Chapter 853: The situation is unknown, let's take a look first
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang
The two guns fired continuously, and Jason's body trembled as he collapsed on the ground. He was hit by a high-intensity magic destructive bullet, which exploded all over the ground.
Half of the hockey mask flew into the air, rolled twice, fell to the ground, and rolled to Russell's feet.
Russell:(._.)
He shook his head slightly, raised his foot and stepped on half of the mask, crushing it to pieces with one kick: "Damn evil organization, I actually beat up my little brother... Even if they look alike, my conscience will hurt."
Russell was heartbroken, his hands were shaking when he fired, and his sense of the so-called Earth Defenders organization declined significantly, labeling them as villains.
Also hating the Earth Defenders organization were Teco and five others. They did not know about the sacrificial ceremony, but this did not prevent them from seeing the conspiracy layout.
If someone hadn't done it deliberately, how could ghosts and monsters gather in a deserted corner, making it look like a year-end party to select outstanding employees?
"Father, the tunnel has collapsed and the road ahead is blocked!" Martin's panicked shouting came from the tunnel.
Russell stepped forward quickly, spread his fingers, and used the lighting technique taught by Gandalf to illuminate the dark tunnel.
The exit was piled with rubble, blocking the way without leaving any gaps.
"Damn, what kind of crazy reality show is this?"
Kurt and the others couldn't stop cursing. It was too deliberate and couldn't be a coincidence.
"It's just a pile of gravel. Compared to ghosts, they can't move and won't pounce on you. What's the need to panic?"
Russell glanced at the five people: "Stand aside, I will clear the way!"
The five people in Kurt nodded repeatedly, secretly saying that it was good to have the boss protecting them, they didn't have to do anything, just hug their thighs tightly and it would be fine.
In the eyes of the five people, Russell pushed the sand eagle behind him like a magic trick, and then pulled out a sword burning with white flames from the air with one hand.
Just when the five of them looked excited and expected Russell to use his powerful moves, he suddenly stopped with a frown, turned around and looked towards the back of the tunnel.
"Father, what's wrong?"
"The pursuers are here, let me clean them up first..."
With that said, Russell turned around and walked around the RV, holding the Holy Flame Sword in one hand and walked towards the back of the tunnel.
Swish swish!
One after another, strange ghosts and shapes poured in from the entrance of the tunnel, either flying, climbing the stone wall, or more often running wildly.
There are clowns, masked killers, ogres, zombies, scarecrows, giant ants, pumpkin heads, mechanical killers, vampires, snowmen, etc. The second echelon is a mass of demons, no weaker than the first echelon just now.
Among this series of ghosts, there are a few guys who look very powerful.
A tall giant with a black robe covering his whole body, a head made of a cow skull, and eyes burning with red light; an undead knight wearing medieval armor, holding a rotten sword, and wrapped in ice; a dark shadow with an irregular figure and no fixed shape.
A shadow that is crawling rapidly; blood lines wrap around the body, sheep's hooves, horns, sharp claws, the abyss demon from hell.
Regardless of the other miscellaneous fish, these four ghosts gave Russell the feeling that they were obviously above the first level in terms of strength and were in a unique category, but they were still far behind the previous Hell Lords.
The holy flame sword disappeared from his hand, and Russell stood on the spot, facing the tide of ghosts and monsters, taking off the cross necklace and holding it in front of him.
Substantial white energy emitted from Russell's body, illuminating the entire tunnel in an instant and forming a circle of holy white aura around his feet.
As the white flames rose, a pair of dazzling light wings solidified behind him. The almost solid holy wings caused the monsters to stop their attack.
For a moment, you could hear a pin drop in the tunnel.
"Oh, God!"
The five Kurts murmured to themselves, looking at Russell's back, with only a pair of white wings in their eyes. They felt that today's experience could write a best-selling novel, and maybe even be made into a movie.
Feeling the holy aura emanating from Russell's body, and then being shrouded in light, the ghosts and monsters all retreated, as if they were being burned by the pain of flames, making them panic and turn around and run away.
late!
A majestic and majestic power burst out, and the bright white light rushed endlessly. It was extremely penetrating and extremely fast, covering the entire tunnel in an instant.
The warm holy light for the five Kurt people is undoubtedly the cruelest punishment for dark creatures. If the darkness in their bodies is stronger than the light, it is okay to say that they can be suppressed with a backhand, turning the darkness into the nemesis of the light.
But they didn't have this ability. They were bombarded by the holy flame beams, without even a decent resistance, and died silently into pieces.
Inside the tunnel, a torrent of holy light surged, sweeping through the entire place like a flood, purifying all dark creatures in one fell swoop.
At the exit of the tunnel, the light continued to surge forward, and some slower ghosts that had just arrived smelling human scent were struck by the light, and their whole bodies were instantly burned, turning into ashes and dissipating.
When the white light ended, Russell put on the cross, turned around and fluttered away towards the RV.
The white flames covered the ground behind him, extending all the way, incinerating the edge of the tunnel and more than doubling its width.
"God...Father!?"
The five Kurt men stepped forward tremblingly, looking at the wings behind Russell, their eyes full of worship.
"Stop talking nonsense, get in the car and get out of here."
The light wings folded, and Russell waved his hand to stop the rainbow farts that several people were about to blurt out. He was tired of hearing it too much.
He raised his hand to summon a holy light javelin and threw it at the collapsed tunnel ahead. The moment he left his hand, the javelin turned into a spiral burning vortex, burning the rubble and reopening a passage.
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Inside the base, the person in charge looked at the surveillance footage of Shanhua, feeling confused.
A wave of holy flames took away all the ghosts and monsters, and even burned the cameras in the tunnel. The last picture was of an angel holding a cross necklace, and white light filling the world.
Everyone suddenly realized that no wonder the priest's identity could not be found. He was not a priest at all, but an angel who had descended into the world.
The fallen angel disguised himself as a sorcerer and leaked his aura during the confrontation with the old gods. The passing angels traced this place, and a series of subsequent events took place.
This is very reasonable!
So the question becomes, what should they do, and what will happen to the earth tomorrow?
"Sir, the five sacrifices are about to leave..."
"Ah, I know, but what can I do?"
The staff were silent after hearing this. Angels, fallen angels, old gods, they couldn't afford to offend any of these big guys, and even if they rushed over to recover the sacrifice now, it would be too late.
The sacrifice of the North American base failed, and the last hope of human civilization was gone.
"That's it. I'm going to get the treasured tequila, and everyone can have a drink... I hope to see the sunrise tomorrow."
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Boom!!
The mountain shook slightly, and Kurt immediately started the RV, stepped on the accelerator, and drove straight out of the tunnel.
Russell frowned as he watched the car leave with its taillights. He had deleted the script so much that it completely deviated from the original plot, and still no reincarnator showed up to stop it.
"Is it because the original plot is irreversible and can be passed lying down, so the reincarnators don't care about my actions, or is it that there are no reincarnators in this world at all?"
Russell said to himself, the reincarnators in the main god space are like leeks, after cutting one stubble, there will be another stubble. Before, there were so many to catch, but this time I didn't meet any of them.
"Coincidence?"
Russell thought deeply about the reason. There are two possibilities. Either there are too many worlds and there are still free reincarnations after the reincarnations are dispersed; or this mission is only for top-level reincarnations, similar to the level of Superwoman, and the number is relatively small.
The RV had just driven ten meters away when Kurt stepped on the brakes, leaned out of the car window and shouted: "Father, aren't you leaving with us?"
This guy is pretty good, he has more conscience than Hammer God!
Russell waved his hand. He wanted to get out, but he had tried before and the tunnel exit was also blocked by an AT position, so he couldn't get out at all.
As if to verify, Russell raised his foot and then...
Half of the leg stepped into the white light curtain, and a circle of ripples spread out, as if it disappeared out of thin air.
"out!?"
Russell's eyes widened, he retracted his outstretched foot and reached forward to see that he could indeed leave.
He felt a sense of disbelief and pondered on the spot, unable to figure out the reason.
The original plot was that the sacrifice failed and the old god went into a rage. Now after he modified it, the sacrifice still failed. To a certain extent, it was indeed a smooth pass.
"Isn't it a bit simple? Just because they saved five sacrifices, they are the focus?" He didn't know the mission of the reincarnations. Russell lacked important clearance information and couldn't analyze the specific reasons. Burning his brains was just a waste of energy.
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Rumble!
The tunnel trembled violently and large pieces of gravel fell. Russell noticed the angry sight from underground. The old god Cronus had no sacrifice to please him and was very dissatisfied with Russell's dishonest behavior.
Dissatisfied was dissatisfied. Russell's head was full of doubts and he was even more dissatisfied than Cronus. He had no time to play adult eye games with him, and immediately his eyes turned black and he glared back fiercely.
The implication is very simple. We are all people with status. If you have any dissatisfaction, come up and say it to your face.
"Ho ho ho!!!"
Muffled roars bombarded the mountains, abyss canyons opened, and torrents of magma spurted out.
Russell watched this scene calmly, curious about what would happen if Cronus appeared in the world. Where there are old gods, there are new gods. If he really appeared, would he attract new gods?
For example, will a guy with a trident show up to chat with his old father?
Also, his trident...is it a beautiful prong?
Russell's thinking was divergent, and his calm demeanor made Cronus below a little unsure of his routine. The thunder was loud and the raindrops were small, shaking the ground desperately, but he just didn't appear.
If you are suspicious and find something unclear, take a look first before talking about it.
The earthquake lasted for five minutes. Russell's patience ran out and he stopped provoking. He stepped into the light curtain and left the current world.
Upon noticing Russell's disappearance, the earthquake stopped immediately, and Cronus' anger seemed to disappear...