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Boom!

On the other side of the world, dark clouds are rolling, and the violent dark power is rolling back crazily, turning into a giant tornado in the air that shrinks rapidly. The source of everything begins with that giant scythe!

The wind roared, and the resentment screamed. The curses and resentments that had accumulated for decades completely broke out at this moment. The damaged scythe recovered rapidly, and violent energy poured into the body through the hilt. Zhang Lin's size skyrocketed crazily, and the scythe also expanded rapidly with his height. .

Chaos appeared in his mind, his eyes were blood-red, and he was bearing thousands of death resentments all by himself!

The power of the Death Scythe expanded crazily, and the dark power eroded his body more and more, like flames rising. The black robe crazily spread around the body and wrapped around the whole body, and his face was hidden in the darkness by the hood!

Bass~

There was a strange sound in the sky and the earth. Blood-red and crazy eyes opened from the darkness. The huge sickle was raised high, as if to launch a desperate judgment on the sin-filled building under your feet!

Boom!

There was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the hazy sky suddenly became cold. People in the city looked longingly at the sky.

Accompanied by a thundering explosion, the air was torn apart in the bright light, and a strange aircraft burning with blazing fire dragged a thick column of smoke across the sky.

His eyes followed the flaming spaceship as it moved across the city walls, squares, and factories, and finally flew down to the giant palace in the center of the city.

Its speed is so fast that it flies away before anyone has time to react.

The height is getting lower and lower, and the raging flames roar with sonic booms, flying towards the building that represents the city's faith!

Bang!

The out-of-control aircraft seemed to hit some kind of dynamic explosion in the air. The huge fireball expanded rapidly. In the thick smoke, a human face screamed ferociously in the flames.

A small figure jumped out of the flames. Xiaoyu, who was wearing steel armor, panicked and quickly moved away from the explosion area.

Flying a hundred meters and hovering in the air, he slapped his faceplate: "God, how narcissistic is Steel Wing to design the flames after the self-destruction of the spacecraft to be his own portrait."

"This was not planned in advance."

Maya's voice came from the armor, and the scanner quickly scanned the explosion area. However, there was strong interference in the surrounding air, and the scanner could not operate normally.

A large number of armed soldiers poured out of the building. Without any shouts of inquiry, they fired directly with guns.

There were loud bangs and explosions, and the bullets hit the armor. Xiaoyu instinctively raised her hands to protect her face.

"Damn, these guys seem pretty cranky."

"We should leave here immediately to set up a signal tower and get in touch with the host."

Maya quickly gave her advice. As the spacecraft was invaded by an abnormal magnetic field, it and Maya were once again disconnected.

Yes, the armor on Xiaoyu's body has also become the stand-alone version of Maya, but compared to the unprepared before, this Maya is more agile and carries more comprehensive data.

Xiaoyu complained, and the propellers on her feet exerted strong force, taking her away from the area quickly.

The armed soldiers did not pursue, the ground infantry was unable to track the targets in the sky, the city had no air force support, and the only flying objects that could be seen in the sky were large and slow airships floating.

From another angle in this area, Zhang Lin, who was originally holding his sickle high and preparing to deliver a fatal blow to the group of people below, looked ferocious. The sickle in his hand had been put down, and his body that had soared by hundreds of meters shrank rapidly.

His body gradually returned to its original size, and the black robe on his body had covered his whole body. The scythe fell to the ground, and he covered his head with his hands and his whole body trembled. Countless memories appeared in his mind, and it felt like his whole head was about to explode.

step...step...step...

The heavily armed man walked past without noticing Zhang Lin squatting on the ground.

Suddenly, the head that was tightly grasped by both hands slowly lifted up, his eyes were blood red and full of resentment, and he flew towards a soldier who was running quickly.

The two merged, and Zhang Lin, with only his soul left, got into the other's body, and what followed was a loud explosion.

The soldier's head exploded in his helmet, and bloody mucus was blocked by the helmet and flowed down his neck.

The sudden explosion made the surrounding soldiers immediately alert. The guns in their hands were pointed at the soldier who was standing still. Slowly, they saw the blood seeping from his collar. Everyone turned their guns around again, looking for possible dangers around them. sniper.

The corpse fell to the ground, and the black figure slowly emerged from the corpse. The ferocious-looking Zhang Lin looked at the figures with their backs to him, his eyes filled with hatred, and he roared and flew away.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The soldiers' heads exploded one after another. The captain of the combat team urgently ordered everyone to disperse and find bunkers for refuge.

But before he finished speaking, his body suddenly stiffened, his eyes were filled with blood rapidly, and a large amount of information poured into his brain. The human brain could not process such a large amount of information in such a short time, and black and blue threads covered his entire face.

Bang!

Plasma splashed across the sky, and the headless corpse wearing the captain's leather jacket crashed to the ground.

Death happened around them, but these soldiers remained unmoved, quickly looking for bunkers and shooting at places where enemies might appear.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Heads exploded one by one, and all the more than thirty black-clad soldiers present fell down, and the square was filled with blood.

A pair of cold, cold eyes looked at the bloody square through the window from the darkness of the building, without any thoughts that could be called emotions towards the piles of corpses. .

Zhang Lin, who was in his soul state, squatted on the ground, with his back bent and his arms tightly grasping his scalp. With the death of the soldier, the resentment that almost swallowed up his intelligence seemed to dissipate a lot.

He stretched out his hand in vain, and the sickle lying in a pool of blood fell into his hand. It was as shiny as new and as the air flowed, it seemed that he could still hear the cry of the wronged soul.

Both feet stepped hard on the ground, and the body shot toward the sky!

He had to leave. Although killing these soldiers could help him suppress his madness, the bloody scene was too much for him to accept.

Everything seemed to have calmed down. Several indifferent men in priest uniforms walked out of the building, holding guns in both hands and walking steadily without any emotion in their eyes.

Step by step, he walked in the pool of blood, checking the condition of the corpses on the ground, and then looked around to make sure there was no threat.

The black man wearing a gray priest uniform asked indifferently: "What do you think that is?"

"nothing."

The man with gloomy and cold eyes, standing straight with two guns in hand, looked into the distance, his voice had no fluctuation, as if he was not speaking.

All the corpses have been roughly inspected, and there is no damage to the surface of the helmet. Either someone installed a bomb inside the helmet, or their heads were blown up by high blood pressure.

The black man asked aloud: "What do you mean?"

The man in black priest skin did not answer. He put away his guns in a neat movement and left the square with his feet in a pool of blood.

A large number of armed soldiers rushed out of the building and passed by the straight figure. The black man looked at everything with cold eyes.

With drug control, people in this city will not have mood swings, and naturally they will not get angry because the other person is arrogant.

but! He wants to climb to a higher position, and the man in front of him is his obstacle!

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