Typhoon Apocalypse: I Possess a 100% Hit Rate

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《Typhoon Apocalypse: I Possess a 100% Hit Rate》

【System + Upgrade + Apocalypse + Psionic Ability + Migration + Leader】

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Chapter 457 A Good Character of Holding a Grudge

Where lightning strikes, the air is instantly ionized, and the rain vaporizes the moment it touches the electric arc.

Thunder rumbled continuously in the clouds, and countless thunder dragons surged and swam across the sky.

The blue lightning bolt dragged along billions of thunder dragons of all sizes in the clouds, like a divine thunder spear of judgment, shooting towards the horizon!

The entire power system in Yangcheng was paralyzed instantly, and only gradually returned to normal after a short while.

Li Yang watched Li Yu's godlike demeanor, oblivious to the fact that his folding fan was being crushed in his hand, his eyes filled with shock and awe.

......

Seventy miles away, Yangshi Cliff.

In the pouring rain, Zhou Xuanzheng relentlessly urged the military troops onward:

"Faster, faster!"

Zhou Xuan knew that the mission had failed and that he was definitely not going to survive.

He's now only thinking about dragging Li Yu and Lu Fan down with him. Since he's going to die anyway, they shouldn't have an easy time either.

The military personnel were marching rapidly when a scout suddenly went berserk, rushing out of the ranks and shouting wildly, laughing and screaming:

"Death energy!"

The scout randomly pointed to one person:

"Your head is also filled with death energy."

"Hahaha, it's all death energy!"

When the scouts arrived to compete for the dragon vein, they didn't see so much death energy above everyone's heads.

But at this moment, the reconnaissance soldier was completely driven mad by reality.

Under immense psychological pressure, he completely broke down, tearing open his shirt and scratching his chest.

"There's death everywhere! We're finished! Everyone's going to die, ahahaha, we're finished!"

"There's no escaping it! We all have to—"

"puff!"

The metal blade in Zhou Xuan's hand pierced through the scout's head in an instant:

Those who disrupt morale will be executed!