The seven-day team battle has officially entered a 24-hour countdown, and there is not much time left for the reincarnators.
The team with negative points is in a dead end and can only give it a try. The team with positive points has more choices. It can advance or retreat. If it advances, it will hit the final victory and get more rewards from the Lord God. If it retreats, it will keep to itself and not compete with others.
Contact others and wait quietly for the countdown to end.
The first type has high risks and great rewards, while the second type is relatively mediocre and safer. It all depends on how the reincarnators choose.
Russell returned to the warehouse next to the airport. Originally, he had no intention of coming here because he was afraid of being hit by a falling aircraft engine. Later he realized that he was too naive. Aircraft engines were nothing, and the God of Death no longer bothered to play with such trivial matters.
!
Because since the God of Death clocked in to work at 8:30 this morning, he had been struck alive by lightning for ten minutes, a total of 7749 times, an average of 4.9 times per minute. For those who don’t know, he thought some big boss was here to escape the tribulation.
Woolen cloth!
The vision alarmed many people, and the chain of lightning seemed to tell everyone that a treasure was born here.
There are no exotic treasures, but there really is a human-shaped magic weapon...
The power of nature cannot be resisted by humans!
When he was struck by lightning, Russell relied on the resistance and self-healing ability of the Gray Wolf tattoo to withstand the first 10 lightning strikes. In the later period, the magic power consumption could not keep up with the speed of lightning damage. Not only did he use up the blood-replenishing medicine he collected, but he also lost it.
The items are stuck in meat buns and blood bodhisattva.
However, this only allowed him to survive the 30th lightning bolt. The last 19 lightning bolts were more powerful, so he had to use the humanoid magic weapon Jason.
Russell said that with the Adamant alloy skeleton, the Jason brand lightning rod is quite effective!
The result was that Russell survived this wave of thunderstorms and became an immortal immediately... That was of course impossible.
As a result, Jason took the blame and was chopped into pieces. Only a skeleton was left in his body, and his machete was chopped into molten iron.
Where can I find such a loyal, hard-working, uncomplaining, unpaid, and talkative young man? Russell decisively brought him back from hell through the contract.
Jason's immortal body has nothing to do with the body. He can be resurrected forever if his soul is not destroyed, and Russell controls part of his soul through a contract. In other words, it is difficult for anyone except Russell to kill him, even if he is beaten.
When his soul is gone, he will be summoned again by Russell because of the contract.
Unless Russell dies, he will never rest in peace in this life!
Jason:(._.)
"Follow Uncle Luo and work hard, I won't treat you badly!" Russell patted Jason's generous shoulder, feeling very happy that he had found a good way to increase attribute points.
After being struck by 30 lightning bolts, his 'body' attribute increased by 9 points, and his 'strength' attribute also increased by 6 points. The character attributes on the system interface were refreshed again.
[Host: Russell]
【Power:26(13+13)】
【Body:31(20+11)】
[Wisdom: 22(17+5)]
If his magic power hadn't bottomed out and blood bottles and other items were not enough, Russell could have added more attribute points by relying on Jason to withstand the thunder. Even so, he was in a very good mood, with two major attribute points soaring, and his growth in strength was visible to the naked eye.
, it will no longer be a dream for a superwoman to bow her head and beg for mercy in the future.
Of course, this is a long-term goal and cannot be achieved in the short term. Goji berries must always be kept in the thermos cup.
After withstanding the attack of the God of Death, Russell started running away again. The seven, seven and forty-nine series of lightnings were too eye-catching. In addition to the army, he also recruited several teams of reincarnations. He has basically secured the victory. There is no reason to waste his efforts with them.
time.
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The airport is an important military location, with a large number of helicopters stationed. The number of soldiers is astonishing and the security is tight. The warehouse is within the patrol range of soldiers, so the possibility of being discovered by the army is higher than other places. On the contrary, the possibility of encountering reincarnations is extremely high.
Low.
Russell found the most inconspicuous warehouse and waited for the end of the seventh day. After surviving the final attack of the God of Death, the mission was completed. He was looking forward to the attack of the God of Death. It was best that the God of Death would be stubborn and there would be another thunder disaster.
assists.
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On the night of the sixth day of the team battle, the last battle between the reincarnation teams began. They fought with all their strength and no longer cared about the intervention of the army, and even used the firepower of the army to cause damage to the enemy.
The Samsaras who have survived until now are not weak in their own abilities. Infantry, armored vehicles, helicopters, and tanks are not as efficient as before. The naval guns on the coast fired 12 times, but they did not suppress the momentum of the Samsaras.
The military suffered heavy casualties and gathered its forces and retreated to the vicinity of the airport. If they were not to strike back with force, they were preparing to use larger measures, such as using a nuclear bomb to clear the area.
When the first naval gun sounded, Russell did not dare to stay in the warehouse any longer, as the explosive roars seemed to fall on his head at any time.
The possibility is very high. After all, his name was written down in the notebook by the God of Death. Nothing should be surprising!
Avoiding the patrolling soldiers, Russell walked on the deserted streets. The weather tonight was very bad, and the strong wind blew in a large dark cloud from a distance.
The night sky was clear, half dark and half shrouded in moonlight, but the strong wind intensified, and within a few minutes, the black half rolled in, crushing and engulfing all the white.
The sky was dark, the clouds were covering the moonlight, and all the lights in the city were turned off. Walking there felt like you were in a ghost town.
Russell's location was on the edge of the city, and he didn't plan to go too deep. The tall buildings were so silent and lifeless that just looking at them made one's scalp numb.
But with Jason leading the way, you don’t have to worry about running into ghosts. Jason is a kindred spirit of ghosts, so at least he has to be given face. If that doesn’t work, let’s sit down and talk. Although Russell doesn’t pay wages and has average benefits,
The lifetime contract is guaranteed, so you don’t have to worry about losing your job.
The wind became stronger and stronger, the clouds in the sky thickened and gradually lowered towards the ground, and the rolling thunder made Russell happy.
The thunder is loud, this is the rhythm of getting hit!
"The God of Death is indeed stubborn, but it suits me just right..." Russell asked Jason to stand aside and stay out of the way. He stood quietly on the street alone, spreading his arms and waiting for the lightning to strike. He was afraid that the God of Death wouldn't be angry enough, so he raised his eyebrows.
He raised his middle finger and greeted me cordially.
Rumble!!!
The silver lightning flashed through the darkness of the clouds, like a god of thunder splitting the dark night sky with lightning in his hand, illuminating the ground like daylight.
The lightning that Russell was expecting did not come, and the heavy rain fell suddenly, and the big raindrops hit him with a crackle, directly blurring his face.
There was no lightning, but the storm came uninvited. Russell wore a black robe and stood under a big tree to take shelter from the rain.
Standing under a tree on a rainy day, yes, he wanted to get hit!
The black robe had a rainproof effect, and Russell stood all night without worrying about becoming a drowned rat like Jason. However, the increasingly fierce wind gave him an ominous premonition.
Rumble!!!
A silver ray streaked through the black clouds again, and the direction of the wind changed. I saw a vortex suddenly spinning in the billowing dark clouds in the distance. The surrounding dark clouds were stirred by the vortex, and the black clouds began to fall to the ground.
With rolling lightning, a black tornado that penetrated the sky and the earth slowly took shape.
The size of the tornado enlarged at a speed visible to the naked eye. It only took a few tens of seconds to go from initial shape to huge and unstoppable.
"Haha, it's another series about the American Empire with few people. The climate in this country is really bad." Russell commented without saltiness. Anyway, he doesn't live in the American Empire. Not to mention tornadoes, even if a volcano erupts, it has nothing to do with him.
Three seconds later, Russell no longer thought so, because the direction of the tornado's rapid advance was towards him.
Russell: "..."
Rumble————
The power of natural disasters is immeasurable. Wherever the tornado passes, the wind blows sand and rocks, and the huge tearing force uproots everything around it. Whether it is trees or low buildings, all of them will be rolled up with the slightest touch.
Whoosh!
A stone the size of a fist was rolled up into the sky, centrifugally accelerated and thrown to Russell's side. He lightly dodged it and then hit the big tree, making a dent with a bang.
The big tree behind him was blown around, and as far as the eye could see, trees larger than this tree were like matchsticks in front of the tornado, so fragile that they broke with just a slight break.
The main body of the tree trunk disintegrated in the air and was continuously thrown in all directions, creating large craters on the ground.
Russell licked his lips. A gentleman should not stand in danger. The wind was a bit strong, and the stones and branches thrown out were almost reaching the speed of sound. He had to find a sturdy building to take shelter.
The suburbs have the advantages of being a suburb. Next to it is a three-story factory building with a reinforced concrete structure, which is strong and resistant to pressure and is more reliable than civilian buildings.
Russell and Jason ran all the way, and the two of them did not forget to cooperate tacitly while running. He was in front and Jason was behind. When the gravel and branches came, Jason used his broad shoulders to catch them all.
Running into the factory building, Russell calmed down, stretched out his hand to the sky, and raised his middle finger: "Are you stupid? No matter how strong the wind is, it can blow away this building? If you are wise, you should quickly switch to lightning to strike.
I!"
When Russell ran into the factory, the size of the tornado had increased several times. Its diameter was comparable to a skyscraper, towering into the clouds and tearing a channel through the dark clouds.
The wind became more violent, and the ceiling of the factory was blown loudly, but Russell did not panic at all. This wind could not overturn the factory unless the falling stones were each ten meters in diameter.
But how is that possible!
Whoosh!
A slender black shadow was rolled up by the strong wind and quickly shot towards the factory. With sharp eyes, Russell could see that it was not a stone or a broken tree trunk, but... a missile!
Russell:Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
Jason:(°_°)
What's going on? It's such a strong wind. Who the hell is shooting missiles indiscriminately when they have nothing to do?
Rumble!!!
Half of the factory building collapsed, and the rising fire was blown away by the hurricane as soon as it broke out. Russell and Jason fled in panic, with the roaring sound of the sky behind them falling continuously.
When he turned around, he saw that there were ten missiles chasing behind him. It was then that he suddenly realized that the place where the tornado formed seemed to be the airport.