Chapter 49 49: Black Rain
The ground shook, waking up Jennifer who had been too much last night.
Lazy and half-opened his eyes, with the faint light of the bedside lamp, he saw Bai Shihang next to him, and asked in a soft voice as if he had just gotten up: "My dear, what happened? ? "
Bai Shihang looked serious and nodded seriously: "Yes, something is going to happen soon"
Then he turned over and pressed on.
"Ah——!"
Clutching the sheets tightly, as she vibrated, she could no longer feel the movement from the outside world.
“Ah——!”
“My legs!”
“I want to surrender, there are two packets of powder in my anus, catch me in, please ”
A devastated Central Park.
Those gangsters who were locked in chairs or railings were either lucky or unlucky. Fortunately, some chairs could be dragged by several people, so they struggled to leave this terrifying place.
Unfortunately, a lot of debris had just been splashed, including rocks, trash cans, and guide signs. Some people seemed to have been automatically tracked, and their blood was all over the ground.
The giant dragon suppressed Michael with one claw and roared into the sky. The sound waves spread and the birds in New York were startled. Looking over, the birds were like "dark clouds" again.
In the command room, looking at the angels who were clearly at a disadvantage, even the atheists were silently cheering for them.
After all, the counterfeiter's behavior from the time he appeared until now has been too weird and obviously malicious. If he really succeeds, no one knows what terrible consequences it will cause.
“Is there any way we can support the angels!”
“Napalm? Legend has it that Seraph Michael can control fire. Is it conducive to his performance if we arrange a fire field? ? And the black dragon is so big, it will cause more damage to it."
"Okay, execute it immediately!"
Mark is afraid to order the compensation for the goddess. , always thinking about what actions he can take to make up for it, or to shirk the blame in the future, to prove that he is not standing here just watching.
As for those punks in Central Park?
Sorry, let them die for the country. It can be regarded as improving the waste utilization rate, and who knows whether those people are illegal immigrants.
Lightning and thunder became more and more intensive, and they began to bombard lightning rods or telephone poles everywhere.
Under the mad dance of the thunder snake, a black dragon suppressed the angel and stood tall. From a magazine in the distance, a reporter risked his life and leaned out to capture such a scene. His professional instinct told him that maybe with this photo, he would be able to live a life of food and clothing.
Brush!
A sword mark of holy light rushed into the sky and gradually disappeared.
The angel broke free from the black dragon's suppression, flew in the air again, and started a seemingly asymmetrical fight with the opponent.
"Roar!"
The black dragon's wing membrane was penetrated by the sharp blade, and it let out a cry of pain. It opened its huge mouth towards the angel, and a large amount of black viscous substance spurted out from his mouth.
The angel was caught off guard and was slightly contaminated. Suddenly, all movements slowed down, and even the light on the blade weakened.
This is a by-product of [Alienation]. It actually only has a nauseating effect and has no side effects. Just like the Holy Light he has been using, the special usage of [Injury Aura] only has a superficial effect and can cause damage. It's just that the black dragon puts away his ability in advance, and then the angel uses the [blade] ability to cause damage to the black dragon.
It can be said that Ko Shiraishi is one of Oscar winners, but Ko Shiraishi is now fighting on three sides!
As Michael slowed down, the Black Dragon's advantage expanded. From time to time, it would hammer Michael off the ground and plow long traces in the park.
"Hahaha! What a pity. If this is your true body, how wonderful it would be." Heilong spoke in Japanese, with a slightly crazy tone, but it somehow fit the application scenario of this language.
Enough for the second grade.
"Lead the wolf into the house." The angel said slowly and raised his head.
Several missiles struck, and with bursts of explosive fireballs, half of Central Park instantly turned into a sea of flames.
Capital of America. White palace.
The commander-in-chief and his staff watched all this happening in silence, and some of them covered their mouths.
"Commander, we must consider for the sake of votes not to use more radical methods-"
The commander waved his hand and looked at the sea of fire: "Bring the suitcase."
In fact, He does not need a nuclear command suitcase to issue nuclear weapons commands in the White Palace, but this is more of an attitude.
“Tell Mark, go ahead and do it. I support all his decisions. This is a land favored by God’s glory, and we are a favored people! I will never tolerate the devil trying to get an inch of this place! Even if it costs At any cost! This is the public enemy of all mankind for all mankind!”
The staff glanced at the camera not far away, feeling that the commander was trying too hard, for fear that if he tried to persuade him again, he would be offended. He would behave more like a speech, and his hands would be played like an accordion, so he stopped trying to persuade and continued to watch the "live broadcast".
In the sea of fire, the black dragon became a fire dragon. Although this was nothing to Shiraishi Hang. Regular explosions and burnings meant more supplements to him than weapons, but he still pretended to be weak and tried to put out the fire on his body. of flame.
The specific move is to "scratch" everywhere between the buildings to create more GDP and jobs for future urban reconstruction, and then soar into the sky and disappear behind the clouds.
"It worked! We successfully fought back against the devil!"
Everyone in the command room was overjoyed, and the commander-in-chief breathed a sigh of relief.
When he issued this order, he was under a lot of pressure. If he didn't gain anything, he would inevitably be blamed later.
But this joy did not last long, because the black dragon appeared in front of everyone again.
He poked his head into the dark clouds, as if he was one with the sky, and the weather was at his will.
"I'm sorry, I still succeeded. You have no time to stop it from coming. I don't know if you can kill it with your sword like the history you created in this plane in the past. Goodbye, the remnant soul of the forerunner."
The black dragon retracted its head and disappeared.
The angel seemed a little weak, rising alone into the air, raising his head, and raindrops fell on his face and slid down.
One or two heavy raindrops finally began to fall.
But the rain was strangely dark, like ink falling from the sky.
The black water flowed through the angel's body, evaporating waves of mist, as if some unknown reaction was taking place (actually it is to increase the temperature to evaporate the water).
Before the official results came out, few people dared to take the initiative to touch this weird rain.
“It’s because the evil thoughts are too powerful, causing the rainwater to be polluted. It’s not actually harmful, but for ordinary people it can cause pain and fear, and even nightmares if the sequelae are severe.” Shiraishi Hang The birth mechanism and function of this rainwater were briefly analyzed.
"Commander, the goddess statue, the goddess statue has undergone serious changes!"
Someone reported in horror.
In the drone footage, they can be seen.
The tall Statue of Liberty is constantly covered by black rain. Even the original black tear stains are not so obvious, and her familiar and gentle face has already cracked. Maybe the next second, the facial features will appear. The copper plate will not be able to hold up and fall off.
Everyone’s heart was in their throats.
Coupled with the retreat of the black dragon and the black water falling from the sky, they could all guess that a terrifying existence was about to break through the cage that imprisoned it.
For the first time, they saw helplessness and pain in the eyes of the Statue of Liberty. Her cracked lips seemed to squirm, but in the end, they turned into a heavy sigh that reached into the soul.
"Alas"
With this sigh.
Her face collapsed.
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(End of this chapter)