The City of Terror Chapter 1392: , fairy board!
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It turns out that these magic soldiers are transformed in this way.
But after all, those middle-aged people had only the ordinary strength of 1-Star, that is, a white-collar white body, but after the red light shined, their physical fitness suddenly soared, reaching the 1-Star elite.
Although they are not as good as those other soldiers now, this method is also quick.
On this central square, Wei Xiaobei did not find any priest with divine ability.
But it ’s normal to think about it.
With the strength of those indigenous gods, it would be too costly to want to give believers divine abilities.
Salvation like this can not only produce a batch of slightly useful cannon fodder, but also deter these believers. The cost is small, but it is much stronger than the ability to grant divine magic.
Unlike Wei Xiaobei ’s belief in the Sun God in Dongying, the indigenous people here were originally free from external threats, so these gods directly used violence to let the other party believe in themselves. Kill blood sacrifice!
To be honest, if the people who have been beheaded in this central square have been the civilized indigenous people, Wei Xiaobei does not matter, it should be seen as lively.
It did n’t take long for Wei Xiaobei to sit down with a team of human(ity)s from the curved blade natives.
"I'll grass your fairy board! Gougede, the evil **** who kills thousands of swords, and I will fight with you for the old."
"Cut! Kill them! A group of evil spirit dogs!"
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The human(ity) from this team came over and scolded all the way. Although they would be beaten by the indigenous people from time to time, they never stopped talking.
Is Chinese!
Wei Xiaobei, who was originally sitting on the female wall, stood up in an instant, his eyes focused.
Yes, yellow skin and black hair!
There are some changes in their Huaxia dialect. They should be the overseas Chinese of Huaxia here!
Wei Xiaobei thought of it now.
There are indeed many overseas Chinese in Java, and if this is not the case, China will not send an aircraft carrier fleet to evacuate overseas Chinese.
Obviously, these Chinese overseas Chinese have been scolding all the way, and they have long been regarded as an irredeemable category by the indigenous people. As soon as they bet on the edge of the ditch, the indigenous people waved their swords and did not let them kneel .
Save people!
Wei Xiaobei couldn't be found at this time. He kicked his legs and pulled a piece of cement from the female wall with his right hand. It was like a big bird rushing down quickly.
The indigenous people waved their swords very quickly, and those overseas Chinese had been scolded one by one before, but now that they saw curved blade cut off, they could only close their eyes and sigh.
No way, even trying to resist is impossible.
Everyone's hands are firmly tied behind him, and a group of people are **** in a row, even if they run, they can't run.
Of course, even if the rope is untied, they ca n’t resist. Each of these natives looks short individually, but they have a lot of energy. If they can beat them, they wo n’t be caught here.
But as they closed their eyes, they heard painful screams from the mouths of the indigenous people.
What happened?
The overseas Chinese hurriedly opened their eyes one by one, and then they saw the natives who made them hate down on the ground, either bleeding in the chest, or the arm was interrupted by something.
Saved?
These overseas Chinese felt ecstatic, although they did not know how they were saved, but at this time they also came over reaction, and desperately wanted to break free from the rope.
You know, even the indigenous people around have fallen down, but the spear natives who are standing at the entrance of those streets in the distance have discovered the movement here, and are dragging the spear over.
If when these lance natives come over, if these people have not broken the rope and picked up the curved blade on the ground, then everything is really over.
Hoo!
Boom!
Just when everyone was very anxious, but the rope was too strong to be untied, a soft sound rang, and then there was one more person beside them.
Of course, they didn't notice the appearance of this person at all.
But the next moment, they will have to face Wei Xiaobei squarely.
The reason is very simple. After Wei Xiaobei grabbed the rope and tried its strength, he rushed towards the sky. Those who were bound to the rope could not escape, and could only be carried by the rope.
"What's going on here?"
"Help!"
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Some overseas Chinese can't bear the constant changes at this time and scream.
However, Wei Xiaobei had no intention to explain to them at this time, because just after he burst into the central square, a red light appeared on the five gods.
I was found!
As Wei Xiaobei was discovered, there seemed to be something awake above the idol, and a huge force was coming, which brought him a little sense of threat.
Okay, Wei Xiaobei admitted that if there is only one person, everything can be solved, but it is more troublesome to have a bunch of people in his hand.
These overseas Chinese are not gray world players. They are just ordinary people. Once a battle erupts, even if they win by themselves, the aftermath of the battle will kill them!
Well, it seems that it has to keep rooting.
Wei Xiaobei originally planned to save people and immediately flash people, but now depending on the situation, he would n’t want to run directly.
The next moment, Wei Xiaobei rushed towards the five statues.
His right hand was carrying a rope, but his left hand took out the evolving ink gun.
In a blink of an eye, Wei Xiaobei rushed under a god, and the ink gun violently swept out, hitting the leg of the **** in a flash.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the idol's calf was suddenly swept away by Wei Xiaobei's gun!
Although the ink gun is still evolving and does not have as many subsidiary effects, its strong and never-wearing properties still exist.
Although the **** is made of granite, it is still much weaker in front of the giant ink and water gun.
As the idol's calf was cut off, the idol could no longer stand, and then collapsed.
Wei Xiaobei did not stop his hand at this time, the ink gun was swept out again, the leg of another idol was swept off, and then the first fallen idol was included in the storage ring.
In this way, in just ten minutes, the five statues erected on the central square were collected by Wei Xiaobei as storage rings.
The power that was coming before was interrupted in an instant, and Wei Xiaobei could even hear the roar of fury from the depths of the blue cotton island at the soul level.
Undoubtedly, with the disappearance of the idol, those gods want to transmit their power from a long distance, it is impossible.
It is temporarily safe.
Wei Xiaobei then took those overseas Chinese toward the sky, and he did not forget to shoot some indigenous people who dare to throw their spears up with stones.
After breaking through the strange power that enveloped the blue cotton island, Wei Xiaobei turned to the nearest island to the blue cotton island, during which a scream of screaming on the rope behind Wei Xiaobei Sounded.
After Wei Xiaobei lowered his height and placed a group of people on the island less than 300 square meters above the sea, a series of vomiting sounds immediately followed.
Obviously, it is difficult for these ordinary people to withstand this kind of high-altitude bungee movement.
If it ’s bungee jumping at high altitude, it ’s okay, but Wei Xiaobei took them for more than thirty kilometers at high altitude!
I am worried that the rope will break and I fall down. I do n’t know who Wei Weibei is.
In short, even if they landed on the island, they were terrified.
"You guys are hungry, come, take your hand and let everyone share."
In Wei Xiaobei ’s storage ring, there are not many high-quality foods, but ordinary foods are not small. These foods were originally prepared for those who entered Qing Mu Paradise, but later found that they ate the food in Qing Mu Paradise and There was no problem, so it fell.
Before these overseas Chinese, they have n’t eaten for many days. Those indigenous people are catching people everywhere. They are angry and worried. After being caught, their minds are used to scold, and they do n’t feel too hungry.
At this time, Wei Xiaobei took out the food, and a series of abdominal sounds suddenly sounded.
In addition to the previous vomiting, an unbearable feeling of hunger came to them.
As a result, they have no intention to worry that Wei Xiaobei has poisoned the food.
Furthermore, if Wei Xiaobei really hurts them, it is enough not to save them before.
Swallowing for a while, spitting out one by one soon.
After eating and drinking, these overseas Chinese gave a small thank you towards Wei Xiaobei.
Later, they realized that Wei Xiaobei was a Chinese, and they burst into tears.
Crying and talking about your own experience, your family's experience, etc.
Wei Xiaobei can also learn something from them at this time.
Of course, more is anger.
For Wei Xiaobei, China was the world ’s first powerful country before Monster invaded reality. It was difficult for him to imagine what would happen to these overseas Chinese who live far away from other countries.
It sounds like weeping tears.
This matter, just think about it.
The aborigines after their redemption, even other aborigines with their own blood, must be killed, not to mention the overseas Chinese who are different from them.
In fact, on the whole Blue Cotton Island, except for a small number of indigenous people who have been redeemed and become magic soldiers, the rest, whether they are indigenous or foreign nationals, etc., will be sent to be erected everywhere if they are caught The **** sacrifice of my idol!
It can be said that before the indigenous gods came into reality, the population of Blue Cotton Island was about two million.
And now, with the soldiers plus human(ity) hiding around, there will be at most 500,000 left.
If the **** soldiers are removed, the only remaining human(ity) will be more than 100,000.
I can imagine how much human(ity) died there.
In short, everyone who survives is more or less burdened by the blood of his family! (To be continued.)