“Bang!”
At this moment, a loud collision sound was heard, and the entire building shook slightly. The god did not dodge, and a transparent barrier rose up, blocking the swords and flames that were attacking him.
"Da, da, da." People were forced to retreat again and again by the shock wave, but they still held up half of the hall and glared at the gods angrily!
Since the buildings cannot withstand artillery bombardment, neither the gods nor the players dare to use large-scale bombing weapons.
A few unlucky players were pushed back and fell out of the building along the broken glass.
Amid the sound of the violent rainstorm, only the sounds of street fighting in the city-state could be heard in the distance. Gunshots, explosions, screams... In addition to these soldiers pouring into the central government building, there were countless other soldiers fighting for the dawn of the city-state.
"I underestimated you." The god looked at the panting people and made a pertinent comment.
He was somewhat surprised by the strength shown by the players. Based on their performance at the beginning of the dungeon, he thought they were just a group of scattered sand and could not come together at all.
This group of players... are selfish, cunning, and arrogant. They can change their stance for a mission. They can attack their own people for some rewards... They are a mob, and he thought they would not be so united.
...What gave them the courage to unite?
...What enables them to fight so bravely as a group?
The god's gaze turned toward the center, toward the sleeping figure.
...Is it him?
Was it the ridiculous "lighthouse" he mentioned that made them believe that he could win?
The secret door that was tightly closed suddenly opened.
"Bang, bang, bang."
One after another, cold robots with extremely ferocious weapon shells jumped into the hall one by one, like a city wall, blocking the people.
Under the people's horrified gaze, the god jumped off the plank road, landed in the hall, and walked step by step towards Su Mingan who was surrounded by hoses.
"What are you doing!" someone yelled.
"Stop him!" someone shouted.
“Buzz——”
At this critical moment, thousands of silk threads suddenly appeared, like a woven net, and fell towards the god!
Noel raised his palm forward, and fine silk threads were outlined between his five fingers. The entire hall was surrounded by his silk threads, and the most dangerous strangling point was suddenly aimed at the god!
After talking nonsense with the gods for so long, Noel set up this strangling net.
However, the god seemed not to see the threads and continued walking towards Su Mingan.
The next moment.
Sticky, dark energy suddenly came from the other end of the hall, hanging on the silk thread, tearing it off, breaking the murderous net that Noel had been planning for so long.
Noel suddenly looked up at the darkness - at the edge of the aerial fence, there stood a dark figure.
"Lin Guang!" Noel said coldly.
Lin Guang turned his head and looked coldly at Noel below. His whole body was emitting a dark cold light, like a heavy tombstone. It was he who blocked Noel's rescue.
Noel shrank his fingers slightly, but he could no longer feel his own silk threads. He rarely began to panic.
He had previously exchanged secret codes with Su Mingan using the Scarlet Bird. He knew he had to judge the timing and decide whether to kill Su Mingan to recover the game. But he had not done it, thinking that there might still be a chance to rescue Su Mingan.
But he felt regretful now - if something really happened to Su Mingan, it would be too late.
"Su..." Noel called out loudly.
The god was still walking towards Su Mingan.
People could no longer control their anger. Some wanted to rush forward to rescue, even if it meant dying, but it was too late.
At this time, the god had already walked in front of Su Mingan, stretched out his hand, and the palm of his hand was coated with a layer of warm white light, and was about to slap Su Mingan on the forehead——
In the panicked eyes of everyone, in the terrified eyes of everyone——
Su Mingan's drooping eyelashes suddenly raised.
The dark pupils stared intently at the god before them.
The god's face changed and he stepped back suddenly, but a blood-red scale was already flashing above his head, suppressing his retreat.
“Swish!”
Blood flashed before his eyes—the sword that Su Mingan suddenly thrust out was stained with the blood of the gods.
His vision was still blurry, and Bei Lisel's emotional empathy had a huge impact on him. He even felt warm liquid sliding down his cheeks. Those were physiological tears, as if he had just woken up from an addictive nightmare.
His left palm [Hand of Redemption] glowed, and its copy skill [Puppet Thread] pulled his consciousness in advance. When someone approached him, he would be pierced by the thread and wake up, which was why he dared to take risks, just like Red Eyed Noel.
——The gods are plotting against him, so isn’t he also plotting against the gods?
——As a human being, he plotted against the gods. If Noel could do what he did, why couldn’t he do it?
He stared coldly at the god who was retreating in embarrassment, and slashed with his sword again!
"That really surprises me..." the god whispered.
In everyone's sight, the black-haired young man who was frozen in the blood-red hose suddenly jumped up.
“Click-click-click!!!”
This is the sound of the hose being torn apart.
Hundreds of hoses pulled at the young man's body, trying to pull him back into the crimson mud, but he used the coldest eyes and the sharpest sword - stabbing at the god in front of him.
The action was resolute and the posture was selfless, with no regard for the hoses that were also rising.
Even though his face was covered with uncontrollable hot tears and his eyes were red from the physiological reaction, he seemed to be unaware of the tears that kept falling down his face, as if he was unaware of his emotions that were on the verge of collapse——
He drew his sword madly, resolutely, and with the most selfless attitude - as if it condensed the hatred and determination of millions of people.
"——God!!!" he shouted, with the solemnity of Akto and the indignation of Beilisel.
It is more like the same voice resonating among billions of people in the ruined world.
“Swish!”
At this moment,
The moonlight is like water, covering the ground.
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