Fifty-third Fate's Funeral Song
"I'll go, your sister, right team, don't be stunned. What are you afraid of? The other party is just a little girl, rush forward!" Li Tuanze did not retreat to the soldiers, but stood in the center of the army and commanded hard. He vowed to capture the little demon.
"Go up!" Li Tuanze roared and his voice spread throughout the square. "I'm notifying me of the blocking team and let them shoot at high altitude. I don't believe it anymore. She can still fight at high altitude! What a fucking fuck!"
More than a hundred special forces wearing exquisite bulletproof police suits quickly headed towards the little girl from their right hand. After rigorous training, they were naturally not comparable to these ordinary soldiers. They looked for covers every step and wanted to shuttle from the other party's blind spots, so that they could have the opportunity to get close. According to the information, those who are similar to the mental abilities will lose their strength once they are close.
At this time, the sound of propellers rotating sounded in the sky, and five helicopters flew up from the bottom of the mountain and hovered in the air. At the same time, the door of the helicopter opened, revealing a dark muzzle.
Lingling went towards the army that was constantly trying to retreat, and each step was very slow. The soldiers scattered everywhere in front were holding guns in their hands and constantly spraying fire tongues. The whole scene was like a rain of bullets, and dense bullets surrounded Lingling tightly.
But with all this, all the bullets seemed to have lost the momentum to move forward and fell one by one. Soon, bullet shells were piled up on the ground.
"Sir, you are close to the target!" The captain of the right team led the right team and said to the intercom: "Please give an order!"
"Attack, take her down!" Li Tuanze was immediately happy when he heard the words from the other end of the intercom. As long as this army could successfully approach, the rest would be easy. But he was still a little worried. He shouted at the other intercom: "Left Team, you can hide from the left and cooperate with the right team!"
Wow...
Another special forces composed of hundreds of people quickly advanced from the left and stopped in a building that was only about 100 meters away from the little girl. He was about to take the opportunity and set off.
The captain of the right team raised his right hand and his eyes were fixed, and he suddenly slammed down, shouting: "Chong Chong!"
A few special soldiers stood up in unison and rushed towards the cult saint Lan Lingling, whom they thought was. At the same time, they picked up the gun in their hand, which was very fast. The distance of 100 meters was quickly allowed to run and reached Lingling's side. A smile appeared on Lingling's face, which seemed to be able to melt the snow in winter.
"The sneaky person is finally here." A sneak attack like this is simply ineffective for existences of Lingling. Not to mention an existence like Lingling, who is comparable to a demigod, even a saint will have super predictive ability to avoid danger.
The captain of the right team suddenly stretched out his right hand and went straight towards Lingling's wrist. At the same time, his right foot instantly reached the opponent's ankle. With just one force, he could knock the opponent down, thus ending all this. Just when he thought he had succeeded, he used his force and did not leave any remaining strength.
But he suddenly realized that he could not move at all with this force. Lingling turned his head, looked at the captain of the right team, and then snorted coldly, leaving behind a biting cold words: "You are seeking death!"
The captain of the right team is a special forces soldier who is only nearly thirty years old. He will be able to retire in another year. He will leave the army and never have to go to the battlefield again. But when he saw these cold eyes, a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart. Without having time to think about it, he suddenly retreated to the side.
A delicate hand grabbed a corner of his body armor, and then he felt a powerful force coming into his body. The next moment, with the explosion, he flew backwards in the flames, and finally smashed into the ruins, life and death unknown.
"Kill her!" The remaining special forces soldiers saw the captain die and roared and thought about taking revenge. Hundreds of people jumped away like grasshoppers. They wanted to win with close combat, but the result was that they could not afford it. They were going to pay the price of their lives.
Lingling shuttled through the hundreds of special soldiers and used amazing martial arts, and could take away the life of a soldier every time. At the same time, a series of divine techniques also fell into the army, just like mowing grass, and a divine technique took away the life of an area.
"Damn it! The blocker is ready to shoot, all the soldiers retreat! Ready to launch missiles!" Li Tuanze felt how he felt when he saw the destruction of hundreds of special soldiers. He was directly prepared to deal with the other party in the most direct way. The missiles on each helicopter suddenly stretched out and aimed at Lingling on the ground.
"1, 2, 3, let it go!" Li Tuanze saw that the distance between the army and the other party was almost the same, and roared three times. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a few swishes and several missiles flew down from the helicopter. The power of five or six missiles was enough to blow up a mountain. It can be seen that the other party was already crazy to a point.
Cooking jade together?
Lingling was stunned. She didn't know if the person in front of her was really crazy. She actually wanted to kill herself with both jade and stone. Unfortunately, this did not pose any threat to her.
A slender finger slashed at the missiles, and in an instant the missile was split into two, and then a few thuds were broken down. Countless parts fell from the air. Lingling looked at the helicopters and frowned. He pointed his finger at them again, and several lightsabers suddenly appeared and turned into light and turned towards the helicopter. In an instant, they had penetrated the aircraft.
Sizzling... Countless arcs flashed on the plane. The next moment, a few cacophony sounded, two helicopters exploded directly at high altitude, while the rest fell in different directions. However, a few explosions that resonated through the sky swept across the entire holy mountain.
"This..." Li Tuanze was powerless. He held an intercom in his hands, his eyes widened like an angry bull. All the moves he could use seemed to be vulnerable to the other party. He did everything he could do, and the ending was that he had defeated. There was only one person on the other party.
"Under the sword of fate, everything will turn into..." Lingling was about to recite a prayer, but two figures emerged from both sides. They were the two strongest in Group Z, one good at long-term attacks and the other good at melee combat. The cooperation between the two can be said to be intimate.
"Come on! Heavy rain!" One of the members of the black-haired windbreaker group roared, his whole face was particularly ferocious. It was obvious that the superpower he used in front of him was very powerful and had exceeded his ability.
Suddenly, the sky suddenly became gloomy. Suddenly, lightning and thunder roared, and the entire holy mountain was surrounded by dark clouds. The next moment, the heavy rain fell, and the sound of rain covered the entire battlefield, causing all the flames on the battlefield to be extinguished, and bursts of thick smoke floated up.
Lingling looked at the sky without any movement, but the pea-like rain could not approach her at all. She separated from both sides and fell to the ground, splashing waves.
"Rain turns into sword!" A blue ice fog rose all over the members of the Z group wearing a windbreaker, leaving no clouds. Then the huge dark clouds instantly filled with blue mist and lingered around. The next moment, all the raindrops were suspended in the air, and continued to extend and turned into sharp swords.
Immediately afterwards, as the fingers of the Z group member wearing a windbreaker pointed, all the sword heads were aimed at Lingling, and then all the rain swords condensed into ice and suddenly stabbed Lan Lingling.
Lingling looked at the Ice Sword coming towards him. Her eyes became colder and colder, but her expression became more and more pious. At the same time, her aura became more holy, and the holy aura instantly filled the entire battlefield, making all soldiers have the urge to worship.
"break……"
A word that could not be lighter was spit out of her mouth, but the whole world seemed to change with her words, and the dark clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated and dissipated. All the ice swords turned into rain again, and then the raindrops turned into vapor and dissipated in the air.
"Go!" With the cooperation of soldiers, the members of the Z group kept heading towards Lingling, and various superpowers kept flying together. The unique brilliance of superpowers gave the entire battlefield another beauty. The powerful impact force made the rocks fly everywhere, and countless smoke filled the sky. Lingling was still calmly under various offensives.
The flames were flying together, countless stones turned into powder, and one by one, the psychics lost their lives and fell to the ground, and the army was forced to retreat under the pressure of a little girl. This was like a dazzling waltz, a girl was dancing a dance to harvest life.
Song Changming stood on the roof with a pale face. At this moment, he was already trembling because the little girl in the center had already made him feel fear. This was a total of 40,000 troops and hundreds of psychics could not do anything to a girl who was only ten years old. This timidity from the heart left an eternal wound in his heart.
"How is that possible!" Song Changming roared angrily, "How could there be such a powerful person!"
The last defeat made him want to take revenge. He has lost his fighting spirit before he has fought. "Escape?" At this moment, Song Changming was struggling in his heart. His gorgeous defeat was in a terrifying defeat.
"Are you going to run?" A voice appeared in his mind, which made him tremble all over.
"Who are you?" Song Changming was a little frightened.
"Me?" After a while, the voice sounded again, "Who do you think I am? Since you are powerless to fight again, there is no need for this war to exist. Let's sleep with them!"
Lingling, who was in the middle of the battlefield, looked at the sky and sighed slightly, "Death is too terrible for those without the protection of the Lord! But this is the only way to solve the problem." At this moment, she had lost interest in this war. An enemy who had lost his fighting spirit could not be considered an enemy, but a lamb that could be slaughtered.
"The Burial Song of Fate!" The white gauze skirt fluttered and the crisp song resounded throughout the battlefield. The song was like the burial song of death. This is fate singing for the deceased. The song slowly penetrated into everyone's hearts. It made him slowly put down the weapon in his hand, and a sad expression appeared on his face.
"This song..." Li Tuanze blocked his ears with his hands, but it had no effect. He could still hear this sad song. This was the song of funeral for them.
Song Changming widened his eyes, his eyes showing an incredible look of panic. He clearly felt that the vitality in his body was disappearing bit by bit. The speed of this disappearance was very fast, so fast that it made him afraid. "No... don't!"
Suddenly, the entire battlefield was quiet, with nothing but singing. Song Changming's eyes lost their spirit, and he fell from the high building and from the sky, but under the power of the singing, he did not fall suddenly. Instead, he fell down little by little. Finally, he passed away peacefully.
Lingling looked at the person who was sleeping on the ground and gently brushed her gauze skirt. Under the attacks of so many people, she had never touched the corner of her clothes.
Tens of thousands of soldiers fell to the ground and were very spectacular as if they were sleeping. Their faces were all smiling. They were all dead at this moment, and died in their dreams. The funeral song of fate sent a funeral to everyone.
"His Highness, Archbishop, please ask you to rush to the headquarters of the Miracle Group in Puxi District, Shenzhen as soon as possible." At this time, two female believers appeared out of thin air from the center of the open space, and at their feet was a six-pointed star map. They were wearing white cloaks and their faces were hidden under the cloak.
Lingling nodded and said, "I will rush there as soon as possible. You guys go back and report!"
"Then I will go back first!" The two female scholars said respectfully, and then whispered. The six-pointed star map under their feet shone brightly, but the next moment it disappeared on the open space, as if it had never appeared.
Lingling looked at the dead soldiers in the open space in front of her, "The deceased will be buried in peace. The holy land will be covered with dust. It is enough to use tens of thousands of enemies' corpses as a burial for the holy land."
"When welcoming the believers who are exploring the holy land again, this will be opened again!" Lingling said slowly, and her words seemed to have a power, which inspired a power in the dark to come here. This is equivalent to a prophecy. As a saint, she has been able to make such a slight prophecy.
As her words fell, the entire holy mountain seemed to have changed, everything changed, and all the corpses sank to the ground.
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March 1st
In Soma Luxi City, 100,000 Knights of Destiny were lined up in formation in golden armor. With the Pope Palace as the center, they were divided into four parts to start the review. Today, the whole of Soma is playing the hymn. The song is very solemn and holy. Countless Soma citizens are walking on the streets holding wooden scales.
Today, Soma will hold a founding ceremony, and the God's Grace Festival will be held on this day. The entire sky of Soma is filled with milky white power of faith. These are the most devout blessings of the Soma people. They bless their country and bless the great God of Tulu. For this country they can dedicate their lives, and for God they can dedicate their souls.
They were excited because their country would be established on this day, a new country, not a warlord separatist country. They thanked. Tulo, the great and supreme destiny, granted them status with bread.
In the statue space, Tuluo Gao sat on the throne, his eyes containing the galaxy revealed endless horror. The divine light on his body became stronger and stronger, and he had reached the solidification realm. The virtual divine character in his mind kept absorbing the power of faith, and the virtual divine character was like a glutton swallowing the world, and the power of faith in the entire statue space rushed into the divine character wildly.
The virtual divine character becomes more solid and the patterns on the surface of the divine character become clearer. The aura revealed by this divine character becomes more and more mysterious, and as time goes by, it becomes more powerful. The entire divine statue space changes with the aura revealed by the divine character.
The faith of millions of people of Soma gathers into a surging river and flows into the statue space, constantly filling the dry statue space.
In the presidential palace next to the Pope Palace in Luxi City, Soma, all the officials of Soma gathered here, and their hearts were mixed at this moment. A year ago, Soma belonged to their world and was their home court, but in just one year, they were obedient at the feet of others and rested on others. But they had to accept it because Soma lost too badly.
"Congratulations to President Burville!" An official congratulated Berville in Chinese outfit.
Burville smiled, but was a little desolate, "This is such a happy day, isn't it? Your Excellency!"
"Yes! Your Excellency President!" The official smiled bitterly, then picked up a drink and drank it. "But Soma is indeed dozens of times better now than before. It's just that we are not what helped Soma finish it, but that one."
"Under the glory of the true god, all obstacles will disappear, right?" Burwell said with a smile, with a trace of strangeness in his eyes. That day he saw something he could not forget in the Temple of Sori.
...
On the tower in the Pope Palace, Zhang Xiaojian looked down at the soldiers below. A total of 100,000 Knights of Destiny stood in the square below. This was the most elite part of the 500,000 Knights of Destiny. The entire square was so powerful that the people around him looked at them. They were full of excitement at this moment. This was the power and foundation of the church.
"It's about to start, and we finally got to this point!" Zhang Xiaojian sighed. There was too much fatigue in his language. He has experienced too much in these days, and he only wants to become a god. And today everything will begin.
"Is the Pope's Crown going to start?" Li Liang stood next to Zhang Xiaojian. A huge teleportation array was drawn in the central temple of the Holy Mountain, which was connecting with the Soli Temple. At this time, the elites and all of the entire Holy Mountain moved to Soma.
"No, there is still ambassador of Country M who has not come, but it doesn't matter anymore. Let them prepare to start, and it will officially start in another hour." Zhang Xiaojian said with a smile. On the other side was a female believer holding a golden plate made of a golden silk pad, with a medal of merit and a crown on it.
"It's the Crown!" Li Liang retreated. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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