Dimensional Invasion Of Doomsday

Bai Xiaosheng's draft baba directly ignited the World Forum, and the professionals of the Celestial Dynasty, which has the largest population in the world, left messages under the post to express their support.

"Bai Xiaosheng, I stand up for you, and there is the number one person. If I don't accept anyone, I will obey you."

"The one on the top floor, take me one."

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"That's right, no matter which country you are a professional, just come, even though I am not in the Celestial Dynasty, my blood will always flow in the blood of the Celestial Dynasty. Whatever you do, I will take your surname in the blink of an eye!"

"Yes, brother, where are you from, we can unite to make these guys look good!"

Probably the person who posted the post did not expect that his move not only did not make the professionals of the Celestial Dynasty timid, but instead made them consciously unite and fight against professionals from all over the world.

Of course, the person who posted the post didn’t know that, in fact, other professionals in the world are not interested in Qin Han beating up the professionals in their own country, because it is so difficult for them to save their own lives in this apocalyptic world. Thinking of finding trouble with others.

And all over the world, not everyone is such a guy who has no brains and can't think. They are encouraged by a post at will, but they will think, the world's number one who beat the army of professionals from eight countries to the north. Just how strong a person must be to perform such a terrifying performance.

In Great Britain, in a huge old castle, Lilith closed the World Forum, lazily lay back on her throne, and looked at the man below 070 with a hint of mockery on her face.

"It's really interesting, Dracula. Isn't this battle very interesting? It must be a great battle that used up 350,000 human blood in one battle.

After hearing Lilith's words, Dracula showed a wry smile.

"My lord queen, this subordinate has let you down. Not only did I fail to kill the enemies of the Vatican, but I also shamed the reputation of the blood clan. I am guilty."

"Oh heh heh!"

With a bang, Lilith opened a feather fan to cover her mouth, squinted her eyes and smiled.

"How could it be? Didn't you kill the genius Wilhelm of the werewolf clan? Even if you returned to the present world alone with this feat, the council of blood clans would not blame you, let alone you were able to kill the little boy of the thirteen clans intact. The guys are all brought back."

"And..." Lilith shook her fan, and the gentle breeze blew her bangs. "Let the little guys of the Thirteen Clans see the real powerhouses in this world, which will also be of great benefit to their growth."

"A real strong man?"

After hearing Lilith's words, Dracula's eyes flashed, and in his mind flashed the man covered in bloody flames, that kind of domineering strength was deeply rooted in Dracula's heart.

"That's true, Lu Bu Lu Fengxian, I don't know when I can fight against you again, I'm really looking forward to it."

In the Pope's Hall of the Vatican, Constantine III slowly took his hand away from Father Anderson's head, a trace of fatigue flashed across his face.

"Okay, Father Anderson, I have pulled out the Holy Nail of Elena in your body, but you have to remember, try not to let the Holy Nail penetrate to such a degree in the future, if you penetrate the Holy Nail more than six points If you are at the fifth level, I am afraid that only an angel descending from the earth can pull out the holy nail in your body."

Feeling the sense of relaxation coming from the heart, and the no longer obscure holy power, Anderson lowered his head deeply.

"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty. This subordinate has shamed the Lord."

Shaking his head, Constantine III took a step forward and helped Anderson up. Looking at this tall man, Constantine smiled.

"The responsibility is not on you, don't blame yourself, and this time the enemy is not invincible, the first person in this legend is not simple, maybe he is the savior mentioned in the Lord's revelation.

"Is he the savior?"

Anderson's eyes widened. Even he had always heard about the savior as a legend, but unexpectedly, he got the news that the first person might be the first person from the pope. This incident made Anderson somewhat unacceptable.

In his opinion, this savior should at least be a believer of the Lord, but from Anderson's aura on the battlefield, none of these guys have the aura of the Lord, but in the distant Yuanmingyuan, he felt a A huge and obscure dark aura.

If such a guy with dark power can be the savior, then what is he who believes in the Lord and controls the light?

"Well, it's just speculation at the moment, but if we look at it according to the revelation, it's very likely that this person is the savior."

Nodding, Constantine said.

"But the subordinates felt a very pure dark power from him."

"Oh?"

Hearing the information from Anderson, Constantine raised his eyebrows. If this is the case, then the identity of the savior is open to question, because Constantine feels that since he is the savior, he should definitely be a righteous existence, and he has darkness. The power guy, definitely not (bddj) could be the savior.

It has to be said that inertial thinking is a very powerful thing [sometimes this kind of thinking can make people lose the judgment they should have.

Russia.

This country that produces fighting nations has to say that the environment is also the worst.

Not only does the sky inherit the eternal night of Europe, but the climate also inherits the eternal winter of Asia, in this dark and cold country.

A Viking berserker wearing animal skin armor and holding a huge ax is fighting a group of ice-bound bears in the wasteland.

One of the Viking berserkers, with one axe, disemboweled the bear that was more than four meters tall in front of him, and then chopped off the bear's head with ten axes.

Seeing the dead bear lying on the ground, the berserker picked up the bear's head and opened his mouth to drink the blood from the severed head of the giant bear.

It wasn't until the blood on the explosive bear's head was gone that he threw the explosive bear's head aside with a shameless face. At this time, the other berserkers also chopped the explosive bear he was fighting into pieces, one by one. Without cooking, he cut off pieces of raw meat from these explosive bears with the knife he carried with him and ate them.

"Hey, Ivan. I heard that you were almost beaten out of the shit when you participated in the country dungeon. Is it true?"

A berserker who was eating a bear's paw said to the berserker who was drinking blood. Hearing his words, Ivan's eyes bulged and his palms opened. An explosive made of seven detonators tied together appeared on his chest. hands.

"Damn it, shut up for me. When did I get shitted? You're talking nonsense. Believe it or not, I'll stuff explosives into your eyes."

Seeing Ivan who was about to go berserk, the Viking berserker who asked the question quickly shook his hand.

Ivan is never joking. Since he said that he would stuff explosives into his eyes, he would definitely not stuff them into his mouth. Moreover, although this guy is the king of spell-oriented blasters by profession, his physical fitness is amazing. No worse than their group of authentic Viking warriors.

From the fact that he killed the Icefield Burst Bear with his giant ax neatly, it can be seen how strong this guy is.

After breathing heavily for a few times to calm down, Ivan dispersed the explosives in his hand, took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it with a match and took a strong puff.

"Damn it, but I have to say, that pussy-looking guy who uses a long gun is really strong, and I escaped from him only by teaming up with that pervert from the Vatican.

Thinking of Zhao Yun's terrifying spear skills, Ivan shuddered, then took a deep puff of his cigar, and said to his bad friends.

"I tell you, if there are large-scale dungeons that Chinese professionals will participate in in the future, please keep your eyes peeled. Don't provoke them at will. If you encounter a hidden terrorist, you will meet Satan."

Seeing these unruly guys nodding their heads, but with disapproving expressions on their faces, Ivan sighed, and only hoped that he would not meet these guys in the future.

In addition, the remaining professionals from the countries who participated in this dungeon were also terrified by Qin Han's terrifying killing, and their impression of Qin Han had completely transformed into awe.

Of course, there are dissatisfaction here.

For example, in Japan, in Honnoji Temple.

Oda Nobunaga sat cross-legged in his room, although his Onimusha team was completely killed by Qin Han's Xuanyuan Shenwei, but he didn't feel any loss.

Because he still has his own cards, and he has an ally who can be called invincible.

Slowly opened his eyes, Oda Nobunaga sighed slightly.

"It seems that I can only ask Mrs. Nannan."