Chapter 1609 What villain? It’s all rumors and slander (05)

Chapter 1609 What villains? They are all rumors and slander (+0.5)

In this regard, Li Cang's evaluation is that Wang deserves to die for his pig addiction.

Sure enough, when Lao Wang was falling with a piece of debris several dozen meters in size, three fast motorboats pulled up a trap net covered with sharp blades and barbs, which swept the green dot-shaped glow of the prayer force field and directly captured him. The prayer-level engine was overloaded and spewed out fierce vortices and lightning clusters, and instantly accelerated to the outside of the island.

This force field and trap net can't do anything to Lao Wang. What can do to him is the relay capture and restraint. After all, Lao Wang is more than 16 kilometers away from his only flying mount, the death knell.

The death knell hesitated for a while, and like a piece of algae or a jellyfish, it chased Lao Wang in the direction of meticulousness, and rushed all the way at a speed of up to 2.78m/s.

Li Cang silently gave a thumbs up to both parties and returned his sight to the present.

The American Captains in front of him: "."

It wasn't so embarrassing that they took a few steps back, but at least half of them had a pretty stupid synchronized swallowing action.

Anyway, don't worry about how the American authorities gave these people the briefing. Just watching Lao Wang's combat performance on the spot, and thinking about the outstanding record of this master who saved countless lives and saved the souls, anyone would be scared from the bottom of their hearts. Compared with him, the fucking Lao Wang must be considered to have a high moral bottom line and a kind heart.

"You guys——"

Swish.

Yes, I retreated this time.

Wild Li Cangqueshimei has a clear record of killing people, but his mother also has a record of saving people.

After a group of people subconsciously made a dodging and defensive action, they felt ashamed, and then became angry and bit back. They didn't give the living Bodhisattva in front of them a chance to shine with Buddha's light, and chose to take action in unison.

As the saying goes, three men make a team. The ecological reaction generated by the gathering of many top combat forces here is enough to support their courage to fight. Think about the decadent life after victory, and the multiplier rewards of tens of millions and hundreds of millions are too tempting to take risks.

Let's say that the opponent chose a very straightforward and sharp time to act. The only problem here is that Li Cang is at least 200 meters away from them, and the vertical drop is 200 meters - Li Cang is on the back of the Silver Ridge beast.

This is a very deadly height. Even if a large-scale long-range fire support strike is effective, it is very easy to affect friendly units. For close combat, it is an insurmountable natural barrier.

"Roar~"

Amid the roar, a pair of twin brothers painfully and hideously completed the transformation from flesh to mecha beasts. Their skin, or the seals that bound the various alloy wiring structures and bones under the skin, was torn. The whole process from the skinny hunchback dwarf image to the two-headed full-metal monster over ten meters tall took ten seconds.

Its two heads spewed out black and gray mottled dirty black smoke, and dozens of hollow cone structures on its back ejected explosive bombs wrapped with electric light. After exploding in the air, with black smoke as the curtain and background, it expanded and filled rapidly, quickly turning the area of ​​more than ten kilometers into a thick fog zone with free electric light.

Li Cang looked at his palm, which was close at hand. There were tiny pieces of electric light flowing on his fingertips, connecting with the thick fog that was as sticky as liquid. Then, three plasma balls about the size of ping-pong balls gradually approached with the tiny movement frequency of his fingertips, and then approached again--

Boom!

Quite a stupid and ridiculous sound effect. Two of the three cartoon-style plasma balls were silently annihilated during Li Cang's operation, but one of them exploded instantly, blooming with a temperature of thousands of degrees. The plasma storm was like a withering flower, pulling thousands of thunders from the thick fog, and on it were plasma balls of varying sizes like beads.

In just half a second, the energy of thousands of plasmas was released. The entire foggy area was like a stormy ocean, with raging waves disrupting everything. Every inch was completely different in color. The gorgeous flash without any transition would even make people feel a visual dislocation and weightlessness as if they were in the void.

Boom boom boom~

Dozens of hot melt bombs exploded on the back of the Silver Ridge beast, accurately blocking all of Li Cang's escape space. The shock wave of the explosion threw Li Cang out from the back of the Silver Bell beast, causing lightning flashes and explosions in the fog-covered area again.

Obviously, the plasma explosion in the dense fog area was only aimed at Li Cang. The greater his movement, the higher the energy level of the explosion.

Waiting for Li Cang at the foot of the Silver Ridge beast were dozens of servants of fate in various forms. Some of them were in corpse form and some were in beast form, but even those with relatively human-like bodies were nearly five meters tall.

Before Li Cang landed, the sharp teeth, claws, tentacles, and poisonous mist breath had already covered him.

"Now, it seems a little interesting."

Li Cang stretched out his hand and waved the big magic wand, which whistled out and quickly expanded to a length of ten meters. Like a solid cannonball, it blasted a pale calcium energy tide among the group of servants of fate.

Once in contact, the leakage of calcium energy is almost completely unstoppable, just like the dense fog can hinder Li Cang's vision, but it cannot isolate and shield the dual anchoring of bloodthirstiness and calcium sucking.

Bang~

Li Cang threw a punch at the void to the side, and a brilliant light suddenly burst out in the dense fog where nothing existed. A layer of force field membrane used for visual interference was shattered layer by layer on the person who came, and several important parts of the heavy metal armor on his body broke off.

The visitor was knocked backwards by this ordinary punch and flew dozens of meters away. The blood he vomited clearly marked his trajectory in mid-air. After landing, he struggled for a long time before he lifted his chest with the help of his companions. The armor was peeled off from the body, and there was a clear and complete fist mark on the inside of the breastplate, covered with blood.

"The heart and the spine are broken!"

The panicked voices of his teammates echoed in his gradually blurred hearing. This voice was so deafening that the guy instantly felt that all the power was being withdrawn from his body, and he spat out a big mouthful of organs again. Broken pieces of blood poured upwards.

"Help!"

"It doesn't work here, send it out, suture it first and then pray. This stupid bird has a tough life and can survive until the operation is completed!"

"Damn it, three-stage alienated bone alloy, punched like this?"

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, Li Cang's voice came from behind a servant of fate: "It's too late."

"WTF, how did he get here?"

"Why didn't there be a warning about the ionization field?"

"Damn it!"

To be more precise, it was a wolf-shaped alien beast with no lower limbs and an exposed vertebrae that Li Cang grabbed and held in his hand. There was an obvious depression on the front of its neck, which was painfully protruding and covered with bloodshot eyes. His eyeballs couldn't make any sound except saliva and blood flowing.

Boom~

The wolf-shaped servant of destiny smashed over like a big hammer, and the ground in the center of the crowd shook violently. Fierce foehn wind burst out of the ground like a volcano erupting. The foehn wind instantly ignited the wolf-shaped beast, making the burning of Isolaye no longer straight, but It is sprayed in a funnel shape.

Except for the unlucky injured who was temporarily incapacitated at the center of the foehn outbreak, everyone subconsciously leaned back, jumped out, and evaded. Just when they were thankful that their reactions were fast enough, strong winds hit their faces again, and the antelope hung its horns without a trace. The large magic wand that could be traced had already swept across their waists.

The sound of crackling bones, broken bones, internal organs gushing out and spitting mucus was so ferocious and evil. In the thick fog, it was as scary and oppressive as a ghost. The small group of seven people included the one whose heart and lungs were ripped out by Li Cang. At most, three of the unlucky people died, but the remaining four people never dared to show their faces again.

The first guy who was directly hit by the big magic wand was completely reduced to pieces. Even with the tenacious vitality of a walking zombie, there was no possibility of self-healing under the double pressure of Li Cang himself and the Silver Ridge behemoth.

The second indirect hit guy is still alive, but he looks even more miserable than his companions. After all, he maintains his basic human form but his intestines are sprayed all over the ground from the other side of his ribs. The splattering feeling is really quite impactful, very Like some abstract paintings that are incomprehensible.

This guy with a strong desire to survive was lying on his back, holding some kind of firearm tremblingly in one hand, and the other hand was still desperately stuffing his intestines into his stomach. The glass mask of the helmet was almost flooded with blood. His ears and facial features were bloody and bloody.

"Tsk~"

Someone showed a standard smile that was in line with social expectations, but this indifferent smile appeared on his face at this moment, and when the other person saw it, he suddenly felt like a god of death holding a sickle while drawing lots from a small jar. The absurdity of baring his teeth at you is a kind of horror that even the most extreme villain cannot create.

Li Cang raised his head slightly and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, scarlet life energy surged out of the opponent's body like an explosion and merged into his nose.

"No no."

"Everything said on the forum is true, it's all true."

"Villain!"

"devil!"

"You devil!"

No matter how stupid the opponent is, he still knows what this is. He is waving his hands randomly in an attempt to gather his life bar and grab it again, but this move is undoubtedly in vain.

The next second, the sound stopped suddenly.

He wasn't the only one. At the same time, there was a commotion in the thick fog. There were at least dozens of voices flying away rapidly in different directions. Listening to the sound of footsteps and the sound of flying flying through the air, they probably didn't even look back.

Li Cang frowned, conveying a melancholy and handsome temperament, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "What kind of villain? It's all rumors and slander!"

Yes.

Li Cang firmly believes that what he does is moral, in line with social expectations, and a standard positive character. How can it be related to the fictitious vocabulary of villains? The world is already so cold, why bother to forcefully occupy us? The living space of Your Excellency the Great Priest?