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High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods——

The Twelve Disciples are one of the top teams in the world of the Lord God.

People outside even call them all crazy.

To deal with this team of high-level players, Song Ren chose to welcome their arrival with the simplest way of hospitality.

There is nothing in this world that cannot be solved by a nuclear bomb.

If so, then get dozens more.

More than a thousand meters in the air, Song Ren was standing quietly in the sky.

The noisy sound of the wind in his ears was reporting to him the ground conditions of the entire city of New York.

At the very beginning of the team's arrival, there are ten minutes of protection measures from the Lord God.

Therefore, Song Ren did not rush to take action as soon as the other party arrived, but first used the information from the wind to grope and determine a rough direction.

Then, he calculated the duration of the protection period and waited until the last moment approaching ten minutes.

Behind Song Ren, golden light like stars began to bloom completely.

In a place higher and farther away.

The feather boat driven by Liu Yao was hovering above the dome.

On the small boat, a girl with a high ponytail and neat white hair stood at the edge, looking down calmly, silently gazing in the direction of Song Ren.

The man in the suit was squatting on the side and witnessed with his own eyes the large metal lump emerging from the dazzling golden light.

He rubbed his eyes first, then muttered to himself, "Oh my God! Those...can't they all be nuclear bombs?!"

Liu Yao counted with her hands: "One hundred and eight... If they were all nuclear bombs, this number would be enough to destroy an entire country!"

Bai Zhi shook his head and said calmly: "It's more than just one country."

"Destruction, in a sense, is not as simple as just explosion."

"One hundred and eight nuclear bombs. Judging from the specifications revealed in the ripples, they are far from the 10,000-ton equivalent of the former 'Little Boy'."

"I'm afraid their individual destructive power is also multiplied."

"Of course, perhaps in the physical sense, the impact of the explosion is far from enough to destroy a large country, but the chain reaction it produces, such as radioactive materials, fire, radiation cloud and other nuclear explosion effects."

"Under multiple superpositions, a nuclear winter may even break out, and the global ecology will suffer a devastating blow."

Liu Yao was shocked and asked, "Ah, could it be that only 108 nuclear bombs can destroy the earth?"

Shiraori: "Don't underestimate nuclear weapons."

"In terms of the sheer power of the explosion, it's still far from destroying a planet, but the chain reaction is extremely alarming."

"Especially if a city explodes, there is a high probability that a large amount of smoke and dust particles will rush into the atmosphere. If they stay there for a long time, it is hard to say whether there will be a nuclear winter."

The man in the suit was a little hesitant when he heard this, and said, "Wouldn't it be inappropriate to do this?"

After all, destroying the earth, even in a doomsday world, is a bit too much.

Bai Zhi said, "It doesn't matter. He seems to be able to control wind and thunder."

"Even before the operation, air circulation throughout New York had been restricted."

"In the previous nuclear explosion, the other party should have used similar means to drive away most of the radioactive materials and explosion dust."

"Otherwise, we have to be on guard at all times even if we are standing on the land of New York."

"In general, this unprecedented round of saturation nuclear strike is most likely confined to New York."

"We don't need to have too much psychological burden. We can just enjoy a unique fireworks show."

However, she spoke very calmly.

But deep down in Bai Zhi's heart, there was still some shock that could not be dispelled.

One hundred and eight nuclear bombs!
This kind of method is totally unheard of!
Is this guy really a player from the main god space?
That’s a bit exaggerated!
……

New York, Manhattan, Times Square.

Inside a translucent protective shield of two to three hundred square meters, a group of players with different skin colors opened their eyes one after another.

The Twelve Apostles team does not consist of only twelve players.

Instead, there were thirteen senior members of different skin colors, including the team leader Emanuel.

The whole team has always adhered to the principle of the survival of the fittest.

The team only accepts top players who are transferred in from other teams with the help of props or contracts.

Only by killing or eliminating a member of the team can one formally gain the recognition of the rest and join in.

Of course, there are times when we are short of people, and after being recommended by multiple player members or team leader Emanuel, we will recruit them from other teams.

Generally speaking, the Twelve Apostles never accept new players.

For other teams, new players are the fresh blood of the team and one of the underlying cornerstones for maintaining the team's positioning.

But for the Twelve Apostles, new players are just toys for others.

New players who enter the Twelve Apostles are often the most unlucky, and being directly sentenced to death is considered a lucky way to die.

In this round of team battle world, a total of seventeen of the Twelve Disciples appeared.

In addition to the thirteen veteran players, there are four new players, half male and half female.

When they first appeared on the stage, most of the team's attention was on the four new players who had not yet reacted.

“Walter, the quality of the newcomers this time is really good!”

"Not bad? How did you know that? Shit, there are no cute little ghosts! How can something of this level be good? I don't like it. You guys should just have fun."

"Do you think everyone is the same as you? If everyone is the same as you, then this world would be too crazy!"

"As usual, let's play rock-paper-scissors to decide the winner."

In the team, Emanuel, a white man and the team leader, didn't care about the noise of others, and didn't even care about the life and death of the new players.

He first searched the team and personal tasks for this trip, and then began to look through the relevant records of the Lord God.

[One player of Wujihua team died. ]

[One player of Wujihua team died. ]

[One player of Wujihua team died. ]

...

[One player of Wujihua team died. ]

Emmanuel just flipped through it out of boredom at first, but gradually his eyebrows began to raise.

Ok?
So many people from the Wujihua team have died?
Who did it?
Dinner or dawn?

Emmanuel subconsciously thought of the cold and aloof oriental beauty in the dinner team.

I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows slightly.

Judging from the timeline, it should have been done at the dinner party.

That’s pretty impressive, Ms. Bai.

As he continued to scroll down, Emmanuel's face gradually became filled with surprise.

Something is wrong. Why did so many players die in other teams?
[Dinner team, one player died.] [Dawn team, one player died.]

[Dinner team, one player died. ]

[Dawn team, one player died. 】

...

Initially, there were just two groups of intertwined player death information.

But later on, the Dawn team started dying in rows, and there were more than ten consecutive messages, all of which were death information of Dawn players.

In the end, there was even one more.

[Dawn Team, all members were killed, the team name will be erased within three days. ]

Dawn was wiped out?!
If we take into account the number of deaths of Wujihua players, I'm afraid the situation of Wujihua is basically the same as that of Dawn. Even if there are still survivors, it is estimated that there are only one or two people.

In my impression, Ms. Bai was indeed a bit tricky in the dinner team, but not to this extent.

How could they have eliminated the other two player teams in such a short time?

Emmanuel had already ignored the shrill cries coming from the new players in his ears and remained silent for a moment.

Then he turned around and asked a woman with black pearl skin next to him: "Mei Aili, where in America have we been sent to this time?"

Looking around, the outside world was nothing but desolate ruins.

It looks a bit like the remnants of an ancient city, but the remains of the buildings appear to be of a modern type.

It looks like an armed battlefield in the Middle East.

However, Mei Aili, who was standing by, pushed up her glasses and said calmly, "I just checked. This is New York, Manhattan."

The words fell.

The originally noisy venue suddenly became quiet.

The players on the surrounding Twelve Apostles Road all looked over here.

Even the veteran players who were enjoying themselves on the new players stopped their rough actions.

Emmanuel turned around and asked, "Wait, where did you say this is?"

Black Beauty Mei Ai Li: "Manhattan, New York, and the ruins beneath our feet are the remains of Times Square."

Emmanuel: “…”

A young man next to him, speaking in a tone of "loyalty! sincerity!", said in disbelief: "Shit, Mei Aili, this is not the time for you to tell jokes."

Mei Ai Li: "Ignorance, if you use the props to locate it, you should know that what I said is not a joke."

Soon, someone in the team exclaimed.

“Damn, this really is Manhattan!”

"This is a bit crazy. When did Manhattan become like this? Even if it's related to the plot, it shouldn't be like this."

"Baga! Why do I feel this scene is somewhat familiar? I seem to have seen it in history books..."

Emmanuel was silent for a long time, raised his eyelids, and said lightly: "It's a nuclear bomb."

"A nuclear bomb was dropped here, and it is most likely a high-yield hydrogen bomb."

Mei Aili nodded: "That should be the case. I can still see radioactive substances floating around in the air."

"Although the amount is already very thin, it should be produced after a nuclear explosion."

In the team, a senior player couldn't help but stand up and said:

"Walter! Nuclear bomb?!"

"The Lord God allows us to use a weapon of that size?"

Mei Aili: "Except for the copies before the birth of nuclear bombs, nuclear bombs are not on the Lord's forbidden list in most copies."

"By the way, a nuclear bomb is--"

Halfway through her speech, she suddenly froze, looked up at the sky and said:
"Wait, what's that in the sky?"

"It seems like someone is standing in the clouds in the sky. Is he also a player?"

Emmanuel also looked up. Compared with the others, his eyesight was obviously better. He met Song Ren's eyes almost from a height of more than a thousand meters.

Emmanuel was slightly startled: "Is it a player?"

Then, he silently calculated the time it would take for the protective shield to disappear.

Be prepared to capture the other party in one fell swoop after opening the door to find out the truth.

But immediately afterwards, Emmanuel frowned again.

Looking deeply towards the dome, invisible ripples of golden light are gradually emerging!

A doubt suddenly emerged in my mind:
"What on earth is he doing in heaven?"

The rest of the players also looked at Song Ren in the sky with different eyes.

After a while, the ten-minute main god's protection gradually began to fade rapidly until it disappeared.

Some players with top visual abilities gradually changed from confusion to surprise, and then to unbelievable horror:

"Wotfake, could those golden ripples in the sky be nuclear bombs?!"

"Shit, a nuclear bomb?! Are you kidding me? Even though my eyesight is not as good as yours, those densely packed golden ripples, roughly counting, there must be more than a hundred of them!"

"Fuck! One hundred and eight nuclear bombs?!"

"Shit! Why do I feel like all those nuclear bombs are pointed towards us!"

Finally, it was Emmanuel who spoke calmly:
"A nuclear strike, and a multiple-coverage strike with nuclear firepower!"

"The other party is obviously waiting for the moment when the Lord God's protective measures disappear."

"Please prepare your own protective measures. For area defense, I can only help you defend against the dozen or so missiles in front of you. After that, it's up to you to decide."

After that, Emanuel looked deeply at the dome and muttered softly: "Shit, don't let me catch you."

With the complete dissipation of protective measures.

The sound of rustling wind has broken through the air.

A total of one hundred and eight nuclear bombs were forcibly launched in a saturation-type nuclear strike!
When the flames that shot up into the sky began to bloom, they were followed by clusters of terrifying mushroom clouds that began to bloom continuously between heaven and earth!

The fireworks display was so dazzling that it was truly stunning!

It was so fierce that even though they were thousands of meters away, they still felt their whole bodies trembling and even a little suffocated, causing the three people at the dinner party on the Feather Boat to subconsciously continue to rise into the air.

Even after climbing to several thousand meters, one could still feel the surging and scorching heat waves coming from below!

The man in the suit couldn't help but utter a curse in Chinese: "Fuck!"

It was too outrageous. The power of hundreds of nuclear explosions erupting at the same time made him feel that everything within his field of vision was filled with waves of explosions and fire rising into the sky, completely submerging everything!
At one point, he felt like the world was ending.

I felt secretly relieved that the captain hired the other party and that the other party was on the side of the dinner team.

Otherwise, he didn't know how desperate he would be if faced with a nuclear explosion of this scale!

There is not even a little bit of room for buffer!

Although the Lord's protective measures are safe enough, they also limit their means of escape. (End of this chapter)