Dayu's gods and Buddhas kept coming out of the woods.
Everyone counted carefully and found that twenty-four more goddesses, the Demon-Conquering King Kong, and Li Shutong were killed!
Some Chen soldiers who had played games suddenly felt that they were playing a game: there was a troop dispatch point in a cave in this forbidden land, and they were playing an ancient tower defense game, constantly playing the spawned
boss…
What they are facing is not a normal opponent, but a game mechanism, system, bugs...
Anyway, what we are facing is not a normal human being.
"Crazy!" Painter Chen looked at the soldiers around him, who were killed one by one by the opponent, and finally couldn't help but broke down and cursed: "Crazy! Only a crazy person would use his paintings like this!"
At first, he thought it was a bit outrageous for Dayu to paint four paintings in one go.
Now, the emergence of forty-eight paintings has challenged the Chen painter's perception.
This time, Dayu gradually adapted to multi-line operations. He broke all the paintings of gods and Buddhas into pieces and scattered them around Chen's troops.
And, he began to try to practice the coordinated operations of the twenty-four gods and Buddhas.
He has to practice this thing sooner or later. After all, he will have twenty-four paintings in the future. He can't do it without practice.
Not to mention destroying a group, even if he was to fight mosquitoes, he would directly use twenty-four gods and Buddhas to fight them!
If nothing else, this way of fighting is so cool.
It's like playing a strategy game. At the beginning, you study carefully how to operate, how to make money, how to build cities, and how to recruit talents.
Then suddenly one day, someone gives you a mysterious code.
You type the code into the console, and then you find that you have gained unlimited money, unlimited CDs...
At this time, your behavior is crazy, just like revenge consumption, crazily making up for the days when you used to dig and search.
The boss in the game makes you want to beat him hundreds of times before you feel satisfied.
And the most important thing is that Dayu's paintings will not stay at twenty-four forever. He will continue to create in the future. In a few years, his CD-free paintings will be thirty-six.
When the time comes, who will Chen Yu be, and who will be the Lord of the Day...
Dayu got excited when he thought of this, and even wanted to go back to the cave to create.
At this moment, there are only more than a hundred people left in the field regiment in the forbidden land. They are guarding Chen's painter in the center. The regiment leader implores: "Please take action. The enemy has too many paintings. Only
You have to take action, we can't handle it anymore."
Painter Chen was confused for a long time: "All my paintings together are not as bold as his."
He only has twelve paintings left in his hand. After using these, he will have no trump cards.
If other painters in the family knew about this, they would no longer take him seriously. After all, what's so scary about a Chen family painter who has no paintings?
However, he had no choice. The field brigade behind him would arrive in an hour, and he had to wait until the other party arrived to survive.
With a ferocious look on his face, Chen's painter smashed the twelve paintings into pieces.
For a moment, it seemed as if Ragnarok was slowly coming to the Forbidden Land. This was a real fight between gods and gods, and ordinary people couldn't get involved.
Chen's painter explained: "Be prepared with individual heavy firepower weapons. Once Chen Yu's painting attracts my attention, I will immediately cover it with firepower!"
However, this time was different from the last time. Dayu's paintings no longer entangled with these twelve gods and Buddhas, but instead determined to kill all Chen's soldiers.
Gods and Buddhas were chasing each other in the woods of the Forbidden Land. Master Chen was so angry that he almost vomited blood. His painting chased 'Li Shutong' behind and slashed him hard. As a result, those Li Shutong were so fast that he didn't even have any clothes on.
Cut to a piece.
Instead, the few soldiers on his side were all slaughtered by the other side.
"Captain...where is the commander?" Painter Chen turned around to look, and was shocked to find that the commander next to him had fallen to the ground without knowing when, with a magic pestle stuck in his head, and his legs were still shaking.
twitch.
It was only then that the gods and Buddhas controlled by Dayu turned their firepower to attack Chen's painter's paintings and surrounded them again...
Master Chen saw something was wrong, turned around and ran into the woods. He vaguely discerned the direction and looked for the field brigade coming to support him.
Fortunately, no one came to hunt him down.
In the dark forbidden place, a figure appeared silently, pursuing the Chen painter until he reunited with the field brigade and then left.
The brigade commander looked at the painter Chen who had become the polished commander: "Why did you run back by yourself?"
Chen's painter said out of breath: "We were attacked by the enemy. That little boy Chen Yu used all his paintings in his life. A total of 48 A-level gods and Buddhas were destroyed by us, thirty-nine!"
When the brigade commander heard what he said, he was immediately in awe: "Thank you for your hard work. It must be very difficult to kill thirty-nine A-level paintings of gods and Buddhas."
"Not to mention this," Chen's painter said angrily: "Kill him now. Quick, he has no paintings next to him, and he can't make any waves at all. Go kill him! Where are the painters in your team? Let's kill him.
He came to see me!"
This Chen family painter is the Dinghai Shenzhen in the vanguard unit. He has a relatively high status and seniority. The painters in other units are all his juniors.
He has never been so embarrassed.
Painter Chen said to the brigade commander in a cold voice: "He has no trump card anymore. Even if he has nine paintings left, he will not pose a threat to the entire group army. Speed up, find him, and kill him!"
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At this moment, Qingchen woke up.
He only slept for a short two hours, and then he went to the entrance of Cave No. 4 to check with uneasiness.
Qingchen admitted that he was born to work hard, and unless there was peace in the world one day, he would not be able to take any time off.
When he came to the entrance of Cave No. 4, he asked curiously: "How many enemies have been killed?"
Dayu sat cross-legged on the ground and said proudly: "Fifteen hundred people."
Qingchen was silent for two seconds: "That little?"
Dayu opened his eyes and glared angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? You wiped out a field regiment in two hours. This is already the combat effectiveness of a brigade!"
Under normal circumstances, three times the number of troops can achieve the effect of annihilating the enemy in a short time.
Therefore, Dayu's self-proclaimed strength is indeed the same as that of a brigade, and the strength of a brigade is the standard for measuring demigods.
Qingchen looked at Dayu's arrogant expression again and suddenly said: "This much time is enough for you to summon two groups of painted gods and Buddhas. Forty-eight A-level gods and Buddhas can all be wiped out in one group. It is indeed... a little slow. I don't have anything else.
I just want to discuss the fighting style with you and see if there is anything that can be improved."
Dayu suppressed his anger: "You have to eat food one bite at a time, and you have to kill people one by one. Although the gods and Buddhas in the painting are powerful, they do not have the ability to kill people in groups."
Qingchen was stunned for a moment: "Are you just going to kill the enemy one by one with the gods and Buddhas in the painting?"
"Otherwise?" Dayu asked back.
"Why don't you draw some gods and Buddhas with special abilities, such as the God of Fire Zhurong, the God of Water Gonggong, and the God of Thunder."
Zard said cheerfully: "Draw a Thanos and snap your fingers."
Dayu raised his voice: "Isn't this a system? Also, paintings with special abilities must be painted by demigods. Otherwise, if you draw special creatures such as the three-legged golden crow, its flames will also
It's very short-lived, unless it's against Zard, it's of little use, and its combat effectiveness is not long-lasting."
"I understand," Qingchen said, "Wait a minute, there are so many weapons stored in Huotang in the safe house, don't you want to use them? I saw that the arms in those wooden boxes are enough to equip a brigade at least.
We have a lot of troops, not to mention automatic rifles, a lot of grenades, and even six Gatlings, why don’t you make use of these?”
The great elder was suddenly shocked.
Dayu was also shocked.
Dayu's tone, which had hardened just now, softened again: "How can any god or Buddha wield modern weapons..."
Qingchen couldn't laugh or cry.
If you didn't expect it, just say you didn't expect it.
Dayu is not a pedantic person. He even chooses the most efficient method when painting. How can he disdain the use of weapons?
Qingchen said to the great elder: "Great elder, please go over and bring all those weapons. Zard, uncle, you also go, there are more people and more power, so get the heavy firepower first. You can get an AK
, I will build Laifu, make it bigger and stronger, and create greater glory."
The Great Elder is not hypocritical. Now everyone is fighting for the fire pond. If the fire pond is gone, what is the use of keeping these weapons?
As boxes of weapons were brought in, the Shroud's CD also improved.
Dayu summoned twenty-four painted gods and Buddhas again, and six Li Shutong took Gatlings one after another. There were also grenades in the left and right pockets of their practice uniforms.
Nine goddesses are suspended in the air with flamethrowers.
The nine Demon-Conquering Vajras didn't even use the Demon-Conquering Pestle. They threw it directly on the ground and replaced it with automatic rifles. There were also several high-energy bombs hanging on their arms.
One by one, he incarnated into Namo Gatling Bodhisattva and Namo High-energy Bomb Bodhisattva.
It looks so scary.
Even a 'pragmatist' like Dayu frowned when he looked at the new shapes of the gods and Buddhas: "This looks too weird..."
Qingchen asked: "Just tell me if it works well or not?"
"Easy to use, easy to use..."
The great elder lamented on the side: "If you want to talk about cool moves, you still have to look at the knights... If Chen Xuanwu of the Chen clan had such cool moves back then, I'd be afraid that everyone in the federation would be named Chen."
Before Qingchen woke up, the elder looked at Dayuka Bug, and he was already shocked.
After Qingchen woke up from his sleep, this was simply outrageous. His mother opened the door for him. It was so outrageous!
Qingchen said to Dayu: "Why don't you just add Gatling on it next time you draw? It will also save ammunition and weapons."
Dayu had a toothache and said, "I can't show it!"
"Forget it," Qingchen said regretfully: "Let's do it. It will give the commander of the Chen Group some memory, and it will also help the head of the Chen family weaken Chen Yu."
The next moment, six Li Shutong rushed out of the Water Curtain Cave carrying Gatlin, followed closely by the other gods and Buddhas.
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Chen's field brigade quickly rushed to the north. They followed the trace and were quickly pursuing the entrance to Cave No. 4.
The brigade commander asked the painter Chen beside him: "Are you sure he is still alive with only nine paintings left?"
Painter Chen nodded hesitantly: "Although I didn't see him finish the painting with my own eyes, you also understand how long it takes to create a painting."
Even if one painting is calculated as 2 months, forty-eight paintings will take 8 years.
If calculated based on three months, it would take 12 years.
Chen Yu is only 27 years old this year. Even if he is extremely talented and started practicing at the age of four and was promoted to A level at the age of 18 or 9, these forty-eight paintings are already the limit.
Unless Chen Yu is a painting genius like Chen Xuanwu, he does not need blood to warm the paint, but can use his will to paint true charm.
But there is only one Chen Xuanwu in this world.
Moreover, Chen's painters also have shortcomings. When they advance to a new level, their paintings have to be re-done. The paintings you painted when you were at level B will always be level B. The paintings you painted when you were at level A are amazing.
Buddha, his talent is A level...
Therefore, Chen's painter is sure that Chen Yu has no more stock.
That little brat has already exhausted his savings for the fire pond.
At this time, the scout in the army said: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The enemy has passed through the reconnaissance line!"
On the other side, Painter Chen was still looking at the brigade commander and said: "Just worry about encirclement and suppression, there will be no problem... Damn it, uncle!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and retreated into the crowd.
But in front of the field brigade, six Uncle Lis, each armed with a Gatling machine, were advancing side by side. They were like the owl in a gangster movie, pulling the trigger with indifferent expressions.
These gods and Buddhas came too fast. The field brigade's detection range was 500 meters. For these A-level gods and Buddhas, it only took a few seconds to penetrate.
The targets were discovered during drone reconnaissance and it was already too late to attack them.
Even drones can't keep up with their speed!
A beheading team composed of twenty-four A-level members is beheading a field brigade of 4,500 people. This level of combat is no longer something ordinary people can imagine...
Back then, Qing's shadow didn't have such a big hand...
At this moment, the huge recoil of the Gatling in Li Shutong's hands had no impact on the power of the A-level paintings. In just a short moment, the front row of the field brigade was struck by the enemy before they could even react.
'Li Shutong' swept down a large area.
The sound of clicking clicked in the forbidden place, and the orange bullet casings fell to the ground.
If this painter is lucky enough to survive, I am afraid he will be frightened when he sees Li Shutong's photos.
Not only that, there is a goddess who shuttles freely in the canopy, throwing high-explosive steel ball grenades to the ground one by one. The roar is endless, and Painter Chen feels like he is being attacked by an army!
He crawled on the ground and burrowed into the crowd of the field brigade. Only when he got to the very center did he feel a little safer.
When the Chen painter stood up, he happened to see the Demon-Conquering King Kong not far away... holding five automatic rifles with five arms and firing continuously, and the remaining arm was firing at the other five.
Automatic rifle on arm changing magazine.
It's amazing, it's obviously the Demon-Conquering King Kong, but now it looks like a gangster.
Chen's painter was angry, Chen Yu, how could you use your dignity as a Chen's painter to use the gods and Buddhas in your paintings like this!
Do you still have a sense of reverence for gods and Buddhas?!
Moreover, including this batch, there are already seventy-two paintings. Don’t you have enough paintings to use?
Painter Chen recalled that he had ridiculed Dayu before. He had so many paintings, so of course he would just be reckless...
You laugh at your elder brother for his poor appearance, and your elder brother laughs at your hard life.
Absolutely amazing!
He took out his satellite phone and mustered up the courage to call Chen Yu again: "Boss, boss! That kid from Chen Ningzhi's family actually has seventy-two A-level paintings. We can't stand it anymore! Please vote for me.
