I give the world destruction and new life

Ding Yue was covered in blood and panting heavily. He had just entered and exited seven times from a group of players before killing the guy who looked like an alien.

His head is twice the size of a normal person, and he can blow people into meat paste by staring at them. Ding Yue saw with his own eyes that he blasted the heads of half the people in the street together, like swatting flies with a fly swatter, without eyes. blink.

When Tang Ji said he wanted that big head, Ding Yue thought the other party was joking, but Tang Ji never joked.

His patience with Ding Yue was far less than that of Rickard. When Ding Yue questioned him, Tang Ji even had the urge to strangle him on the spot.

Ding Yue, on the other hand, was sensitive to this killing intent and developed a kind of fear towards Tang Ji.

This kind of fear is roughly similar to his fear of his superhuman neighbor before, because you can never guess whether the superhuman next door will come over and kill you in the next second because you are snoring too loudly.

Ding Yue hated this feeling very much. He once thought that he had completely got rid of this fear, but now it seems that his fear and cowardice have not disappeared because of gaining strength, they are just deeply hidden.

When Ding Yue encountered beings far stronger than himself again, they ran out brazenly to declare their sovereignty.

That's right, you're still a coward and never changed!
You think you stopped being a coward when you killed that pyromaniac?Are those children resurrected?No, you haven't changed anything!
Ding Yue tremblingly lit a cigarette, he threw the huge head in his hand on the ground, raised one foot to smash it, but at the last second, Tang Ji flashed before Ding Yue's eyes.

He remembered Tang Ji's feeling at the moment when he had murderous intentions towards him, as if the god of death had already stood at the door and knocked on the door, Ding Yue couldn't even muster up the courage to resist.

Tang Ji said that he wanted this head Ding Yue finished smoking in silence, and finally put this head in front of Tang Ji.

Both he and Tang Ji remained silent, the air seemed to freeze, and Ding Yue could only hear his own heartbeat.

A black flame emerged from the inside of the head, burning away the excess biological tissue in an instant, and the whole room was filled with a stench of burnt protein.

Ding Yue found with some regret that the head only looked big, and the burned skull was only a circle larger than an ordinary person, but the top of the skull did not have a celestial cap, and the extra brain tissue overflowed from there.

Tang Ji looked at the players on his list, then at Ding Yue, and finally said, "Rest for four hours, and then go and kill this person."

He put a photo in front of Ding Yue. In the photo was a white male surrounded by many bodyguards. He looked ugly.

But in fact, he was the leader of a warband, one of the two warbands that killed everyone in the area he controlled, and the total number of players in the entire warband exceeded 150.

Ding Yue opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say it in the end. He didn't have the courage to refuse Tang Ji's order.

A kind of anger that appeared out of nowhere burned in Ding Yue's heart, but the anger was aimed at himself.

"You are angry." Tang Ji stared at Ding Yue as if there was a kind of flame in his eyes: "You are angry with yourself, why?"

Ding Yue felt that the words he heard did not come from human mouths. There was no emotion in the words, as if he was really just curious about this question.

Even now he can clearly feel that something is wrong with Tang Ji's state. When they first arrived in Paris, although Tang Ji refused to leave people thousands of miles away, he was still a human being at that time and would respond to external reactions.

Now, Tanguy looks completely different.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little disappointed in myself." Ding Yue moved back cautiously, and glanced at the window.

But Tang Ji was faster than him, Ding Yue didn't even realize what happened, Tang Ji grabbed his throat with one hand and left the ground with both feet.

"I ask you, why do you feel angry at yourself!" Tang Ji's voice was low and full of wildness, like a beast that had been suppressed for a long time and finally released.

"Because I'm too weak to ride a horse!" Ding Yue firmly held Tang Ji's wrist with one hand, and straightened his arm with the other hand, trying to catch Tang Ji's eyes.

But compared to Tang Ji's body proportions, his arm span is a little short, and his fingertips seem to have touched Tang Ji's cornea, and the last trace of distance is as far away as the Milky Way.

Tang Ji didn't even blink, but asked again: "Anger, you shouldn't be targeting yourself. You are indeed weak. Anger is power, a weapon, and authority."

"And you wasted the power I gave you." While Tang Ji was speaking, he pressed his whole body forward, and Ding Yue felt as if his fingers had poked some kind of resilient rubber, and he was forced back.

"Now, I want to take back this gift, don't you." Tang Ji closed his eyes suddenly, stopped talking, let go of his hand, and Ding Yue fell to the ground.

As if nothing happened, Tang Ji walked straight to the place where he was sitting before, and pushed the photo forward again: "Go and complete your task, I don't have much patience."

Neuropathy!
Panting heavily, Ding Yue picked up the photo in a hurry, and glanced at the window again. He was thinking about whether he should jump out of the window and walk back faster, but considering that the psychopath might react in other ways, he still He walked through the door obediently.

He even closed the door gently without making a sound.

After walking two streets away, Ding Yue slapped himself hard on the mouth, causing the passers-by around to look sideways.

After that, Ding Yue vented his anger and continued to punch down a wall before he heaved a sigh of relief. At this time, there were no passers-by around.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Ding Yue became more and more angry as he thought about it, and slapped himself again, which echoed even on the street.

He was angry with himself, he was angry because of his weakness, Ding Yue thought he could face death calmly, but he was wrong, he dared not.

"You wasted the power I bestowed on you, and now I want to take back this gift." Ding Yue recalled what Tang Ji said, and besides death, there was another kind of fear.

He was afraid that he would turn back into an ordinary person again, and he was afraid that he would lose his power.

After gaining strength, Ding Yue couldn't accept that he returned to being ordinary again, the more angry he was at his weakness and hypocrisy, the more he feared this result.

Under the trend of anger and fear, Ding Yue walked resolutely to the area where the player group was located.

At the same time, those players who had just been killed by Ding Yue were also awakened in their respective survival cabins. They were distressed by their first death, completely unaware of the special attack they had encountered. .

They didn't know anything about it, and even the company and the three major committees that focused on researching Tang Ji's particularity didn't realize that Ding Yue had the same special system as Rickard.

At this time, Rickard, who was far away in the Roswell District, was enjoying his dinner because he didn't need to be an anger translator.

If you want to eat a hot meal in the special zone, you can only try your luck, but fortunately, Rickard is a clever little ghost. He found a woman who sells marijuana biscuits on the black market by virtue of his personal charm, and got him by working as a bodyguard. Three meals a day.

After all, it is a special zone. Some prisoners who have been in prison for too long have not yet adapted to this new era. Some prisoners are more retro in their pursuit of addictive substances, and they prefer pure and natural things.

From this point of view, a woman who has the courage to enter the Special Economic Zone, realizes that this is a closed market in the second week, and decisively starts growing marijuana in her building, quickly occupying the market, she is sure Not ordinary people.

In fact, it was true. Before Rickard finished his meal, he was surrounded by nine men with guns from behind.

The headed brawny man was holding an eight-star gun that obviously shouldn't appear in the special zone. The bullets used in that thing were all custom-made, and one shot was enough to give Rickard's car a maintenance.

"This is the superhuman you mentioned?" The strong man threatened with a smile on his mouth: "Boy, you'd better not move, have you seen the big guy in my hand, it's full of anesthesia bullets, move it a little , I’ll pull the trigger, let these self-tracking gadgets stun you, and then, these guys behind me will have a good time behind you.”

"So you can either follow me obediently, intact, and go out by yourself, or let them carry you with your lacerations." When the strong man said this, the others all gave out obscene smiles in cooperation Voice.

"You guys better not dirty my place, or I will charge a separate sanitation fee." The woman leaned against the door frame with a cigarette in her mouth: "By the way, he ate the sleeping pill I put in the biscuit, Eight times the dose, there is no reaction, don't roll over."

"Shut up, Julian, it's none of your business now!" The strong man roared, and then motioned his subordinates to step forward and put the restraint ring on Rickard.

Rickard sighed, and ate all the food in front of him. Even with sleeping pills, this stuff was the best thing he had eaten in the past three days.

He hiccupped, and then turned around to say some harsh words. Rickard often watched Tang Ji's videos during this time. He thought Tang Ji's classic lines were too cool. He was too embarrassed to imitate them in front of the original version. But enough can be said for now.

"Some people are called butchers." Just as Rickard opened his mouth, the entire ceiling was lifted off the next second.

A player floating in the air waved his hand, and all the metal objects in the room automatically rose without wind, killing half of the people in the room in an instant.

Rickard held a table knife poking at him in his hand, and he squeezed the table knife into chopsticks, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Can't people finish talking?"

The strong man nimbly avoided the attacks of several tableware, and shouted to the sky: "I am from your side! Bastard, we are a cooperative relationship!"

But this didn't affect the output of the player in the sky at all. A sudden wound almost cut off the strong man's neck, and he fell to the ground without saying a word.

The blood flowing out of the wound made a vague figure appear in the air, and the other party just turned around and disappeared into the air again.

Julian, the marijuana woman, turned around and ran away without saying a word, but hit the invisible barrier with her head, and her whole body shattered to the ground.

The player group that accepted the hidden mission sent all eight of their strongest players to the Roswell District, and they decided to set the reward for the hidden mission!
Southwest waters of Madagascar, a large copy.

As the very center of the conflict between the two sides, the landing module became the eye of the storm at this time, but it calmed down. Wang Zhengdao and Paulina, two strongest spatial ability users from their respective camps, were sitting together playing chess.

Wang Zhengdao once tried to kill the woman in front of him directly. Although this could not kill the player, it could at least kill her body.

But when Wang Zhengdao broke the opponent's neck for the first time, he was almost killed in the same way, while Paulina was safe and sound, just smiled numbly at him.

There are other superhuman powers being exerted on Paulina, at least involving the two fields of retaliation and recovery. Wang Zhengdao regretfully gave up his plan.

In the end, it was Paulina who spoke first and invited him to play chess together, otherwise it would be too boring for the two of them to just wait here.

At this time, in the surrounding waters, the two forces that have arrived have already started a reconnaissance exchange of fire.

Half of Fianaranthua Province has been reduced to a war zone, and those locals who have never had time to evacuate now experience what despair is.

The first to arrive was the military technology engineer battalion. A total of 800 people and a large amount of equipment were airlifted directly to the only airport in the province by transport plane.

All the engineers didn't even have time to drink their saliva, and they threw themselves into the intense fortification construction work. It took them less than half an hour to erect portable radars, deploy five anti-aircraft missiles, and conduct a large-scale attack near the airport. Dense mines.

The only local armed law enforcement officers announced their disbandment the moment they saw the opponent's transport plane, and the firepower of the two sides was not at the same level at all.

Then there is the projection of armor power. Mikkelsen's accumulated military strength began to show his ferociousness to the whole world.

Two companies of prosthetic soldiers equipped with Kerenzikov's central nervous system enhancement system were then transported to the airport to strengthen the local guard capabilities.

These heavily armored soldiers who can continuously use time-sensitive elements have an individual absolute strength between 150 and 220 Elwin, which has already surpassed most superhumans in the LV1 stage.

The commander in charge of the airport stood proudly in the control tower, watched his troops deploy, prepared to report to the headquarters, and then froze in place the next second. When others noticed the abnormality of the commander, he It has become a three-dimensional oil painting in the air
The war has already begun from this moment.