Albert was in panic all day long in the room.
Is it over
No, judging from the battle situation, it is far from it. Whether it is the half-zombie team sent by the Angs family or the zombie-turned-Purple Moon warriors, they still have the advantage.
Those damn men in black robes kept dying, but every time one died, Albert's heart would tremble.
Yes, so what if we gain an advantage? The current war situation has nothing to do with the Angs family for the time being.
They were blocked, completely blocked.
In the current room, whoever tries to leave the room will be blocked by a wall of earth and a cold warning.
"Don't let me take action personally, I am not willing to snatch other people's prey."
What kind of arrogant words are these? Lock the entire Anse family in the mansion? Becoming someone else's prey
When the earthen wall first appeared, Able wanted to break it down.
Because he couldn't wait to leave and rush to his bright future.
He couldn't wait any longer. At that time, the battle situation had clearly tilted towards the men in black robes. In the battle at Glory Square, they completely failed.
However, the voice of the patriarch Cocklain came from the room: "All members of the Angs family, stay put. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences."
This sound made Albert almost crazy.
First, the clan leader's voice could reach here, which made him suddenly realize that the entire clan was probably under the clan leader's surveillance, and it was no longer a secret that he wanted to fly away.
Damn old man.
But that doesn't matter, just treat him as a voyeur.
Second, why did the old man make such a compromise with just a simple threat from the enemy? Did he sell the Angce family to another force
Albert is eager to try, but he is hesitant!
But at this time, a shrill scream came from the family mansion, which shocked Albert's body to tremble.
Then, the big screen in the room opened, and it was opened by Cocklain himself.
On the screen, a 27-year-old member of the Angs family, Roy Angs, seemed to be drunk. Faced with the threat of the enemy and the warning of the patriarch, he smiled contemptuously and began to attack the earth wall.
Then the next moment, the earthen wall suddenly turned into a pair of big earthen hands and crushed him directly.
The picture was so simple, but it almost made Albert's heartbeat stop.
Purple Moon warrior with earth element talent! Even though Roy who was crushed to death was not a Purple Moon warrior at all, he was just stronger than ordinary elite warriors.
But it still shows that the strength of this threatening person is so powerful that it far exceeds the third level. Otherwise, this person's natural ability would not be to such an extent. He can almost move and take shape at will.
It's impossible for a third-level Purple Moon warrior to do it!
So what level is this Purple Moon warrior who threatens the Angs family? who is he? Dare to threaten the entire Angs family with one person's power!
Don't dare to resist, Abel doesn't dare to resist at all! He is just a second-level Purple Moon warrior, what can he use to resist
He could only wait and see what kind of response that cunning old man Cocklain would make
What kind of response
Cocklain's face turned a little gray.
He is not young, but he has always given people the impression that he is in good spirits, is going strong, and can live for another hundred and fifty years.
Why not? As a Ziyue Warrior, and a Ziyue Warrior who has been in the third level for a long time, he is fully capable of hitting the fourth level.
As long as the impact is successful, who can verify that he cannot live another 150 years
At least the strong men he heard about only died in battle and never died of old age.
Cocklain wants to live until he dies of old age. He doesn’t even care about his descendants. As long as he can continue to live and be strong, he will not be short of women. Aren’t there a lot of descendants at any time
So, how come he looks old? He is still very young!
But tonight, when this threatening voice appeared, he began to feel uncontrollably afraid, as evidenced by his gray face, and even his normally neat white hair looked a little messy due to anxiety.
He smelled the smell of death and became old in an instant.
The superb earth element ability, coupled with the picture from the surveillance camera, showed the tall figure standing at the door with his arms folded across his chest.
Other members of the Anse family may not know, but Cocklain, an old guy who has lived long enough, must know this person.
Crazy Lion Su Xiao! !
Haha, all the predictions were wrong! Being able to prove the failure of the Star Council's intelligence network is a happy and terrifying thing.
The happy thing is that as powerful as the Star Council, they can also make mistakes, so they are not so terrible and invincible.
The scary thing is that Tang Feng is dead. He has been dead for thirteen years. The Star Council will eventually fail to solve the puzzle he created during his lifetime.
Tang Feng, this man is too unfathomable.
Will the mysterious and powerful parliament president of the Star Council go crazy? He lost to Tang Feng again.
"Haha." Cocklain laughed numbly. The smoke from the unfinished cigar in his hand seemed a little distorted because his hands were shaking.
The mad lion Su Xiao appears here. Is there still any doubt about Tang Ling's identity
The Angs family was obviously a 'gift' left to Tang Ling by the mad lion Su Xiao.
Is there any chance of winning? The only chance of victory lies in the Star Council.
Now Coquelin doesn't dare to act rashly. He doesn't dare to order the use of the second-level city protection device. He doesn't dare to report intelligence to the Star Council immediately and request the most urgent support.
He knew that Su Xiao was extremely powerful and his six senses could completely monitor this entire mansion. He would only dare to do this unless he was seeking death.
He could only wait, he even had to put his hope in Tang Ling.
Yes, Tang Ling became stronger. He saw everything clearly from the surveillance. He was not surprised. There are many ways to make people instantly stronger.
But Tang Ling was still no match for him, a senior third-level Purple Moon warrior, because Coquelin picked up a glass of wine in front of him, and the wine in the glass turned into ice cubes in an instant.
Tang Ling didn't have any talent yet, maybe he had the weak wind talent
There are many ways to improve his basic abilities, but what about his natural abilities
Therefore, by delaying, Tang Ling was the hope and bargaining chip that could still delay time.
As for the Star Council’s upgraded actions, we won’t have to wait too long, right
Thinking of this, Cocklain pressed a button on the table, and his voice once again reached every room in the mansion.
"Don't forget the history of the rise of our Anse family. It relies on glorious battles! Now please put on your armor, pick up your weapons, and prepare to face the upcoming enemies. This will be a life and death battle for the Anse family. !”
If it's procrastination, I hope these guys who usually enjoy family benefits will try their best to delay Tang Ling every minute for their own lives!
**
Bang, bang, bang, Tang Ling's footsteps finally sounded on the street in front of the Angs family mansion.
This street with neatly pruned plants on both sides, although not wide, is extremely clean and has a trace of solemn atmosphere. It is the road in front of the Ance family.
Less than two hundred meters away, Tang Ling arrived almost instantly.
But when he walked onto this road that was less than thirty meters long, he stopped. He needed a short buffer and adjustment to face the bloody aftermath.
He needed a serious, step-by-step process to gradually calm down his manic anger.
There can be no mistakes. He is the destroyer today. If anyone escapes, it will be his failure.
They deserve to die. Their death can not only comfort the dead, but also prevent the remaining dragon armies from dying again.
Even though Tang Ling was not close to Long Jun, he even felt a resistance from the bottom of his heart, not wanting to get involved with Long Jun.
Although he saw Long Jun paving the way for him with his life, he was not arrogant enough to think that it was really because of him, Tang Ling.
There must be some other reason why Long Jun was so fanatical. Tang Ling didn't want to analyze or think about this reason, but he still subconsciously rejected it.
However, after all, these are living lives with strong beliefs. Tang Ling recognized this fact, and he quietly took this responsibility on his shoulders - to destroy the Angs family and save the remaining Dragon Army.
The best result is that the two parties will no longer owe anything and no more entanglement.
Tang Ling had this idea inexplicably.
And in his eyes, there was always a figure reflected, that figure was extremely tall, with flamboyant white hair that looked a bit dazzling in the night.
He crossed his arms and looked at Tang Ling, looking indifferent.
From the moment he set foot on this road, all the battles belonged to Tang Ling alone.
So is this person the beginning of the battle? Tang Ling held the alloy long knife in his hand with his backhand and moved closer to the man step by step.
As Tang Ling moved forward step by step, his fighting spirit began to rise more and more intensely, forming a powerful aura that even made the wind around him become violent.
However, facing Tang Ling's aura, the tall figure only seemed to find it funny, and he even lighted a cigarette leisurely.
The last ten meters.
Tang Ling suddenly rushed forward, raised his sword, and slashed directly at the man standing at the door.
At this time, Tang Ling's basic strength had reached the third level of the Purple Moon Warrior, and with one strike, he actually caused a sonic boom.
The man at the door raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a faint whirlwind and dust flying around him.
Seeing that the battle was about to break out, Tang Ling's sword suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Looking at the person at the door, he smiled, feeling a little reassured, a little warm, but also inexplicably sad.
"Uncle, is this fun?" Tang Ling asked.
"What's the flaw?" The corner of Su Xiao's mouth twitched. Couldn't he defeat the two father and son once in terms of IQ or force
Of course, he could defeat Tang Ling now in terms of force, but as proud as Su Xiao, he really couldn't accept bullying a 15-year-old boy who had just started practicing.
Does beating him count as a win
"You shouldn't light up a cigarette. When you light up a cigarette, the angle of your head hardly changes." Tang Ling replied.
In fact, even if Su Xiao didn't light up a cigarette, he would still reveal countless flaws, such as his stance and the angle of his arms folded across his chest. These were impossible to hide in front of Tang Ling, who had a precise instinct.
The important thing is that Tang Ling has a strong sixth sense. He can feel Su Xiao's aura, an aura that belongs only to Su Xiao and cannot be imitated by others.
From the first glance, he knew that Su Xiao was waiting for him here.
"Oh, it's true!" Su Xiao was a little annoyed. Since he was upset, he must vent his anger, so he kicked Tang Ling to the ground.
"What are you doing! Uncle!" Tang Ling yelled. In fact, he did it on purpose. He didn't dare to ask anything. For example, why did Uncle Su Yao become like this? He always felt that he would be sad if he asked.
"I'm not doing anything. I just want to kick you. How about it?" Su Xiao smoked a cigarette and squinted his eyes. Then he slapped Tang Ling's shoulders heavily with both hands: "The mouse has been locked in a cage. I'm responsible for one." Don’t even escape, you’re responsible for the killing, understand?”
"Yeah, I understand." Tang Ling nodded, turned around and walked towards the Angs family's mansion.
"Oh, by the way." Su Xiao suddenly stopped Tang Ling. He looked at Tang Ling and said, "This is what I really look like. My real name is Su Xiao."
"Of course, the name Su Yao didn't lie to you. This has been my identity for the past fifteen years."
"Before, you asked me who I was? I said you were not qualified to know, but now I'm telling you, do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand." Tang Ling raised the knife in his hand and did not look back. He was finally going to destroy the Angs family. He should be burning himself with hatred, sadness or whatever, not suitable for this moment.
With a 'Peng' sound, the door of the Angs family was kicked open.
In the brightly lit hall, seven men from the Angs family wearing simple battle helmets, holding their weapons in some trepidation, leaned together and looked at Tang Ling!
It turns out that the final enemy is him—Tang Ling!
The seven people were a little relieved. After all, as members of the Angs family, it was impossible for them not to know about Tang Ling. However, as the lower-class children who could only live on the first floor of the mansion, they did not know the key.
But no matter what, Tang Ling is just a Crescent Warrior, how powerful can he be? Is the patriarch kidding? Or, the real enemy he was referring to was the terrifyingly powerful person guarding the door.
"Kill!" The three children of the Angs family rushed towards Tang Ling.
Tang Ling didn't even look at them. Instead, he stood in the brightly lit hall and looked at the mansion.
Strict and hierarchical.
The entire five-story mansion has a terrace that extends out deliberately in the shape of a pyramid. The terrace gets smaller as you go higher.
Does this mean that with each floor you go up, the status of the family members you live in becomes higher
Tang Ling suddenly swung his knife, then turned sideways and bumped his shoulder into another figure rushing towards him. At the same time, the hand that was not holding the knife grabbed the last figure and smashed it against the wall.
Under the light of the sword, the head flew up.
First.
The chest of the second Anse disciple who was hit obviously collapsed. When he landed, he spit out a large mouthful of blood with foam and internal organs fragments, and then stopped breathing.
As for the third one who was hit against the wall, a trace of human blood was directly left on the wall, and then slowly slid down like mud, without any movement again.
the second.
The third.
Tang Ling's expression was very calm. He had asked A Bing before on the road how many children the Angs family had.
Not many, really not many, seventy-nine in total, including Cocklain.
Therefore, he will now start to count them one by one, and there will be no less than seventy-nine.
One second, three!
The strength Tang Ling displayed completely shocked the other four people, and they turned around and ran away.
However, from the moment Tang Ling entered the house, no one had a chance to escape.
As soon as they moved, Tang Ling moved.
In an instant, Tang Ling grabbed the one running at the end by his collar and threw him at the other one less than two meters ahead.
The two collided together, and the bones on their bodies shattered at the same time. They began to scream, and Tang Ling didn't even raise his eyelids.
He caught up with the third one, jumped, and swept the third one from behind with a kick, and kicked the third one hard on the back of the neck with his toes.
With a 'click' sound, the third man's neck drooped heavily, forming a strange ninety-degree angle with his chest.
Then, the whole person flew out and tripped the fourth one.
"Don't kill." After just three words, Tang Ling landed and his other foot came down heavily, crushing his chest.
Then Tang Ling turned around and walked past two disciples of the Angs family who were still groaning after their bones were broken.
The moment they passed each other, the sword flashed and the two heads rolled away.
the fourth.
the fifth.
sixth.
the seventh.
Tang Ling didn't feel any pleasure, he just felt a little dirty. Whether it was the blood splashed from their necks or the blood from their bodies being smashed, it would inevitably splash on Tang Ling, making him instantly He turned into a bloody man with blood dripping from his body.
These fishy-smelling blood stains made Tang Ling extremely disgusted, because even the blood of this family was smelly and dirty!
Therefore, Tang Ling tore off his black cloak and looked at the top provocatively.
Where is Amber? Or is Cocklain there? Just kill them layer by layer.
Thinking of this, Tang Ling turned around indifferently and walked towards the corridor on the first floor. He would search every room.
If you tell me, you won’t let anyone go.
Cries, roars, and crazy curses began to be heard in the mansion. The scene of Tang Ling's murder was transmitted to everyone's eyes through the screens placed in each family member's room.
They want to gather together to fight, and they want to get support from those who usually live in high places.
Unfortunately, it was extremely quiet upstairs and they couldn't come down because Su Xiao blocked it.
His words echoed in the mansion: "I like fairness. If one person challenges you all, do you still want to gather together?"
"Of course, you shameless people can definitely assemble. On the first level, everyone can assemble."
"On the second level, if there are more than five people, I will take action."
"On the third floor, if there are more than three people, I will take action."
"On the fourth floor, if there are more than two people, I will take action."
"The last level? Thank you, please fight alone."
"Believe me, my killing is more painful than Tang Ling's killing."
Yes, everyone believed that it would definitely be more uncomfortable than Tang Ling's murder, because would it be better to be crushed by a big dust-condensed hand
But this rule makes people desperate. Tang Ling's strength has already been demonstrated. What's the use of gathering people living on the first floor? On this level, there is not even a Purple Moon warrior!
This is clearly making people wait for death, so cries, roars, and curses broke out. People are in extreme fear, if they don't collapse, then they are angry, extremely angry.
Tang Ling showed no expression. He did not refuse Su Xiao's move. The mouse must be imprisoned in a cage to death.
In addition, in order to save time and energy, why not divide them
Tang Ling kicked out the first room, and the young man of the Angs family who was crying crazily in the room knelt down in front of Tang Ling with a bang.
There was no fluctuation in Tang Ling's eyes. In an instant, he raised the knife and dropped it.
If possible, he hopes to kill every sinful person in the Angs family in this way. This is a kind of memorial.
The eighth.
Tang Ling continued to move forward, with his devilish voice echoing throughout the mansion.
ninth, tenth
Until we reached the fifth room, a woman and a child appeared.
"Let my wife and daughter go." The child of the Angs family prayed in his eyes.
Putting the knife against his chest: "As for myself, I don't need to trouble you to do anything."
Behind him, his wife and daughter looked at Tang Ling with unconcealed hatred.
Tang Ling was silent, then moved slightly, and the sword flashed again: "I'm sorry, you are not qualified to choose the way to die."
Then he turned and looked at his wife and daughter.
With one punch, the woman in gorgeous robes fell down, but she was still breathing.
Then, Tang Ling slashed the back of the young daughter's neck with his knife and lifted her up.
"It won't hurt." Tang Ling's eyes didn't waver at all, and he broke a section of her spine.
Even the cell repair potion cannot give her any possibility of practicing. Even if she has the ability to exchange for a high-level potion in the future, she can only be a semi-disabled person who cannot move easily.
Tang Ling also treated his wife who fell to the ground in the same way.
This was the last act of mercy. Even if Tang Ling didn't want to do this at all, who gave the women and children a chance to survive in the settlement that night? Except for those children of the right age who might become warriors and work for Safety Zone 17
Even if there are such places, there are only three hundred.
"Haha." Tang Ling was laughing at himself, unable to be truly cruel in order to fulfill his kindness.
However, that’s all!
Because in the end he will definitely set a fire and burn this sinful mansion to the ground. Whether he can escape from the fire depends on God's will.
If God knows your sins, God will definitely give an answer!
(End of chapter)