Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 181: Vengeance! revenge! revenge!
"Wait a minute, I'll touch in and see..."
"Prohibition-eternity of light!"
A blazing light whizzed down and directly enveloped the entire small city below. In an instant, countless screams and screams came from the city. Forbidden curse level magic is not for ordinary people. Inferior to a natural punishment.
"Pochetti, are you crazy!" a woman in black roared with a scythe in her hand. She just motioned to Pochetti to wait for a while and let herself sneak in to check, but Pochetti didn't care. A forbidden curse was hit directly.
If she hadn't suspended her action ahead of time, she might have been injured by this wave of forbidden curses unsuspectingly.
Pochetti's face looked a little gloomy, but he smiled at the woman's accusation,
"Didn’t that woman wipe out a city with a population of hundreds of thousands? I just wiped it out. It was nothing more than a small town with a population of 20,000 or 30,000. Before the broadcast officially issued the notification of the completion of the task, the original The resident population is not within our protection scope. Here, it is not as restrictive as our original world. So, why not experience this feeling?"
"Pochetti, are you irritated by that Eastern woman?" The woman sneered when she heard the words, "Did you go to confess to her? Then she refused?"
"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb." Pocheti is obviously not very emotional. It is not so much that he is difficult to accept the result of rejection of love. It is better to say that what really stimulates him is to face the lychee. At that time, he couldn't resist the embarrassment for a round.
"Wait, there are still people living in the city!"
Chrissy's figure turned into a shadow and penetrated directly into the past.
How can there be living people in a city that has just been baptized by light?
Even if there is a living? It will definitely not be ordinary people, so it belongs to the list of fish that they have hunted.
"Ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
An angry roar came from the ruins of the city, and then a man bleeding from all over his body ran out of the ruins. He kept yelling. Although he could not understand his language, he could imagine it. , He was cursing angrily.
He should know that he is dead soon, and the invading listeners can get some coordinate hints from the broadcast, so these slip-through fish can't hide at all, so he may have returned to the town where he was born before he died. Let's take a final look.
Unfortunately, his last glance turned his birthplace into ruins. Tens of thousands of people in the small city were wiped out in the light, and even their souls were instantly shattered. His relatives, his friends, his Memories instantly turn into nothingness.
Perhaps, this is the identity position between the invaders and the aboriginals, because broadcasting does not require captives or developing a pseudo-army. In this regard, broadcasting is a more thorough racist than Hitler and has no buffer There is no possibility of reconciliation because of the contradiction between the two countries, creating a situation where there is no room for negotiation.
And these big-time listeners, in the original world, they are like prisoners who have been imprisoned by the broadcast to ban,,, and desire. Once they are indulged here, they will often appear very unscrupulous.
Several things like this deliberate slaughter as fun have happened. Of course, there are some bigwigs who have their own ethics, or they are not interested in getting a sense of presence in ordinary people.
The height of a man is 2.5 meters. People in this world are generally taller. At the same time, there are special runes flashing on his body. It is these runes that made him pass the forbidden curse just now, but even In this way, he was still seriously injured.
Furthermore, if his strength is divided according to the audience level, he can only be regarded as a high-level audience, and it is not a big one in the slippery fish. However, the remaining big-time audiences in this world can only be estimated by the natives of the strength level. It can be counted.
The black shadow appeared behind the man, Chrissy’s sickle pierced the man’s chest without any hindrance, and then lightly mentioned that the tall man was lifted directly by the woman Chrissy .
Chrissy enjoys the feeling of picking up the enemy. Watching the enemy linger under the curse of her death sickle can often give her a strong sense of excitement.
The man’s howls and roars are so sweet in Chris’ ears, but it’s a pity that this fish is too small, so Chris can not get so much happiness.
"Give you a chance to end it, tell me, is there anyone else near you?"
Chrissy’s problem is conveyed through mental power, which can avoid language barriers. In fact, because of the high level of life of the audience, their IQ is also high. Most audiences, especially big-time audiences, learn a language. It's a very simple thing, but let them spend their minds on learning the language of this conquered world, and few people are willing to do it.
Even if it’s a broadcast, sometimes it’s not possible to give an absolutely accurate dynamic target coordinate in time. Often when the audience has passed for a while, the target has already changed direction. This may be because the broadcast has not officially moved yet. Completely establish full control of the world.
It's a pity that the spiritual reply that Kris received was just that kind of boring curse.
"Are there any news?"
Pochetti is wearing a pair of white gloves. At this moment, he is carefully wiping his wand, and he is also blowing a breath at the magic gem on the top of the wand, as if wiping an art treasure.
"No." Chrissy smiled. "It's just a low-level life filled with anger."
After talking,
Kris's palm turned over, and the death sickle released a black flame to directly burn the prey on it.
Under the feet of the two, there is a city of scorched earth. In some places, you can clearly see the black traces of human figures left after people were burned to ashes.
"You said, does this count as a work of art?" Pochetti asked.
"Unless you spend a little more time burying this place, after thousands of years, this world will also enter a technological civilization and be discovered by archaeologists at that time as a relic."
"Is it similar to the ancient city of Pompeii?" Pochetti shook his head absurdly. "In this way, it seems that many ruins and legends in our world were probably created by the audience who invaded the other world. ."
"It is very likely to be like this, and it may even include the mythological system." Kriss's expression suddenly changed after saying this, and said: "What's the matter?"
Pochetti also became serious immediately, because not far away, an ancient war anthem that seemed to carry the breath of time suddenly sounded. If it is only a war anthem, then forget it. After all, there are countries and armies in this world, but ordinary people's It is impossible for the army to create an atmosphere that will make big-time audiences feel depressed.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
As the battle song gets closer and closer, the ground begins to tremble at this time, as if thousands of horses are galloping.
Pochetti held the wand directly in suspension, and his mental power was instantly melted after he was released, so now he can only use this most primitive way to check the situation.
When he rose up, his eyes condensed for an instant. He saw an army of about five hundred men moving towards this side. All soldiers of this army were wearing exactly the same armor. They walked clumsy and uniform. The speed of their movement does not seem to be the distance measured under their feet, because in just a short while, the legion has narrowed from more than ten kilometers away to only a few kilometers away.
Kriss also floated up. When she saw this army, her expression suddenly changed, "This is the Qin army, it is the Qin army, the army of the ancient East. I visited the terracotta warriors and horses in China a long time ago. Yes, this is their armor style."
The culture of this world is quite different from the original world. Even the styles and styles of armor are very different because of the different natural enemies they face. Therefore, the armor of the Qin Dynasty is still very easy to distinguish.
The army formation of five hundred Qin soldiers, with a "Qin" flag at the rear, and a Luanjia in the middle. The five hundred people are like a whole, regardless of each other. In a blink of an eye, they once again narrowed the distance.
"How could they appear here, impossible, impossible!"
Pochetti let out an exclamation,
"Why didn't the broadcaster announce in advance."
"Let's go!" Kris directly gave up her intention to try to attack, because this army made her feel a great sense of fear. When they came to this world by train, the world actually did not How much peak power, so they have not experienced the tragic decisive battle at the level of a real boss.
However, when Chrissy had just turned into a dark shadow and was about to leave, the Qin Army's army formation changed in an instant. A line of soldiers holding a long Ge disappeared directly in place, and appeared around the shadow in the next moment.
"Thorn! Phew!"
Simple syllables come from the throats of these Qin soldiers,
Then,
Dozens of long Ge stabs together,
"Puff!"
Chrissy had no time to react at all. The next moment, her body was forced out by the terrifying aura around her, and then dozens of long shots directly penetrated her body.
"Tip! Phew!"
Long Ge held high,
Chrissy was lifted up like a hedgehog,
Just like she just lifted the native with a sickle,
It's just that the eyes of the Qin soldiers below are full of icy coldness, and there is no excitement to torture the prey like she just did.
For these Qin soldiers, what they are killing at this time is not much different from a pig or a dog.
"Crack! Phew!"
"Ah!!!"
Zhang Ge withdrew together, and Chrissy's body instantly collapsed, and she was torn apart along with her soul!
A big boss,
It disappeared in the blink of an eye!
Inexpensive,
Low level,
Even, it makes people feel wasteful,
This is a big-time audience, but it's so simple and hasty to die.
This is despair,
It was the despair brought about by this Qin army.
In the past, broadcasting invaded Da Qin. In despair, Emperor Shi led his subordinate Da Qin tiger to death one after another. When he saw his generals and his soldiers began to die, his empire was broadcasting batch after batch The audience sent by the train disintegrated in battle;
I am afraid that I am proud of my ancestor dragon, and I also tasted the bitterness of despair. In the same way, Alexander, who was the first in the world to face the coming of darkness, may have chosen to go to the church to broadcast in this despair. "play".
But precisely because the two great monarchs of the East and the West have experienced this kind of despair, they have joined forces to plan and plan to put the despair on them in the past two thousand years.
Return the original!
"Forbidden-light comes!"
Pochetti witnessed the scene where Chris was instantly killed. At this time, the boundless fear had swept through his body, but his instinct made him release a forbidden curse again.
He was afraid,
He panicked,
There is no such thing as the relaxed and freehand feeling when talking about art before,
What is the ancient city of Pompeii, what is the killing game, what is the pleasure of becoming a real god, and the thrill of becoming a dead person, at this moment, I don't know where to fly.
In his eyes, only Kris died simply and simply. Those Qin soldiers seemed to be doing the simplest training, killing a big boss in an instant!
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!"
The sound of war drums thundered rapidly. Except for the long Ge Qin soldiers who left the team, the remaining Qin soldiers started to charge together. They were neatly paced, like a whole. They used to be combined in this way, walking neatly. The pace has smashed the Six Nations and Baiyue, and **** is the relic of the Qin army's annihilation of a group of big-time listeners.
The huge and magnificent Light Forbidden Curse bombarded them, but this only caused a trivial scratch on the armor of each of them, and it could not even delay their charge.
They are still like a rainbow,
They are still unstoppable,
They are a whole, and the damage is divided equally. In this way, unless Pochetti has the ability to kill hundreds of Qin soldiers in one fell swoop, it will not be able to shake the army at all!
Pocheti is about to leave~IndoMTL.com~ He even took out the space scroll that is extremely precious to him, but at this time, crossbowmen in the army shot arrows, and these arrows did not Stabbed directly at Pocheti, but stopped around, and blocked the space in an instant!
Daqin arrow formation, the power of God reappears!
In the past, the biggest enemy that the Qin army faced after sweeping Liuhe was the existence that descended in the darkness. They knew how to hunt and face the audience!
They can't let the audience in front of them leave so easily.
Pochetti's space scroll lost all its effects at this time. Facing the rolling army formation, he sacrificed all his magical instruments and other scrolls, but to no avail.
And this Qin army didn’t even wield a weapon,
They are just like that,
Simple and simple,
Be upright,
Without fancy,
Trample,
In the past.
"Om! Om! Om!!!!!!"
The neat footsteps were the most terrifying melody at the end of life for Pochetti before he died.
What Litchi said to him yesterday came to his mind,
Find a hole,
Otherwise it will die.
It turns out that what that woman meant...
On the ground where Pochetti was standing,
A humanoid blood shadow appeared,
These are the traces of Pochetti’s body and soul after being trampled on,
With ordinary people in the city that he just destroyed,
Exactly the same!
While Qin Binjun did not stay, the group of Changge soldiers also regrouped, the battle song sounded again, and they rushed to the next target,
The killing has just begun,
The prelude to the revenge of the old Qin,
Just opened!
Two thousand years later,
Hunter and prey,
Replacement!