Chapter 173

"GIRU! Damn it, what's that!" a big black man roared and made tactical moves at the same time. He quickly squatted down, used a pillar as a cover, and adjusted the trajectory with a machine gun in his hand. After aiming at the light that floated into the mall from outside the street, the man pressed the trigger hard, and the machine gun set to saturation shooting mode immediately roared.

At the same time, other soldiers opened fire. The soldier named Jilu was inexplicably submerged in the light, followed by no sound, as if he had been vaporized. They have never seen such a strange way of killing. For a time, the fire network composed of dozens of machine guns crossed and strafed the light like the sun. Although these professional soldiers do not have the command of the captain, there are no blind spots when the shooting angles cooperate with each other.

It can be said that no matter what their enemy is, they must face the test of omni-directional and non dead angle fire.

Dozens of machine guns were fired at the same time, and the naked eye continued to sputter. The impact caused by the bullet sweeping the real object lifted the floating soil on the ground, and suddenly the rolling dust and smoke filled the other side of the mall, forming a smoke wall. In the end, a white soldier carried a shoulder missile. After simply setting the attack target, he pressed the launch button.

Immediately, the sharp whistling protrusion, the soldier shouted: "get down!"

The use of this powerful single soldier strike weapon in indoor space made other soldiers curse one after another. But they still jumped on the ground obediently, or hid behind the cover. Less than a second later, a deafening explosion came from the front. Then came the thick smoke with fire debris and the dust falling from the building.

After a shaking like an earthquake, the soldiers looked at the deep cracks in the ceiling in fear. From these gaps, they can clearly see the reinforced structure of the building. If the explosion or shockwave were stronger, I'm afraid the whole mall would collapse. But there is no doubt about the power of the missile. The soldiers believe that no matter what creature it is, it can't survive this level of bombing.

But they were wrong.

When the smoke rolled away, a thunder light barrier full of space up and down the mall and jumping electric snakes blocked all attacks. The soldiers stared at the light barrier, which was hundreds of meters wide and glittered with a hexagram in the middle. Behind the light barrier, a pair of wings of angelic light crossed in front of the humanoid creature. It can be seen that the creatures wrapped in wings are unharmed!

"Damn it. Should we retreat!" a soldier shouted after seeing the scene.

At this time, after the light barrier, the pair of wings moved, and then spread out slowly. After the wings, a handsome face appeared. He has long wavy purple hair, narrow eyes like a woman, and a disdainful smile pulled out from his lips stained with blood under the bridge of his straight nose.

"Ignorant creatures, disappear!" his lips opened gently and a declaration like a notice flowed out. Deep in the man's pupil, a blue six pointed star emerged.

The light barrier in front of him disappeared quietly, and the wings in front of the man were fully extended. At the front end of the two wings composed of light, the same amount of light plume corresponding to the number of soldiers evolved from solid shape to pure light. If there are high-level powers here, they must be able to recognize that this is a skill to convert matter into energy, and similar skills require at least nine levels of element domain ability.

However, even the Ninth level element domain capable person can't transform dozens of independent units of material at the same time as the man in front of him, which means that the man's control of energy has reached an amazing level.

After showing an excellent level of energy control, the man showed his precision strike skills. When the corresponding number of light plumes can be quantified, dozens of lasers continue to blast out from the men's wings like a rotating wheel machine gun. When the soldiers see the electric light passing through the beautiful track in the air, their chests are penetrated by light beams. There is no order in this regard.

Almost at the same time as the laser burst, they were all hit. And the part hit by each energy beam is the center of the chest, which is ridiculously accurate. At the beginning of the attack, it was over, and the soldiers still had all kinds of surprised expressions on their faces. Whether they were lying on the ground or hiding behind the cover, they could not escape the fate of being shot. With an expression of disbelief, they became corpses and lay on the ground forever.

In the mall, it was suddenly quiet like a magic trick.

In the whole process, the purple haired man kept floating in the air. He didn't fall to the ground until he shot all the soldiers.

When the toes touch the ground at the same time, the light wings behind immediately retract and then retract into the man's body. Without the strong light of his wings and a few points less divine man, it is not difficult to see him wearing punk leather clothes and trousers in the light of the fire in the mall. The arms and legs are fastened with countless leather buttons, and the shoulders are covered with inch long metal spikes. Such a pair of clothes will be reminiscent of rock musicians in the old times. But the man in front of him played a deadly note.

The leather coat opened freely, revealing the pale body under the man's coat. A six pointed star tattoo appeared on the chest under the leather coat. There, the head is also painted with ancient Siberian characters. If a priest sees it, he can recognize it as part of the Genesis chapter of the Bible.

The man in a pair of pointed leather shoes walked among the corpses on the ground at will. He frowned as if he were looking for something. Finally, the man hit it in the pile... Soren's body.

He frowned and said to himself, "it's weak, but it does smell like that. Well, let's see who you are?"

Squatting down, the fingertip of the man's right index finger burst into dazzling lightning. He touched Soren's forehead gently, and the lightning sank from his fingertips to Soren's forehead. Suddenly, it extracted a large amount of data from Sauron's not yet completely dead brain. These data are converted into frames in the man's mind. Through exclusion and retrieval, the last picture is fixed in the man's eyes.

In the dim mall, a soldier in a radiation suit carried a single gun. The muzzle of his gun spewed out a flame, and the fire light shone on his calm face, making his right eye like a dragon pupil burning like a golden flame.

That's the last picture left to Soren!

The picture disappears and the purple haired man's chest fluctuates violently. The enchanting lips showed a charming smile: "it's the eye of God! It really surprised me. It turned out that you also woke up, the man-made God with the number of zero..."