Chapter 1416 Resurrection

Underworld, food hell, second, third and fourth floors.

The endless '7-day rapid-formation (one-time) Qi Refining Chicken' carries a luggage on its back, several pineapples hanging on its waist, and an AK on its shoulder. It bids farewell to the incubation factory that gave birth to itself with tears, and the waves merged into a sea of ​​chickens. Teleported to the first level of the underworld.

They had just been born into the human world (the underworld), and their limited brains were filled with combat knowledge. Their eyes looked confusedly at everything unfamiliar around them. Before they had time to experience the taste of life, their eyes instantly became empty, and their bodies suddenly stiffened, and they were no longer affected by it. Controlled stiffness moves.

In front of the flock of Buddhist chickens, small domestic skeletons wearing yellow mantles and holding guide flags were constantly shaking, controlling the chickens, quickly diverting them, and methodically forming cannon fodder groups of miscellaneous fish, and instilling battle formation knowledge.

The scene is very much like a corpse chase, and also like the class square performance at the opening of a middle school sports meeting.

Different numbers are written on the hand-held guide flag of the domestic skeleton in the front row, which secretly echoes the magic weapon [Fish Picture] released by Bailang.

This [World Fragment. Noble Phantasm] has now been infinitely expanded by him, integrating with the land of the underworld and the lord's territory, forming a large formation (position).

The command flags in the hands of the domesticated skeletons are miniature magic circle moving hubs. With just a slight shake, you can quickly brainwash, kidnap, and control the broiler through the 'fish map' to load the magic circle template, making the hot chicken cannon fodder 10 times more powerful. , exploded dozens of times.

At this moment, Bailang made a desperate move and destroyed the hundreds of years of breeding industry in the 'Third Xinling Mountain' in one breath. And according to the different strengths of the broilers, a 'Dharma Army' with varying strengths is formed.

Especially in his database, there is no shortage of knowledge about ‘military formations’. [Rabbit Military Formation] has been accumulating and iterating various practical military formations since its inception. As small as 18 bronze men, as large as 108 Tiangang Disha, now installed on the weakest level 0 rookie, as long as the number is piled up enough (108 full), the short-lived level 2 strength can be fully sublimated.

What's more, Ophelia opened a rudimentary arms factory in the hell (fifth level) she ruled, hiring cheap spicy skeleton 007 to work round the clock, and the production department was heavily mixed with 'spores, creeping wisdom, and holy light'. ' of ammunition and produces a large number of children's firearms.

Let the one-time 'Buddha Chicken Fighting Group' become more lethal.

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At this time, Bailang was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the Shengbo Building, the tallest building in the city that never sleeps, looking proudly at the blurry scene where the distance and the horizon merged into one color.

Although his vision no longer supports him to clearly see the scene at the end of his sight, his identity as 'Lord and Master of Secret Treasures' allows him to be 100% in tune with this land and his own treasure, and he can project his thoughts to every detail. Go up and issue instructions; every moment's thoughts can be run hundreds of millions of times, and multi-threads can handle problems.

So he could no longer resist the urge to strategize and scold Fang Qiu, and began to draw troops from the 'hell'. He dropped the endless cannon fodder from hell into every part of the underworld, rushed to the periphery of the 'food hell', and quickly gathered Form a formation.

With the support of extreme computing of [Fish Diagram Array] + [Nightmare Server], these cannon fodder were integrated to form a super battle group with 0 morale. The troops were divided into multiple extreme micro-manipulations, and entered the underworld from [subspace]. The army of psionic demons started a confrontation on the border.

In the sky of the underworld, green ‘Death Stars’ hung on the domes, like fish eyes, flashing with strange light, frantically extracting death energy, and quietly watching the earth. The stars shine.

Ophelia, who has completed another important task, suddenly appears next to Bai Lang. She stood on tiptoes and hugged Bai Lang from behind, resting her chin on Lang's shoulder. Following her gaze, she saw the spectacular scene of endless cannon fodder gathering outside the city that never sleeps. She couldn't help but complain:

"Nearly ten million cannon fodder have been drawn from other levels of hell, right? Why doesn't it look spectacular at all? Can't you feel the blood and shock on the eve of the war at all?"

The elf girl's expression was tangled, unable to accurately express her mood at the moment, and she felt very uncomfortable.

Lang reminded: "It's like the wave of returning home during the Spring Festival."

He looked carefully at the details in the spectacular painting, which was full of chaos. The 'Nightmare Dimension' is now suffering from the backlash of the 'Phantom Energy Dimension', and the computing power it provides has begun to decline. Coupled with his unlimited increase in troops and superimposition of small magic circles, everything has exceeded the limit, so the cannon fodder army is crowded and stuck.

But he still patted the elf's little hand and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, the enemy is not much better. Although the individual strength is not weak, the collective state is worse than us."

Lang's control and perception of the underworld is not only limited to the 'food hell', but also radiates outward, covering 1/3 of the underworld at its maximum range. In areas outside of absolute rule, it is difficult for him to directly interfere, but indirect influence and perception and observation can still be achieved.

The counterattack of the [Netherworld Dimension] was launched simultaneously from the two dimensions of 'inside the subspace (the unreal world)' and 'outside the underworld (the material world)'.

Bailang entrusted the internal war of the 'Nightmare Dimension' to [Jidu]. And kept Fufu and Jack, two generals who were good at 'spiritual warfare'. The former is 'squirming wisdom' and the latter is 'soup for the soul'. They are more or less professional counterparts.

And Bai Lang personally sat in the underworld to win the battle thousands of miles away and suppress the counterattack that polluted the god system.

At this time, he projected the live scene outside the underworld onto the screen on the top floor, divided it into different pictures, and showed it to Ophelia.

The evil demons awakened from the [Nether Energy Dimension], under the control of the four evil gods of the 'Pollution God System', tore the boundaries of the subspace and appeared throughout the underworld, randomly distributed on the periphery of the 'Gourmet Hell' territory. , like ants moving, pulling out long lines on the barren ground.

Bailang didn't even need to take the initiative to send troops for a sneak attack. Due to the lack of prey (attack targets), these monsters who arrived in the underworld began to fight within one step, and then triggered a larger-scale riot...Tearing, getting lost, losing direction, and all kinds of unexpected situations Continuous business.

Compared with them, Bailang's corpse-driving phalanx with zero morale was like a heavenly force, and they could be seen again in an instant.

However, [Subspace] also spent a lot of money this time. It seemed that it planned to annex the [Underworld] in one fell swoop. Therefore, it spit out the 'evil army' that had been accumulated for many years, and also put the 'Subspace' that had been low-key for many years in one fell swoop. Unfolding in Hades.

The specific way of expression is to take the out-of-control "Pre-Tartarus Abyss" as the origin. Space is constantly distorted, losing concepts such as direction, gravity, color, light and shade, matter... and it collapses from matter to chaos, like a big mouth. Devouring the territory of the underworld, the expansion was completed.

From the perspective of the gods of the underworld, the subspace has not grown larger, but the underworld has slowly shrunk.

However, the information conveyed by [Jidu] is that the subspace is rapidly expanding, and the concentration of 'psionic pollution' is rapidly declining. However, this part of the "subspace" also overlaps with the "nightmare dimension".

This wave is a lose-lose situation, jointly expanding the denominator and reducing the numerator. Therefore, [Jidu]'s control over the 'Nightmare Dimension' is also extremely weakened. Jack, who relied on the steamroller to triumphantly kill everyone in the 'Chicken Soup Pass', lost contact with his sister and the main base of the Nightmare Dimension in the blink of an eye. Lost in the ever-expanding chaotic space.

In this wave, the enemy knew that his 'San value' was too low, so both sides were harmed. They used the method of continuously expanding their territory (space) and blowing inward to break up the layout of both sides, increasing each other's burden, and using the most chaotic methods. The way determines the outcome.

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Bailang, who noticed the changes in the nightmare dimension, remained calm and said to the elf girl: "Good news, the route of Tartarus's collapse happens to be sandwiched between Elysee Paradise. Do you think Hades will ascend this time?"

When he transformed into a self-destructing truck in the 'subspace' and chose to bring down the 'nightmare dimension' in a special way; the power of the four gods of the [Pollution God System] also appeared in the underworld. Immediately turned into the backbone, connecting those scattered evil spirits together.

Although he can't control the movement of troops with extreme micro-control like Bailang, he can frame the clumps of troops and click "Food Hell" to point out an attack direction for these lost monsters.

Then, demigod demons with strength exceeding level 3 appeared on the stage. Their bodies were over 10 meters tall, their flesh and blood were highly integrated with metal parts and mechanical structures, and they had guns and chain saws growing out of their bodies. There was also a 'firearm demon' who belonged to the god of medicine 's 'Arthroplasty Noble', and God Pan's 'Pollution Monster'...

Under the control of the pollution gods, they searched for the delicious smell released by the "Gourmet Hell", charged madly, and collided with the long-awaited cannon fodder.

Cannons, bullets, lasers, and missiles infected by psionic energy poured down like a torrential rain, and then all kinds of monsters showed off their power, petrifying light, spitting acid, spraying spikes, and launching a large number of eggs for hatching...

The next second, the dim and colorless golden light of the underworld burst out, and the sound of Zen singing continued.

Countless cheap Buddha chickens formed large and small arhat formations with each other, and their qi and blood were connected, forming a three-foot qi and blood barrier around the legion. Then they all raised their children's Gatlings in their hands, burning their qi, blood and life, and connecting the [fish] that filled the world. Picture (Sword World)], shouting [Little Fish Curse (Shen Feng Wu Ying)], the blood and vitality in the body pour out like water, transformed by the 'Private Law', and sprayed out through the Gatling in the hand Countless invisible sword energy breaks through the enemy's attacks.

The cannon fodder legions were overwhelmed by the ocean-like army of demons, and then exploded with countless golden lights, bursting out with fierce storms of sword energy, killing the demons like mowing grass, and then were submerged again by the army of demons like mudslides.

This battle of attrition, which has no skills and relies solely on financial resources and knowledge, has officially begun. The two sides can only keep raising and raising, and then it is boring to carry on.

The only thing worthy of praise is a small amount of high-end combat power competition. The Pollution God System sent out demigods and even god-level units to rush into the "Gourmet Hell" and kill everyone.

Faced with this kind of high-end combat power that broke through the third level, Bailang could only hurriedly mobilize the more powerful 'Four Babies of Corpse Forest Ghost Animals' to fight.

The 'God of Styx, Baby Ghost', who possesses divine status, has the strength to crush the demigods, but the opponent has more chess pieces, making it difficult to take care of both. So Lang could only call out the seven people and the Elf Girl's "Holy Light Knights" to put out the fire, but he still didn't care.

Lang: "Activate Plan B."

Elf: "Okay."

I will start paying off my debt tomorrow.