Chapter 680

The night was like water, with a trace of gloom.

Clouds like gauze cover the moon, and the lunar halo shows a strange red.

A light wind blew, and there was a sound heard. In the hazy fog in the distance, it was shadowy and ghostly, like a wisp of smoke, as if countless shadows were shaking.

Dozens of virtual creatures sneaked silently in the mist and night.

Abu looked warily at the distant searchlight, but his heart was full of blood and excitement.

Abu is not his complete name. His name is composed of dozens of syllables.

Soon, the names of traditional Yanzhou people often reflect the situation of birth. In addition, many people will add their own life experiences to their names when they grow up.

The older you are, the longer your name tends to be.

Like Abu.

His complete name is: wrinkles, Friday, heavy rain, dashuabi, strong, big banana, coffee garden, Hunter

Recently, he added a god warrior and bravery.

Of course, these don't matter.

……

"God of lightning bless!"

"God of lightning bless!"

……

Abu and several people hid in a tree, prayed in a low voice, and then looked at the God warriors of other tribes not far away, and whispered, "this time, ADEs Abeba of the oro tribe is also coming!"

The crowd took a sneak look and was in awe.

Addis Ababa is the most powerful soldier in this area. Before he became a warrior of God, he had the strength of a martial artist. It is said that he was capable of fighting elephants and tearing lions, and his strength was extremely terrifying.

His tribe has also become the most powerful tribe in the region. In fact, it controls the PABLA area and becomes a powerful force.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Two years ago, he and his tribe were defeated by the Pantheon society. Many people fled into the mountains and disappeared. He didn't return until the Lord of lightning came, and his strength became more terrible.

"With him, we'll be safe this time!" Uwalu, the chief of the tribe, whispered.

Everyone nodded repeatedly.

"Hunting" is a high-risk thing after all. Even if it is a god warrior, he should stay here if he is not careful. Those foreign soldiers are not a mob.

……

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

The surrounding virtual shadows gathered more and more, with a number of 60 or 70, like ghosts.

"Here we go." Uvalu whispered.

Abu, who was almost asleep, felt refreshed when he heard the speech, and immediately opened his eyes. A group of virtual shadows passed by taking advantage of the searchlight, and their feet were stepping on the smoke. They quickly approached the blockhouse near the refugee area, and came to the barbed wire smoothly all the way.

Then carefully... Began to dig the ground.

The reason for this is that bombs and mines are arranged near the barbed wire. If there is a slight movement, it will explode. Last time, someone was killed.

……

More and more virtual shadows began to act.

Abu couldn't help it: "patriarch..."

The more people "hunt", the higher the safety, but the greater the possibility of alarm. It is best to act together, quick and slow. After killing several unbelievers, evacuate quickly.

"Wait a minute." The experienced uvalu whispered. In order to strengthen his persuasion, he added, "they haven't acted yet in Addis Ababa."

The crowd held back again.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long. In the distance, Addis Ababa glanced around disdainfully and began to move. His figure left only a faint shadow in the moonlight, like a fluctuating air, which was inconspicuous in the night.

With his action, the scattered virtual shadows waiting around him also acted immediately.

The killing has begun!

Abu's heart pounded, followed the team through the underground cave and rushed to the nearby watchtower at a faster speed.

A soldier on duty, unaware of it, was shown to be in shape and quickly twisted his neck.

Efficient and silent, skilled as twisting a chick.

This is the power of the Lord.

Abu feels that only greatness can be described. Although he has felt it countless times, each time it makes his heart happy and his blood boiling.

With the continuous killing, he even faintly felt that his strength was slowly improving, which was the Lord's appreciation for his behavior.

"Zizizi..."

However, within half a minute, the silence was broken, and the sound of machine gun fire came from my ears.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Prepare for battle..."

Countless flares shot into the sky, accompanied by sharp whistles.

Abu suddenly woke up from the joy of killing.

"How can it be so fast this time? It's those careless fools again!"

He quickly jumped down the watchtower. The night sky was as bright as day, and a large number of bullets flew by his ears, with a trace of smoke.

He was not much frightened. His body was like a phantom, avoiding a rocket and rushing towards the nearest trench.

He estimated how many more he could kill.

"Whoosh!"

A bullet passed through his body, and he was completely unconscious. A few seconds later, his body rushed directly into the trench and began to slaughter. He had no weapons, but his hands were the best weapons.

The fragile body, under his iron hand, was pierced like rags, with blood splashing.

"Stop!"

A martial artist of the yellow race came quickly, like a shooting star catching up with the moon.

Abu sneered in his heart and rushed.

Not afraid at all.

He once killed a foreign martial artist, and it felt just like this. In front of the power given by God, the martial artist had no resistance.

After the body is weakened, he is not afraid of physical attack at all, and as long as he is given a chance, he will only die.

However, as soon as he approached, his eyes saw a metal jar in the other party's hand.

I was wondering what time it was.

The next moment, he saw a turbulent blue flame spouting from the jar.

He felt the blood and flesh on his chest evaporate rapidly under the fire, and the excitement of the original killing seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water, which quickly subsided, and he was cold all over.

How mean!

He quickly retreated, then turned around and withdrew.

Other clansmen were still fighting, but he was no longer willing to fight.

It's nothing to be ashamed of if you can't fight and run away. Everyone is like this, which is quite normal.

Even the former government army can't be so demanding. At least he has killed several.

After running twoorthree kilometers in one breath, he stopped and recovered.

His chest was hot. He looked down and found that the skin on the surface had completely disappeared, leaving only bloody muscles.

"Damn it."

"Fortunately, I can run fast!"

The battle in the distance continued. He quickly climbed up the tree and waited for other people to return while watching the battle. However, his main attention was Addis Ababa

The other side is strong and terrible, shaped like a ghost, just like the Reaper of the soul of death.

All the soldiers had no enemy in front of him.

"How strong!"

"The other party is already a legendary strong man in the legend."

However, at this time, upheaval occurred.

He saw Addis Ababa as if he found something terrible. He turned around and ran away. His action was as fast as lightning, and he quickly fled the battlefield. In doubt, he found a large number of God warriors falling one by one in the next moment.

He looked at the sky subconsciously, and saw a figure floating quietly, as if a God had come.