0553 Chapter Twelve: The Not Eternal Dusk (Section 20)
When Ai Luogensi heard this, her tiger body trembled, and her aura suddenly changed.
A smell of killing and death filled the air, forcing all the refugees around to collapse to the ground and crawl away on their hands and feet.
These residents of the wasteland, who have been fighting since childhood, have long lost all respect for powerful enemies. Anyone who is not brave enough will never survive to adulthood in this land.
But now, in the face of pure death, no one can remain completely unmoved. Even Gretel's steps were frivolous and he walked backwards step by step.
"This is..." His voice trembled slightly.
At the same moment, the dim sky suddenly lit up with rays of light. That was the light from the ignition of air-to-ground missiles.
Zhen Cheng crossed her arms and smiled, looking forward to her sister's performance.
But Ai Luogensi did not rush into the sky as she had guessed, but walked slowly towards the remains of the high-rise building that collapsed in the river.
She narrowed her eyes, estimated the number and distance of the missiles, and then touched them with her fingers.
Large pieces of building debris soaked in the water disappeared piece by piece in the hands of Logensi.
At the same time, a bright light burst out from the sky.
Sister A kept moving her hands, and she almost "destroyed" the entire building in one breath.
Holding a pergola with his hands and looking at the missiles that exploded one after another in the distance, Zhen Cheng zoomed in across dimensions.
She only saw missiles that had just launched two or three kilometers before they were intercepted by large building fragments that suddenly appeared on the trajectory, and exploded into clouds of fireworks at high altitudes.
"This is..." Zhen Cheng suddenly slapped his fist, and said excitedly: "It's really yours, this is Euripides' space grafting ability!"
Spiritualists rely on their respective demonic bodies to devour substances of the same attribute to advance. These demonic bodies include water, fire, various elements, as well as physical things such as muscles and steel bars.
Relatively powerful demonic bodies even include light, darkness, gravity, and even higher-dimensional laws and phenomena. But without exception, they only have a single attribute.
After learning this knowledge, Zhen Cheng realized how special the demon spirit body that Sister A was gifted was.
Nearly a minute later, a thunderous roar reached the bottom of the river where the water was separated, and the smoke and dust in the sky had long since dispersed.
"They seem to be running away." Justice gritted her teeth.
Compared with the warlike Ai Luogensi, she could not tolerate the survival of these villains who raised the knife to innocent civilians. Unfortunately, although she had been a god for many years, she did not have the ability to attack in groups from a distance.
Although the Power of Time has countless ways to use motion potential to cause damage, it cannot attack from dozens of kilometers away.
As he spoke, the fighter formation had already flown further away.
Modern fighter jets are originally good at single powerful strikes. They have lost their ability to strike after firing missiles at the farthest range in one go.
Even if you want to attack again, you have to go back to the base and reload your weapons before you can take off again.
"Can't run away." Sister A grinned, and the death energy raging all over her body suddenly emitted a dark black and red luster, so that even the mortals around her could see it.
"To...the afterlife!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.
All I could see was that the distant horizon was as peaceful as ever, except for the jet tracks left by the aircraft formations as they left.
"Are we going to let them go like this?" Gretel asked, and looked at Elogence carefully.
In the eyes of mortals like them, those fighter groups all left in a swagger. It was probably because the red-haired goddess in front of them made a mistake.
"If they wait until darkness falls, or wait for everyone to leave before taking action..." he hinted carefully.
Justice smiled and patted the strong man on the shoulder: "Don't worry, they can't come back."
"But..." Gretel looked confused.
Mortals are puzzled because they, like fighter pilots, cannot see the five-dimensional giant scythes quietly emerging in the sky.
Those laws gathered by pure death will not harm the steel fuselage or the special glass shield instruments, but they can cut the pilot who drives the plane straight into it.
Autopilot will allow fighter jet formations to fly out of sight, but without pilot control, the ultimate outcome of these modern civilization's highest weapons can only be crashes.
The laws of life and death are different from the natural state of time that fills all dimensions. They are only limited to the vicinity of living beings.
Therefore, for Sister A, it is much easier than for Sister A to attack the lifeless high altitude and overcome the obstacle of distance.
"So...our problem has been solved?" Gretel experienced too many shocks today, and he still looked confused.
"No," Sister A pressed her temples and frowned, "The real danger...is still behind."
As soon as they finished speaking, Zhen Cheng and Justice also turned their gazes in the direction behind them.
Whoosh!
Before the gunfire came, a warhead had already stopped three meters in front of Zhen Cheng.
Justice's sword was half an inch out of its sheath.
Sister A stretched out her hand to remove the bullet in the air, her smile gradually became ferocious, and she walked back.
"Is it okay?" Zhen Cheng was worried that the exaggerated attack just now at an altitude of dozens of kilometers away would consume too much of Sister A's strength, just like herself after reciting poems and crossing the sea.
"I am a genius in combat," Ai Luogensi turned her head and gave a thumbs up, with a reassuring and gentle look on her face: "It is enough for my sister to do such things as using up my divine power to create miracles to show my strength.
I am a killer. I will always use the most effective, safest and least labor-intensive way to solve problems."
As she spoke, she stopped the senior who was about to take action with her eyes, and disappeared from everyone's sight as the ground cracked.
When she used the "reincarnation prophecy" she had devoured from Qu Yun and experienced previously, Justice's ability had turned the tide many times and found a glimmer of hope in a dead situation.
Now is not the time for her to waste her strength.
Zhen Cheng blushed slightly when he heard this, knowing that his weakness for showing off his strength was revealed.
In fact, if they want to send these thousands of people across the sea, or simply save them, the disciples of Blood Candle Castle have too many methods.
It's just that Ai Luogansi doesn't know that the reason why Zhen Cheng did this was not to be cool, but a necessary process to build a relationship with this world.
No one could be seen behind him, but there were dense sounds of shooting, screams of dying humans, and violent fluctuations of arcane elements.
Zhen Cheng turned her head casually and asked Grace: "Did you just mention the afterlife meeting?"
"Yes," Grace confirmed, but her eyes couldn't help but want to look for images of the battle at the rear. She couldn't be as calm as Zhen Cheng:
"We have encountered people who have passed away six times.
Each time, they would steal almost all of our resources and massacre a group of civilians who dared to resist "in the name of death."
Some of the magic scrolls they use in battle will emit that kind of black and red light."