Chapter 673

Boom!

With a grenade exploding nearby, a mercenary suddenly soared into the air, slammed into the door of the Hummer, and then fell heavily to the ground. He didn't move. He didn't know whether he was dead or stunned.

Seeing this scene, the companion next to him immediately couldn't help yelling: "Fark! Who are these guys? Why did they suddenly attack us? Also, where did they come from? You know, this is the United States! We can't even get legal heavy weapons and a large number of military explosives!"

"Shut up! You ask me, how do I know? Look at that plane in the sky. I've been in the army for so many fucking years, but I've never seen it before. These guys must have a lot of origins. I suggest we'd better evacuate at once, or we won't be able to hold it for too long." another mercenary shouted at a high voice.

While they were talking, both sides of a Kun fighter suddenly opened, revealing two Vulcan cannons hidden inside. They aimed at the enemy hiding behind one of the Hummers and began to fire wildly.

In the blink of an eye, the car and people were all sieved.

In particular, people, devastated by large-diameter bullets, have directly turned into pieces of corpses. It is estimated that it will not be easy when the forensic medicine arrives for identification.

After the other two cars found this, without saying a word, they turned around and left the main road, trying to escape into the dense woods.

Unfortunately, there were just two planes in the sky. As a result, without exception, they were blown up on the way. The combatants even went down to confirm everyone's death in person, so they stopped and retreated unhurriedly.

Hiding in the distance and appreciating the whole massacre process, Zhang Cheng immediately dialed the phone and said to his men, "your people have done a good job! It seems that I can look forward to their performance in the future plan."

"Of course you can expect their performance, just as I promised. In addition, I heard that you are going to sea to salvage the Spanish treasure ships. Do you need me to provide some necessary personnel and technical support?" Leonid's over projection technology appeared at the top of the hand-held screen.

Compared with the frustration and helplessness of the last meeting, he is almost reborn. His eyes are not only bright, but also exudes the smell of the superior.

Perhaps, as a saying goes, for some people, rights are equal to life. Once they lose their rights, they will soon die like fish out of water.

"Technical and personnel support?" Zhang Cheng was slightly stunned when he heard this sentence, followed by a quick shake of his head. "No, no, my ship is the most advanced nuclear power in the world. At that time, as long as you download an X auxiliary system, you can control the whole ship by voice."

"What? Nuclear power! Do you have a nuclear powered submarine?" Leonid's eyes burst with excitement and expectation.

"No, it's not a nuclear submarine, but a nuclear powered cruise ship with some interesting experimental equipment. Oh, I almost forgot that if you have the opportunity, you'd better start as many wars and conflicts as possible around the world. I need a relatively chaotic situation."

There is no doubt that in order to collect more souls in a short time, Zhang Cheng has decided to start with ordinary people in the world.

The reason is simple!

He needs countless soul fragments to revive millions of demons originally belonging to the Burning Legion in the Lord of demons, especially those powerful demon Lords.

As a person with a sense of urgency, he always has a strong premonition that the whole world will undergo an unprecedented change in the next year, and his position is just the center of the vortex.

……

Just as Zhang Cheng was preparing for the coming war, Anthea, the Witch of prophecy, who was on the top floor of a skyscraper in New York, was sitting in front of a mirror and seemed to be waiting for something.

Only half a minute later, a mass of black smoke appeared out of thin air and slowly gathered into a mysterious man wearing a black cloak.

"Well, what have you observed during this time?" the witch took a sip of tea from her glass and asked without raising her head.

"Observation?" the man sneered. "Are you kidding? The power he has now is about to rival the gods, even stronger than some gods. How can I dare to approach?"

"Damn it! Don't tell me that you haven't got any information for more than half a year." Anthea subconsciously frowned.

The man seemed to be afraid of the power of the witch, carefully kept a safe distance, and whispered: "It can't be said to be nothing! At least I know that he will disappear out of thin air every once in a while, as if summoned by some incredible and incomprehensible force, and disappear directly out of thin air. In addition, I have witnessed his battle between the debris world and angels, demons and Faust, which should satisfy your curiosity."

"Wait! You said he would disappear out of thin air? Can you describe the scene?" Anxia narrowed her eyes, and strands of silver silk fluctuated around.

"There's nothing to describe! Anyway, I feel that there is a will that can't be described by language. Even I can't move a penny and can only wait for that will to leave." the man gave the answer directly.

He is neither a wizard nor a learner, but a heterogeneous life between the living and the dead. His understanding of magic knowledge is limited to how to hide himself and kill each other.

The witch stood up from the chair on tiptoe and kept walking around the room. After seven or eight minutes, she raised her mouth and showed a faint smile. She said to herself: "Sure enough, it's him! That's right! It seems that I need to meet him and give him that thing. After all, he is chosen by fate. If I can get close to him, I can get more power of fate..."

"Close? Are you sure you want to close to such a dangerous guy? You know, he has destroyed the whole debris world, and even dead wizards like Faust are not his opponent." the man was surprised and warned.

In his impression, Anthea has always been a very quiet and troublesome person. She often divines for others. When she is aware of the danger, she will immediately choose to give up.

But today, the witch changed her normal and wanted to get close to a dangerous person who could be labeled bloodthirsty, cruel, ruthless and so on.

"No, you don't understand. The gear of fate has begun to accelerate. Before long, it will roll forward like a chariot, crushing all obstacles that dare to block their way forward. At that time, many people will die, more people will fight each other, and a huge crisis will envelop everyone. Only lucky people with enough power of destiny can survive "Do you remember the prophecy I made by chance when I was ten years old? The sleeping gods will wake up in the next millennium, and they will use their lives and blood to forge monsters that surpass everything..."