Weird asylum, you're taking in a human being like me?

Zhang Weidong raised his head with difficulty.

Then he saw a scene that he would never forget.

Countless thumb-thick lightning bolts, like laser weapons, fell from the sky on the heads of the enemy army.

The frequency of lightning attacks was like rain.

In just a moment, countless blood holes appeared on the giant's body.

The blood holes were charred around.

Perhaps because of his huge size.

A large amount of lightning was attracted to him.

He was bathed in purple lightning, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

Look at the army composed of star-level life.

In less than a minute, nearly 10% of them had fallen.

Just one encounter, the superiority and inferiority were already clear.

Of course, it is not a simple matter for a god to kill another god.

Even for someone as powerful as Zhang Chu, it is the same.

To make a god fall completely, you need to completely wipe out his divinity.

Every time lightning fell on the giant, it consumed his divinity.

Such a battle is no longer something the army can intervene in.

This can be seen from the local troops that fell like wheat in the wind.

Fortunately, the commanders of all levels of the army issued orders in time and did not let the soldiers join this battle of gods.

About five minutes passed.

The other side's 100,000 star lives have lost nearly 30%.

At this time, they decisively chose to retreat.

At the same time, another army came to hell from the world through teleportation.

As soon as they landed, they saw this horrible scene.

Fortunately, Zhang Chu was not red-eyed at this time.

Otherwise, the purple thunder would probably fall on the foreheads of these "customers".

It was precisely because of the sudden appearance of these "customers".

Zhang Chu cursed and retracted his magical powers.

If he continued to fight, it would be inevitable to accidentally hurt customers.

Zhang Chu also knew that his mission was not to kill all the invaders.

It was enough to hurt them and disperse them.

Blind slaughter will bring a lot of unnecessary trouble to the group army.

After dispersing them, as long as the other party has no problem with their brains, they will basically not provoke humans again.

After all, humans only have so many resources. If you want to completely eliminate the humans in hell, you need to pay a heavy price.

For one thing, as long as the benefits are not proportional to the cost, normal people will not do it.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are some abnormal guys.

But once such a situation really occurs, it will not be Zhang Chu alone who will come out to fight the enemy.

The enemy army also took advantage of this time to complete the retreat, leaving only a pile of corpses like charcoal.

The picture of Zhang Chu holding up the thundercloud with both hands was deeply reflected in the minds of these "customers" and could not be shaken off.

The picture was really too shocking.

…………

After the group of customers left this place of right and wrong.

Zhang Weidong arranged the aftermath and returned to the command post.

And Zhang Chu had already sat in the chair belonging to the commander.

As usual, he was watching a bloody romance drama while picking his toes.

He occasionally showed a weird auntie smile on his face.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Weidong shuddered unconsciously.

It was difficult for him to connect the man in front of him with the figure holding the thunder cloud.

The two figures had two completely different painting styles, as if they came from two different dimensional worlds.

Zhang Weidong sighed lightly, and then found a chair nearby and sat down.

After a moment, he hesitated and said, "Are there really immortals in this world? Or, can people really cultivate immortals?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chu paused the bloody romance drama, and then looked at Zhang Weidong with a look like a fool and said, "What kind of experience made you have this unrealistic fantasy?"

Hearing Zhang Chu's words, Zhang Weidong's eyes widened.

He took a deep breath, then said: "Then please explain your performance just now!"

Zhang Chu was stunned, then curled his lips and said: "What to explain? How can I explain this to you?

If you master the power of 'thunder and lightning', you can do it!"

Zhang Weidong was stunned again, then puzzled: "But I see that Mr. Lu Xiao's power does not have such an exaggerated performance as yours!

Nor do they have such powerful attack and destructive power as you!"

As Zhang Weidong's voice fell, Zhang Chu fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he pulled the corner of his mouth and said in a strange tone: "Do you like to be directly struck into slag by lightning from the sky, or do you like to be turned into neither human nor ghost by their evil power?

Fight with me, at least you can know how you die.

Try to fight with them?

You don't even know when you were hit.

Maybe you will find yourself turned into a puppet when you are distracted.

Then you will find that they are holding the string that controls you."

Hearing this, Zhang Weidong's eyes widened.

After a moment, he pursed his lips and said: "I don't like these two ways of dying!"

Zhang Chu rolled his eyes and said: "You guy, you are really greedy!"

Hearing this, Zhang Weidong retorted: "Fuck... Can you call this greedy?"

Zhang Chu waved his hand, and then placed the tablet in his hand on the sand table in front of him.

Then, he stood up and walked slowly towards Zhang Weidong.

Seeing Zhang Chu walking towards him, Zhang Weidong instinctively leaned back and pressed his body tightly against the back of the chair.

As Zhang Chu got closer and closer, Zhang Weidong became nervous.

He didn't understand why the other party couldn't sit down and talk to him, but had to approach him.

It wasn't until Zhang Chu brushed the seat and passed by him that Zhang Weidong realized that he was overthinking.

Zhang Chu came to the door of the command room and took a cigarette, a pack of melon seeds and a large pot of tea from a soldier.

Then Zhang Chu carried these three things and returned to his position.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Weidong's expression gradually became puzzled.

He pondered for a moment, then asked in confusion: "Where did this cigarette come from?"

At this time, Zhang Chu lit a cigarette for himself skillfully, and then replied in a neutral tone: "I asked someone to take it from your private collection, is there any problem?"

Hearing this, Zhang Weidong stood up suddenly.

He said in a deep voice: "This is outrageous! You let my soldiers use my private collection to honor you?

They actually did it?

This is totally ignoring me as the commander!"

Hearing this, Zhang Chu raised his eyelids and said: "What are you yelling about?

I am a Taoist priest, they pay tribute to me and burn incense, what's wrong with that?"