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Fang Qian: "Help, gentlemen, please help!"

Fang Qian: "The cult I am in has been surrounded by the Holy See of Light, and they have sent out paladins to strangle us completely!"

Wei Ningshuang: "Why haven't you separated from the evil cult yet?"

Fang Qian: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Sister Wei, please understand! I joined in the first place because I could be protected without identification."

Fang Gan: "Who knew that cult groups are easy to come in and hard to come out. I have been looking for opportunities to leave, but I haven't found one."

Han Feiyu: "Ah, is the situation quite critical?"

Fang Qian: "It's more than just a crisis! The Holy Knights of the Holy See Branch of Light all started out as three-ring magicians, and they are extremely tyrannical."

Fang Qian: "And the strongest leader of our sect is only a second-level magician. The two are not on the same level at all."

Zhang Fan: "Your religious order is too rubbish, isn't it? The strongest is a second-level magician."

Fang Gan: "Boss, stop joking. The world I travel through is different from the world you travel through. Magic knowledge is monopolized."

Fang Gan: "I have to rely on the sign-in system to become a first-ring magician. Ordinary people will never have access to magic knowledge in their entire lives."

Zhang Fan: "It's a scary world, but fortunately, the strange world of martial arts can run rampant in the world as long as there is money."

Han Feiyu: "Fortunately, I joined the Zhenmagic Division, and I have a staff, so I don't have to worry about eating and drinking."

Wei Ningshuang: "Fortunately, I am the president of the company and am worth millions."

Wang Teng: "Fortunately, I am a master of the inner sect, and I am sought after by others."

Su Yan: "Fortunately, I have the sponsorship of Lu Yuan, and I will soon join the female cultivator's sect, and practice martial arts steadily."

The constant scrolling comments on the chat group interface made Fang Gan almost cry.

The adjudication office of the Holy See of Light would rather kill ten thousand people by mistake than let a single cultist go.

Fang Gan could even imagine the scene where he was put on the guillotine.

Fang Gan: "Everyone, don't be joking. I have heard the sound of fighting outside the sect. Is there anything I can do to help?"

Wei Ningshuang: "..."

Wei Ningshuang: "My Dragon King City World only has money, do you want it?"

Han Feiyu: "I have an alloy sword issued by the Demon Suppressing Division. Do you want it?"

Zhang Fan: "I have a martial art, do you want it?"

Su Yan: "Well, I need to keep my black claws for self-defense, and I still have two bullets left."

Wang Teng: "I have some low-level talismans here, but they need spiritual power to activate them, and they are just a pile of waste paper for you."

No one in the entire chat group could give proper help.

Wan Kun opened the chat interface and saw this scene, feeling refreshed.

Wan Kun: "Tsk tsk tsk, old group member, it seems that you have to go first."

The gloating tone made other group members feel a little uncomfortable.

Sith: "I have Black Claw sponsored by Boss Lu Yuan, and now I still have six bullets, so there is no danger for now, Boss, why don't you?"

Fang Qian: "I want it!"

Immediately afterwards, Sith sent an exclusive red envelope.

Wan Kun grinned as he watched, and his left arm, which was bandaged by the two hunters, ached again.

Wang Teng: "Speaking of which, you can ask boss Lu Yuan for help, but the boss doesn't seem to be paying attention to the chat group now."

Han Feiyu: "Maybe he is busy doing experiments."

Zhang Fan: "I think the life of a boss should be simple and unpretentious enjoyment."

Su Yan: "Hmph, the boss is not so depraved."

Wei Ningshuang: "I agree."

In fact, Lu Yuan's life was depraved.

After secretary Tong Rui ordered the researchers of the research institute to open the gene lock project, she and Lu Yuan have been together all the time.

It was not until after a lot of tossing that Lu Yuan opened the chat group.

Wan Kun: "Hmph, what a boss, it's just your flattery."

Wan Kun: "It's just a low-level doomsday world. When I become a fighting sect and tear the void, you will all be scum."

Since you are not welcomed by the group members, just let yourself go.

Wan Kun directly opened the map gun without hesitation, and output fiercely.

Lu Yuan: "???"

[Lu Yuan sent Fang Gan's exclusive red envelope, do you accept it? 】

Fang Gan: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, I'm finally waiting for you."

Fang Gan from Western Fantasy Magic World hurriedly opened the exclusive red envelope.

Wei Ningshuang: "What did Boss Lu Yuan support?"

Wang Teng: "Looking at the screen online."

Han Feiyu: "I'm a little curious."

Zhang Fan: "It's definitely not an ordinary weapon."

After a moment of silence, Fang Gan commented excitedly.

Fang Qian: "Oh my god, Boss Lu Yuan is so awesome. He has individual cloud explosive bombs and one-time space compression properties."

Everyone in the chat group couldn't help but ooze a drop of sweat when they heard the words.

Wei Ningshuang: "Cloud bomb? Is it the cloud bomb I thought about?"

Han Feiyu: "Sub-nuclear weapon cloud bomb, is it so big?"

Wang Teng: "I'm sorry, Boss Lu Yuan, I asked you to help him get out of danger, not to help him destroy the Paladins."

Zhang Fan: "I'll report it, it's cheating. (Manually funny)"

Su Yan: "Mengxin is trembling."

Sith: "Mengxin is trembling.".

Chapter 8 Sub-nuclear weapons, sweeping the audience

Wei Ningshuang: "Sub-nuclear weapons refer to weapons of mass destruction that are not nuclear weapons but are second only to nuclear weapons in terms of killing and destructive power."

Wei Ningshuang: "However, I have never seen this series of individual cloud bombs. Is this a new series developed by Mr. Lu Yuan?"

Wang Teng: "It must be newly developed. How can normal individual cloud bombs be equipped with one-time space compression technology?"

Han Feiyu: "I would like to ask, is the apocalyptic world of Mr. Lu Yuan really a lower world?"

Zhang Fan: "It doesn't look like it. I can understand it by studying Izumo bombs, but the one-time space compression technology is beyond the scope."

Su Yan: "Boss Fang Gan, start the live broadcast! I want to see the destructive power of the individual cloud explosive bomb developed by boss Lu Yuan."

Sith: "+1"

When Fang Gan heard this, he immediately turned on the live broadcast function of the chat group.

Under the dark night, the stars are dim.

In the distant night, you can faintly see the flames splashing, and the golden light sprinkled on the world, which is the magic of the Holy See.

Fang Gan was hiding in the corner, holding a personal rocket launcher in his hand. Its appearance bore no resemblance to a cloud bomb.

Lu Yuan: "I suggest you choose a suitable place and use space compression technology, so it looks like a rocket launcher."

Lu Yuan: "When it is actually launched, the power may be beyond imagination, and the high temperature emitted will reach [-] degrees Celsius."

Lu Yuan: "The speed of high temperature diffusion is close to more than 2000 meters per second. Once swept by the explosion, suffocation will occur."

Lu Yuan: "The basis of space compression technology is the spatial abilities of superpowers. I have only scratched the surface of it."

Su Yan: "Boss Lu Yuan, what is compressed by this space compression technology?"

Lu Yuan: "Because the space technology developed is unstable, the number of the simplest cloud bombs has been reduced."

Lu Yuan: "Just pull the trigger and it will fire [-] cloud bombs in a row, and it can't be stopped halfway."

hiss--

Everyone present could not help but gasp.

It is not without reason that cloud bombs are called subnuclear weapons.

It will not pollute, but its lethality is exceptionally astonishing. The only flaw is that it is extremely inhumane and cruel.

Once you step into the coverage area of ​​a cloud bomb, even if you are not burned to death by the high temperature, you will die of suffocation due to lack of oxygen.

It was unimaginable that Lu Yuan could even take out such a weapon casually.

Is this a lower world he's talking about?

Wang Teng in the world of cultivation thought silently, how long he could withstand cloud blast bombs when he entered the foundation building stage. This kind of weapon was too super.

The most frightening thing is that Lu Yuan is simplifying it, and only one person can carry a single soldier's cloud bomb back and forth across the battlefield.

Not only Wang Teng and other chat group veterans, but also many newcomers who have not yet fallen in the chat group also stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

On the other hand, Fang Gan had no worries, and greeted the three close female believers, "Come on, Lord Demon God has given me an artifact, and I will show you some things."

Fang Gan took three female cultists to the highlands. When they encountered fleeing members on the way, they quickly recruited them and reorganized them.

In this way, they finally found a suitable area.

Fang Qian: "Brother Lu Yuan, do you think it's okay for me to stand here?"

Lu Yuan: "Absolutely."