In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

Is this still on Earth? ?

Attila, who caused the destruction, looked away. This Milan only needs to invest in heroic spirits, and it can be destroyed in 10 minutes, but now she still wants humans to live for a while.

Her eyes scanned a group of people, and finally landed on a figure in a black robe. Its energy fluctuations were not strong, and she didn't even show her face. Only the black smoke from her body indicated that this person was extraordinary.

"Shadow, is there any prey stepping into the trap now?"

The entire north is under her surveillance, not by the air force, but by the scattered monsters, holding everything in her palm like spread fingers.

And the center of the whole monitoring is beside her, this shadow sent by 'it'.

It wasn't magical power, but scattered like the fluctuations of Rosen's mental power. The black figure took a step forward and replied in a male-female voice:

"The 134th Ranger Team has captured a heroic spirit. From the analysis of the Noble Phantasm, it should be Jack the Ripper, and the No. 15 disguise has been beheaded so far."

"Jack?" Before Attila could speak, Eric the Blood Ax came out and shouted in shock: "Isn't this kid under Morgan?! Could it be a mistake!"

He ran all the way from northern Europe to Rome. He was a fallen hero who knew the inside story of Britain. He had seen Jack, a kid, and finally heard that he died in London.

Even if you are lucky enough to survive, even if you betray the water, are human beings so open-minded nowadays?Even fallen heroes dare to use it!

"From the analysis of the treasure, there is no mistake, and there is no demonic aura on her body." Heiying still had that neutral expression, as if everything had nothing to do with it.

"What?!" The other heroic spirits were also shocked. They didn't expect that there would be a way to clean up in this world. However, before they could ask, Attila waved his hand to stop him:

"That's enough, everything will be cleared up after she is brought back."

"That's right." The heroic spirits nodded again and again. They were just curious and had no interest in going back.

Attila lowered his eyes and was about to issue an order when a giant dragon descended from the sky, and the hurricane it set off made everyone's clothes flutter.

"Master Attila, Caligula wants to escape from the city."

Before the words were finished, a tyrannical magic power shot up from the north of Milan City, revealing an indomitable madness, as if everything in front of him would be torn apart.

Those ordinary monsters couldn't stop them at all, and they collapsed one by one under the mental attack. The changes on the battlefield fell into Attila's eyes, and the girl was still so calm.

"Blood! Blood! Blood! I'm going to chop off his head now!" Eric raised his ax and wanted to leave, but just a few steps away, a giant silver wolf stood in front of him.

"Rob, do you want to take credit for it!?" The bloody breath surged immediately, and there were not many fallen heroes to talk to.

"Hmm... ow..." A low animal cry sounded like a wolf and a bit like a dog.

"What the fuck are you talking about!" Eric frowned, and he didn't understand dog language.

"He's saying don't act rashly, wait for Master Attila's order." Hei Ying explained lightly, his gaze remained flat.

"But......"

"Okay, Caligula runs as long as he wants, there are plenty of opportunities to kill this heroic spirit." Attila didn't pay attention to the other party at all, turned around, and slapped the black shadow with both hands:

"Let's start, play the finale of destruction! All those who step into the northern border—"

"Everyone can be killed!!"

PS: I got drunk tonight and slipped away....

Chapter 140 Four Idiots, This Is Called Justice From Heaven!

No one among the heroic spirits present could know the identity of Sombra, or even his true magic power fluctuations. Seeing him take a step forward, Eric and others stepped back.

An energy similar to magic power but completely different in nature spread to the surroundings, the black robe bulged, and traces of smoke-like shadows emerged from the gap.

"This...this is!?"

Just as the pupils of the fallen heroic spirits shrank sharply, the black shock wave swept across the body, stretched to the sky, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Where they couldn't see, the pilots of the high-altitude reconnaissance plane were frantically calling the base, and even Rosen raised his head, his eyes full of surprise.

Whether it's radio or mental power, all the places that are swept by the shock wave have lost contact, just like the electronic interference of the old age, but it's a hundred times more high-end!

The whole process took no more than five seconds, and the speed was so fast that the heroic spirit didn't even have time to react. The black shadow walked up to Altila and nodded slightly:

"Empty, wide-area interference has unfolded, and the northern parts of Rome can no longer communicate with each other in any way."

"Well, I see." Attila nodded expressionlessly, this was originally the most critical piece of the puzzle in her plan.

Lost contact, Rome's army and heroic spirits are just a bunch of divided prey, and she can choose the hunting target according to her own preferences.

Attila took a deep breath, as if returning to hunting sheep on the prairie, the tricolor long sword swung forward——

"Shadow, let's start the second step. Send Eric and Rob to where the enemy is, and capture the defected fallen heroic spirit."

"As you wish." Soi Ying nodded, as if he himself was curious about how Jack cleansed himself.

The smoky shadow evaporated a lot again, but what was exchanged was majestic magic power, whose strength was even second only to Attila!

The space was broken and connected with the coordinates of a certain place, and one person and one wolf flashed in front of their eyes, and when they recovered their sight, they had already fallen within the defense line built by a group of tanks.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and not far from the two of them, a white-haired little girl was pulling a dagger from the corpse, staring at them with a puzzled face.

It's really interesting to transform into a living person, but it's uncomfortable to turn into two fallen heroes. Jack squatted on the ground, grinning like a frightened beast.

"Haha! Brat! I haven't seen you for so many years, you are still so annoying!" Eric roared, his strong muscles bulging like hills, and the long-handled ax on his shoulder was eager for blood.

"Huh? Uncle, have we met before?" Jack tilted his head with a naive expression.

"Have you even forgotten Master Eric?! It's okay, the blood will help you remember!" The heroic spirit like a demon stepped down, and the huge force caused the tank to bounce slightly, and the eyes turned blood red, and the inside Full of bloodthirsty tyranny.