiu's breath froze slightly, and she stopped dodging.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The crazy six-armed cultist burst into laughter before he could think about it.

Six arms from different directions, grabbing at the same time, will tear this guy alive.

Puff puff puff puff!

Sword light flashed.

Six sturdy arms fell to the ground in unison

The viscous plasma was sprayed out under the high pressure inside the body, and the entire room was dyed blood red.

"this…"

Seeing this, Su Heng's eyes were slightly solemn.

The cultist might not be able to see clearly, but Su Heng saw it.

It wasn't the real sword light that cut the cultist's arm, but the penetrating hand. Under the special force technique, even the flesh and blood of an ordinary person could split pebble bricks.

What's more, Qi Xiu, a powerhouse of the third life level.

Bang!

His six arms fell to the ground at the same time.

The leader of the evil church seemed a little unbelievable, his pupils shrunk into pinpoint shapes.

However, before he could react.

Qi Xiu shot again.

This time, with the palm curled into a fist, the **** protrudes slightly directly, right between the eyebrows.

Click!

A crisp sound.

The cultist's eyes were white, and he lay back on the ground.

"Clap!"

Applause came from Su Heng's hands, "The strength is not bad. I thought that if the heads of the three divisions were all like you, the future of the entire city would be very hopeless."

After getting along with Qi Xiu for a period of time, the two are still in a relationship.

Just kidding.

It doesn't matter.

Qi Xiu rolled her eyes and didn't continue, just kicked the cult leader who was lying on the ground with her feet, frowned slightly, and sighed.

"This guy is not the great teacher of the Wheel Church,"

"Yes."

Su Heng had long anticipated this matter.

A master of the level of a great mentor, Su Heng had played against each other before. If there is really a great teacher here, he will never be subdued so easily.

"Then what should we do now?"

Su Heng glanced at his hand, but he was not too worried. Qi Xiu is responsible for these things.

"Ugh."

Qi Xiu sighed and said bitterly, "Fighting the grass to startle the snake, this operation failed, and if you want to succeed next time, it will not be easy."

"Well, if you have nothing to do, you can withdraw first. Remember to submit the task report after you go back, and I will arrange corresponding contribution points for you."

"That's good."

Su Heng waved his hand, not wanting to stay here any longer.

...

Bought Hu spicy soup and steamed buns and packed them.

When Su Heng returned home, it was just seven o'clock sharp ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The fiery red sun slowly rose from the eastern sky. The weather was clear and the scenery was beautiful.

Unfortunately.

Many lives in this world will never see this scene again.

Put your own breakfast on a plate and bring it to the bedroom.

Enjoy your own breakfast while browsing the news on your computer. After breakfast, he plans to spend time with Willow.

These days.

Most of his energy was on the newly born fourth template.

Little Willow is obviously a little unhappy.

Sometimes, when Su Heng called her, Xiao Liushu had one or the other, and it had to be coaxed.

Just when he thought so.

On the screen, a message in dark red font suddenly popped up, but Su Heng was suddenly sluggish. ·