Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

It's now!

Wu Heng's eyes sharpened, and he raised his right hand slightly. The whole army's attention was focused on his right hand.

Uh-huh! Wu Heng swung his right hand forward fiercely!

"fire!"

He uttered two words coldly.

"Da da da--!"

"Boom! Boom--!"

In an instant, the roar of the cannonballs resounded through the sky and became more intense. The roar seemed to tear the air apart, making many priests feel suffocated.

"God!"

Weeping in agony, they charged towards the soldiers and were fired upon by machine guns.

"Fight for God, and I will be reborn in the Kingdom of God!"

The chief priest vomited blood and finished his last words while lying on the ground.

A powerful shock wave spread in all directions, tearing apart the Ganges River and exposing its bed.

A shrill and sickening scream sounded from Hastur's lair, and was instantly buried in the blazing flames.

Planes rumbled over one after another, spraying bombs on the ground. With the dazzling light, continuous bombs and incendiary bombs plowed the ground over and over again.

Ta Yin continuously sent a series of messages to Wu Heng:

[Complete plot mission 2: Kill the Son of God, gain 3,000 survival points, and increase exploration and plot scores]

[Complete all plot tasks and you can choose to return early]

[Kill additional Son of God and gain 3000 survival points]

[Kill additional Son of God and gain 3000 survival points]

A series of prompts were transmitted to Wu Heng.

Roar! A 20-meter-tall charred figure, his body blazing with flames, stood up from the Ganges and roared to pounce on the army.

This is Hastur, who has severed contact with the lair and lost the ability to regenerate, but has also unlocked his strength. He is worthy of the title of the eldest son of God.

But there were so many troops along the coast that it didn't even know which direction to pounce on first.

A wave of aircraft bombings struck again, knocking it down into a mud pit.

Wu Heng felt the reminder from the tower seal and felt relieved. As expected, these sons of gods did not have the ability to be resurrected and could be killed.

He stood quietly on the roof of the car, admiring the fireworks.

Hastur, listen to this iron gospel!

The shells kept bombing for half an hour, and Wu Heng's tower seal finally sent out a message again.

[Kill additional Son of God and gain 3000 survival points]

Wu Heng understood that Hastur was completely dead and gave the order to stop the attack.

The artillery fire stopped, but the thick smoke on the battlefield refused to dissipate, as if there was still some unfinished business.

Wu Heng came to the Ganges River. The entire river was rotten and the ground was covered with black muddy water.

He put his hand into the dirty water and activated his ability to absorb it. A stream of cold energy flowed into his body from the ground, and the black water on the ground turned a little clearer.

Wu Heng accelerated to absorb the remaining black water mixed with the blood of the Son of God. He felt as refreshed as if he had entered an air-conditioned room on a hot summer day and eaten ten ice cream sticks.

His spirit has been strengthened, and he can even close his eyes to observe the surrounding situation.

He also felt that he had a general ability to control his emotions and could control his joys and sorrows.

After pinching his fists, his physical fitness improved by more than half.

The most obvious change was that he felt that his skin had become very tough. Even if a bullet hit his body, it would probably only scratch the surface of the skin, instead of making holes one after another like before.

Wu Heng took out the goddess's money bag and used his newly enhanced perception to probe into it.

This time he easily broke through the water waves under the gold coin space and entered the deep space of the money bag.

There was darkness in this space, which seemed to be absorbing some energy from the outside air. He guessed wrongly. The gold coins were not derived from the space inside, but from the water waves.

These are not the important points. The important point is that this deep space is very large, very large. It is about 1,000,000 cubic meters, which means the length, width and height are all 100 meters.

There are about 5 liters of blood in the body of a strong adult, and one cubic meter can hold one thousand liters. In other words, it would take 200 million strong middle-aged people to fill this one million cubic meters.

The moment Wu Heng entered consciousness, he felt that Qiangang had recognized him as his master. Unless he died, only he could open the deep space.

But at the same time, the information from the money bag also made Wu Heng a little disappointed. The space was large, but the opening was only about one meter, so it couldn't fit anything too big.

Otherwise, he really wants to get a black box and put the remote control inside.

But Wu Heng was already very satisfied. He decided to change the name of the goddess's money bag to the life box.

If the phylactery is filled with blood, wouldn't it be possible to imitate the Styx in the myths and legends of previous lives and shout:

If the life box is not dry, Wu Heng will not die!

Wu Heng raised his head and looked at the mess around him. A dry bone was dissipating. Feeling the goddess's money bag, also known as the life box, in his hand, he couldn't help but feel proud:

‘The wealth of the goddess and even the life of the greedy god are mine. ’

‘I am greedy! ’

The only pity is that there are too few sons of gods, only eleven.

With the strength of two armored divisions at their service, the 160 million Sons of God could not even gather together a company, which shows how much water there is in 160 million.

Wu Heng turned around and informed the troops to withdraw. In such a fierce battle, Hasta died again.

Even if the other Sons of God wake up, they probably won't dare to come again, and any further waiting will be in vain.

"You sinner, devil!"

"You will fall into hell and suffer in the fire of hell forever!"

"God, I will never forgive you...!"

A priest who was shot in the abdomen and was still alive stared at Wu Heng with resentful eyes and gritted his teeth.

"Hellfire?"

"Your imagination is too limited!"

Wu Heng glanced at the priest lightly.

"Look back."

"The blood of your god has been shed!"

The wounded priest froze upon hearing this.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and crawled hard towards the direction of Shen Yun. He climbed to a puddle with black spots before kissing the soil and closing his eyes.

"God--!"

With a final cry of sorrow, he wanted to coexist with God.

Naturally not all of these priests were so pious.

About half of the people rebelled against the army when they discovered that they were blaspheming God. In times of war, no one would feel pity.

The other half of the priests who escaped were alive and well except for a few who were scratched by stray bullets.

In order to invite them to host the sacrifice, Wu Heng gave each of them 10 gold coins, which was enough to provide enough food and clothing for three years in Puna.

Wu Heng looked at the Ganges River that had returned to calm. He felt a little pity for the blood washed away by the current. The range of blood he could absorb was limited and he had to touch it.

In order to attract the sleeping Son of God and let the water carry the scent of the nest, he did not dare to block the river.

After thinking about it, Wu Heng decided to take a boat to the next section of the Ganges River to try to see if he could block the water flow and how much he could draw.

He doesn't like to waste things and often eats every grain of rice in the bowl.

Anyway, with the guarantee of teleporting away at any time, it doesn't matter if he encounters the awakened Son of God.

At this time, a white straight-wing aircraft landed on the Ganges River from mid-air, gliding along the water towards the army.

This is Eagle Country's S.5A seaplane.

Wu Heng felt a hot and disgusting smell from the plane.

Just an hour ago, Wu Heng contacted Governor Dai Lun to mobilize the Royal Air Force.

Darren also submitted an application to the domestic parliament at the same time, stating that the situation was urgent and had no choice but to do so.

As long as he submitted it in time and he and Commander-in-Chief Camille worked together to make a detour, the matter wouldn't be too serious.

When the domestic parliament received the application and was about to approve it, the Pope of the Eagle Glen Protestant Church contacted the parliament and said that he noticed something was wrong with the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force. He might be contaminated with evil and needed to verify it.

The parliament was shocked and hurriedly rejected the application, but it was already too late.

We could only quickly dispatch a special plane, carrying Cardinal Aslan Webster and the Holy See's divine accessory 'Angel Feather', flying towards Poona, intending to purify Camille.

I'm going to sleep first!