Black Wizard Zhu Peng

The fiery bullet penetrated the distance between space and time. Just as Zhu Peng took out the full recovery potion with his right hand, he suddenly moved up the center line of the human body to the front of his head and face.

The metal bullet smashing potion penetrated Zhu Peng’s palm, and even smashed into the first version of the titanium alloy metal frame, which was stronger than ordinary bulletproof helmets. It was directly embedded in the center of Zhu Peng’s eyebrows, and the flying purple potion was scattered on the bloodstained face. In the man of, these magical potions penetrated into Zhu Peng's body as if melting at a high speed... However, my consciousness became more and more confused.

Staring at the huge full moon in the night sky with a fuzzy gaze, blood gradually flowed into the eyes, and gradually soaked the originally pure and beautiful moon with a layer of blood-red gauze.

……The deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness, as the host suffers heavy damage, whether it is the light blue trajectory of fate or the pure golden victory vow, their brilliance fades, and even the aura begins to appear instability that is about to fall apart; only After the two cards, the demon card tore all the disguise. It laughed wildly and bloomed with dark red abyssal blood. As the host was dying, it was excited. It was roaring and depicted on the card. The burning demons became more and more clear and vivid, but they couldn't get rid of the shackles for a long time. Demons did not spring out from the broken ground, they often descended from the sky...

Consciousness is sometimes clear and sometimes trance, because the host is about to die and the aura collapses, the path of destiny instinctively releases all the reserve power, in the dim, Zhu Peng suddenly sees many pictures, and the ears are messy. There are so many voices, they are clear, vague, like confiding whispers that are constantly ringing.

Zhu Peng's consciousness regained consciousness. He rolled his eyes to look around with exhaustion, his mouth and nose were full of blood. The wounded sword-wielding demon with the memory mimicry of mutated green mud stood by to guard the master. It licked the master’s face from time to time, but there was always scarlet blood gushing out. The full mimicry ability of mutated green mud was used on the spot. Memory mimicry ability needs to be filled in advance.

Memory, it needs to be filled repeatedly. Once the memory is used once, the memory needs to be refilled before it is used again. Therefore, the memory mimicked the blue fat in the Demon Battlefield some time ago. Because there is no entity to remember again, it I can’t mimic again. I remembered Zhao Chenglong’s Abyssal Familiar once, but this time after using the rescue, he could no longer mimic, because Zhao Chenglong didn’t have a template for the mutant green mud to remember again. The head of the two-winged war demon was turned into fly ash by the golden bull.

With the depletion of magic power, despite being unwilling, the mutant green mud mimicry two-winged war beast disappeared after a roar, turned into a touch of aura and returned to the card, but before that it had already buried Zhu Peng very cleverly. In the pile of corpses, it only left a narrow gap for the owner to breathe.

This was the first short-term sobriety. Zhu Peng's consciousness quickly fell into a deep dream. After that, he was sober intermittently several times, but he was not as clear as this time.

In the dream, Zhu Peng suddenly turned into a spiritual state after death. He sometimes appeared beside Zhao Chenglong, sometimes beside Zhu Yin, sometimes beside Dina Dahl, and sometimes even appeared in his original state. Around people who don’t know him at all, Zhu Peng does not have much thinking ability at this moment. He is surrounded by a dimming blue light film. These should be the unguided diffusion of the power of destiny, which spread Zhu Peng’s consciousness to Those who had a fate connection with him, because of Zhu Peng's most important fate node: himself, the fire of his fate was slowly extinguishing.

The spirit body is erratic, and it continues to shuttle and jump along the destiny node:

"Has the assassin not been found yet?"

In the magnificent big room, the eagle-nose middle-aged man with pure black hair and slightly curled hair is similar to the Middle Eastern people on Earth frowning to ask his subordinates. He is wearing a seemingly simple but extremely gorgeous gold silk black robe. The whole person has a sense of ease. The majesty of life and death.

"I wounded him some time ago. He should have been hiding now. Although I haven't found it for the time being, it will no longer affect our plan." One of a group of wizards in the big house took a step forward. He gave a salute. The great wizard Andra reports.

"We are going to take tens of millions of people for a living sacrifice, that is, in this broken half-plane that is infinitely close to the abyss, if it is on a normal plane, there is a healthy plane and pan-will interference, and I don’t know the plan execution process. How many people will jump out to obstruct it, that assassin is completely expected, and he is not strong enough, he can only move some hands and feet on the corners, as if the ant wants to push the mountain... Hehe, how can it be done? "The words of a wizard made all the wizards giggle except for Andra.

"At least his actions have made the entire Jinling Military Region extremely alert to us. Even many aspects of the plan have become difficult to implement and need to be adjusted again. For an assassin apprentice who has not yet entered the ranks, such an achievement has been It's amazing...find him and kill him. I think even if you benefit from this action, you will not be able to be promoted to legend or even extraordinary in a short time. If you don't want to be dragged by someone in the future Throwing your neck out of the window from a high place, it’s best to do everything with your heart.” Even though he said that, Andra himself didn’t really care much. After saying these things to mention his subordinates, he quickly started. To the next topic.

And the invisible ghost wrapped in light blue light in the air, he turned around in the big room, watching every face of everyone in the room, and finally floated in front of the big witch, staring at the black curly hair. With long and thin cheeks, he instinctively remembered the appearance of this man to the deepest part of his soul...

The dining hall of the Jinling Military Region is neat and clean.

Teams of military uniforms were dirty and damaged. Soldiers with gun-smoke and blood on their cheeks sat in the cafeteria and gulped dumplings into their mouths, thin-skinned, heavy-filled dumplings, and they ate them, some of them In the process, he lay down on the desktop and fell asleep forever.

In fact, the food in the Jinling Military Region has long been insufficient. In fact, everyone knows that no city can store food reserves for hundreds of millions of people to eat for the past five years. In fact, all the PLA members here know that many officers eat dumplings once and spit them once. Swallow them under the stomach again. People don’t eat, they can’t live, soldiers don’t eat meat, and no matter how strong the will is, they can’t sustain the endless flames of war... Tell a big lie and let the world dance for you. The Jinling Military Region sprinkled someone who everyone knows the truth. Lie, but no one has exposed it.

Just like the vow I made in my heart when I was in the army:

Are you willing to plunge into hell, turn into an evil spirit, and protect the people behind you?

At the end of the day, these soldiers gave their own answers. Although they were in hell, they had already attained bodhi.

Two days later, the two defensive points defended by the Wailing Bell Tower suddenly fell without warning. No, it is not appropriate to call it "fall." The wizards who were stationed there originally used spells to stimulate and guide the tide-like abyss. Demons poured into Jinling, protected by countless survivors of the earth at a huge price.

The Jinling Military Region also made some precautions before, but after all, they underestimated the vicious determination of the wizards, because the information rights of the two sides are asymmetrical and there are differences in their thinking modes.

Although the Jinling Military Region received the warning from Zhu Peng in advance, they still couldn't understand what a Tier 5 supernatural wizard meant to a wizarding organization. They still thought it was a conflict of interests, but they didn't expect to whine the bell tower. Plan this event with a desperate attitude.

What about the backlash of hundreds of millions of people on Earth? What will happen to the Chinese samurai with endless potential?

As long as we give birth to an extraordinary wizard, the Wailing Bell Tower can have a plane world. Compared with the benefits of owning a world, the deterrent power of the Jinling Military Region and the remnants of the earth is too small.

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, the evil tide of the abyss finally poured into the city along the steel wall torn by wizards with powerful spells. They faced the unarmed, long-term hunger and cold, and even the survivors of the earth who couldn't even run fast. Almost at the same time, a huge reverse six-pointed star array brightened up in Jinling City, and the super-large black magic living sacrifice ceremony was launched.

Zhu Peng opened his eyes among the piles of corpses. Through the limited gaps, he could see that the sky was covered by the darkness of the polar night, and the illusory image of the thin and shriveled bronze giant appeared in the starry sky, as the city of Jinling continued to rise. The **** light particles gradually become fuller and clearer.

The so-called gods originally regard all beings as lambs, which can be swallowed as food when necessary.

"Should it be a dragon corpse? How can it be an image of a giant..."

Whispering, Zhu Peng is still unable to move at this moment, the full recovery potion given by the instructor is working, and the cold breath volatilizes from the inside of the body, forcibly dragging him back from the death line, but Zhu Peng can only watch Seeing the dark circle covering the entire Jinling, his consciousness was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred. The shot shot by the Japanese woman beside Xiao Pojun was indeed deadly enough.

Extreme night in the state of super large black magic, the core ward of Jinling Military Region.

Wearing a blue and white hospital gown, General Blue, who has been vomiting blood, pressed his hands on the window sill in the past few days. He tried his best to support his body and watched the steadily stronger and clear bronze giant in the night sky, his heart was bitten by a poisonous snake. The pain was so painful, and the hate was about to bite the teeth, but I had to continue to issue the most sensible but cruel commands while I was sober:

"Begin the nationwide retreat plan and abandon Jinling."

Just the beginning, the expressions of the recorder and Adjutant Cui in the room changed in shock.

"General, we simply don’t have enough manpower, enough supplies, and not enough soldiers to protect the migrating people. From here to the city of the abyss, we lack food and drink all the way, plus we forcefully pass through the first realm. Domain, I don’t know how many people are going to die."

"Even if you die half, it's better than waiting for death here... You know, how much we paid to build a defensive steel city to resist the demons. Now Jinling doesn't have the energy to pay such a price again. Give an order. , The whole people retreat, abandon Jinling, cough and cough..." Continuously coughing violently, and even vomiting blood out, the old man's face gradually paled as if it were paper, but then he issued a series of orders that can be done so far, to the greatest extent possible. Order to preserve the vitality of the remnants of the earth.

"Order Zhao Chenglong as my commander-in-chief, stay in Jinling to block the demonic tide, and buy time for the military and civilian evacuation from the rear."

"Order you to lead the second-line logistics staff and lead the people of Jinling to evacuate to the city of abyss...Old Cui, now I can only ask you to help me make up for my mistake."

"General, that is not your fault. We have commanded the entire military area to guard Jinling for five years. Our strength has already been exhausted. The current situation is not your fault."

"In my life surnamed Lan, if I dare to do it, I dare to be... I know those wizards can't be trusted, but I just took a chance and wanted the children on the front line to take a breather. Help me bring the people from Jinling to the city of abyss, How much can you live, please.” With the low growl, the voice of the highest commander of Jinling became more and more muddy and vague, and he gradually exhaled his last breath, leaning tiredly against the wall behind him, at the last moment of his life. He is still annoyed by the mistakes he made. In fact, it is no longer necessary. He has done everything a soldier and a general should do.

With the passage of time, from Zhu Peng's perspective, the sky is bright and dark. This is really a day when you open your eyes and close your eyes. Once a day has passed, if you close your eyes without opening your eyes, this life will pass.

On the front line of the battlefield, the multi-tube cannons protruding from the giant steel city ejected blazing flames. There is no need to save ammunition or maintenance of equipment. Fierce artillery fires constantly turn the world around Jinling into a burning purgatory. Under the extreme environment of raging fire, there should be no life that can survive in that environment...the devil can.

Like a black-gray wave, running, jumping, or even flying, artillery fire can smash rocks and burn giant trees, but can it stop the wave of destruction?

In the face of the endless abyss, the high-tech that humans on earth are proud of, the so-called truth is within the range of gunfire, and the so-called zero casualty tactics... are meaningless.

As the dark side of the multiverse, the ocean of monsters spawned by the power of the abyss may have more bullets than humans. Jinling was able to support it before. In large part, it is due to the surging of the magic wave but not yet real power. After all, the abyss is huge and slow. For it, it may be a bite of food. Ordinary people will pass away in this life, but the large-scale black magic sacrifice in Jinling City, regardless of success or failure, has attracted the attention of the abyss pan-consciousness to a greater degree. In a short time The intensity of the magic tide rushing into the city suddenly increased tenfold. Fortunately, this is the first realm of the dark, otherwise I am afraid that even the Black Dragon Legion and even the Demon Lord rushed out at this moment.

"Top, top. There are still people who haven't withdrawn from Jinling. Maybe there are your sons, wives, mothers, and men who are all rushing with Lao Tzu. You are not allowed to retreat, and you die to the end!" The heavy armor-like brawny with two large axes led the special forces on the melee side with cold weapons on top of the beast tide. The cracks that were torn out by the wizards had not been repaired or could not be repaired, and once they were unrestricted by the magic tide The people who rushed into the city and were retreating towards the city of the abyss really had no way to survive.

The day of the city’s collapse is approaching, and the frontline soldiers die in large numbers every day. A wave of demonic waves surges in. They are facing the fierce artillery fire of the burning earth and the overwhelming crazy collision. One after another, the madman, Zhao Chenglong, simply put the command on the front line, and the special forces of the Psionic regiment tied explosives to himself one by one.

"Brothers, it is the glory of soldiers to serve the country with death. Foreign enemies are first and the people are behind. As the Chinese People's Liberation Army, we will only die and will not retreat.

The ancient art of war used the most severe and cruel discipline to paralyze soldiers, making them fear of military discipline beyond their instinct to survive. However, this acquired training has its limits after all.

As for the Chinese People's Liberation Army, we dare not say that there will be no deserters, but I, Zhao Chenglong, dare to pat my chest and say, whether I died in the battlefield or is standing here with me now, it is good. We lost, but when we got to the ground and saw our own Lao Ziniang, we dared to pat our chests and say that we were not a gangster.

Brothers, I, Zhao Chenglong, have the honor to stand shoulder to shoulder with your colleagues in this life. We will serve as soldiers and comrades in arms in the next life. Brothers, on top, kill one more and earn one more. "Even Zhao Chenglong, who is known for his coldness and wisdom, took up his machine gun and rushed into the line of fire. The battle has entered the most tragic moment.

Zhu Peng was surrounded by a faint breath. This was the last ray of destiny. He stood high above Jinling and watched his friend die.

(Compared with the family, the world, the knot that I have been unable to let go of before, how humble and ridiculous... How fragile and insignificant is the personal grievances and hatred compared with the spirit of the boxing spirit of the family, the world? No wonder Master I must enter the dark energy with the pure yang mind method, or I would rather spend my life at the peak of the energy without making an inch.) The illusory body gradually disappeared, and the power of the destiny track was finally completely exhausted.

...The magic way enters the dark energy, enters the way with yin and hatred. Righteous way enters the dark, pays attention to pure Yang, although it may not be the love of the family, the country and the world, but in terms of the word warm and nourishment, it is undoubtedly better and stronger than the magic way; of course, the lethality may be slightly inferior to the specific situation.

"Xiaoyin, let me go and run by myself. Mom is old and dead, so you can live." On the side of the floating corpse river in Jinling City, there was chaos and slaughter. It was two meters high, half a human and half a spider. The demons wantonly slaughtered the refugees of the earth. Zhu Yin was originally one of the soldiers who organized the retreat of the remnants, but when the spider queen Andariel came, the girl's forehead buzzed, and instantly remembered the words that the man said when he was cultivating the steel armor dwarf. ...The Spider Queen Andariel is the guardian boss of the Dark First Realm. Now that the entire Jinling City is only a remnant of the earth, no more than five people can compete with it.

Unlike ordinary professionals who are strong and defensive, the monsters of the abyss, especially the boss, are generally rough and thick. General weapons and weapons have limited killer moves, and its venom is too powerful for ordinary people.

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