Chapter 776 Rebellion

Changes always happen unexpectedly.

First, the counterfeiter missed the mark, and before anyone could react, Yamashita was already unwilling to be nagging, so he struck first and cut off this bitch's head with a single backhand knife.

Five steps of blood splatter!

All I can say is that these gang members are too badly transformed. From the beginning of the film, they are attacking other people's necks. They can decapitate them without any fuss.

Until Yamashita kicked Nakanojo's head away like a rubber ball, raised his knife and roared, the attacker on the other side, disguised as a harmless friendly force, had not yet reacted.

Only Yaqian made a mistake and lost his silicone mask. The pretender kicked open the car door in anger and said, "Kill these bastards!"

Yamashita instinctively touched his ribs, wanting to shoot the bitch, but his touch was in vain, and he realized that he had given the pistol to Zhajian.

In a rage, he didn't even care about the gun, and directly picked up the sword in his hand and threw it towards the roaring face.

The howling of crows echoed in his ears, making his mind wander for a moment, but when he reacted, it seemed as if endless power emerged from his body.

As the shadows under his feet trembled rapidly, they spread out their ferocious wings like a crow, and the sword thrown in his hand actually made an air-piercing roar.

The iron light roared, whirled towards his face, penetrated straight into his mouth, and came out from the back of his neck.

Immediately afterwards, the mighty flock of crows wandering in the sky fell down like a tidal wave.

As soon as the people hiding in the dark alleys on both sides came out, they saw countless overwhelming birds rushing toward their faces.

The members of the paper-carrying group had already crossed the fence, rushed out from behind the roadblock, and fought with the attackers with the cooperation of the crows.

"That loser Nakanojo failed."

In the distance, the Russian man holding a telescope spat thickly and cursed disdainfully: "Andryusha, I leave it to you."

"It's long overdue."

The burly man sitting on the concrete pillar raised his hand, wiped his beard, and threw the empty wine bottle away. The sound of steel friction erupted from under the slightly cumbersome and bloated coat.

There was a low reverberation when the boots hit the ground.

At the end of the long street, a man named Andre put on an old-style football helmet, bent down slightly, and assumed a sprinting posture.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise.

It's like a rhinoceros galloping across the land.

The heavy echo spread into the distance, and among the roar, cracks appeared again on the long-disrepaired road.

Andrei had already rushed into the fighting intersection like a truck loaded with goods, without stopping, withstanding the bullets of the paper group behind the bunker and the swooping of crows in the sky, moving straight forward.

The speed is getting faster and faster...

"We hit him!"

Before the panicked warning could spread, a loud noise erupted. Under Andre's impact, the original roadblocks, bunkers and even heavy cement blocks were all crushed to pieces.

Destroy everything!

Just behind him, the Russian gangsters who had lost their patience jumped off the rampaging truck, swarmed in, raised the assault rifles in their hands, and started shooting randomly in all directions.

They no longer even bothered to care about the safety of the original Russian Allied Forces.

Right at the front, Andre spread his arms and let the pistols around him shoot, grinning ferociously, revealing thick pieces of iron under his broken coat.

That is a genuine bulletproof iron jacket.

The terrifying defensive power achieved purely by mass, combined with the power-type sublimate, turned him into a humanoid tank, running rampant.

Except for the vital points of some faces that need to be blocked, others don't require any attention at all.

Since losing his job as an athlete due to promotion, what Andre likes most now is to let his opponents taste the impact of a professional rugby player!

When he leaned over and started to charge, the ground would begin to tremble violently. After smashing several walls directly against his opponent, he laughed excitedly amidst the splatter of blood.

The coat on his body has begun to burn, and the iron coat has burned to a fiery red, with a blazing iron light rising and flames everywhere it passes.

"Come on! Coward! Come on!"

In the rising state of drunkenness, Andre screamed: "Compete with me!"

In the chaos of the battle, Yamashita glared at the hybrids who had surrendered to the enemy: "You traitors, you actually defected to the Russians?"

"Yes, what else?" Nishikawa, 'Wakazaka' of the Kurokawa Group, spat disdainfully: "Is it like your team leader has died without a complete body?"

Yamashita was stunned for a moment and did not react.

"Don't you know that yet?"

Nishikawa gave a mocking smile: "Atsuto Uzuki has offended the leader of the K-Party. When the K-Party comes to the inner circle of Tamba, he will be the first to be killed. Even the people from the Iron King Party want him dead!"

Not only the masters specially invited from outside, but also the sublimates on both sides joined in the pursuit. I'm afraid he won't even have ashes left! "

"shut up!"

In an instant, uncontrollable anger rose from Shanxia's chest, almost like a flame, about to ignite him.

Then, he saw real fire emerging from his hands.

But he no longer cares about that much.

In this sudden rage, Yamashita roared, and the sword in his hand turned into a burning color. The anger condensed into substance filled the blade, giving it an impact comparable to that of a heavy axe.

With a single blow of hatred, plasma flew out.

When Yamashita came back to his senses, he realized that he had actually split his opponent in half with his weapon!

He lowered his head and looked in disbelief at the flaming red blade still remaining in his hand. He turned back and looked at the crow that had landed on his shoulder at some point.

The crow screamed excitedly and flapped its wings, urging him not to waste time and plunge into the killing again.

A steady stream of anger flowed out of those scarlet pupils, along with the source matter.

The bird that conveyed the decree of the gods returned to the earth, and once again brought down miracles and power.

"Holy."

Yamashita held the burning 'anger' in his hand, and roared unconsciously in the indescribable fanaticism.

The same roars kept coming and going.

In this turbulent darkness, countless rays of light rose up and emerged from the members of the Paper Holding Group!

Under the shroud of the crows, huge power suddenly settled into their bodies, continuously extracting anger, pain and resentment, giving them a ferocious outline.

Then, create death again!

"What it is……"

In the distance, Alexey held up the telescope and was dumbfounded. It was hard to imagine that the paper-wielding group actually hid so many sublimators in the dark...

I can’t even count!

Seventy? Eighty? Or more?

Where did so many come from?

Isn't the Paper-Waking Group a bunch of junk that was established less than a month ago and was cobbled together by amateurs? How could there be so many ascendants!

And there are more and more crows...

At that moment, his heart suddenly contracted, cold sweat flowed from his forehead, and he froze in place.

Feel the sound from far away.

It was as if in the deepest part of the darkness, there was a huge heart beating slowly, glowing with faint thunder. A large amount of source material spurted out from it, spreading in all directions like blood.

Containing pain, despair and ferocity...

In the office of Kaishi Shoji, Takuma looked up in shock, looking at the birdcage that suddenly opened on the table. Endless darkness spewed out from it, spreading and sweeping across.

The divine movement of Shao Siming brings about miracles!

In other words, disaster...

The Dream of Decay slowly rose from the darkness, opening a gap along with the Bone Sanctuary. The huge bird screamed excitedly, shaking off its earthly feathers, and the iron light transformed from its wings, revealing a ferocious mechanical appearance.

The lair to hell is opened.

At that moment, a large group of people descended!

When the only restraint was released, the swirling tide of crows glowed with a shrill iron light, and sparks burst out from the sound of countless steels rubbing against each other.

The giant mechanical crows spread their wings, and the angry fire, the blood of resentment, and the darkness of pain alternately emerged...

It’s hunting time!

The surging darkness swallowed up all the lights, and was replaced by the bloody eyes of the members of the paper group, as well as the increasingly ferocious auras.

The power of the ghost comes here, even if it is given to a few people...

In an instant, the advantage created by the Russians through a large number of firearms was destroyed by the monster's ferocious power.

While running wildly, Andre suddenly turned around, only to find that he had sunk into the deepest darkness without knowing when, and he couldn't help roaring.

"Coward, get out and face me!"

No longer caring about everything around him, the Ascendant, who was as big as a giant bear, unleashed the strongest firepower and rushed towards the shadows dancing in the darkness.

But no matter how far he rushed, how many walls he broke down, how many shadows he tore apart, he could not touch any enemy.

It was like being thrown into the most desperate confinement room.

Eternal isolation.

Only the mocking crows in the sky looked down, staring coldly at the fire on the cans extinguishing little by little, waiting for the best time to enjoy it.

Let cool and eat slowly.

At the outermost edge, at the edge of the ferocious darkness, Alexey's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but... took a step back, and then another step.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he was panting heavily.

When those eyes in the darkness were cast in his direction, he seemed to be thrown into the deep sea, feeling indescribable suffocation from the invisible weight.

The Stigma is wailing.

Even the soul seemed to be sucked away and swallowed by that darkness. The unspeakable aura of terror eroded his reason and made his heart twitch.

It’s a horde from hell…

Those terms that originally only appeared in the mouths of explorers, synonymous with terror and despair, unexpectedly appeared in front of him so suddenly.

They actually broke into the lair of the hell horde!

The telescope fell from his hand with a clang, and Alexei held on to the wall, unable to control his desire to escape from here.

In the silence, only the fire beside him was extinguished, and that handsome face became as ferocious as an evil ghost against the backdrop of the fire.

Quiet overlook.

It seemed that he had gone through a long journey, but there was no sign of fatigue at all, and he was still in high spirits. Only his coat was full of bullet holes and tears, and it had already been dyed a dull gray-red in the rain and blood.

"Do you need help calling an ambulance?"

The man smiled and asked with concern: "You seem to be uncomfortable..."

Alexey turned back dully, and before he could react, he screamed in terror, quickly backed away, took out a gun from his pocket, pointed it at that face, and wanted to pull the trigger.

But when he was looked at by those eyes that looked like an abyss, the finger on the trigger became stiff.

Lost strength.

"You...you..." He wanted to speak, but no sound came out of his throat.

Behind the man, darkness danced like substance.

A pair of scarlet eyes slowly emerged, like the ferocious and hungry smiles of evil spirits, scrutinizing his face and taking away his last courage.

Completely tear the whining will apart!

“…God, forgive me.”

Alexey muttered dully, suddenly turned the gun, aimed it at his chin, and used all his strength to pull the trigger.

Bang!

In that sudden darkness, those ferocious pupils finally disappeared.

Alexei closed his eyes peacefully.

it is finally over……

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It didn't take long for this long-planned attack on the Paper Group to come to a tragic end.

The streets were almost dyed red with blood, and there were corpses everywhere in the mess. Only the excited rise and fall of the crows absorbed the breath of death floating in the air, causing it to flow continuously into the Bone Burial Sanctuary.

In that seemingly eternal darkness, death is gradually gathering.

There are many more deaths happening across the land.

Huai Shi raised her head and looked at the surrounding area. The entire Danbo inner circle... was filled with burning fire, and everything was violently involved in this turmoil.

"How can it be……"

Yamashita came to his senses and noticed the commotion in other places. He couldn't believe it: "This is the hinterland of the alliance. How could someone get here?"

"It's very simple, Yamashita."

Huai Shi raised her head and stared at the rising fire in the distance. "There are two possibilities, either the alliance is completely vulnerable and is on the verge of destruction."

He paused and said coldly: "Either way, someone will betray you."

This is not an external invasion, but internal strife!

Someone took this opportunity to raise a flag of rebellion!

This is where Huaishi feels most ridiculous.

The rebellious young man is not himself?

At the same time, in the heavily surrounded alliance headquarters, Sheng Tian stared at the rebels under the steps.

Finally, his disappointed eyes fell on that extremely familiar face.

"Why is this so, Chiba-kun?"

He asked softly: "Did I not give you enough?"

Among the rebel guards, Qianye Longer shook his head with a smile and did not answer.