I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 273 The protagonist always appears at critical moments (4.1k)

Ning Jian got up from the ground and looked at the empty space that was already in ruins. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.

The fog was slowly gathering, but the twilight was fading, and the sun broke through the night sky from the middle. It was like an invisible giant hand cracked the egg shells surrounding them from the outside, allowing them to see the light again.

The space is broken and they are returning to the real world.

Everything that once existed in the unreal space is collapsing and overturning, the wood is rotting, the ivy is withering, and the weeds are dying in patches.

Only the chapel, which had long been involved in the space turbulence and was left with only ruins, remained unchanged. After taking a look at the members of the Abnormality Bureau who were still alive, Ning Jian thought that it was probably time to escape. The only trouble was It's the snipers behind him.

As for Bian Xuan, if he guessed correctly, this woman had been injured before, and she had used this wave of abilities, so she had no power to stop him. She was probably gasping for air on some balcony now.

Among the assaulters who followed him and rushed into the chapel, few were alive. Only the woman named Tu Lian was left, who probably still had some fighting ability.

Even if there is any obstruction, he still has a hostage here.

Glancing at Tu Lian, who was struggling to get up from the rubble, Ning Jian turned his gaze to Leonardo, who was in shock beside him, and then slowly moved his gaze to the knight's sword who was still held in this guy's arms.

To a certain extent, this is an extremely powerful extraordinary item. In the hands of the divine envoy, it is an existence similar to a power guide, allowing it to carry out long-range attacks. If this thing is given to someone A person with extraordinary abilities in the fire department would probably be a big killer.

However, consider this a trophy for Leonardo, another proof of saving the world.

Ah.
He was about to smile, but found that the sword seemed to be still active.

It stands to reason that once the user is lost, extraordinary items will quickly go silent. They should look no different from ordinary items. Leonardo does not have abilities related to fire, so he shouldn't be able to activate this item.
"careful!"

Tu Lian, who was searching for his companions in the ruins in the distance, suddenly widened his eyes and shouted.

Because on the ruins of the chapel, the entire space is distorting. Unlike Taotie's effect, the space is not distorted in a whirlpool, but surging like a heat wave.
The space is boiling!
In just a moment, Tu Lian screamed in pain and backed away, because her exposed skin was severely burned in an instant.

Ning Jian, who was standing further away, looked at this scene in shock, while Leonardo beside him murmured what he wanted to say.

"Wo Zhuo. Is this okay?"

The boundary between void and reality was melted. A hand made of lava grabbed this unstable boundary, melted and expanded it little by little, and finally stepped out. When the iron boots stepped on the dead grass again, Only then did Ning Jian see the miserable appearance of the divine envoy just now.

The heavy helmet was gone, and the breastplate was torn to only a small half. Also missing was the right half of the arm armor, completely exposing the body that was previously hidden under the heavy armor.

It was a muscular body similar to that of a human being, but the shell was made of lava instead of flesh and blood.

At this moment, a large amount of magma is continuously flowing down from the exposed parts of the body outside the armor, slowly dripping down to the ground along the fingertips, or spreading along the legs to the grass. On his face was a ferocious expression of extreme anger.

"Oops."

Ning Jian's expression couldn't help but look ugly.

What made his expression even more distorted was that the other party actually pulled the throne back from the turbulence in space.

When the throne returned again, the collapsed space did not recover, but led to a worse situation.

If the previous space was an egg shell surrounding them, and the throne's influence was still within the egg shell, then now, after losing the egg shell, the throne begins to affect reality.

Pale ashes began to fall from the sky. The originally sunny sky seemed to have been drained of color little by little. Instead of becoming gloomy, it became monotonous and gray.

The divine envoy also spoke with a hoarse voice, gloomily.

"The sins you have committed can only be repaid by destruction."

It was like a death sentence for them.

According to the current situation, there is really no difference.

"What should I do now? He seems very angry. The key is, I still hold his sword."

Looking at the angel gnashing his teeth in the distance, Leonardo didn't even move in order to attract as little attention as possible. His whole body was stiff and he carefully popped out these words from between his teeth and asked.

Hearing this, Ning Jian's eyes twitched.

What a good question.
He wants to know too!And this sword must not be thrown away. If it falls into the opponent's hands again, he will not even have a chance to escape. But if nothing happens, this sword should be the opponent's first target, Wo Zhuo!

Ning Jian's eyes widened and he forced his tired and unrecovered body to move.

Because the divine envoy on the opposite side had already rushed towards him and kicked him into a gourd on the ground.

Leonardo, who was barely able to react, was shocked, and his last reaction was to decisively move the sword away. Sooner or later, it would be snatched away in his hand, one second earlier and one second later. It's just a matter, but if he throws it out, saying less can delay time, and this also caused him to incur the wrath of the divine envoy, who punched him and immediately made his vision black.

Done
Looking at the angel who turned to run towards the sword, and then looked at Leonardo lying on the ground, sleeping like a baby, Ning Jian didn't want to do anything anymore. He grabbed Leonardo on the ground and turned towards the dormitory building behind. As he ran away, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Officer Bian! Sister Bian! Auntie! Are you still alive? Say something!"

"what?"

The pale Bian Xuan slowly stood up from a balcony upstairs, holding on to the wall. Her voice was no different from Qi Ruowusi, but her eyes were still staring at him energetically.

"Use your ability again and I will buy you time."

Seeing Bian Xuan like this, Ning Jian also realized that he was forcing others to do something difficult, but this was the last chance to risk his life.

If this trouble is not solved here, the entire city will be destroyed and the entire world will encounter a huge crisis.

"Okay." Bian Xuan gritted his teeth and agreed.

Ning Jian also threw Leonardo aside, who had been dragging him, to avoid accidental injury or mishap, and once again began to draw strength, but this time it was not the soldier master, but the master of the surrounding mist.

"Huh?" Looking at the dark vortex that appeared in the sky again, the envoy immediately set his sights on the dormitory building in the distance. When he saw the pale woman, who continued to insist on releasing his power, he immediately became angry. He swung the long sword he had just received, and flames quickly gathered at the tip of the sword.

A pillar of fire that was even more terrifying than before spurted out from the tip of the sword and headed straight for the dormitory building. With just one blow, he could purify the annoying criminals.

But the surrounding fog also surged, gathering crazily towards the front of the building until it hit the pillar of fire.
The two forces offset and erode each other until one can no longer support it.

"Oh, it only takes one minute."

Ning Jian, who tried his best to control the mist, sighed, looked at the pillar of fire that completely enveloped him, and closed his eyes silently.

When the mist was so thin that it was almost invisible, the fire pillar penetrated it without any suspense, poured into the dormitory building behind, and turned it into a pile of ruins without any suspense.

After finishing all this, the divine envoy looked at the collapsed dormitory building, with a smile of satisfaction finally appearing on his face. He turned around and easily defeated Tu Lian who was trying to blow up the throne with a grenade, and snatched the grenade away. , allowing the grenade to explode in his hands, and after easily absorbing the flames without any damage, he looked contemptuously at Tu Lian, who was stunned on the ground, and mocked: "You ridiculous sinner, you actually try to use such despicable means. , ruining the parade? That’s the end of your ridiculous offensive behavior.”

As he spoke, he stepped on the woman and raised his sword, intending to kill the woman.

"Cough, cough, cough."

In the ruins, Bian Xuan came back to her senses from the spin when the building collapsed. She was choked by smoke and coughed for a while, but she couldn't care about this little trouble, because through the smoke and dust stirred up by the collapse, she could see far away. After what happened to Chu Tu Lian, she had to do something.

But just as she was about to get up, she felt a sharp pain in her calf. When she looked back, she saw that a steel bar had penetrated her calf, and was connected to a huge piece of concrete at the end. The extraordinary physical fitness made her calf look... It was bloody, but it wasn't too bad. The bleeding had even stopped. It would only take some time to recover, and it wouldn't even leave a scar. She just had to pull it out.

But now, time is what she lacks most.

There must be something that can save Tu Lian. She searched hard around her until she saw an anti-material rifle that happened to fall next to it. The alchemy bullets inside were made for hunting the family members. Dangerous items may not be a big deal to a being like the Divine Envoy, but it should still give Tu Lian a chance.

She gritted her teeth, ignoring the tearing pain in her legs, and tried her best to reach out in that direction.

near near
The originally healed wound on her leg was torn open again, and blood began to drip from the wound. To be precise, she could no longer feel her leg.

But Bian Xuan doesn't care at all, she just wants the gun!
The hand she stretched out desperately was almost touching the dusty anti-material rifle, and her fingertips could already feel the coolness of the gun's metallic luster.

Almost, almost!
Suddenly, a leather shoe stepped on the gun.

who? !who is it? !

Bian Xuan suddenly felt an uncontrollable anger igniting in her heart. She wanted to tear the owner of this foot alive!
But when she looked up, she was stunned.

The visitor had a faint smile on his face, raised his hand to gently hold the deerstalker hat on his head, and said hello to her in an extremely disrespectful and cynical tone.

"Hey, hello, Officer Bian, it looks like you are in need of help."

"A?!"

She called out the name of the person in disbelief. She didn't understand why the person appeared here at this moment. Could it be that she
"The protagonist always has to step in to save the world at the most critical moment."

While talking in a joking tone, A lightly hooked the rifle with his foot, easily picked it up, held it in his hand, pulled the bolt, loaded the gun, and fired, all in one go. The whole action seemed to have been rehearsed countless times. , so proficient that he doesn’t even need to aim.

The bullet also hit the divine envoy in the distance, causing him to stumble as he was about to execute Tu Lian and stab him sideways.

Rather than saying it was luck, Bian Xuan, who was watching this scene, preferred to call it a carefully prepared shot. Even the position of the shot was carefully controlled. If it was just an inch off, the messenger would stumble and be gone. It doesn't necessarily mean that the thorn is crooked.

But A's entire set of actions, from pulling the bolt to shooting, didn't take even a second.

If someone told her that it was aimed at, then she would definitely let that guy bask in the sun and let his brain dry out, lest the mess inside wouldn't make sense.

But now, she felt that her mind should be a mess.

What's even more outrageous is that this guy threw the gun away after firing it without even looking at it. It seemed that he had already made a plan. After throwing the gun, he smoothly pulled out the gun from the cane. With the long sword, he walked towards the divine envoy.

She was dumbfounded by these flowing movements.

The divine envoy who was shot was no longer so calm. The anger of being interrupted again made him almost run away. He turned around and swung a pillar of fire, and roared and asked: "Who is it?!"

But the identity of the visitor still stunned him.

"We meet again, Lord Envoy~"

The man wearing a long black trench coat and a hateful smile said as he waved the long sword in his hand and split the pillar of fire.
"Why is it you? And that sword in your hand."

When the divine envoy was stunned, he also noticed that the sword in the opponent's hand seemed different from the last time they fought. But what really puzzled him was why the opponent wanted to stop him. With the opponent's identity, could it be that... Shouldn't we hope that the world will be as chaotic as possible?
Or.
Glancing at the throne behind him, he ignored Tu Lian who took the opportunity to distance himself, took a step across and blocked the throne, and looked at the man who was walking slowly with a gloomy expression.

However, the other party did not rush over directly. Instead, he stopped in front of the ruins, looked down at the corpse at his feet, and said jokingly: "Old friend, what about the adventure we agreed on?" Lying on the ground?"

"Cough cough."

The seemingly lifeless corpse on the ground suddenly coughed twice, struggled to make a sound, and complained: "You guys, you really deserve to die for coming so late."

"No way, this is the best result."

"Oh, you can always see it. How many times has it been?"

"I didn't count." Wu Shuang smiled and stretched out his hand.

The charred corpse on the ground also raised his hand, without complaining or asking about the result, he just asked: "Are you okay?"

"Fortunately."

Wu Shuang pulled up this guy who was already like a friend, put a white glove into his hand, and said seriously: "This will be the last time."

(End of this chapter)