Chapter 191 81: Evidence of a Different World (4k)
Boom, buzz—
Boom!
Explosions came one after another.
Buildings collapsed one after another, blooming with bloody flowers.
Air-raid sirens mixed with the background sounds of panicked crowds, and the charred blackness under the smoke spread all over Lafia City like acne.
"Quick! Quick! Move the stone away!"
"One, two, three!"
"Injured, bring the injured over here and gather them together!"
An underground bomb shelter somewhere.
Hasamu and a group of guards took care of a group of injured people.
Severely injured people were brought over one after another. Some could still be saved, but some had already stopped breathing.
It was winter, but he never stopped sweating, making his clothes wet and looking gray.
At this time, his hand was resting on a lifeless woman, and he shook his head in front of the expectant man: "She is gone."
The man's expression instantly changed. He collapsed, his eyes quickly turned gray, he was speechless, and he took the woman away amidst the urging of others.
There are countless bereaved people like him these days.
Mansour, who rushed back from outside, glanced at Hasamu's bloodless face, waved, and spoke twice to his subordinates.
Soon after, the number of injured people brought in suddenly decreased a lot.
"Hasam, the air raid has passed. You should take a moment to rest. I will let others take care of the remaining injured. Don't worry." Mansour came over at this time and took a photo. He patted Hasamu on the shoulder and comforted him.
Hasamu breathed a sigh of relief and slumped to the side. He picked up the water bottle on his waist and drank a large amount of water, panting like crazy.
"Commander, how is the front line?" After a while, he asked with concern.
"Very good." Mansour's smile was a little stiff. "Do you remember the mysterious and extraordinary thing I told you last time? He alone helped us block almost all the IDF coming from the north, putting pressure on us. It is much lighter and can focus more on defending against enemies from the southeast."
"Is it true that no one knows the identity of that Chaofan?"
".Some people say it is a god. Incarnation, some people say that it is a demon who cannot understand what the Kingdom of David has done. Some even say that it was originally a wild dog raised by a child. The child died in the bombing, and the wild dog awakened and fought for them against the enemy. ."
"What do you think, conductor?"
"I think it is better to say that I hope that his identity is not important. I just hope that he can awaken more people's spirit of resistance and call on more righteous people to join our struggle."
".Perhaps , There is indeed justice in this world." After listening, Hasamu said softly.
“It’s almost time, it’s time to move to the next safe point.” Mansour glanced at his watch.
Even a closed underground space is not absolutely safe, especially for high-value targets like Hassam and Mansour, which are worthy of the high price paid by the Great Patriotic State.
So they have to move to a safe point every once in a while.
Hasamu got up and followed Mansour out of the air raid shelter, heading towards the next safe spot.
After passing the damaged houses everywhere, as well as the civilians sitting on the ruins with their heads raised, stained with blood, looking at the sky in a daze, the feeling of powerlessness in Hasamu's heart surged again.
It was just like when I first learned that all the children in that school had died in the bombing.
"Is studying medicine really useful?" he murmured to himself.
"Hasamu, you have to think about it, you have really saved many people, and they are lucky enough to survive because of you. And you have been busy saving people, maybe you haven't I know that your reputation among people is already very great. They regard you as a prophet and everyone regards you as hope. As long as you continue to inspire everyone, we will not be easily knocked down." Mansour comforted seriously. "So the most important thing now is to protect ourselves, treat our compatriots, and give them hope to fight to the end."
Hasamu opened his mouth, and suddenly, an electric current seemed to suddenly spread from his heart throughout his body, and even all the processes within his sight seemed to slow down instantly.
“The early warning spell has been triggered!”
This is the spell that Naimai forcibly taught him before he left. Unexpectedly, it came in handy so quickly.
A strong warning came from behind, and he had no time to turn around. This state would not last long.
So he pushed Mansour away who didn't react, and his body fell to one side. He threw a fireball backwards that was not very powerful and would not explode as a distraction.
Buzz -
My hair fell out, the Hassa wood was numb, and I really felt the kiss of death.
And he finally saw that the person who attacked him was an unknown man, and the method he used was a wind blade!
The other party is also a divine grace warlock!
Heath's eyes were filled with astonishment. He could actually avoid this?
Bang!
A bullet fired from a distance was deflected to the wall on one side by Hasamu, who was already on defense.
"I'm just saying, don't look down on firearms. Maybe using a gun to assassinate him first is more reliable than your close-quarters assassin." On the rooftop in the distance, the baron complained on the mic.
Heath was silent, he was not the kind of assassin who could miss a single hit and escape thousands of miles away.
Since you can’t hit one hit, let’s hit a few more times! Just kill everyone present.
It’s just that the people around Mansour should come to their senses no matter how slow they react.
“Protect the commander and the prophet!”
Thud, tug, tug!
Bullets poured towards Heath, but he did not even look at these people. The wind blade in his hand caught the bullets and gravel, and cut towards the Hassa wood.
Hasamu put almost all his energy into healing techniques. He was not an opponent like Heath who was proficient in various offensive techniques. He could only deal with it in embarrassment, and had to be careful of cold guns in the distance from time to time. He felt as if his head would be in a different place at any moment.
After a few rounds of fighting, Heath already knew the level of Hasamu, so he no longer held back his strength, clapped his palms, and the four gravel bullets and bullet casings burst out in all directions, directly killing all the guards of Mansour and Hasamu. combat effectiveness.
Even Hasamu was cut on his body.
"Soul Gathering, you are Hiss!" Hasamu guessed the other party's identity.
Heath remained unmoved, and the wind knife struck straight down without mercy.
The intense death crisis seems to have brought all time to a standstill, desperately overdrawing his brain and mental energy. However, only his brain is running at high speed, and his body cannot perform at the same speed. .
Just like that, dead?
He seemed to see everyone's disappointed eyes.
There is the teacher, there is Naima, there is Mansoor and Karim. The child. And, an astonishingly big eye.
It didn’t know when it appeared, but it just stared at him quietly.
It seems, where have I seen it? It was in the dream that day when I was given the knowledge of divine grace by my teacher.
I remembered that at that time, there was also such a, no, a more complete face looking at me.
That is an indescribable creature. If it must be referred to by a name, perhaps it should be called a dragon.
Perhaps because of the high-speed operation of his brain, he suddenly seemed to be blessed in his soul, and the complex structure of the techniques that he had never understood before became extremely clear.
Even his palm has begun to subconsciously operate the structure.
Then, with difficulty, his index finger drew a vertical line in the air.
The brain was overloaded and could no longer be delayed. The long sword made of wind was already close to his eyebrows. It didn't take a blink of an eye to penetrate his brain and roll out his brain matter.
And the only space he had just carved out was torn apart. Everything happened quietly.
Bang——
A claw covered with strange scales came from the void and gently hit Heath's arm.
Heath's arm suddenly turned into powder, with fine blood spots scattered all over the ground, and the uneven flesh and bones on his shoulder could also be seen.
Heath was violently knocked back more than ten meters. He remained silent and struggled to get up. The veins on his face were exposed. He held down his bleeding shoulder and stared at the ridiculously big claw incredulously. Yes, it can be seen that it is just one of the claws of some kind of creature.
What happened? !
What kind of technique is this? !
A lot of void cracks were opened, the claws slowly retracted, and then, a vertical pupil appeared in it, its size seemed to be larger than his body.
"Maybe it's an unknown summoning technique! Retreat! We're done with this cooperation! What kind of monsters are they, each one more outrageous than the last! I'll cover you, hurry up!" The baron's rude yelling came from the earpiece.
No wonder he behaves like this, this cooperation is completely a loss-making deal, the kind where he loses his wife and loses his troops!
First there was the giant black wolf, whose combat power was astonishing. The two of them could only achieve a rough tie, slightly inferior, but at least it was in line with their actual observations.
And this ordinary-looking Hasamu is even more outrageous. It can make a comeback from a Jedi, which is even more unacceptable than the previous one.
As the only person among the Divine Grace Warlocks who currently understands the summoning technique, he is very aware of the horror of this technique. He has been studying for these days, but he does not dare to summon living creatures at all, so he can only summon them reluctantly. Some dead objects and weapons, just like this, the power is already quite good.
As for such a huge monster on the opposite side, he believed that even the giant black wolf would not be a match for him in a few rounds. It would be better to cut the losses quickly and give up the plan of cooperation.
Heath showed no objection and immediately turned around and ran away as if his soles were oiled.
The void monster has no intention of pursuing it, or in other words, it has no ability to pursue it at all.
The golden vertical pupils glanced at Hasamu who was kneeling and vomiting, showing a humane look of disappointment. Then, as if he felt something, his eyes suddenly raised, he looked into the air and was attracted to the teleportation When Bai Shihang came over, his vertical pupils suddenly flashed with deep fear. He was about to close the void, but he didn't expect that the other party slipped in before it closed.
Broken!
It was horrified in its heart.
It could appear in that space purely because it felt the call and was allowed to appear. Why did this guy who suddenly appeared in front of him seem to have passed through the time and space barrier as if he were eating and drinking.
"So you live in a place like this."
Shiraishihang didn't have any consciousness of being a guest and looked around. Anyway, this is a parasite and he is afraid of a hammer.
This is an alien space-time fragment, surrounded by some building materials that seem to have been reinforced. Several obviously unusual chains lock the middle body of this white giant dragon. I don’t know if it is for this reason. The back half of its body was made of white bones, and there was a sword inserted near the end.
This dragon is not like the big lizard in the West or the dragon in the East. It has some characteristics of both, such as a long body but also wings.
A different world does indeed exist.
At least a fragmented space was captured for Shiraishi Hang.
He even had a guess about the world of the white dragon: a powerful magician sealed an unkillable evil dragon, threw it into the unknown void, and then left a prophecy that in a certain year and month, The evil dragon returns, and a certain brave man will lead the harem to sweep away the evil and save the people from the fire and water.
“Can I play with that sword on your butt?”
Bailong finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared.
Shi can be killed but not humiliated, so Bai Long launched an offensive.
After a while, it was beaten to the ground.
"It's not as strong as I thought. It's not even enough for 20% of my strength. Or do you only have 10% of my strength left now?"
Although I don't understand what Shiraishi Hang is talking about, But since it couldn't compete with its fists, it chose to shut up.
"I remember there is a technique"
This is a brain wave communication technique that Mr. Li has just developed. It is not as good as the legendary soul communication, but it can still communicate roughly.
“What is your name?”
“.Crazy dragon.”
Shiraishi Hang did not comment on this name.
"Can I play with this sword?"
"You can't pull it out."
"Really?"
Shiraishi Hong became interested and held it with both hands Holding the handle of the sword, a piece of information immediately entered his mind.
“Want to kill the mad dragon. The name of this sword suits you very well.”
"It was made to kill me."
Shiraishi Hang really couldn't pull out the sword, but he could see from this sword the power or belief similar to the broken arm of an angel.
After thinking for a while, he gave up temporarily and pinched out a parasite from his throat.
“Eat it.”
Obviously in his own territory, the mad dragon has no dignity at all.
Although it is not dead, the pain is real. It is better to cooperate and save yourself some pain. It seems to have already seen through this.
Shiraishi Hang is not sure why Long, who is so aware of current affairs, ended up like this.
The parasite entered the body of the mad dragon, but there was no reaction at all.
After searching for the reason again, I found that the heart of the mad dragon had been dug out. No wonder it had no effect.
“You have nothing to do anyway, so come and chat with me.”
Shiraishi Hang's parasite chose to temporarily settle in this fragmented space.
As for the outside world, Hasamu, who was almost comatose, worked hard and finally found Mansour. To be precise, it was Mansour's body.
He was hit by a stone through his brain and died suddenly, without even leaving a last word.
The surviving people came to him, surrounded Mansour's body and cried bitterly.
"Master Prophet, now, we obey your command."
"Master Prophet, what are we going to do next?"
"Revenge! Revenge for the commander!"
The complicated words made his already overwhelmed brain almost explode, and he couldn't bear it. Zhu roared: "Shut up!"
The surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at him quietly. They felt that the prophet in front of them seemed to have changed a lot all of a sudden, and was even a little strange. .
Hasamu closed Mansour's eyes, covered his throbbing brain, and slowly stood up.
"The enemy tried to use Chaoyang to kill me, but as you can see, they failed! Just like their aggression, they are destined to be crushed by us. Commander Mansoor will not sacrifice his life in vain, your comrades, your families, and compatriots , believe me, I have already seen the guidance of victory. By then - the blood debt must be paid with blood."
He looked down at Mansour and said in a voice that no one could hear: "Commander, study medicine. , can’t save anyone.”
“Blood debt! Blood payment!”
(End of this chapter)