I killed the film and television world

Chapter 462 Super Tornado
The scene outside the window made the already desperate crowd feel even more frightened.

The police officer was also completely stunned.

His face turned pale instantly:
Damn, how come so many angels of death appear!

This number is really astonishing!
Just looking at it inside makes people feel like they are suffering from claustrophobia, and it makes people get goose bumps all over the floor.

During this time, some people in the crowd inevitably exclaimed and cried out in fear.

This scene also made the others feel even more desperate.

However, those groups of angels of death seemed to completely ignore all prey and just climbed upwards wantonly.

It was as if there was something deadly on the rooftop that was attracting them.

The police officer looked confused: What on earth happened up there?
……

It was not until a long time later that the group of angels of death on the glass curtain wall gradually began to thin out.

Through the gaps in the light that was already visible.

Finally, one of the police officers noticed that on another building far away, there was still an Angel of Death coming straight from more than a hundred meters away...

Fly, fly over here? !
The police officer rubbed his eyes vigorously, looked carefully again, and was shocked to find that his previous thoughts were wrong.

That's not flying at all!
To be precise, it was thrown over from a distance by another angel of death.

On the top floor of another building a long way away.

The angels of death were leveraging each other's strength and throwing their counterparts from the other end directly from more than a hundred meters away!

It was like a cannonball, and finally it hit the building heavily.

The wall collapsed in an instant, leaving large cracks.

The glass curtain wall was cracked one after another.

When the police officer noticed this moment, there was even more surprise in his eyes:

These alien creatures actually know how to cooperate with each other!

That is to say, they are not a wild, solitary species.

But they are intelligent creatures that live in groups.

Perhaps, it does not have the same flexible thinking ability as humans, but it can definitely no longer be regarded as a single terrifying creature.

As the situation became worse, the police officers became more and more anxious.

What on earth is written on the roof?
Just as he was getting anxious, under the glass curtain wall, in the gradually widening field of vision, suddenly, a black shadow flying down from a great height appeared in the sky.

Colleagues were somewhat stunned: "Is that... the Angel of Death?"

After hearing this, the others also looked over subconsciously.

The falling black shadow, accompanied by heavy rain and countless hail, completely fell under the city.

There were only a few ripples in the blue and cold sea, and then no more splashes.

In a flash, his gaze completely sank beneath the remaining water.

This scene slightly startled those who noticed it.

But when I looked up again, I made an even more shocking discovery.

At this time, the sky seemed to be dropping dumplings. Large numbers of dark angels of death were being sunk from the sky to the bottom of the water below.

One by one, one by one...

More and more thin figures of angels of death climbed up faster and more densely than before, as if they were completely knocked down from the sky by something.

This scene was really too shocking. It was as if the angel of death was falling from the sky instead of hail.

It only took a dozen breaths from beginning to end.

The angels of death that had just been climbing across the border in dense numbers suddenly fell from the sky like a rainstorm.

Soon, some angels of death could no longer bear it.

There were faint signs of actively climbing down to escape.

Just when I was passing the floor below, I heard some panicked voices from inside the glass curtain wall.

These angels of death, who had not paid any attention to their prey when they came, gradually stopped while running away.

The police officers were still lamenting the jaw-dropping situation in the sky.

But then, the angel of death outside the window suddenly turned his head.

Immediately, the breathing of everyone in the field seemed to stop at that moment.

Several police officers subconsciously took out their guns and swallowed nervously, but they had no choice but to stand at the front.

Although they had witnessed Song Ren killing an angel of death before, when they really had to face it themselves, they couldn't help but feel a little numb.

Bang!
The angel of death blew open a glass curtain wall, and the pieces of armor on its head floated up slightly. Crystal clear saliva hung on its sharp upper and lower rows of fangs.

The mantis, which originally looked skinny and bony, now gave people a more ferocious visual impact.

Several police officers could not bear the pressure and opened fire on the spot.

The magazine was emptied again in a short time.

However, the angel of death was not only safe and sound, but his mouth was grinning even more wantonly. As his body leaned forward, his long forelimbs spread out three sharp claws.

Boom!
Amid the pale faces of everyone present, the Angel of Death suddenly waved his claws and leaped into the air!
Before long screams of fear erupted from the crowd below.

Suddenly, a loud bang exploded from the floor above.

The ceiling shattered with a loud bang, and Song Ren was pressing down on the special angel of death.

From the highest rooftop, it shattered several floors in succession and finally landed back on the viewing area on the hundredth floor.

The half-lying body was holding the bald head of the special angel with one hand.

The pitch-black aura of the trance was still lingering around, boiling like hot steam.

This scene frightened the Angel of Death who was about to start the massacre and stopped.

Even the other people on the floor looked at Song Ren in surprise.

At this moment, in the eyes of too many people, he was as perfect as a superhero in the movies.

Everyone had experienced too many ups and downs in their moods this time, and now when they saw Song Ren again, they suddenly felt inexplicably excited.

There is no longer any fear as before, only longing and desire.

Someone in the crowd was brave enough to ask Song Ren for help.

But Song Ren, who was crouching down, suddenly crushed the bald upper half of the special angel's head.

The meat splatters!

All that was left of the special angel was the lower half of his head covered in sharp teeth.

Those who were about to speak, upon seeing this scene, swallowed back the words that were about to be shouted out.

Song Ren straightened his back and glanced at the angel of death not far away. He immediately trembled a little.

This feeling comes from the most instinctive stress response of living things.

The angel of death was like a cat with its fur standing on end. The armor on its forehead was involuntarily lifted up, and its thin and hunched body was arched high with great effort.

As if trying to save face, he bared his fangs with hostility.

However, its body involuntarily shrank into the corner.

This extremely obvious expression of fear left the rest of the people in the observation deck stunned.

We haven't even started fighting with it yet, and the alien creature is already so scared?
Just now, it was extremely ferocious, as if it wanted to kill everyone present. But...

Song Ren took the initiative to take a step towards him.

The next moment, the angel of death suddenly turned around, smashed the glass curtain wall next to it, and jumped out!

But just as it jumped out, it was swallowed up in an instant by the super tornado that followed.

Everyone in the floor was stunned.

Was that ferocious alien creature just now scared to death?

and many more……

Now doesn't seem to be the time to think about it.

Everyone looked out the glass window stiffly.

The super tornado that was big enough to cover the sky and the sun was now within easy reach.

The incoming strong wind suddenly shattered all the doors and windows to pieces.

The hurricane passed through the damaged walls and blew all the people on the floor all over the place.

Some people were even unable to dodge and were swept out of the window, disappearing in the super tornado in an instant.

Hiding in the innermost corner, the tourists were also trembling with fear.

He held tightly onto something to steady his body, closed his eyes in despair, and kept muttering prayers.

Song Ren was standing quite close to the super tornado.

When he went up to the rooftop before, he determined the movement trajectory of the super tornado.

It was within his expectations that it had now rolled to a place not far ahead.

Take a deep breath and hold your arms up in front of you.

Yufeng!

Although I have never paid much attention to the talent of controlling the wind, it is naturally impossible to use it to resist a natural disaster of this scale.

But if we can slightly change the trajectory of the super tornado, it should be possible...

Song Ren wasn't sure whether he could do it.

It's just that there are too many people in this building.

All he had to do was to do his best.

When Song Ren's talent for controlling the wind collided with the strangling force of the super tornado with all his strength, the unimaginable and powerful impact forced his feet to move backwards continuously.

The ground had been plowed into two deep grooves by Song Ren's tiptoeing feet.

But this level of defense seems to be better than nothing.

It seems that One World Trade Center can no longer be saved.

Some of the people behind him noticed Song Ren's slightly strange behavior.

However, more people are completely overwhelmed by despair and no longer want to speak out.

Song Ren's heart beat violently. He withdrew one hand, bit his fingertips, and used the blood from his fingertips to write Taoist magic all over his arm.

Then switch hands and do the same on the other arm.

With expertise in Taoism, enchantments are used to increase innate power.

With the blessing of both, the strength of the wind-controlling talent has been greatly increased to a certain extent.

But it's still a drop in the bucket.

The super tornado pushed Song Ren's body and continued to move backwards.

The strong wind blew most of the World Trade Center building into pieces!
Some people who were kneeling on the ground praying in complete despair were instantly swept into the strong hurricane amid their sorrowful wails and disappeared without a trace.

By the end, almost everyone on the floor was in despair.

The super tornado has cut off more than half of the World Trade Center and is still moving, constantly crushing this landmark building that is more than 500 meters tall.

Song Ren stood silently in the front, he was not good at saving people.

Suddenly, I felt the tremendous force of the super tornado's propulsion suddenly begin to slow down.

To be precise, it was after it began to shift slightly.

The almost unbearable force of the direct collision gradually began to decrease bit by bit.

Although the super tornado subsequently cut off a small half of the building, it eventually moved in other directions.

There was only heavy rain all over the sky, mixed with hailstones as big as bowls, still baptizing the ruined World Trade Center.

As the cold air blew in, the water stains on Song Ren's clothes began to freeze.

Inside the building, most of the people who had closed their eyes and prayed continuously seemed to feel the disappearance of the hurricane and slowly opened their eyes.

As expected, the super tornado that covered the sky and the sun was never seen again. For a moment, everyone felt extremely complicated.

Many people even cried with joy:

"Alive, we survived! We survived!"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

"Damn it, I'm afraid I'll never forget what happened!"

Even the police officer was muttering, "God! Did you hear the prayers of the believers?"

Song Ren brushed off the filth on his body and turned around and said, "I don't know whether God heard it or not, but I think he heard it."

The police officer looked up and looked at Song Ren with great surprise. His expression changed from initial confusion to excitement: "First, sir, were you the one who saved us just now?"

Song Ren glanced at him and said, "It's a bit too optimistic to say that he was rescued now."

Not to mention that this tornado is far from over.

Just the unprecedented ultra-low temperature that is about to come after the tornado is something that even Song Ren cannot do anything to help.

Especially now that One World Trade Center has been destroyed into such a terrible state, it would be wishful thinking to think of hiding here to keep warm.

At this stage, the temperature has begun to drop, and there is deep water below due to the remnants of the tsunami. It would be very difficult to move to other intact buildings even if one wanted to.

However, these things are not what Song Ren should consider.

Doing your best will bring you peace of mind.

Song Ren was ready to leave here and find a more reliable place alone.

The police officer seemed to understand what he meant and quickly said, "Sir, please wait a moment."

"Ok?"

"Sir, the intelligence information you mentioned earlier is of great benefit to us, or to the entire world. Mr. President is ready to ask you in detail."

Song Ren paused for a moment after hearing this and said, "No need. I have already told you all the information I know. If there is more, I don't know much."

After that, he said no more.

He leaped outward and instantly jumped into the air.

Looking back, what came into view was One World Trade Center with two-thirds of its building volume cut off.

This skyscraper, which is more than 500 meters high, has now lost most of its structure, leaving only the remains of dilapidated walls, exposed furniture, steel bars, and faces as pale as paper.

The scene was truly shocking.

(End of this chapter)