Shockwave!
It's exactly the same as the shock wave generated by the huge power when a cannonball explodes.
What's this? This is Tang Ling's power.
Ahan's mind was completely blank, with only countless fragmentary thoughts swirling around.
What level is his power? Reached the minimum standard of 1HT (a unit of measurement in the Purple Moon era) for third-level Purple Moon warriors? There is no doubt that only a force above 1HT can form a shock wave!
Yes, shock waves. Only a full set of standard armor forged from C-grade alloy will form such shock marks, right
The settlement, the blood debtor of the settlement, Yahan, suddenly widened his eyes.
But in this short moment, the fists that Tang Ling and Yahan touched suddenly turned into palms, and they suddenly grasped Yahan's fist.
"Have you remembered?" Tang Ling looked at Yahan coldly.
What could Ahan think of? He wouldn't remember who was among the dark crowd amidst the thunder and lightning that night
He just started struggling desperately. He was still thinking why Tang Ling had the speed and strength of a third-level Purple Moon Warrior
But is struggling useful
His body was suddenly pulled in front of Tang Ling, and their faces were less than ten centimeters apart.
Tang Ling's cold eyes looked straight into Yahan's frightened eyes, and he suddenly grinned.
"No!" Yahan shouted at this time, feeling a life and death crisis.
But as soon as he finished speaking, his body was lifted high and hit the ground with a 'Peng' sound.
This alley, which has been around for decades, has more than a dozen tiny cracks on the ground, which is paved with a type of hard stone slab called Qingganite.
'Poof', Yahan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the huge impact caused all his internal organs to be violently impacted. Although from the outside, he was not injured at all under the protection of the standard armor.
"Isn't it enjoyable enough?" Tang Ling stepped on Yahan's head and squatted down.
Yahan had no way to answer. His head was so dizzy now that he hated his mediocre talent.
In the past ten years, he has also misappropriated a lot of resources by relying on the camp and various means.
Unfortunately, the improvement has always been limited, and not even one talent has been awakened.
Without innate combat abilities, the Purple Moon Warriors would be nothing more than 'superhumans' whose basic statistics are far greater than those of ordinary people! How special is it? !
Faced with Tang Ling, who suddenly turned into a monster and whose basic statistics were inexplicably comparable to a third-level Purple Moon Warrior, Yahan was simply crushed.
What's the use of hating now? Tang Ling grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.
"Let me ask you, isn't it satisfying enough?" Tang Ling's eyes were full of hatred. As he spoke, he grabbed Yahan and jumped up high. With a 'Peng' sound, he slammed Yahan to the ground.
'Boom', more than a dozen cracks formed on the ground again, and Yahan was smashed deeply into the stone slab, sinking at least one meter into the ground.
The huge pain told him that this time, a bone should be broken.
Unfortunately, he didn't have a chance to breathe. Tang Ling walked over coldly, with a black flame burning behind his back. He grabbed one of Yahan's legs and dragged Yahan out.
"As long as you don't open the door, it's fine. You guys are standing in front of the door. How can any ordinary person rush through?"
Ahan's body was lifted up again.
"So, why did you order 'kill'? Why?"
Peng, Ahan was smashed into the ground again.
He began to bleed from all his orifices, and his mind was in a state of turmoil. Why did he order the killing? Yes, why
"Mother-in-law, sister." Tang Ling gritted his teeth.
Peng!
"Uncle Zhang."
Peng!
"Xiaoye."
Peng!
"Elmer."
Peng!
Tang Ling looked crazy, carrying Yahan like a rag bag, and every time he called a name, he would frantically smash Yahan to the ground.
He could resolve the battle more easily, but how could he vent his overwhelming hatred like this? !
This era is very cruel, and the settlement is not a good place. Everyone is struggling desperately to survive, and they can give up their dignity for a mouthful of food.
But even so, can humanity and warmth be completely annihilated
Darkness, hardship, and depression are natural, so the traces of human kindness that emerge in such an environment are even more valuable! Even more indelible!
Who gave Ahan the power to destroy these? To kill these people who remain warm despite difficulties
'Peng' 'Peng' 'Peng', Tang Ling was so hateful and angry!
"Xiao Ling, starting from today, will you learn to hunt with me? This way your mother-in-law and sister will not be hungry all the time." Uncle Zhang didn't think this was such a great decision.
"Tang Ling, my mother asked me to give this nutrient bar to you. I see your Shanshan is crying at the door from hunger." Elmer put a nutrient bar in Tang Ling's hand.
"Tang Ling, your mother-in-law was beaten by someone from the other side while she was scavenging. I carried her back."
"Let me give some of my harvest today to your mother-in-law."
Tang Ling gasped violently in his chest and grabbed Yahan, who was almost smashed into mud.
He is worthy of being a Ziyue warrior. Even with such an attack, Yahan is not dead yet. He is still breathing.
Although there was bleeding from all the orifices, and although the standard armor that he was usually proud of was completely useless and deformed into a pile of scrap metal, and some sharp edges that had been broken had been inserted into Ahan's body, he was not dead yet.
Yes, how could he die like this
Tang Ling lifted him up, broke his knees with a snap, and made him kneel on the ground.
He tore the marching kettle from his body and poured out the water from the kettle, pouring it all over Ahan's head and face.
Ahan finally felt a glimmer of consciousness. Is the nightmare torture over? Are you going to kill yourself next
Perhaps it was because it was too painful before, but now Yahan had no fear of death, but his heart was filled with numbness.
"Do you want to survive?" Tang Ling suddenly asked as he stood in front of Yahan, looking down at Yahan.
What? ! Yahan no longer had any hope. He was not stupid. Isn't the meaning of Tang Ling's words clear? He turned out to be someone from the settlement.
Can he survive? Ahan expressed doubts, but who wouldn't want to grab a chance of survival
I was seriously injured, but I could still recover somewhat by spending all my money on a few cell recovery agents.
Leave here, and as soon as you recover, leave the No. 17 safety zone.
Yahan began to weave his plans for the future. He was very excited and almost used up his last strength to keep saying to Tang Ling: "Think, think, I want to live. I am guilty, I atone, and I want to live." "
"Very good. Now, I need you to recite a sacrificial speech to the people in the settlement with the most pious heart, express your repentance, and express your willingness to atone for your sins." Tang Ling said slowly.
This is an ancient legend told to Tang Ling by her mother-in-law.
She told Tang Ling that in ancient China, people who died in vain would be tortured by resentment and linger in the land of death, refusing to leave and unable to find a way to be reborn.
Even if you kill your enemies, you often cannot resolve their grievances.
What they need is the most pious confession and the most willing atonement from their enemies.
In this way, they will no longer be tortured by resentment, but will put aside the sufferings of this life with a smile, and find their own new life in the vast universe.
is this real? Maybe it was just a legend, but thinking of those figures who died in vain, Tang Ling wanted to hold this ancient ceremony for them.
"I, Yaham Ibn Lamankh, repent devoutly tonight, and offer my deepest and truest regret to the people in the settlement who died under those swords."
"My sins are unforgivable, and my coldness and coldness make me unworthy of a human being. I was robbed of my heart by the devil, and I made the stupid decision to kill."
"I"
Ahan was extremely sincere at this time. Did he really regret why he made the decision to massacre? !
The root cause was of course the Anse family. The order he received that day was to prevent people from the settlement from entering the No. 17 safety zone.
Even in that case, as long as entry is not allowed and shelter is not provided, basically all the people in the settlement will die.
But the order of the massacre was indeed decided by himself, because he was angry at the time that the untouchables in these settlements dared to organize themselves without authorization, attack the team, and wanted to break into the No. 17 safety zone.
Can they succeed? Obviously not, they don't understand the Purple Moon Warriors at all.
However, Yahan likes to use the simplest way to solve problems. These untouchables should be killed to scare monkeys, rather than warned and driven away.
so
If I had known this would be the result, why did I do this then? Is this the price now
Thinking of this, Ahan couldn't help crying.
"I, I am willing to spend the rest of my life atonement for my sins." With choking and runny nose, Ahan read out the last sentence of the sacrifice.
Tang Ling gently held the knife in his hand with his backhand and said, "It's a pity that you don't have the rest of your life. You must atone for your sins now."
"What did you say? Didn't you mean?" Yahan was completely panicked. He was just waiting numbly for death, which was not painful.
The painful thing is that there is clearly a glimmer of hope, and he burns the desire to survive, but the result is still
The sword flashed and drew a silver arc in the night wind, just like the arc drawn by the Ziyue warrior's sword that night.
Ahan's head flew high, and the blood splattered was just like the blood splattered by the people in the settlement that night.
Tang Ling couldn't think of any entanglement between cause and effect. He only knew that the blood debt owed by Yahan must be paid with blood.
Of course, this is only a small part. Only the criminal Anse family needs to be buried with all members. No one among them is innocent.
Why? Because even Andrew, who is of humble origin, knows about these conspiracies, how about those so-called nobler guys in the Anse family who don’t know about it
If you don’t know, why did Leno target him in the first place? !
So, they wait.
Revenge has been avenged to a small extent.
But I don't know why Tang Ling's figure standing in the night wind felt inexplicably desolate.
Thorin, who was standing less than fifty meters away from Tang Ling, had a sore nose.
They only got along for a short time, but the more they got along, the more Thorin felt a certain familiarity with Tang Ling.
It's an inexplicable aura, just like a big leader. His smile can cheer everyone up, his sadness can make everyone feel depressed, and the loneliness he reveals even if he hides it can make everyone sad at this moment. Tang Ling!
In fact, the remnants of the Dragon Army had already arrived, and they watched quietly as Tang Ling completed his first revenge.
Watching Tang Ling kill his enemy with his own hands, he also watched Tang Ling's desolation standing in the night wind.
Fortunately, Tang Ling only stayed for less than a second before holding the knife and moving forward.
The men in black robes followed, and Thorin suddenly turned around and asked A Bing: "What did the young master think of just now? Wasn't it revenge?"
"He may be thinking that death cannot bring resurrection." A Bing said lightly while holding a cigarette in his mouth.
"What do you mean?" Thorin didn't understand A Bing's pretentious words.
But A Bing doesn’t need to explain.
'Clatter, crash, crash', the footsteps continued to flow towards the mansion of the Angs family like a tide.
Countless people hiding behind the curtains watching this scene couldn't tell what they were feeling in their hearts.
A bloody purge was carried out during the day, and fierce revenge was ushered in at night. What kind of tomorrow will these turmoils bring to Security Zone 17
'Kaika', 'Kaika', it was at this time that a group of neat footsteps began to sound, as if in response to the somewhat scattered footsteps of the remnants of the dragon army.
The street lights were dim and erratic, and the night wind brought dusk, making the light of the purple moon even hazier.
Night, deeper.
It's so dark that it's like you can't wait for the light of tomorrow. The cold and lonely atmosphere makes people feel desolate in their hearts, and there is also a sense of terror that they cannot grasp the sense of security.
"Ah!" A woman screamed.
"Ah!" Some men couldn't help shouting in a low voice.
It was not just one or two peepers who made such a sound, but almost everyone who saw a certain scene made such a sound of fear.
Pale skin, shriveled muscles, gray eyes, lifeless hair sticking tightly to his scalp, like a layer of dry grass.
Is it a corpse? No! They are not rotten, but they exude the breath of death. They are not as tattered as the zombies. Instead, they wear the neatest combat uniforms and carry fully equipped weapons.
Like an army from hell.
Yes, when such a scene appears in the dark night, I am afraid that only the most determined and arrogant people will be able to hold back their screams.
However, there is no remnant of the Dragon Army!
Thorin even laughed, raised the hammer, and shouted: "Brothers, our final battle is about to begin, get ready. If we win, we will complete our appearance tonight, and then wait for the young master Come back."
"Okay!" The scattered team actually made a uniform voice.
A Bing glanced at Solin, and then said "charge" to Tang Ling.
With a 'pop' sound, the team that looked like it came from hell stopped. While everyone was talking, the hell army walking in the front knelt down, picked up the rifle in his hand, and pointed it at the remnants of the dragon army. .
The second row squatted, the third row squatted slightly, and the fourth row stood. Their movements were extremely neat. The muzzles of 150 black guns were all pointed at the enemy in an instant.
"Come on!" Thorin shouted, and he picked up all the thermal weapons he had captured before.
The soldiers moved, Tang Ling moved, and three figures rushed out from the team behind them and also moved!
Their speed was astonishing, like a gust of wind, they rushed towards the hell team and floated over the team.
At this moment, gunfire rang out!
A Bing did not look back, but heard screams one after another. The gunfire started from the first shot, but after less than two seconds, it became violent.
'Click, click, click, click, click', the bullets seemed to be no longer a precious resource, and they poured out almost violently.
The two sides immediately started fighting!
Who will win? have no idea! What is known is that this team of half-corpse men definitely had the advantage at the beginning.
Bullets hitting them will not reduce their combat effectiveness at all, but what about bullets hitting these Dragon Army
A Bing frowned in pain.
However, this is how we fight, how we must fight! You need to step on the corpses of your companions and rush into this team of half-corpse men to have any hope of victory.
But is it easy
'Boom', 'boom', 'boom', the sound of explosion sounded, that was the sound of a grenade being thrown.
A Bing didn't want to think about how tragic it would be. He only knew that if these half-dead men's grenades were not consumed, they would not be able to break through this layer of firepower network. How much sacrifice would be required
"What are they?" While running, Tang Ling suddenly asked A Bing a question.
"Half-Zombie Man. He still retains the consciousness of fighting and obeys orders absolutely. He is a man-made corpse man. He is one of the trump cards of Safe Zone No. 17." A Bing answered simply.
Tang Ling pursed his lips, tightened his grip on the sword, and asked another question: "Why do they exist?"
"Originally, it was to protect Safety Zone 17 at the most critical moment."
"The Angs family, damn it." Tang Ling's heart was a little heavy. He still couldn't figure out the relationship between these dragon troops and himself, and he didn't bother to guess, but these dragon troops opened the way for him without hesitation and used their lives to move forward. Tang Ling still recognized this friendship.
Therefore, his anger towards the Ance family deepened.
Don't delay any longer. Blood debt must be paid with blood. As long as they are destroyed, everything will be over.
At this time, just in front, a lone figure blocked the road.
The familiar purple standard armor, the familiar one-meter-five-meter-long standard sword, but when the black cloak was raised, the skull pattern was unusually clear.
That was not a normal Ziyue warrior at all. In the dim light, his skin exuded a faint light that could only be seen from crystals.
"Leave it to me this time." Behind Tang Ling, a figure suddenly accelerated and rushed forward.
He pulled down the hood of his cloak, revealing his face, with blond hair and a neatly trimmed mustache. He was once the most popular restaurant owner here.
So, dying here in battle is not an injustice, right
The two swords were pulled out from the waist, forming a cross, and they were pulled apart with a 'swipe' sound, forming a cross shape, and were drawn towards the weird Ziyue warrior.
Facing the attack, the strange Ziyue warrior did not react at all. He drew out his standard sword with his backhand and blocked the attacker's double swords.
"Keep charging, there's no need to look back." A Bing said this, then pulled Tang Ling and rushed past the two fighting figures.
Less than two hundred meters away, another weird Ziyue warrior guarded the intersection.
Silently, almost as if it was a default rule, another figure followed Tang Ling and A Bing and rushed out, directly entering the battle.
One, and another.
In a short distance of less than 500 meters, three strange Ziyue warriors appeared, but there were no more followers of A Bing and Tang Ling. They all threw themselves into the battle without hesitation.
"The next road is up to you."
A Bing looked up a little lonely. Not far ahead was the mansion of the Angs family. How far away was it? One hundred meters? Two hundred meters
Ah Bing didn't have a precise instinct, so he couldn't estimate it. He just regretted that he couldn't accompany Tang Ling to the end.
Because, a corpse-turned-Purple Moon warrior appeared in front again, with three skulls embroidered on the cloak, which meant that it was a general-level corpse-turned-Purple Moon warrior, and its combat power during his lifetime definitely exceeded the third level.
Are there still Purple Moon warriors who can surpass the third level in Safe Zone No. 17? That's rare, right
No wonder he had to die, even if he died, he still had to stay and fight.
A Bing pulled out the butterfly knife. The butterfly knife rotated rapidly and began to deform. When he rushed in front of the Ziyue warrior, the butterfly knife actually formed a shield.
With a bang, the long black knife hit the shield.
It's not a standard long sword, but an exclusive weapon. According to the rules that zombie-turned-Ziyue warriors can fight across ranks, A Bing knows that this battle is a real tough one.
But he still looked up at Tang Ling: "Keep rushing!"
What a pity. That guy Su Xiao must be waiting on the last stretch of the road, but I can't accompany Tang Ling to the end to see if that guy Su Xiao has really returned to his peak condition
(End of chapter)