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Chapter 1,118 Devouring Souls (8)

Waiting is never a good idea, but there is no better way at this moment.

Before the end of the year brought new information, Ma Zhanhua knew very well that Zheng Tiandao was just a grasshopper after autumn. He would not be around for long. The huge machine of Shuguang was already in operation, and the big net it had laid was gradually closing.

The purpose and plan of the Beginningless Religion were then exposed to the public.

However, now only two variables have been added.

Zheng Tiandao and Wu Shi behind him planned to take advantage of the unstable factors of the barrier. This was very unfavorable to the top management of Shuguang represented by Ma Zhanfeng. When the individual's strength was infinitely increased, it was difficult for conventional methods to be effective.

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Especially when the other party is well prepared.

Only by confirming the opponent's identity and location as soon as possible can the horse regain the sharp sword in his hand and slash out.

"I think this matter needs to be reported to General Pang and General Zhou."

Sui Mu suddenly said.

"kindness!"

Ma Sushou immediately understood the key and nodded solemnly: "Then it will be troublesome for Sui Mu."

Sui Mu's words are not as simple as they appear - the danger of the situation is rising now. Although he has been authorized by the two armies and is fully responsible for this matter, the existence of the Beginningless God must be reported.

You must know that before, they all agreed that the gods believed by those crazy people in the divine sect were simply illusory existences, specially used to confuse and absorb people with weak wills. Unexpectedly, the truth turned out to be the opposite.

Gods really exist, which means that Daphulitu may also be real!

In this way, the crazy mental state of those believers can be traced. They may have really seen the Great Pulpit. Whether it is a created illusion or a real existence, they have to admit that this pie painting is real enough.

!

It is believed that the beginningless God is the real savior, and death is just another new life.

On the other hand, no one can guarantee that Zheng Tiandao or Wu Shi will not release more demonic shadows. This is the most troublesome and fatal point.

Now Dawn's top management has clearly understood that the Shadow is just a soldier, and its number is definitely not that small. However, as a pawn, the strength of the Shadow is beyond imagination. Most people will probably die before they see their true face.

Lose.

This requires preventive measures as soon as possible!

"Operation ready to begin."

In the command room, a staff officer spoke out.

"Bring the scene out."

Ma retracted his fingers and tapped on the table, his thoughts running rapidly.

The majestic face with sharp edges looked at the light and shadow spreading in mid-air, and its lips moved:

"Is this your last card to stall for time?"



The street lights at the intersection cast a warm yellow light, and occasionally people walking together would pass by.

The scattered sounds quickly faded away.

On the balcony of a fourth-floor house, a blue source tree occupies most of the space, with dozens of gourds hanging on its branches.

"Boss, everything is arranged."

"kindness!"

I saw the Dawn Guard in the shape of a metal sphere, with two openings on its surface, and two beams of cold white light burst out, overlapping each other from top to bottom, forming a camouflage covering the entire balcony.

Two warriors wearing mecha-type obsession weapons stood side by side.

He looked down slightly at the two-story building across the street. The dim light slipped through the gaps in the curtains, and a few figures could be vaguely seen intersecting.

The soldier called the boss is a man in his early thirties, with a thick beard and resolute eyes; the soldier standing next to him looks a few years younger and has a thin build.

The bearded soldier silently recalled the information on the mission's objectives.

The main character, Jiang Dahe, is a deaf-mute.

When the Holy Night attacked the city in the early years, Jiang Dahe was accidentally injured by a ghost spell and was on the verge of death. Later, he was transferred to Shuguang City for treatment. Although he saved his life, the sequelae left by the ghost spell had a serious impact on him.

He was permanently deaf and his throat was severely traumatized, making him unable to speak.

Currently running a small shop in Shuguang City...

"Boss."

The young soldier next to him couldn't help but asked curiously: "What is the origin of these guys, and they even dispatched us?"

He had already memorized the information about the people hiding in the house, but it looked very ordinary. But if it was really ordinary, why would they come here specially?

"The Beginningless Religion."

The bearded warrior said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the young soldier's eyes immediately filled with disgust, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "It's these rats again."

"Stop talking nonsense and start taking action."

"yes!"

I saw the bearded warrior raising his fist arms and clenching his fingers tightly.

at the same time.

On the second floor of the hut, three people were sitting at the table eating, eating ordinary meals with gusto.

One of them, his cheeks swollen, raised his head to look at the person standing in the shadow at the top of the stairs, and made a sign.

(Come and eat together.)

Jiang Dahe, who had a quiet appearance, leaned against the wall, smiled and shook his head.

The man had no choice but to give up and continue eating.

Jiang Dahe glanced at the window with the curtains drawn, thoughts flashing in his black and white eyes.

At this moment, a violent vibration suddenly struck from under his feet. Before Jiang Dahe could make any reaction, the huge force violently knocked him away.

"boom!"

The howling wind filled his eardrums, and Jiang Dahe rolled twice on the ground in embarrassment. He felt as if the muscles all over his body were broken. The pain that surged up in him for a moment made him cry out in pain.

His eyelids trembled as he closed them and then opened them again. His sight, which was turning upside down, finally returned to normal. The first thing he saw was a half-crouched warrior wearing a black helmet.

The gear and musket patterns on the opponent's right shoulder indicate his identity - the Second Army Riot Control Brigade.

Food and glass shards were scattered all over the floor. The three people eating were also tightly controlled, with U-shaped metal cuffs locking their hands and feet. Several soldiers of the Second Army were standing there, filling the entire place with a chilling arrogance.

room.

In the flash of lightning, the originally warm and loving painting style suddenly became extremely chaotic and violent.

Panic and fear appeared on Jiang Dahe's face, but his hands and feet were also restrained, and he could only open his mouth and make meaningless sounds, as if he was explaining something.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Why do you, your Second Army, want to arrest us!"

"Let us go quickly."

"I'm going to report it to your chief for treating the residents like this!"

After the brief panic passed, the three finally realized what had happened and shouted angrily.

Anyone who is treated like this for no reason will be angry.

The few soldiers said nothing. Their tall bodies and solemn and obsessive weapons created a sense of oppression. The angry shouts became smaller and smaller in this atmosphere.

"Take him back for questioning."

The bearded warrior's tone was emotionless.

Whether innocent or acting, their task is to control.

"yes!"

The other warriors responded in unison.

The soldier squatting in front of Jiang Dahe grabbed his collar and lifted him up. Perhaps due to excessive force, several buttons on the collar collapsed, revealing the ugly scars on his neck.

"Let me go quickly..."

When the man saw that the soldiers were taking him away, he quickly struggled.

The soldier wanted to ignore it, but a bright color was suddenly reflected on the surface of the helmet. He lowered his eyes in confusion and saw that the man's cheeks were filled with red, white, and yellow colors all over his face.

The originally angry look became extremely weird, with the corners of his mouth raised high, like a clown.

"Hahaha……"

With crazy laughter, the man's body was like a rapidly expanding balloon, even wrapping the warrior inside, and then exploded suddenly.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

There was a continuous sound of explosions.

Orange-red flames carried thick smoke, and strong winds raged in the room. The ceiling, floor, tables and chairs, etc. were all destroyed and engulfed.

In the center of the explosion, a proud body stood upright.

The bearded warrior had an expressionless face, ashes falling from his fingers wrapped in special metal, and his eyes fixed on Jiang Dahe standing in the flames.

The flames licked his skin and took away the mask of disguise.

The quiet face was burned red, panic and fear had long since disappeared, and there was a smile on his lips.

[The clown manipulated by fate]

This is how Jiang Dahe named his extraordinary ability.

Its essence is to transform anything.

The soldier's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and a small hole like a gun barrel immediately popped out of his calf, and the terrifying propulsion force pressed him towards Jiang Dahe.

Jiang Dahe raised his arms as if to greet something. The flames that came from behind him were engulfed, and a face painted with bright colors loomed faintly.

Next second!

"Boom!"

An explosion far greater than the one before erupted!


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