"This kid must be holding back his bad intentions."
Wang Jin glanced coldly at the god in the sky and muttered something in a low voice.
After successfully cutting off half of the opponent's head, Wang Jin felt that he was no longer scary.
Of course, this does not mean that Wang Jin underestimates the enemy, he is just using his own method to get rid of fear.
No matter when, calm thinking is the most important thing.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the waves are mercilessly beating on the old residential buildings, pouring in through the doors and windows, and rolling up all kinds of debris.
The howling wind blew up the water several meters high, and then suddenly fell down.
The thunder and lightning that flashed from time to time illuminated the layers of black clouds, making people wonder if it would fall on their heads.
The tsunami was gradually taking shape, and Wang Jin was a little worried.
This is actually not the most important thing.
What makes Wang Jin fearful is the evil god who has never taken action.
It was clear that he could crush his group into scum with just two words, but he did not do that, but watched helplessly as his followers were killed.
It's okay to say that it's a strange story, but when the unclean person dies, he really dies.
"Huh...think about it."
Wang Jin stopped attacking and looked at Shen Sin with a frown.
He is good at observing problems and has a small ability.
Profile.
Contrary to the God's perspective that controls everything, profiling is to completely put yourself into the role of another person and speculate on the other person's psychology and actions.
"Substituting yourself as a god? This is the first time."
Wang Jin took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"Hey! Is there an occasion to sleep?"
The white figure on the shoulder suddenly jumped out, and the fox-eared girl kicked the attacking believer away.
"Leave it to you."
Wang Jin spoke without even opening his eyes.
"Ah, I am trusted."
Hu Xiaobei sighed and took out two strange-shaped daggers from his pocket, which looked like they were made of bone.
"It's a pity that you can't see it now."
The girl took a deep breath, and her eyes suddenly became sharp.
"Sister, I used to be very strong."
The fox-eared girl rushed out suddenly, with an invisible wind blade wrapped around her dagger, and her slender body moved nimbly among the believers.
Blood spattered and heads rolled to the ground.
Elegant, agile, clean, and kills with one hit.
The white figure was not even stained with any blood.
This senior from the tuning department rarely showed off his powerful fighting skills, but unfortunately Wang Jin couldn't see it with his eyes tightly closed.
"Are all the white pigeons in the company so scary?"
Leonard, who was wearing heavy armor, took a breath and looked at Li Hui beside him.
"Ah, this sounds interesting."
Li Hui shook off the flesh and blood hanging on the knife and explained to Leonard.
"After all, you have to ensure your own safety while communicating with Kaitan, so each tuner has extremely strong individual combat capabilities."
"White uniforms can get dirty easily, but a truly powerful tuner will never have any blood on them when they return from a mission."
"I understand, just like Zhao Zilong."
Leonard nodded and moved his shoulders.
"Every white pigeon is a master of killing without spilling blood. No wonder there is such an old saying."
"Thousands of troops avoid white robes."
"It's not used here, right?"
Li Hui smiled and shook her head, looking at the white figure that brought death to the believers.
"Ah, you kid."
Hu Xiaobei muttered in a low voice, with a reluctant look on his face, but still mercilessly killed the believers who dared to approach Wang Jin.
"My arms are sore, can you please hurry up?"
The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and even the water under his feet turned blood red.
"Hey...something's not right."
The young man opened his eyes, with deep doubts on his face.
"Should we call him a god? What he thinks in his mind is completely different from ours."
Wang Jin shook his head.
The profiling failed, which is normal.
If you ask him to pretend to be a perverted murderer, Wang Jin will definitely be as perverted as he is.
However, it is a bit difficult to profile a god who thinks about destroying the world all day long.
Of course, he didn't gain anything.
Wang Jin confirmed the key point of this reasoning.
The white-haired girl rushed out of the monster pile, transformed into a little fox, and squatted on Wang Jin's shoulder, panting.
Bang!
Wang Jin randomly selected a lucky spectator, shot his head off, and carefully observed the changes in his body.
Judging from the heavy pollution, this believer is a weirdo.
Since it is a ghost story, it is immortal and cannot be killed or destroyed.
However, something strange happened.
Every part of this lucky viewer's body has regained its activity, and it has even been put together.
But it just can't be healed.
The head was torn apart, and the gap still glowed slightly with amber light.
It's like a jack-o'-lantern has cracked, and the light is emitting from the gap, which is inexplicably weird and terrifying.
"Did the light interfere with recovery? No, that's not right."
Wang Jin frowned, but he was not surprised by Shen Sin's actions.
This is actually a common method used by companies to limit ghost stories. Although the two may seem slightly different, they are essentially the same.
Cutting up Kaitan's body and storing it separately will effectively reduce its threat level.
Of course, only Kaitan can harm Kaitan, so this method is actually time-consuming and labor-intensive.
What made Wang Jin feel wrong was the purpose of the evil deity doing this.
He brought in such a large number of believers, but instead of functioning effectively, he let them die.
"Wang Jin!"
Liu Da's voice came, and Wang Jin turned around to look while thinking.
The middle-aged man was waving his hands desperately, trying to show something.
Wang Jin's extraordinary eyesight allowed him to see such things clearly.
A glowing jade pendant.
The next second, the light dimmed for a few minutes without warning, and then split into two halves.
"ah!!!!!"
Liu Da was stunned for a moment, Suiwen suddenly covered his ears and roared loudly, one of his eyes gradually turned amber.
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at Liu Da, who was kneeling on his knees and screaming in pain.
This guy will probably start killing indiscriminately like yesterday, without distinguishing between friend and foe.
But there's nothing wrong with that, as long as you help him adjust his direction from time to time.
"Hiss, it's still not right."
Wang Jin looked at the amber eyes on the believer's face and shook his head slightly.
To say it was the eyes is actually a bit far-fetched, as the flesh and blood emitting amber light seemed to have been melted by something.
Liu Da's eyes are different from those of all believers. They are obviously more refined and more contaminated.
On the contrary, I prefer the eyes of gods.
"Wait! I understand!"
Wang Jin, who had never stopped thinking, opened his eyes wide. He suddenly figured out what the evil was doing.
Bring a large number of believers and then watch them being killed.