I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 273
Before countless citizens could react, the greetings from the pioneers had already landed, and each missile carried a whole ton of explosives.

Its power was enough to flatten an area the size of half a football field. The glass of the nearby building was instantly shattered, and the hostages hiding inside let out deafening screams.

But this was just the beginning. The missiles that fell one after another fell in batches, washing the entire street with blood.

These are ballistic missiles left over from the federal era. They were originally designed to carry nuclear warheads and deliver devastating blows to targets.

But now, the pioneers use these things as large rockets for deterrence.

Mrs. Generosity and Mr. Gentle watched everything around them being swept away by shock waves and flames.

"Full of savage beauty." Mrs. Generosity admired, she was attracted by the explosion and destruction happening before her eyes.

She wanted to reach out to touch the surrounding flames, but passed them by: "Three thousand degrees of flame, unfortunately I can't feel its warmth."

"Ma'am, don't be joking, please get out of here when the dust clears!" Mr. Wen still maintains his gentlemanly demeanor. Since the Seven Virtues plan has been aborted, the last valuable thing in this world has become Mrs. Generosity. appreciation.

Daniel Quite hopes that he can still climb up. If there is a supporter who has a relationship with the Supreme, his position within the company will be stable.

"How to leave?" Mrs. Generosity looked at the flame obsessively: "Don't you realize that that native must have done something to prevent me from leaving through space teleportation."

"The easiest way is to kill Tang Ji." Mr. Wen suggested: "He is becoming more and more dangerous. With that space teleporter, he has already threatened the company's next plan."

"You can try, but I guess it won't work." Mrs. Generosity was gently pulled towards the edge of the war-affected area: "It will be very difficult for him to be killed before the whole world surrenders completely."

"Man of Destiny?" Mr. Wen asked with some surprise. He has conquered many worlds. In some very primitive worlds where mysticism prevails, there is indeed a so-called pan-plane consciousness.

When it senses a threat from the outside world, it will choose a certain individual as its agent, and that individual is the Man of Destiny.

But this world obviously does not meet the conditions for the birth of pan-plane consciousness. The human civilization in this world has already been civilized, and it is impossible to form pan-plane consciousness.

"Maybe, this is one of the research topics I came here for." Maybe it was stimulated by the magnificent scene before, maybe it was the excitement of being in close contact with Tang Ji, Mrs. Generously said a few words: "This is my A chance to rise to the highest."

Hearing the word Supreme, Mr. Wen immediately became serious and stared at his surroundings vigilantly.

But when they wanted to move on, Mrs. Generosity suddenly felt a sense of restraint, as if some force prevented her from moving on.

"It seems that we need to pay something." Madam Generosity felt the force of restraint from the void, and looked into the distance.

In that direction, Tang Ji forcefully lifted off the reinforced concrete covering his body, coughed a few times, raised a middle finger in the direction of Madam Generous, and laughed loudly.

Although the raised crater on the ground blocked his sight, Tang Ji still accurately sensed the direction of Mrs. Generous and her plan to stay away from him.

"Report the casualties." Tang Ji sat on the corpse of a Hydra soldier and lit a cigarette calmly.

He is in a good mood now, and that newly acquired ability is unexpectedly easy to use, which gives Tang Ji a great tactical advantage, which means that every day he can ensure that he gets a head.

"Martin and Tony are still alive." Martin replied while coughing. "We were buried in the parking lot. They blew up the ground!"

"Ethan and Miwako are safe. The other party is tracking our communication channel. If we switch the channel again, we will have no backup line." Ethan reported the bad news: "Alia said there are still 5 minutes at most."

"Shadow is injured, but has not lost the ability to move, and does not need support." Shadow simply replied: "Shadow applied to leave the field."

"Agreed." Tang Ji looked not far away, another Hydra soldier got out of the mound, and raised his hand to see him off.

Along with the gunshots, more surviving Hydra soldiers also found Tang Ji.

Obviously, the battlefield survivability of superhuman soldiers far exceeds the expectations of weapon designers, and the killing effect caused by conventional warheads is far lower than expected.

Those superhuman soldiers with [rubber skin] and [cancer recovery] are very resistant to impact damage and burns.

Unless they're in core damage range, they always survive, and Tanguy does the same.

He first experienced a fatal impact injury, but after strengthening his body, he directly resisted the past, and the existence of the flame of hatred made Tang Ji avoid the possibility of being burned to death by high temperature.

Wang Zhengdao jumped out of the void, stood next to Tang Ji and gave him a hand, and pointed in the direction of Mrs. Generous: "They are over there, what are you going to do with them? They might drop nuclear bombs next, and you don't know what to do?" Are you going to fight hard?"

"Then this is my cemetery." Tang Ji left the severely damaged windbreaker on the ground, looked at his dragon scale armor body armor that was still covered with bruises, untied it and threw it on the ground, wearing only a tactical uniform.

Tang Ji took a deep breath. The shock just now still touched his lungs. When he took a deep breath, he could feel a strong burning sensation in his lungs.The ribs on both sides also hurt badly.

But generally speaking, he can still fight and is in good condition.

"Our goal has been achieved!" Wang Zhengdao put one hand on Tang Ji's shoulder: "Their plan has failed, we can gradually figure it out!"

After Wang Zhengdao finished speaking, he used his ability and planned to take Tang Ji out of here, but the same thing happened to Tang Ji.

He was left in place and did not disappear with Wang Zhengdao.

"What did you do?" Wang Zhengdao appeared again and stood directly in front of Tang Ji.

"Mrs. Generous, someone must die here before the other can leave." Tang Ji laughed: "Don't tell Wu Qianying, she doesn't know that I have this ability."

"Are you crazy! You are our greatest hope!" Wang Zhengdao punched Tang Ji angrily: "Do you have to treat every war as the last battle!"

"How do you know this is not our last battle?" Tang Ji pushed Wang Zhengdao away: "You always thought that you still had a chance, but it turned out to be like today. They will succeed soon, and there is no time wasted."

"That's the prophet." Wang Zhengdao wanted to say that it was the prophet's decision, but he couldn't say it.

Because the prophet has never been a soldier, let alone a general, she can misplace it, but Wang Zhengdao shouldn't, he should remind the prophet.

The entire Ark organization relies too much on the convenience brought by the Prophet. Although the player's intervention has brought the world history line to a path that has never been imagined, the Prophet still brings back too many advantages from the future, so that they can always be one step ahead .

The Ark organization is used to fighting with the wind, so they are retreating in front of the players, because everything that involves the players is a blind spot for the Prophet.

"Don't waste my time, someone must die here today." Tang Ji held a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, and killed Wang Zhengdao's madness first after a big disagreement: "I bet, I am not the one who died today."

"I also bet you won't die." Wang Zhengdao took a deep look at Tang Ji and stepped out of the way.

He now somewhat understands why the Prophet was awakened by the name of Rage in his dreams countless times. He has already seen the Rage that the Prophet has seen in the future from Tang Ji now.

This is rage.
For a distance of 500 meters, for a superhuman like Tang Ji, it only takes more than 30 seconds to sprint with all his strength.

But along the way, the surviving Hydra soldiers gathered to faithfully complete their final mission - to eliminate Tang Ji.

Tang Ji fulfilled their wishes and sent them back to the west one by one. Compared with the counterparts he met in Paris, the morale and loyalty of these Hydra soldiers were much higher.

These people even faced the missile bombing from friendly forces, and maintained a high morale despite a death rate of more than [-]%, pestering Tang Ji with all their weapons.

The Hydra soldier, who had run out of bullets, still stood in front of Tang Ji with a cold weapon even though he knew he was going to die, just to stab him.

Wang Zhengdao was like a ghost, haunting the battlefield constantly, teleporting Hydra soldiers into the air and falling down.

Tang Ji didn't even know how many space jumps he made today. After the Battle of Paris, he seemed to have been completely reborn, and he went back and forth between the European Union and the Federation without showing signs of fatigue.

No wonder most of those rich people are pessimistic about the future of human beings, intending to build their own utopia in outer space, and strictly examine the 'boarders' to ensure that only non-superhumans can go to space.

"What a stubborn person." Mrs. Generosity looked at Tang Ji who was advancing towards her and shook her head. She was very distressed. She came here to do research, but the best research target was completely incommunicable.

"If I give him all the players he wants, will he be willing to cooperate and join this project?" Mrs. Generous asked Mr. Wen.

Mr. Wen gave her a complicated look and remained silent.

"Forget it, the reporting process to the three committees is too cumbersome, and it will take at least 50 years for them to approve it." Mrs. Generous finally gave up the plan in the face of the cumbersome process.

"It seems that we have reached a stalemate, but I don't like being disrupted by the natives. I have had enough fun, and I will leave the rest to you. I will go first." Madam Generosity watched Tang Ji getting closer, He waved his hand at the other party, turned around and leaned against Mr. Wen Wen's arms, and closed his eyes.

A few seconds later, Mrs. Generous's hands slipped, and she collapsed into Mr. Wen's arms. She... went offline.

Tang Ji was held back by three Hydra soldiers for a few seconds, and when he looked up and saw this scene, he was stunned.

Not to mention Tang Ji, even Mr. Wen seemed a little flustered. He really didn't expect Mrs. Generous to have such a hand. He looked up at Tang Ji, and then at the naked body embraced by his princess , was silent.

What's the point of him staying here now?Protect a body?
When Mr. Wen thought of the tens of thousands of bodies in the base warehouse, he felt like a dog now.

Tang Ji strangled the Hydra soldier alive, and the gray-black flame of hatred spread to the surroundings like a catharsis, and the whole person was bathed in the flame.

But this is meaningless, his deathmatch invitation is still in effect, but the target is the body in Wen Wen's arms, not Mrs. Generosity.

At this moment, the flame of hatred seemed a little pale and ridiculous.

Karkarf's internal response once confided that players cannot leave the body immediately, they need to operate offline in a safe and undisturbed state.

The whole process takes about 30 seconds, and Mrs. Generosity is obviously not included. She is indeed in a safe and undisturbed state, but her offline process only takes less than ten seconds.

This means that the offline time limit of 30 seconds is not mandatory, but based on cost considerations. Wu Qianying's guess is very accurate. The identity of Mrs. Generous is indeed very detached. It also means that it is very difficult for Tang Ji to really kill Mrs. Generous.

"You won." Mr. Wen put Mrs. Generosity's body on the ground in a gentlemanly manner, stepped back a few steps, and showed a sarcasm smile: "This is what you want, kill her, a poor girl!" And innocent girl whose only fault is that she is a superhuman."

Tang Ji rushed towards Mr. Wen Wen suddenly. He waved the dagger, but he couldn't hurt him.

Mr. Wen didn't pay attention to Tang Ji any more, turned around and looked for a direction to flee in a hurry, but Tang Ji, like a stubborn bull, spotted him and chased after him.

Don't leave empty-handed today!

But as the distance lengthened, Tang Ji staggered suddenly and was restrained in place. He roared like a trapped animal and rushed forward, but was held in place by an invisible force and couldn't move.

Mr. Wen turned around to watch this scene, and immediately stood at the corner of the intersection ahead where Tang Ji could not shoot him down, and called other pioneers to open the space door and prepare to leave the battle.

He could continue running and leave at a safe enough distance. At this moment, Mr. Wen just wanted to take another look at Tang Ji's helpless and furious expression.

This is the arrogance and contempt from the upper race.

As the golden portal was opened, Mr. Wen adjusted his clothes, stood in front of the portal, and bowed slightly to Tang Ji: "Trust me, we will meet again soon."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Wen took a step back, out of Tang Ji's sight, and took the initiative to release his ability, ready to enter the portal.

It was at this time that a certain sniper who was hiding in the dark and survived the missile bombing finally received an order from his employer.

"Now, shoot!"

Bah!
The body left behind by Mrs. Generous was instantly killed!
The rage shot out like a ferocious beast out of the cage!

(End of this chapter)