The Paradise of the Abyss Does Not Support Idlers

Chapter 281 The Decisive Battle!

"Bang bang bang!"

Bullets flashed from the muzzle of the Sand Eagle gun in Suki's hand.

A few bullets ended their lives.

And at the same time.

The black liquid on these S-class bodies was also torn and climbed directly onto Suki's body.

"The chaos is thicker than those monsters, but they have controlled it. It is indeed a high-quality chaos provided by the existence of the Abyss Church, and they have also suppressed it."

this method.

Su Qi had only seen it in the hands of the previous sage.

These black chaos were about to penetrate into his body and merge with him.

However, [Dark Star] immediately moved, like a hungry pet, swallowing up the chaos.

And at the same time.

An ancient relic pattern next to Su Qi's collarbone slowly faded away.

After entering the eighth sequence, according to the special characteristics of the [Ancient God]'s heart, he can fuse one more ancient relic and create a new sequence.

then.

He naturally chose the ancient relic [Angel's Falling Gift], which exploded with the powerful property of [indestructible] when it was in the Uneasy Land.

originally

Su Qi was ready to wait a little longer, but the evil power of [Spirit Eye] was surging uneasily.

so.

He needs new strength to suppress it.

Of course, the dangers involved cannot be underestimated.

After all, this is going against the will of heaven. Normal people only have one sequential path in their lives.

Therefore, every time you fuse an ancient relic, the energy riots you encounter, the resource consumption on the sequence path, the dangers of ascending order, etc. will increase exponentially.

"Ten sequences. Each one needs to go hand in hand."

Suki is taking an unprecedented path.

He had no social security, five insurances and one housing fund, and was extremely unpopular. He even violated the rules and was targeted by an unknown number.

But he didn't care whether he could do it or not. Anyway, he would be done with it. The worst he could do was find a powerful god to provide for him in old age.

I don’t know if Brother Xie Shen is willing.

Oh, right.

The Lord of Destruction still owes himself a lot of debt.

Keeping accounts in a small book is no problem.

"Click."

Everyone was already stepping on the ruins and rushing over.

"Son of God!"

A teacher's expression was still solemn. After all, although the Son of God was safe and sound, the matter was far from resolved. He solemnly said: "Come with us quickly, there are others approaching here!"

"We will help you break out and escape from here!"

The yellow-haired player couldn't help but look at the legendary Son of God in front of him.

There is such a being as the Son of God.

Throughout the ages, he has been the proud son of God, the second generation of gods who looks down on countless people. Of course, there are also other sons of gods who are amazingly talented and lead their people.

But the other person was a little different from what I imagined. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses, which was different from everyone's anxiety.

Instead, he calmly looked into the distance.

"Do you think you can escape the power of the Super Power Association, the transactions behind it, and the spreading power?"

The teachers' eyes followed Su Qi's gaze and looked into the distance.

His expression changed.

I don’t know when, the sky became darker than before. Dark clouds were rolling down on everyone’s head, and there was a wave-like dark atmosphere surging in it!

"Is this a strange object?"

"No, it seems to carry that dangerous power."

Their pupils trembled a little.

"how so."

Su Qi held on to his sunglasses, with a corner of his spiritual pupil slightly exposed, looking at the strange power hovering vaguely in the sky: "Ordinary people know that when playing a group, they need to buy all the equipment, fill up the BUFF, and squat for a while. The Super Power Association "I have been waiting for this day for a long time, and I will naturally prepare all means to catch you all."

The color in the corners of the teachers' mouths faded somewhat. They seemed to feel that their chests were being pressed by endless pressure from the desperate situation, and they murmured:

"What should I do?"

"What else can I do?"

He stood up and took steps, walking on the ruins.

The sound continued.

Everyone looked around in surprise.

The enemy has arrived? So fast?

But the next moment.

They were speechless. The fluctuations in the battle that were previously thought to be enemies were now different from what they imagined.

A large number of enemies roared.

Groups of people rushed here, but everyone looked embarrassed. They seemed to have encountered a fierce battle and seemed to be being chased.

And around.

"That's it." The yellow-haired player was stunned.

"He's one of our people." The teachers next to him looked dumbfounded.

Aren’t their numbers a disadvantage? Moreover, the combat effectiveness has been completely suppressed, and it should be the side that is surrounded and suppressed.

Why did he become one of their people now, chasing the enemy?

Did they get it wrong?

What touched all the teachers was that there was an energetic young man at the front of their group. He rushed to the front with his clothes flying.

He has an indescribable leadership quality all over his body.

He held a saber in his hand, with strange energy fluctuations on his body, and waved his hand.

"Follow me! Kill!"

"kill!"

Many people behind them all shouted loudly, and their auras continued to spurt out. The momentum did not seem like a disadvantage at all, but instead showed the courage to move forward.

The key is that those S-class superpowers that they regard as their powerful enemies are now being suppressed.

No.

It should be said that the shit was killed.

what on earth is it?

The remaining enemies were retreating steadily amidst the roars. There were obviously many of them and they still had the strength to fight, but now everyone was completely suppressed, and their momentum had been defeated.

The young man rushing at the front held his head high, his strength growing crazily, a mysterious aura flowing around him, and the blade in his hand reflecting on his face.

There is a calm and deep look in his eyes, which is completely different from his previous appearance and mood, less ignorant and immature.

There is some sparkle that cannot be ignored and the vague pressure of a superior person.

"Is this the Son of God?"

Su Qi looked over. As a descendant of a god, he would naturally have the blood of a god. Don't look at Du En, who is just an ordinary boy next door.

But with the awakening of power, his past true personality, the power in his bloodline, and the aura of a superior person that should have been the Son of God will emerge one by one.

Huang Mao looked at this scene and couldn't help but take another look at his main mission.

Did you make a mistake? Why do you feel that this person in front of you has the power of the Son of God?

Looking at Su Qi again, he was squatting lazily on the ruins, taking out the box of cigarettes, as if he was looking for something.

And Du En, the true son of God, led the crowd to defeat the enemy, and stood in front of Su Qi with a mighty momentum.

"Brother Su! As you ordered, we did it!" Du En's voice was hoarse, but it was calm and somewhat sharp.

Su Qi squatted on the ground and nodded lightly: "Well done."

"What should we do next?" Du En was asking for new instructions. Although he had just led everyone in a battle and had the command of a leader, he couldn't help but ask about Su Qi's deployment.

"Don't worry." Su Qi stretched out a cigarette and lit it in the scorching fire among the ruins.

"Just like the first gunshot before every struggle, the first loud trumpet before every counterattack, we also need a symbolic moment of greatness."

He slowly raised the cigarette, and slight sparks intertwined with the smoke.

"Now."

"Everyone, listen, what follows will be the most intense decisive battle, and it will also be the final act that determines the fate of this world."

"No one knows how much power the Super Power Association has prepared, and no one knows whether this war will be won or lost."

"Although I also want to say some encouraging words to you, I'm sorry."

Su Qi looked at everyone: "There is no such thing as evil defeating good, and there is no story ending in which the side of justice and order always wins."

"We have to fight for all this by ourselves and fight hard!"

"Failure is like this short-lived spark, crushed in the air."

"And succeeded."

Everyone looked at the cigarette in Su Qi's hand.

Su Qi threw the smoke into the sky, raised his arm, and held the silver-white Sand Eagle trigger tightly between his fingers.

"boom!"

Bullets roared through the air! Hit the burning cigarette abandoned high in the sky!

And the next moment!

The cigarette exploded!

Countless bright sparks scattered like the Milky Way! The entire ruins were lit up by countless sparks!

The reflection of everyone’s pupils shines brightly!

"We are the sparks that start a prairie fire!"

Countless people stared at this scene blankly!

And Du En also stared blankly at the sky full of stars! His eyes seemed a little complicated, as if he had regained a certain personality of his own.

But he slightly clenched his saber and responded to Su Qi's call!

"Everyone, move out!"

——

At this moment.

The battle that is breaking out in the closed battlefield has entered a fierce stage.

To be precise, it was the people of Organization

Above the sky.

The confrontation between the two priests is also changing. The old professor has been forced into a suppressed situation. The power of his soul has been penetrated by the opponent's power many times, and he has almost been defeated several times!

"boom!"

The white-haired priest raised his hand, with white hair flying behind him. His face was calm and indifferent, and various abilities were exploding between his fingers.

After all, his power is to take away the power of others.

"Do you still have the strength to resist, my friend?"

The old professor had various scratches all over his body, his eyes were white, and there was a formation of flowers of the soul behind him, forming a defense.

"I"

He said hoarsely: "But I'm not friends with you."

"Tsk."

"Obviously we got along quite well before." The white-haired priest whispered with a smile: "Work together, protect together, uphold God's will together, and lead God's people forward."

Although the old professor was suppressed, his cold gaze remained unchanged: "If I had known that you had ulterior motives and premeditated plans, I should have used all my strength to kill you!"

In the ancient era before awakening, they were seriously injured and on the verge of death. At that time, they worked together to support each other. After settling the world, they chose to fall into a deep sleep.

But he never thought that the other party had premeditatedly reserved part of his power and woke up first.

The world has become like this.

And he even made a deal with a dangerous terrorist force! This is undoubtedly a huge taboo for him and God.

"Why are you doing this!"

The white-haired priest raised his hand and easily blocked the opponent's spiritual explosion!

"When the Lord God was finally suppressed, I was there. I don't know what I saw. I saw boundless terrifying black shadows, boundless strange power, and only a corner of the abyss was revealed. At that moment, my heart was boundless. The fear and despair tell me that this is an invincible force.”

"So, I decided."

He stretched out his hand and shattered the sleeves of his skinny arms, revealing the pattern of the Abyss cultists on them.

"Dedicate everything to them, not just to survive, but also to become the winner of the future!"

The old professor had nothing to say. All his strength burst out, and he was obviously furious!

"Of course now."

The white-haired priest chuckled: "It's too late to say anything."

"We are all candles in the wind. Only by doing the right things will we burn longer."

"And I'm sorry, old man."

"You and your X organization will be the first to extinguish the flames of defeat."

The white-haired old man stretched out his hand and smashed the old professor's power into pieces!

at the same time!

The ring on the finger was shining, seemingly connected to the particle storm in the sky, and circles of ripples were constantly being generated.

The old professor barely stabilized his figure and looked at the ripples around him with heavy eyes.

"You have no idea what we have prepared."

"Your trump cards, such as breaking through, delaying, and using the remaining special objects to open up the situation, are just meaningless struggles in my eyes."

among the ripples

There are a large number of black dark monsters, roaring and roaring, emerging densely from the mountains!

And at the same time.

Among them is the powerful Dark Walker, with deep eyes with a cold and cruel coldness, holding a boning knife and looking at everyone!

Everyone on the battlefield looked around in surprise.

"They are all monsters, all monsters made with that kind of potion!" A teacher's heart sank.

The bearded man understood what it was more clearly: ".The power support from the being of the Church of the Abyss."

"These damn beasts!"

He roared angrily, intending to kill his opponent!

But the other party just didn't give him a chance to fight!

The monster's roar spread all around!

Not only this area, but also the hidden industrial parks and underground research laboratories in various cities are all opened at this moment, and a large number of ripples are connected to them. Monsters from all over the world are pouring in here through the ripples!

The white-haired priest looked at the old professor with shocked and desperate eyes, and his smile grew wider: "It's really rare to see you, who is spiritual at the core, showing such an expression."

"Now, do you understand? In the face of truly huge power, everything is just in vain."

"Like the Son of God."

The white-haired old man said softly: "Is it because he has recovered his strength and strength that he is alive now?"

"No." His indifferent smile was cruel: "It's just that I haven't killed him yet."

And at this time.

A loud explosion exploded directly in the tunnel! The monster running inside was overturned!

A car quickly crushed the monster's remaining limbs!

Go through the highway tunnel!

A beautiful flick!

The car door opens.

Suki, he's wearing sunglasses! An RPG on the shoulder!

"That white-headed old devil, who did you just say you wanted to kill?"

A group of people were all shocked!

"Son of God!"

And Bai Yilin was even more shocked! Eyes wide open!

"Susu. Brother Su!!!!"

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