God-level Agent System

Holy City, Holy See.

In that secret room, Feng Yuanzheng sat cross-legged beside the hanging coffin of cold ice, closed his eyes and performed the exercises, fusing the **** of killing in his body at the fastest speed.

Since the Supreme Realm cannot lift the curse in Yuanyuan's body, then he strives to enter the Divine Realm as soon as possible!

If the divine realm can't lift the curse, then he will kill all the people in the world and bury Yuanyuan!

It's just that even if he has exhausted all his strength, the speed of the Godhead is still very slow. To give a rough estimate, he has only merged the Godhead by more than one-fifth so far.

"No, this progress is too slow, I have to think of other ways."

Feng Yuanzheng opened his eyes and whispered to himself.

In the palace of the gods, for the first time to swallow the godhead into his body, Feng Yuanzheng merged one-tenth of the godhead in a short time and stepped into the supreme realm in one fell swoop.

In the hot capital of the East, under Feng Yuanzheng's bloodthirsty, in just ten minutes, the gods merged rapidly, and nearly one-tenth was merged by Feng Yuanzheng.

When the 16 martial arts experts sent by several major Western powers were killed instantly by Feng Yuanzheng, the gods also merged quickly for an instant, and the degree of integration reached one percent.

But Feng Yuanzheng had worked hard for so long just now, but the fusion godhead has not even reached one percent!

The contrast is obvious!

"Larry, the holy city is already surrounded by the army, isn't it?"

Feng Yuanzheng sat on the ground without moving, and asked without looking back.

Larry O'Neill, who was guarding the door, immediately replied: "Yes, the holy city has been surrounded by the army, but for some reason, they show no signs of attacking."

He has been using his own domain to pay attention to the movement within 10 kilometers, naturally and clearly knowing that they have been surrounded by a large number of troops.

"Huh, this is the Holy See, do they dare to move the bricks and tiles here?" Feng Yuanzheng sneered and said mockingly: "They are going to do this, and William Aldington will not give their skins when they come back. Grilled?"

Anthony Fast smiled bitterly and said: "The president is wise, as long as we stay here, they will either send martial arts powerhouses in for a surprise attack, or they can only wait outside obediently, and never dare to bombard them with big guns."

"That's good, we don't have to kill." Larry O'Neill said with a sigh.

"What a shit!" Feng Yuanzheng stood up with a cry and said coldly: "You two stay here, I'll kill them all!"

When the voice fell, he turned and rushed out of the secret room and flew outside the Holy See.

Larry O'Neill and Anthony Fast looked at each other, and both saw a heavy worry in each other's eyes.

They knew that the president's going out this time would be another bloodthirsty journey. Although they didn't want to see this happening, they could do nothing about it.

After flying out of the Holy See, Feng Yuanzheng saw the army stationed around the holy city in mid-air. A rough estimate is that the number of these troops is more than 30,000.

"Haha, finally let me kill it!"

Feng Yuanzheng looked up to the sky with a long roar, and his body slew like an arrow from the string towards the place where the army was stationed. A **** storm was set off wherever he went.

"DaDaDaDaDa"

"Boom boom boom boom boom"

At this moment, guns were blasted, and the gunpowder was full of smoke!

In the temporary headquarters, the generals of the four-nation coalition had extremely solemn faces. They had already seen what happened on the scene through satellite images.

Although the figure of Feng Yuanzheng was not visible, the fragments of soldiers fell down, and fragments of armored vehicles and tanks were split in half or knocked out. This scene still deeply shocked them.

"Is this the power of the top martial arts expert?"

"Sure enough, the modern army is not an opponent of the martial arts powerhouse!"

"How is the nuclear bomb placement?" the French general asked, turning around.

"The nuclear bomb has been delivered to the designated location and can be detonated at any time!" the adjutant replied.

"Okay, send a squadron of hummingbirds to lead the opponent to the Mediterranean, fast!" The French general waved fiercely.

"Yes!" The adjutant took the order and left.

The Hummingbird Squadron is the most elite fighter squadron in France. It consists of 12 Rafale fighters. Each pilot is an elite of the elite. It is not too much to say that it is an ace.

The Rafale fighter can reach a maximum flight speed of Mach 1.8, and its "Skap EG" cruise missile air-to-surface missile can have a maximum range of 400 kilometers and a cruise speed of Mach 0.8.

Taking into account the extraordinary speed of the KB members, the Hummingbird Squadron can choose to launch the "Scarp EG" cruise missile at 300 kilometers away to attract the other's attention.

As long as the KB elements are attracted by the Hummingbird Squadron, they can lead the KB elements to the nuclear bomb placement site in the Mediterranean, and detonate the nuclear bomb at that time... Even if these KB elements have great abilities, they will be blown to ashes!

The area of ​​the holy city is only 0.4 square kilometers. More than 30,000 troops are stationed around such a small city, which shows how dense the troops are.

When Feng Yuanzheng was on the rise, hundreds of soldiers were killed with a single sword attack, and dozens of various armors were destroyed.

Just like in Rejing, Feng Yuanzheng's body was once again shrouded in blood mist, his pupils were glowing with dazzling scarlet, and the killing gods were rapidly fusing.

At this speed of integration, as long as Feng Yuanzhen slaughtered all the troops here, he could at least integrate the slaughter godhead to 50%!

Thinking of this result, Feng Yuanzheng was even more intent to kill!

Just as Feng Yuanzheng cleared an area and was about to move to the next area, the sound of a sonic boom suddenly came from high in the distance.

Feng Yuanzheng sneered, and without looking back, he cut a sword at the place where the sound came from.

Suddenly, a golden sword with a length of nearly one thousand meters and a width of ten meters whizzed away.

A few seconds later, a series of huge explosions came from a distance, and one after another "fireworks" burst into the sky!

"Damn it, what is that?!"

"Is it a high-tech weapon? That's too fast, faster than a missile!"

"Oh my God, I suddenly felt that this plan could not be successful."

The generals of the four-nation coalition in the headquarters were all stunned by the scene just now, and they all paled in exclamation.

Only the French general who proposed this plan did not show a panic. He directly ordered the Hummingbird Squadron: "Don't fall in love, turn around and fly to the designated place!"

After giving the order, he sneered and said to the generals: "The task of the Hummingbird Squadron is only to attract the opponent's attention, not to annihilate them. Now that the goal of the Hummingbird Squadron has been achieved, the next step is to see if the other party has taken the bait. ."

As soon as this remark came out, a group of generals immediately reacted and praised the French generals for being wise.

The French general smiled triumphantly, then looked at the big screen and said: "Everyone, it's not the time to be happy, let's watch the next performance of the Hummingbird Squadron."

The generals nodded and turned their eyes to the big screen.

At this moment, it can be clearly seen on the big screen that the Hummingbird Squadron has turned around and flew towards the Mediterranean.

Just as the Hummingbird Squadron was about to reach the edge of the Mediterranean, a golden light flashed, and the 12 Rafale fighters turned into fireballs...

The needle suddenly dropped in the command center!