Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 65 Panels
In the divine, sun-like glow, the Weeping Angels seemed terribly wounded.

Rotten, stuck-together viscera no longer fell out of the cracks in their bones.

It's just that there is black smoke rising and distorted by the scorching light, accompanied by a more pungent smell than when a garbage truck burns plastic.

"It's disgusting—"

Hancock casually pushed the Weeping Angel into the ground after being kicked out of the virtual state.

The weeping angel was pressed by such a huge force, so it lost its life in an instant.

Even the bones where the chest was pressed were completely shattered and broken.

"I really wonder if there's another world between these guys' bones."

He said.

And turned his attention to the remaining weeping angels who were suppressed by the phantom of the three benevolent beasts under such a strong light.

From the gaps in the abdominal bones of these weeping angels, at least dozens of tons of completely inactive internal organs and lungs fell out.

"The existence of filth cannot be viewed with ordinary eyes."

He Gang also pressed a weeping angel to death, and shook off the black smoke clinging to his hands like liquid. He said,

"Who knows where they once came from, and what power they possessed?"

"System log: You and your partner kill a [Resurrected Dead - Weeping Angel], get 400 experience, get angel wings, get a polluted spear, and get a polluted piano."

"System log: You kill a [Resurrection Dead - Weeping Angel], get 400 experience, get angel wings, get wailing eggs, get the resentment of the dead."

"..."

……

As the filth of silver that can still be seen on the attribute panel, these weeping angels are really too stingy, and they only give a few 400 experience points.

The equipment that exploded, [Contaminated Long Spear], [Contaminated Piano], etc., are all black iron ranks, and the added attributes are better than nothing, and some single attribute bonuses are even less than 1.

After just a few punches, He Gang was already out of breath from exhaustion, and even the muscles all over his body were trembling and convulsing.

Fortunately, these physical discomforts, fatigue, and illnesses all disappeared under the light of the phantom of the three benevolent beasts.

Baize, Qilin, Phoenix.

Three mysterious animal phantoms stood above the wasteland that was burned into scorched earth and piled up with ashes that even the rainstorm could not wash away.

Each of them is extremely tall, even reaching a size of several hundred meters.

Zouwu, who is also a benevolent beast, is like a firefly to Haoyue compared to these creatures that are comparable to gods.

Watch Hancock clean up the remaining Weeping Angels.

The overwhelming black shadows exploded one by one, and then countless wailing white entities inside tore through the haze at the same time, letting out endless screams and disappearing into the sky.

Hundred Ghosts at Night.

He Gang remembered a word.

He sat down and rubbed the muscles in his shoulders and legs, and the sharp soreness returned.

"The stamina can't match this ridiculously high strength at all, so that I can't fully participate in the battle now."

He said and looked at his properties.

[Mayor: He Gang]

[Identity: Owner of 〖Great Cemetery〗.

Description: Before the arrival of "memetic prevention", they are the special blockers of their world.

Status: Hungry, healthy, feeling cold, mild muscle cramps.

Level: 25 (20.63K/25K)

Power: 171.25
Stamina: 24.875
Physical strength: Min+
Sanity: 2.5—7.3
Talent 1: Legendary Wizard. (The casting speed of Merlin magic is increased by 100%, the power of all learned spells is increased by 50%, and the speed of learning new magic is increased by 200%.)
Talent 2: Knight Principle (You are not a knight, but you have a great golden finger. The chivalry from Rod Hart helps you reduce the combat power of all chaotic/evil/chaos alignment creatures around you by 10%. )
Skill 1: Armed Attachment. Holy Light (This is an enchanting skill, the rank is as high as... no rank.)
Skill 2: Super Strength (passive, initial strength increased by 100, growth strength increased by 2.)]

Thanks to the extraction of Hancock's passive super strength, coupled with the equipped Gun of Longinus, Mad War Horn and other gold armor collected in New York, Ho Gang's power reaches a sensational 171.

Such a value is probably absolutely unmatched even in external forums.

The more horrifying the numerical value is, the more one understands how exaggerated the increase in strength attribute value is in the human body.

Now he can even push a [-]-meter-high building horizontally.

But only one building.

He Gang's stamina value is too disproportionate to his strength value.

This caused his body to be unable to withstand such a large force for a long time.

In a sense, he is now an assassin.

High attack and high sensitivity, crisp skin and thin blood.

He could punch a golden filth like the Deformed Goddess until he couldn't get up, and he could also be slapped by the latter and send him flying.

Move your limbs.

He accidentally crushed a gray, rotten eyeball that was staring straight at him, making a snapping sound.

The haze of the entire sky was actively distorted, and it actually simulated the appearance of this eyeball when it was trampled on the top of the head.

"No offense no offense intended."

He Gang glimpsed this scene out of the corner of his eye.

He hastily threw out several handfuls of black soil with his feet to cover the crushed eyeballs.

Under the control of Zouwu, the phantom of Sanren Beast released all its positive attributes with power.

In less than 5 minutes, it was about to completely dissipate.

"I always feel a little weird. Although those souls have been released, the values ​​​​on the mission panel do not jump."

He Gang said so.

[Task requirements: kill all the filth inside the fortress (25/27), recapture, purify and release the polluted souls (0/10000)]

Seeing that Hancock is already dealing with the last Weeping Angel, it is obvious that there are still two filthy ones that have not been dealt with.

As for those polluted souls, none of them seemed to be purified successfully.

disturbed.

Great anxiety brewed in my heart.

Something was blowing on the back of He Gang's head from the back of his neck.

call……

call……

call……

Weird.

In an instant, the hairs exploded.

He turned suddenly to look.

Nothing at all.

There is only a piece of scorched black desolation, and the only big tree in the distance that was half burned by gunpowder and survived has a bunch of green on its tip...

The head of a large green dog with a strange smile!
He Gang swallowed.

He turned his head and tapped his fingers restlessly on his knees. Hancock seemed to have noticed something in the distance, and he was casting his eyes into the huge hole.

Zou Wu approached him and rubbed his furry head against his arm.

The phantom of the three benevolent beasts disappeared.

"Did you feel it too?"

But Zou Wu can't speak.

It didn't feel anything either.

He Gang took a deep breath.

Just now, with the breathing of something in the back of his head, a certain kind of great anxiety began to envelope him completely.

This feeling was only encountered once when I came to this copy of the earth.

The last time was... the night I hunted the Lamia follower trapped in the car with Dumbledore.

There was also something blowing on the back of his head.

But at that time, there was no such a huge sense of uneasiness and weirdness.

Lamia around here?
He Gang looked around cautiously.

His nostrils fluttered slightly.

There was an extremely foul smell passing into his nostrils.

Like a cesspit in a slaughterhouse.

(End of this chapter)