In the afterglow of the flames and the smoke of gunpowder, the blood descendants of Baoze and the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance fought fiercely with the subordinates of the Overlord and the coalition of blood descendants from multiple countries in Southeast Asia.
The battle had already begun before the charging lines of both sides met. All kinds of superpowers were thrown around, and there were even people wielding heavy machine guns, charging and raining down barrages.
It's not just the Baoze Vampires who have thermal weapons, the Vampire Coalition Forces from various countries also have them. They didn't use them before because grenade launchers and heavy machine guns were useless against vehicle-mounted missiles and tanks.
In short, the armed forces are not as good as Baoze. After all, they cannot bring armored vehicles, helicopters and other things into the country.
All they carry are powerful individual combat weapons.
The Thunder Emperor raised his right arm, the electric snake crackled, and the shining thunder spears condensed. He made a javelin-throwing motion, and threw the thunder spears one by one.
This is a spell developed by the Thunder Emperor himself, with strong individual strike strength. Those below the top S level without special means will definitely die in one hit.
The local Vampires were running at full speed, and the ground beneath their feet suddenly rose up like water waves. Although they were running at full speed, fortunately, the Vampires who were qualified to participate in the battle were all masters and would not be disturbed by this small trick, nor would they fall into pieces and chew the mud. .
But simple interference was enough. The thunder spear thrown by the Thunder Emperor accurately shot through several masters and exploded them into charred corpses.
"Well done!" Thunder Emperor shouted.
He knew that it was Tian Hao who was assisting him. Even though he was so far away, he could still use earth powers on a large scale. Only the earth god Tian Hao could do this in the entire Baoze.
As friends who knew each other before joining Baoze, their cooperation has always been tacit.
"It won't work. The other party has the power of gravity. He just happened to restrain me." Tian Hao continued to use the earth power to interfere. After failing, he responded.
The Thunder Emperor casually threw a few more thunder spears, but they did not kill the enemy, could not be tracked, and were easily evaded. This was also a flaw in his spell.
Afterwards, the vampire army fought hand to hand.
The ape god grabbed Wang Lao Er and threw it at the crowd. Then he transformed into a violent giant ape and rushed into the crowd to fight.
The two gods of black and white work together to create an AOE spiritual storm, killing and stunning the enemy, creating opportunities for teammates to last hits.
The big eagle girl grabbed the talons of the eagle protector, flew high into the sky, and then made a free fall. She fell into the enemy camp alone. Within a radius of tens of meters, everyone felt that they were firmly grasped by gravity, making it difficult to move. Even the warheads were Can't fly.
The battlefield is cut into pieces, and each top S-class has its own "territory" where each can display its strengths and cooperate with each other.
The army composed of Southeast Asia, the Superpower Association, and Baoze traitors also has no shortage of experts. There is no half-step Ji Dao, but there are still top S-class ones.
A senior Baoze employee had just stuffed his pistol into the enemy's mouth and shot to smash the enemy's head. There was a flash of sword light behind him. He saw the spinning sky and his own headless body.
The body inertia shoots, and the bullets smash the enemy's neck and back of the head one by one.
Both bodies fell simultaneously, sinking into the oozing brown plain.
Battles are often accompanied by blood and killing.
... ..
Ding!
Li Xianyu and Li Peiyun crossed their qi swords to block the Kusanagi sword's slash, and blood spattered on their shoulders.
The violent qi pushed both sides backwards. The little plums staggered, and the terrible force pushed against them, and the ground was cracked with every foot.
Baker Richardson only took two steps back and then stabilized his body, waiting for the opportunity to pounce. At this time, he caught subtle and unusual mental fluctuations on the side.
It was that weird Yin God... President Baker decisively gave up the pursuit, his mental power beat in the middle of his eyebrows, and as he turned his head, he blasted out fiercely.
"Haha, I'm trying to scare you." Yin Shen Dan Chenzi didn't fall for the trick, he just pretended to attack.
But he perfectly contained Baker Richardson.
"No, this guy is too strong. I feel like I was forced to practice swordplay all day and night by my master. I'm a little tired..." Li Peiyun spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Then I'm worse than you. I feel like I'm back in the men's 1,000-meter test. Running makes me sick to my stomach and makes me want to vomit." Li Xianyu's tone was a little weak.
As expected of Richardson, Wachardson is at a disadvantage.
At this time, the gap between the half-step Ji Dao and the Ji Dao master was highlighted. Although he could compete with Baker Richardson with his combined attack technique, he was not as durable as him.
Three shots are not as lasting as one shot, which makes me feel aggrieved just thinking about it.
"Hold on a little longer." Li Xianyu whispered.
Baker Richardson glanced at Dorgon and Wushuang Fighting Spirit, who were fighting fiercely not far away, and laughed ferociously: "Wushuang Fighting Spirit is indeed dying. After trying so hard to lead us into the Pantheon Palace, what will happen to it? Anyway."
"Actually, winning is very simple. As long as we destroy you, we will win. You and Wushuang Fighting Spirit are in the same spirit. The greater your physical consumption, the more serious her combat power will decline."
On the Baoze camp, the flaws are obvious.
By this time, Baker Richardson was no longer in a hurry to consume Li Xianyu, but played steadily and reservedly.
Because he had to guard against sudden attacks by Wushuang War Spirit and others.
They definitely wouldn't watch Li Xianyu being exhausted by them and eventually leading to defeat.
Unexpectedly, Li Xianyu's side was not exhausted yet, but the other side was almost over.
After the useless big boss persisted for half an hour, he finally couldn't stand the young master's pounding. He screamed and flew out like a cannonball, leaving a thin line of splattered blood.
Wushuang War Spirit avoided the collision of Dorgon's waterspout and threw a high-compression thunder spear, while Bing Zhazi simultaneously swung out a fire dragon. The two of them worked together to stop Qingshi's clone who was about to hit the drowned dog and took the opportunity to hit him.
"Kill him!" Dorgon shouted.
He and Baker Richardson jumped out at the same time, intending to finish off the new Yakuza, but they encountered crazy counterattacks from their respective opponents.
Correspondingly, the phoenix and the unparalleled fighting spirit were unable to free their hands to save people. However, both of them caught the traces and moved the battlefield to Qin Ze.
Qin Ze was covered in blood and climbed up, holding the Sword of Qi tightly in his hand. At the critical moment of life and death, his face looked particularly ferocious and crazy, and he roared: "You forced me, so don't blame me for using my powers!"
His power... sounds very powerful, and it seems that if you use it forcefully, you will pay a huge price... Dorgon, Baker Richardson, and Qingshi were all frightened at the same time.
The clone of the Qingshi couldn't help but control its pace, and leaned toward Qin Ze cautiously and slowly, adjusting its energy and spirit to its peak, alert to the inexplicable threat.
For a long time, the outside world knew nothing about Qin Ze's special powers. Even Dorgon, who once placed Er Wuzi on the board of directors, did not know what the special powers of Baoze CEO were.
When he was asked to prove his innocence, it was an opportunity to find out the details, but he would rather stay in a dark room than reveal his supernatural powers.
There are various speculations and opinions from the outside world. Some people even say that he has no powers.
This is obviously impossible. There are no vampires who don't have superpowers. Any vampire can have superpowers, even auxiliary ones.
At this time, everyone heard the noise of loud propellers stirring the air.
Five military helicopters flew from the sky, extra large models. Before anyone could react, there was a sharp sound from both sides of the cabin, and ten smoke trails were shot towards the Yakuza masters present.
"Oh?" The young master chuckled in surprise.
Is this Qin Ze’s super power? Why, is this the legendary nuclear bomb? Obviously not. Even if it is, this little yield is not enough to tickle him.
Baker Richardson raised his eyebrows. He was cornered and prepared to fight back with hot weapons
Where did Qin Ze get his confidence? The people present were all monsters with immortal characteristics, including unparalleled fighting spirits.
Of course, if the yield is sufficient, Baker Richardson is still very afraid of missiles, but the problem is that Qin Ze himself is also a descendant of human beings, so he cannot be spared.
Besides, with this little firepower from a helicopter, even a half-step Ji Dao, let alone a Ji Dao, can't be hurt.
Dorgon was also puzzled. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly had a bad premonition.
"Boom boom boom!"
Ten missiles exploded around them, and their power was pitifully weak. However, the explosion produced a gray-white vapor that was dense and thick, unable to be easily blown away, and slowly floated in the air.
Boom boom boom!
The missiles continued to bombard each other, exploding as if for free. The white vapor mist became denser and spread in scope.
Dorgon took a breath and felt the familiar smell. The thick mist was absorbed into his body, causing slight dizziness.
"It's an inhibitor..." Baker Richardson shouted, then stopped suddenly and held his breath.
He was most familiar with inhibitors, which were first developed by Free Millikin. After several generations of improvements, they had a strong inhibitory effect on the ancient demon's genes.
It is equivalent to a human tranquilizer, which will make the ancient demon cells lose their vitality.
Generally speaking, for this stuff to have an effect on the Yakuza, a very large dose is required. And if it is suppressed for a long time, it will be self-decomposed by the ultimate master.
Creating vapor mist is simply a fantasy.
A reasonable description is like Baoze replacing charcoal with banknotes to burn and generate electricity.
This is burning money.
In the Superpower Association, if he wants to use such funds, he must hold a meeting to discuss it. How can it be like Baoze, which takes money when it says it will burn money
Baker Richardson pumped up the air machine and waved his hand. The steam mist shook violently, gathered and separated, and surged in layers, but it was not blown over.
The Pantheon is a relatively closed space, like a secret room with closed doors and windows. There is a lack of air movement, so there is no wind.
When the blood descendants from all over the world entered the Palace of the Gods, the interior was filled with dust and mist, which persisted for years.
It is simply an excellent place to use suppressed ammunition.
"Hey, who is afraid of whom?" President Baker sneered.
Vigorous exercise, especially when using the God of War's Blessing, requires a large amount of oxygen. Even if the ultimate master needs a large dose of inhibitors to "anaesthetize" them, they cannot withstand the denseness of the suppressed vapor mist. Suppression is inevitable unless they hold their breath. But in this case, lack of oxygen is also fatal.
But this is not much different from the behavior of a nuclear strike. It only kills one thousand enemies and damages eight hundred.
"No, he's not afraid of inhibitors." Dorgon's voice came.
"What did you say?" Baker Richardson didn't respond.
"Quit, don't fight in the suppressor." Dorgon said solemnly: "Qin Ze is not afraid of the suppressor. I suffered such a loss when I was in southern Xinjiang. He restrained me, otherwise I would not have fallen."
"You won't tell me this kind of important information?" Baker President Da Lin said.
Of course Qingshi and Dorgon knew about this, but neither old fox told Baker Richardson. The two sides were only temporary allies, not true comrades-in-arms, so it was normal to withhold part of the information.
Baker Richardson's eyes flickered and he weighed in his mind. In this way, the weakest Qin Ze would become the biggest threat. And if I inhale too many inhibitors, I, who is weak, might capsize in the gutter. He died in the hands of others in Baoze.
You must know that their enemies are not only the Ji Dao from the Baoze camp, but also all kinds of terrifying thermal weapons, as well as a group of top S-classes with impressive combat capabilities. The two old monsters have the property of immortality and may not die.
But I am just an ordinary human vampire, and I will still die if I am fatally injured. Neither healing nor indestructible.
After judging the situation, without saying a word, he left the trio alone and rushed toward the edge of the mist.
Dorgon set out to retreat at the same time. He had a psychological shadow on this thing, and the only thought in his heart was not to repeat the same mistakes.
At this time, Baker Richardson suddenly discovered that his three stinky brothers, who were clearly almost exhausted, suddenly became more powerful and fierce, killing Qin Ze with high morale as if they were on drugs.
There is a clone of Qingshi there.
He immediately looked to the other side. In the dense mist, the fire flashed away, and the Lord of the Palace of the Gods also changed his target.
No need to guess, the same is true for the unparalleled fighting spirit.
Oops... They want the clones of the Destruction Army.
President Baker suddenly stopped and shouted: "Dorgon, come back!"
(End of chapter)