Chapter 1450: Random (Thanks to the Leader of the Three Life Hunters)

Earlier.

Late at night, before dawn.

After witnessing the non-stop struggle all night long, Ai Qing finally removed her eyes from the screen.

"If my prediction is correct, tomorrow, after the initial display of power, Solomon will issue an ultimatum to us, right?"

"He will not let threats like ours go unchecked. Either obey him or be destroyed," she said.

Next to him, Huai Shi, who was holding a big bowl of noodles, raised his head and asked vaguely: "So, let's strike first tonight?"

"Then it must be able to cause fatal injuries."

Ai Qing turned back and glanced at the data flowing rapidly on the screen. She searched the entire London but could not find any trace of Solomon.

He was already on guard.

It was as if Ai Qing had no doubt that as long as she dared to open the window and open the curtains, a sniper's little red dot would fall on her forehead.

It is true that Solomon may be the strongest among them, but now, Solomon has become the biggest weakness among them. He would not be exposed easily, nor would he give Ai Qing a chance to track his whereabouts.

Unlike those rabble, those he led were not afraid of death.

In other words, it is precisely because you are not afraid of death that you can survive on the battlefield, right?

Therefore, they will not be afraid of sacrifice. Sacrifice is a virtue given to them by the current situation.

They are the perfect tool for the present situation.

Now, the tool is weeping blood and screaming, trying to change everything.

Only when they become enemies can people realize how difficult it is to be enemies with such people.

They would not admit defeat until Solomon died. Solomon will not give up until they die.

They are one.

Like iron.

"Currently, there are two ways to solve it."

Ai Qing said: "First, find someone to hug you. No matter it is the decision-making office or the Financial Weaving Bureau, they will not refuse our request for alliance, but the price is that everything we have done before will become a joke."

"What about number two?"

Huai Shi is still talking.

"Let Solomon learn to give up." Ai Qing said.

"I like this."

Huai Shi's chattering speed increased, snoring, snoring, snoring.

Even he had to admit that he might not be Solomon's opponent now.

That old man is a foul-level cheating player.

Not the sublime, but better than the sublime.

Now there are countless people whose souls are attached to him. Even if each person may only have a strand, they can gather sand into a tower and armpits into fur.

Solomon is now an out-and-out legion.

Legion of the dead.

If the battlefield were changed, and his stigmata were still there...oh, he might have been killed by Solomon's four legions.

That's okay.

So, we still have to think of a way.

"It's a bit difficult," he said.

"Don't worry, Huaishi, you will defeat Solomon."

Ai Qing said decisively: "It is necessary. Only you can defeat Solomon."

She said: "I will create an opportunity for you and Solomon to fight alone, but before that, we must strengthen ourselves, but the first step to strengthen ourselves is to show strength..."

She paused and showed a soft smile without any warmth: "Then, create the illusion that Solomon is nothing more than that."

A mere old man was simply vulnerable.

The Legion is a complete ragtag group.

No matter how powerful he is, he is just one person, and everyone stands shoulder to shoulder...

Such a ferocious beast, even if only one wound is exposed, will trigger a group attack.

Be the first to eat crabs.

As long as you have pliers, you won't be afraid of getting stuck in your mouth.

"So, what should I do?" Huai Shi finally asked.

Ai Qing glanced at him and told him: "The next step is your favorite act of sabotage."

"It's not that I don't have it, don't talk nonsense. How can the heir to my majestic heavenly pedigree like to cause destruction! You know the King of Danbo, right?"

Huai Shi's eyes widened and she instinctively retorted: "I am the number one good person in the world! Where is the moral high ground without me?"

"Oh, that will make things difficult for you."

"It's okay. For the sake of the current situation, I just got my hands dirty. It's my duty."

Huai Shi finally finished her words and wiped her mouth. When she raised her head, her pupils were shining: "So... where is it? Who to kill?"

…

Is this guy really not schizophrenic?

Ai Qing sighed silently.

One side kills people without hesitation, and the other side shows genuine sympathy and compassion... Both are him, but again, they are neither.

If it were an ordinary person, with such conflicting values, he would have gone crazy, right? But now, this guy was alive and kicking in front of him, and his stupidity was all in one.

Makes it difficult to see clearly.

Little Peppa Pig of Huaihai Road, Disaster Musician, Jinling Beheaded King, Disaster Sword, Adjuster... Which one is the real you?

"..."

She shook her head slightly and stopped thinking about those boring things. She turned around and took out the information she had prepared long ago from the table next to her.

"Sentinel Industry, destroy, destroy, destroy - let this place turn into ruins, leaving only the sign in the dust." Ai Qing said: "I will bear all the consequences, you can use the method you like. "

"you sure?"

Huai Shi held the document and suddenly smiled.

Ai Qing glanced at him and ignored him. However, I suddenly felt like I was loosening the chain of some monster with my own hands...

"By the way, be careful."

She said suddenly before Huai Shi left.

"underground."

"Um?"

"There are several other layers of structures underground in the Sentinel Industry, which are different from those on the ground. That is its real heart. Even the overhead institutions do not have much record of them.

The military has several top-secret projects operating in it. I don’t know what they produce and manufacture in it, but it must not be something harmless and safe..."

"oh."

Huai Shi nodded indifferently, took two steps, and seemed to understand something, then suddenly turned back: "Ah, do you want to destroy that one too?"

Completely, missing the point!

Ai Qing started to have a headache again and wanted to sigh out of habit.

But after all, he restrained his helpless impulse, closed his eyes, and leaned on the chair.

"Whatever." she said.

"OK."

Huaishi pushed open the door and disappeared into the evaporating night.

.

But now, Ai Qing may start to regret what she said casually at that time.

Sometimes, being too casual...isn't good either.

At this moment, all the buildings on the Sentinel Industrial Ground were shrouded in flames and thick smoke.

Factories collapsed, buildings collapsed, and every building that could be seen was devastated, reduced to ruins or dangerous buildings waiting to be blasted and cleared.

Looking down from the clouds, one can clearly distinguish the traces on the ground.

It is formed by dots of scarlet.

It winds and flows, following the trajectory of Huai Shi's movements, covering the entire park. Wherever he passed, there were corpses, broken steel, burning chariots, or cracks like spider webs.

In less than a quarter of an hour, everything came to an end.

02, 04, 07, 09, 10, 11... six fully armed teams were wiped out.

Firearms, explosives, flamethrowers, grenades and even steel bars randomly pulled out from the ground were completely defeated by such things.

The average time taken is less than two minutes.

What's creepy is that during the whole process, Huai Shi didn't even use his soul power and essence, but relied on his body and tactics... just like a massacre performance carefully presented by the Hell Theater.

Death, death, and death.

As far as the eye can see, that's all.

And right in the center of the square, under the huge hole created by the Titan's self-destruction, billowing smoke continued to rise. The flames surged underground like a surging river.

And deeper, in the darkness that the light cannot illuminate, there is a sad and desolate melody.

Sound of cello.

The sound of the piano spread, entering the dew like mist, lingering in the ears of the living and the dead, and on the ground, those cold corpses entangled with flower branches and green leaves suddenly moved.

Move again.

As if twitching...

Just like that, in the mist full of viruses and plagues, he raised his empty pupils.

The force feedback mechanism of the power armor amplified the weak force, causing the endless nerve currents of the walking dead to rise from the ground again, and one by one, they jumped into the hole.

Follow the call of that melodious melody.

In the weeping and tragic melody, a new play is brought - Night of the Living Dead.

From beginning to end, the pitiful white deer looked down quietly, leaving only the stretches of iris flowers...

So fragrant.

"Alert! Alert! Blockade leaked, blockade leaked...the laboratory has been destroyed..."

"Alert! Biochemical contamination has spread, please evacuate quickly..."

The electronic sound without fluctuations echoed over and over again on the radio, and the sound of hurried footsteps continued in the steel corridor.

There are still a lot of supplies that have not been loaded into trucks.

Even though preparations had already begun when the colonel issued the evacuation order, the transportation of laboratories and important items was still not a simple problem that could be solved in ten minutes.

"Don't worry about the rest. Throw away all the equipment. Bring as many replacement parts and materials as you can. Hurry, hurry!"

In front of the deep underground tunnel, the conductor beside the train was shouting loudly, directing the forklifts to speed up until the siren became more and more urgent.

The alarm came that the top floor had been breached.

“We can’t wait any longer, let’s start—immediately!”

The conductor raised the intercom and shouted: "Relevant scholars above serial number 4 get on the bus quickly, and the remaining people take the next bus, let's go, let's go!"

The signal light flashes.

The train roared, leaving behind the shouts and roars of those who could not board the train, and drove into the darkness like a giant snake.

Whist away into the distance along the complicated routes beneath London.

"This is G003. G003 has departed. Please open the gate. Call the management center. Please open the gate." The driver on the front of the car reported to the channel.

But there was only uneasy silence on the channel.

The train was speeding forward, with no usual maintenance personnel visible along the way, and the signal lights on the branch roads were also in chaos. But to his relief, the gate was open.

No need to slam on the brakes.

However, the gate that used to be as clean as new now has a little bit of red rust. Suddenly, the driver felt a little chilly.

It felt like the half-open gate was like a bloody mouth, filled with darkness and something else. It was just a momentary glance, unable to see clearly, everything passed by in a flash, and only the high-pitched friction sound was heard amidst the violent vibrations.

The edge of the gate, which had not been fully opened, collided with the train. Amidst the roar, wisps of sparks flew out.

Then, in the dark tunnel, he saw a staggering figure lingering on the railway track in the distance, standing on the track like a drunk person. The driver frowned and pressed the horn repeatedly.

But when the figure at the front suddenly turned around, the biting cold completely engulfed him.

The brutal incision still remained on the neck, and the head hanging from the shoulders was like a rotten fruit hanging on the fingers, with scarlet liquid flowing out.

The hollow eyes of the corpse were slightly raised, staring at the source of the light.

One after another……

From the distance, a sad melody came, so sad.

In the darkness, the corpses wearing power armor suddenly turned around and looked at the speeding train. Then, suddenly, they ran like crazy, jumping, squirming, using their limbs together, and threw themselves towards the speeding train. !

Sharp metal friction sounds were heard, and the train was shaking violently. The wreckage that was caught under the wheels was still stuck in the gap, and sparks were shooting out.

The mutilated corpses clung to the convex surface of the train and lay on the glass in front of the driver. They waved their limbs vigorously and smashed the tempered glass into cracks.

The driver collapsed on the ground, screaming in horror, but after seeing the corpses being thrown out one by one by the speeding train, he finally regained his composure. It was only now that a wave of fear and fear emerged from my heart, and I gasped violently.

A thankful smile appeared on his pale face.

Click, click, click, click, click...

A crisp sound came from the roof of the car above his head, spreading slowly, like the notes of despair struck in a nightmare, winding silently, spreading on the train, causing every frightened person in the carriage to fall into Confusion and confusion.

But through the car window, nothing can be seen.

There was only darkness.

Such a luster is like black iron greased with grease, piece by piece, wrapped around the train, silently squirming, squirming, squirming.

Until finally, the huge amber eyes suddenly opened.

The big snake grinned.

He suddenly pounced towards the enemies inside the car window!

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boom! ! !

Across the layers of ground, a dull loud noise could be heard in the distance, as if something exploded, and the violent shock was transmitted to Huai Shi's feet.

And in the silent underground hall, among the corpses, Huai Shi lowered his head, and a wisp of scarlet fell from the tip of his nose.

fell to the ground.

There was a soft hissing sound, like a chemical reaction, leaving a trace of rust.

Tinnitus, dizziness, and severe headache, as if a hammer is constantly hitting the back of the head.

The source of matter is constantly burning.

After losing the support of the Stigmata and the supply of source material from Lord Yun Zhong, he discovered how exaggerated and terrifying the creations of the Hands of Confinement were.

Now, in less than three minutes, the fully-armed Essence has appeared, and his Essence has almost been burned out.

"It's still not enough blue."

He raised his head, opened his eyes, dropped the liquid essence in the dropper into his eyes, blinked, and his thirsty soul felt the moisture of the rain and dew.

Unfortunately, it is still a drop in the bucket.

This kind of super-standard soul itself is not something that can be fully mobilized without the assistance of the stigmata. However, fortunately, there is not much work left.

Right in front of him, a terrifying shock erupted.

The sound of the tide surged, and the outline of the iron whale reappeared from the song of regret, falling from the sky, causing the ground to split, and the thick concrete collapsed and collapsed, falling with him into the darkness below.

Then, another layer.

Another level!

Straight down.

The roaring sound is endless,

Until countless dust was flying, a large amount of masonry debris fell into the lowest realm.

Just like that, after passing through the strict security and countless obstacles along the way, it fell from the sky!

And amid the horrified shouts and choking.

In the flying dust, the falling figure gradually emerged.

look up.

Smile at them.

"Guess what?"

Huai Shi raised her hand and wiped away a streak of blood seeping from her nostrils: "I seem to have found a new way to go to hell quickly."

Now, let me show it to you.