Chapter 807: The God Who Slashed the Battleship

Suddenly, a star in the night sky became extremely bright.

A straight and destructive beam of light broke through the clouds and fell towards the streets of the living area, landing on an iron knife.

There was a muffled buzzing sound, air waves sprayed, and smoke and dust were slightly emitted.

Cao Yuan's trousers were all torn apart and turned into strands, and his shoes sank deeply into the ground.

Light pressure has no such power.

This is the weight of an iron knife.

The light fell on the surface of the iron knife, like a stream of water falling on a stone, and countless rays of light splashed in all directions, instantly illuminating the entire block.

The blood mist has faded away, and the faces of those who died in various poses are clearly photographed, those familiar and unfamiliar faces...

Cao Yuan withdrew his iron knife and looked at the middle-aged man, his usual gentleness no longer visible on his face.

The fleet that came to advance to No. 3 base to perform missions tonight has the most advanced and cutting-edge warships of the Galaxy Alliance. The main laser cannons equipped with such warships are extremely powerful, but Cao Yuan blocked them with a seemingly ordinary iron knife.

The middle-aged man didn't show any fear, looked at him and smiled and said, "Don't blame me, it was you who wanted to kill me first."

Cao Yuan looked at him and didn't speak.

Thinking of some possibility, the middle-aged man pointed to the dead man on the street and asked, "Are there any acquaintances of yours here?"

Cao Yuan said, "It's a companion."

"Whether you're an Ascender or a Cocoon Breaker, you're still a fairy, and you actually...dig with these ants and call them companions?"

The middle-aged man laughed and said: "You have to understand a truth, your companions are only us."

Cao Yuan shook his head and said, "Companions are not based on ability, and even if I don't know them, you can't kill them."

"I'm really impatient to waste time here, but you can also understand this as part of the assessment."

The middle-aged man put on his glasses again, and said: "The sea of ​​dark things is too threatening. If necessary sacrifices are allowed, not to mention that only a few hundred people died tonight, at certain critical moments, an entire planet can be sacrificed. You must accept this, and you will be considered as having passed the test."

Cao Yuan said, "A whole planet?"

"That's right, this really happened. Don't look at it like that. It's not my handwriting. I don't have such great power." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "If you think about it, the biggest advantage of this world is the large number of people. There are many more people than Chaotian Continent. As long as you can kill those monsters, what's the point of killing people?"

"Are you Chisong real person?" Cao Yuan asked suddenly.

The middle-aged man suppressed his smile and asked, "You know me?"

Cao Yuan said: "When I was in Chaotian Continent, I heard your name."

The middle-aged man was a little surprised, and said: "It may have been tens of thousands of years in the Chaotian Continent, but my name is still being passed down?"

Cao Yuan said: "The founder of the Blood Demon Sect, the greatest demon leader in history, your successors have committed all sorts of crimes in the mainland, who can forget your name?"

Being accused of being evil in person, the middle-aged man not only did not get angry, but smiled slightly, looking very proud, and said, "I see, how is the Blood Demon Cult now?"

"More than a thousand years ago, the Blood Demon Sect was wiped out by the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect. None of your disciples and grandchildren survived, so the inheritance was cut off."

Cao Yuan looked at him and said, "Oh, no, the Blood Demon Sect still has a highly talented guy who survived and hid in the mountain behind Yunmeng. Many people are speculating whether it is possible to restore the glory of the Blood Demon Sect if he is allowed to understand the Heavenly Demon Dafa. But it is a pity that your successor has lived like a dog for so long. He was killed by an amazing woman in Chaoge City more than a hundred years ago. When he died... he really looked like a dog."

When he said this passage, his expression was very serious, and his speech was very slow, it could be said that it was word for word.

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, then laughed again, and said, "You are very angry at this time, so you want to make me uncomfortable. The problem is that the story is not well written. Since you are my descendant and have a very high talent, how could you be killed by a woman?"

Cao Yuan said: "As I said, she is a very remarkable woman, stronger than me, and I don't know how much stronger than you."

The middle-aged man suppressed his smile, looked at him and said calmly: "If you want to pass my inspection, you'd better pay attention to the etiquette to seniors."

"There is no investigation, no seniors, just like there is no fairyland."

Cao Yuan pointed at him with an iron knife and said, "Today I will kill you, and then I will kill the person you said destroyed that planet."

"What a naive child, of course...you are really strong."

The middle-aged man looked at the ordinary iron knife, sighed and said, "I don't even have the confidence to defeat you, so I don't want to take any risks."

"Do you understand the sea of ​​dark things?" He asked suddenly: "This planet has already begun to be soaked in darkness. If it is allowed to develop, it will become a death star and then a brood."

Cao Yuan said, "I know."

The middle-aged man continued to ask: "Then, at the current penetration speed, how big is the dark matter overflow channel at this space node?"

Cao Yuan was silent for a moment, then said, "Seventy times two times 6.99."

"Believe me, the engineers on the fleet will calculate more accurately than you, and the positioning will be more accurate."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "But you can do the math again, what is needed to seal this dark matter overflow channel?"

Cao Yuan stared into his eyes and said, "There are two living quarters within this range."

"So the people on this block, including your so-called companion, are going to die tonight." The middle-aged man said, "You shouldn't blame me."

Cao Yuan said: "I can seal the overflow channel, or I don't need to kill you, as long as you cancel the order."

"I believe you have this ability, but your ability should be used in more important places, rather than being used to seal such a small passage."

The middle-aged man said: "Now it's your choice, kill me? Save those people? Or follow me?"

Following these words, the lights of the three battleships dimmed and then went out suddenly.

Starlight illuminates ten tiny dark spots high in the night sky.

Each black dot is a nuclear bomb.

Without even thinking about it, Cao Yuan ran towards the place where the nuclear bombs fell.

The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back and flew towards the battleship high in the night sky, ignoring him, leaving only a sentence echoing in the streets full of dead people.

"If you don't die from your stupidity tonight, come on."

As an inspector of Cao Yuan, he has observed this swordsman for a long time and knows how the other party will choose.

He doesn't like Cao Yuan's behavior style very much. If he follows his own ideas, he would rather kill him directly. The problem is that he disagrees.

Tonight, Cao Yuan found himself in a dead end, but he felt a lot more relaxed, otherwise he would feel really uncomfortable if he wanted to be a companion with such a good person in the future.

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The middle-aged man returned to the battleship and turned to look at the ground.

This place is too far from the ground, even the violent explosion can't be heard, but the picture is still clear.

Ten mushroom clouds rose simultaneously in no particular order, and it looked like real mushrooms growing in a documentary.

After a while, those rays of light penetrated the thick black clouds and came to the surface, which looked beautiful and could imagine how high the temperature was.

It's hard to kill an Ascendant with a nuke because the device isn't released fast enough, but what if that person is stupid enough to get himself into blast range?

The middle-aged man still couldn't figure out what those real orthodox practitioners were thinking until today, so he shook his head and was about to go to rest, when he suddenly saw a scene from the corner of his eyes, and said with a slightly strange expression, "What the hell?"

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Before those nuclear bombs fell, Cao Yuan came to a living area.

How can we save those sailors and ordinary people who don't know anything?

Because of the previous sirens, most people have come to the streets, but they don't know that ten gods of death are falling from the sky.

Cao Yuan only had time to do one thing, and that was to strike four times.

The first two knives cut along both sides of the long street, reaching deep underground.

The next two cuts were straight and straight, squeezing all the rocks and soil underground to the sides.

As a result, the entire long street and the people on the street fell to the ground.

The nuclear bomb is about to arrive, even if they are underground without shelter, those people will still be killed by the endless light and heat.

Even if the iron knife can be enlarged, and the small temple in Baicheng can be put down, how can it block this big hole?

At the last moment, Cao Yuan lay down.

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After an unknown amount of time, the smoke finally dissipated, and the terrifying light and heat gradually subsided.

Accompanied by the sound of rumbling like a mountain falling, a huge figure stood up slowly in the thin smoke.

The surface of the huge body is covered with black ash, with terrible wounds, bleeding slowly, it looks like a badly weathered Buddha.

That blood is golden.

If it wasn't for the golden body, he would have turned into flying ash at this time.

Even so, he also suffered terrible injuries, beyond recognition.

The neighborhood has changed beyond recognition.

No, there are no more blocks here.

All the buildings have collapsed, and the molten magma has just solidified everywhere. Those charred corpses are even more appalling...

He couldn't save everyone.

Everyone in that quarters must have died.

Holding an iron knife, he stood in the embers of the nuclear bomb explosion, under the seemingly beautiful starry sky, with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

The sound of crying came faintly from the depths of the ground.

He raised his head and looked at the three warships in the night sky without any expression on his face.

—"If you don't die tonight from your own stupidity, come along."

He still remembered the words that the middle-aged man left before he left.

"Okay, here I come."

He said silently in his heart, and then jumped into the night sky.

There is no remnant of the mushroom cloud here, and the starlight is extraordinarily bright, whether it is his mottled and deformed face or the iron knife.

The knife light illuminates the forest sea on the surface of the planet, like the light of a Buddha.

Iron knives pierced the bottom of a battleship.

Cao Yuan lowered his head, held the handle of the knife, and walked forward.

Iron Knife Goes Indomitable!

Picking up the iron knife, he becomes a Buddha.

There was no shouting, but there was thunder in the night sky.

In the loud cracking noise, countless metal fragments splashed in space towards the surroundings.

A terrifying crack appeared on the surface of the battleship, becoming longer and longer, and finally piercing through it from the beginning to the end.

That battleship was cut in half like this.

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The battleship has been staying on the edge of the atmosphere, whether it is when firing the laser cannon or when releasing the nuclear bomb. And when it was completely broken into two pieces, it had already floated back into space. One can imagine the power and power of Cao Yuan's knife.

There is no sound in the dark universe, the light of the stars in the distance shines on the battleship broken in two, shines on the alloy fragments like a still rainstorm, and shines on the soldiers who still retain their shocked expressions after death.

The whole picture is like an oil painting. It clearly depicts destruction and death, but it has a certain sense of holiness.

It may be because the big Buddha holding an iron knife under the battleship really looks like a god in religion.