The van moved forward rapidly, splashing water as high as half a person.
The sky and the ground in the distance seemed to be connected. The dark clouds were swept by the strong wind, and thunder snakes danced wildly among them.
The stagnant water washed back and forth in this old city, gradually forming small waves.
The hurricane blew by, and the waves suddenly grew in size, almost engulfing the van.
The van flexibly turned around and maneuvered through the waves without being affected at all.
"My driving skills are pretty good."
Liu Er smiled and patted Leonard on the shoulder. He seemed to be fine.
"The contractor of the ghost train is of course the veteran driver."
Leonard smiled, showing his white teeth.
"Is this a tsunami?"
Li Hui looked at the scene in front of her in shock and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Shangjing is not close to the sea, and there is not even a larger artificial lake nearby.
A wave several meters high appeared out of thin air, which is totally unreasonable.
"Close, getting closer."
Liu Da just frowned, still holding the jade pendant left by Tian Gou in his hand.
"You idiot, didn't you start a fight with that thing?"
The fox-eared girl's face showed a deep look of worry. She looked towards the center of the clouds, trying to find Wang Jin's figure.
"That is!"
Li Hui's pupils shrank, then she pointed at the sky in the distance and shouted.
That figure was so conspicuous that it could be seen clearly even from such a distance.
His whole body was burning with flames, and his pure white clothes were fluttering in the wind.
The light blue mist that almost solidified surrounded him, and the girl in red behind him gently hugged him.
The man was roaring and rising into the sky at this moment, slashing straight into the sky with the long sword in his hand.
"It's definitely Wang Jin."
Leonard sighed, pressed the switch and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
The engine roared, and the van ran at a speed it didn't belong to.
——
"call…"
The inspiration was consumed rapidly, and the nail sword in Wang Jin's hand was pushed forward with force, piercing the god's head through the eyes.
Even if he could only suppress him for a second, it would be enough for Wang Jin to complete some small actions.
He failed to seize the opportunity during the first attack because the believers at that time had not yet been controlled and the situation was too unstable.
Once he forcibly uses all his inspiration to suppress the evil being, the weakened Wang Jin will definitely be torn into pieces by those hundreds of people.
Fortunately, Wang Jin seized the opportunity during the second attack.
Now that they are both in heaven and the believers are trembling on the ground, there is no need to worry about this problem at all.
The nail sword stirred hard and destroyed the brain tissue of the god.
Although it cannot completely kill him, it can still buy Wang Jin some time to breathe.
The purpose of this desperate fight has never been to kill the evil being, but to delay time and wait for help.
The seemingly gorgeous and dreamy moves actually consume Wang Jin's inspiration.
The breath of the dream of death, the medal of courage, and the suppression used against the gods.
Wang Jin fell into a trance of consciousness several times. If it weren't for the crazy burning pain, he would have passed out by now.
The will of death shrank, the flame was extinguished, and the blessings of paradise disappeared.
Wang Jin, who was almost out of inspiration, smiled.
"It's finally here."
The tired-looking young man grinned, sensing a familiar aura.
Blood flowed from Wang Jin's mouth and nose, and his breath smelled sweet.
This is a sign of excessive consumption of inspiration.
"Ahem, I played too much this time..."
Wang Jin sighed and slowly fell back.
——
"Cough cough cough..."
Zhao Guangming opened his eyes and looked at the woman beside him.
The moment the ground collapsed, the shadow rolled him aside, barely keeping him from being buried by the earth and rocks.
"Mission failed."
Cuttlefish frowned, with a bit of unwillingness on his face.
"The unclean ones who set up the defense line have mixed with the believers of God and have just launched a rebellion."
"Ahem, where is that boy?"
The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and looked at the cuttlefish.
This woman with a cold personality had rare red eyes.
"That's it...I quite like him."
Zhao Guangming sighed and looked at the sky, his eyes beginning to wander.
"Revenge?"
"I will go as long as I cooperate with you to complete the mission."
Cuttlefish gritted his teeth and seemed to be trying his best to control his emotions.
"Take me to catch up with that evil creature and then you can leave."
"When I wake up, let me take revenge."
After saying this, Zhao Guangming closed his eyes.
He seemed to have fainted.
——
"Hello? Director Han, Leonard is already in place."
In the underground shelter near the old city, Ma Yao called Han Dong.
"Ah, the situation seems to be serious. Please come here quickly."
"It's not that they made it difficult for me. It's just that everyone's eyes looked like they wanted to eat people."
"It's okay, it should be."
After hanging up the phone, Ma Yao slumped in his chair and muttered to himself.
"It's really hard to make money. I will always be the bad guy."
"When you are done with what you are doing, you can change jobs and go to the private sector."
After rubbing his messy hair, Ma Yao gradually began to snore.
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"Ah...I'm going to die."
There was a sound of wind beside his ears. Wang Jin sighed, but still put his hand into his pocket and pressed the remote control.
There was a violent explosion overhead, tearing a small piece of the cloud layer apart.
It's Wang Jin's little habit to make a last hit after killing someone.
Facing the evil beings, it wouldn't be too much to use lethal blast bombs to make up for the damage.
"Ouch!!"
The believers on the ground bared their teeth and claws, as if they were waiting for food falling from the sky.
"Ah, there is nothing we can do."
Wang Jin grinned.
Xiaohei and Mirror Ghost were burned by the flames and are now hiding in the Eye of the Ancient God and howling.
Ah Zi couldn't restore Wang Jin in just a few seconds, nor could she fly with Wang Jin directly.
The inspiration was no longer enough for Wang Jin to blow the whistle again, and he could not get Anne's help.
He used up all his trump cards in exchange for a few minutes of experience as a peerless hunk.
Judging from the results, it is good. At least the disaster will not worsen for the time being.
The steps of the evil being were delayed, and then it was left to the good brother of the command bureau.
A large part of the believers were killed by Annie, but the ordinary people among them were not injured at all.
It's a pity that Wang Jin is dying.
The ground is getting closer and closer, and the excited roars of the believers can be clearly heard.
"three two…"
Wang Jin closed his eyes and started counting down.
"one."
When the countdown ended, a cold touch came from behind, and Wang Jin's tendency to fall suddenly stopped.
"Yo, here we come."
Wang Jin reached out and patted the cold and hard heavy armor, showing a hearty smile.
"ha."
Leonard grinned, showing the same hearty smile.
The ice armor on his body was stained with blood and other liquids, and several figures struggled to kill the believers.
"Good night."
Meng Yu took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and showed a peaceful smile on his face.
Faint fluctuations spread out with her as the center, shrouding the human believers.