Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Time is dialed back.

Kant’s strong wind and thunder usually strangled most of the convoy and rescued the Burmese mercenaries that Uncle Wang was looking for. However, two SUVs escaped during the fighting, each taking a hostage.

It was the two British journalists who accidentally photographed Kant fighting on the streets.

These two have nothing to do with Kant, and have no obligation to save them.

But Kant still decided to save it.

What these mercenaries did was the most shameful thing. Maybe these two British people would be silenced. Although they had nothing to do with Kant, their lack of acquaintance was not a reason to die.

Kant's decision has a deeper meaning.

He wanted to show his father to see that his son had not become a cold-blooded murderer.

So he immediately launched a pursuit.

At this time, the two cars were approaching the city, and the mercenaries in the car were almost terrified. The driver stepped on the accelerator and looked at the rearview mirror. Such an enemy was unheard of, almost unstoppable. A large number of casualties, they have no courage to stick to the end.

"Don't chase, don't chase, don't chase..."

While driving, the driver muttered words.

"shut up!"

The vice-captain of the team yelled angrily, the Frenchman's eyes changed, fierce and frightened, he gritted his teeth, took out a bundled packet from the box beside him, and looked at the reporter Elina.

Elina recognized the thing, and the tears came back: "Please! No!"

Then, her mouth was gagged. The Frenchman found a belt, tied the bag to Elina's body, and used the walkie-talkie to contact the car behind: "Captain, I'm done! How about you!"

The voice of the officer in charge of interrogating Cole in the rear car was also full of unease and madness: "Okay! If he catches up in a while, he will throw the hostages out! Follow my orders! Come one by one! He won't let us go, So we figured out a way to kill him! We…”

Immediately afterwards, a loud bang came from the walkie-talkie, and the two people in the back seat immediately turned their heads. From the rear window, they saw that the driver's seat behind them had been smashed in half, and blood was spattered from the shattered front window. With the corpse fragments, the terrifying superhuman appeared on the roof of the car, holding a sword, and the sword wiped the roof of the car.

The howl of the officer came from the walkie-talkie, and the French unleashed their traditional arts.

"I surrender! Surrender!"

Obviously, the Chinese was not as particular about the Germans, and then the person in the car in front heard the officer's screams and watched him grabbed by his neck and threw it in front of the car, acting as a human brake pad.

The flesh and blood were blurred, and the body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The person in the car in front screamed and saw that the photographer was caught and thrown to the side of the street. He only rolled on the ground twice, but was not broken or hurt at all. Seeing this scene, all the people in the car in front were crazy.

The deputy captain howled, raised his foot to kick the driver's seat, and growled: "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"

The driver cried, "It's all over! I don't want to die! I don't want to die here!"

In the screams, the body shook violently, and then they felt that the whole car rose into the air, as if a giant lifted the car and threw it out, the car flipped in the air, and then the chassis turned upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

With a loud bang, the door was pulled out completely, and Kant pulled out a man in the back seat, who was crying and begging for mercy, and with a click, he twisted his neck.

Throw it aside, drag it again, this time it starts softly, it's a woman, her face is dirty, and her face is stained with tears, she's ugly, and her mouth is still stuffed with cloth.

These are the two Englishmen.

Kant stretched out his hand to take out the cloth, and heard a piercing scream, the woman said sharply, "C-four!"

Thanks CS!

Thanks for the cultivation of many FPS games!

Hearing this word, Kant would never be at a loss, but reacted as quickly as possible to what the other party was saying, and his mental power was instantly revealed, wrapping around the woman's body, and suddenly locked the C4 explosive on the other party's back, extracting it. Launched, the detonator was disassembled in an instant.

Without a detonator, the powerful C4 explosive is just a piece of plasticine.

-and many more!

His expression suddenly changed, he remembered something else, and suddenly looked back, another Englishman was struggling and rolling violently, but his hands were locked by nylon buckles, and he could only look here with a face of despair.

The next moment, the flames burst.

The invisible shock wave swept in, Kant erected his wrist guards, the atmospheric shield opened, resisting the attack of the air current and the shock wave, the flesh and blood scattered in all directions, and Elina cried out, "Cole!"

With a dark face, Kant raised his foot, kicked the overturned car, and turned it over.

There was a Frenchman in the back seat who was still twisting the detonator in his hand with a panicked expression on his face.

The bomb on Elina's body would not detonate no matter what.

When he saw Kant, he subconsciously went to draw a gun, but he was caught and broke his arm. The Frenchman screamed. Kant had already taken out a grenade from his body, and the desperate howl of the other party hit him. On his face, he smashed a mouthful of teeth and stuffed it into his mouth.

Pull out the latch.

Kick him out a dozen meters.

explode.

The co-pilot's mercenary wanted to escape, but was also shot in the head and died.

The streets were littered with flesh and blood, as well as the smoke from the explosion. There were screams and cries from the houses on both sides. Kant stood in the middle of the street, surrounded by a crying woman. The world was real and false, like in a dream.

He sighed and searched his stomach. Apart from "It's-ok", he couldn't think of any words that could comfort him at this moment, so he could only reach out and pat him on the shoulder.

The foreign devil did not know shame at all, so he immediately hugged him and cried bitterly.

In the battlefield, the smoke of gunpowder is everywhere, and there are sputtering flesh and blood everywhere. What kind of thoughts do ghosts have here? Kant's heart is not fluctuating. He half hugs the woman, leans over to check the cab, and takes a look at the car. Can I still open it? I have to leave.

At this moment, there was a dull soft sound and a sharp scream in the distance.

Kant was already very familiar with this voice.

It was the sound of mortar shells passing through the air.

During the battle not long ago, Horus had bombarded the elven army with cover artillery.

His complexion changed drastically, he looked up into the air, dandelions bloomed, and countless white smoke lines fell to the ground, mixed with other bullets whistling down.

"Hold!"

He picked up the woman by the waist, and slipped the scroll out of his sleeve. The strong wind gathered, sprayed in reverse, and rushed into the sky. The experience of the elf battlefield shows that the wind spell can blow down the falling phosphorous.

But the mortars landed in more than one place, not only here...

He leaped out and galloped along the roof streets and alleys, turning his head to look as he turned to leap, but saw the flower of death blooming in the sky, and the fire of destruction kept falling.

Then, the earth shook as well, and fireballs shot up into the sky, emitting flames in all directions.

Like a stationary gasoline napalm bomb...

How is this going!

Smoke, fire, screams, flames, and death bloomed in the civilian area, not only in this place, or covering the whole city, the target of the attack was not to cover this side, but to cover the entire city...

what happened! ?

The air waves flew, the flames rose, and another gasoline napalm exploded not far away, screaming, and people kept running out of the dense houses, crying and shouting.

There are also ongoing attacks.

Kant turned around and rushed towards the explosion with Elina in his arms, placed the woman by the nearby wall, and patted her face: "stay-here!"

The flames are already burning.

The viscous gasoline kept flowing, burning, burning everything.

Kant ran to the place where the screams came from, where there were still women and children crying, Elina looked around in a daze, then went after Kant crying, staggering behind Kant.

Along the way, flames erupted. Kant held down the wall and ran all the way. His spiritual power penetrated and extracted the flame. The elements gathered in his palm, and the fire gradually disappeared. The source of the increasingly tragic cry was discovered.

It was a not very wide yard. The bomb exploded, and napalm was splashed here, causing a fire. Kant extracted the flame, rushed in, and the fire that could not be extinguished by water dissipated.

But there is still a burning man struggling and screaming.

Napalm stuck to his body like ointment, as if it was burning forever. The man slapped the flame on his body frantically, but the fire kept getting bigger and bigger. He fell to the ground and rolled, but the flame did not go out, but instead It spread to the whole body, and through the flames, the burning wound had turned purple, and the accelerant in the napalm was extremely toxic, and it had begun to corrode his whole body.

Not far away, a little girl was hugged tightly by her mother, calling for her father. The mother and daughter cried in despair, trying to get close, but did not dare to go forward. They had no choice but to watch their relatives Struggling in pain, I can only cry helplessly, shouting.

The man who fell to the ground was rolling desperately, struggling, and howling, as if he was in hell. All around, this is the source of the fire. In the fire ball flying around, the mother and daughter dodged desperately, but they refused to leave. They could only cry helplessly, crying...

Maybe it was instinct, maybe it was other reasons. Under such pain, the man who was screaming and screaming had no ability to think at all, but he struggled desperately to stay away from the mother and daughter.

A ball of fire came flying, the mother dodged subconsciously, but her hair was rubbed, and the flame ignited almost instantly.

The next moment, the cold light was piercing.

Half of his hair was cut off by the sword's edge, preventing the flames from spreading. Kant turned around with his sword and looked at the struggling burning man. He heard the cry of the mother and daughter. This fire, not to mention this injury... Even if all the medicines are used, it cannot be cured.

He could only cry in agony here, waiting for the long to come of death.

in front of his wife and daughter.

Kant took a deep breath.

The blade slid like a shooting star.

Puncture the neck and amputate the cervical spine.

The struggle continued, but the pain quickly dissipated. The Burning Man's body was still twitching instinctively, but his eyes were clear for a moment, he glanced at Kant, and then dimmed.

The cries from behind stopped for a moment, and then suddenly broke out.

Kant didn't look back.

His mouth was pursed, his hands became pale due to the force, he thought of the blood on his hands, the blood of an innocent person, he didn't dare to look back or look at those two pairs of eyes.

Kant closed his eyes, Huisha's blood and fire seemed to be just yesterday, right in his ears.

Then he opened his eyes, strode outside, and with strength on his feet, he rose into the sky, jumped in the direction of the mortar fire, swept across the sky, his eyes were as sharp as swords.

he.

mom.

of.

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PS1: The second one... I fell asleep.