It was a wooden house, perhaps the wooden house used by the owner to guard the forest a long time ago. The floor was raised high by thick logs, and the roof and four walls were made of the same material. There was a door and three windows on all sides. Perhaps because it was abandoned, there were only dark holes left in the door and window, just like a desperate skull mounted on the ground.

A candle was lit in the room, and the light was faint and seemed to be extinguished at any time.

Candlelight shines a person's face.

He was surprisingly white, as if he had never been sunny since his birth. The man's hair was cut randomly and not neatly, but his face was quite handsome - a white covers all the ugly, not to mention that he was not ugly. This made the messy hair feel a little different.

It can be called "broken hair".

He was wearing a white shirt, rolled up his sleeves, and his hem was naturally hanging down. He was wearing black trousers and brown cowhide shoes on his feet.

This kind of shoes is naturally not suitable for wearing in this season. But the person did not seem to feel uncomfortable with it, but instead tied the shoelaces neatly.

The whole person looked very clean, and in fact it was quite clean. Although heavy dust was accumulated on all the walls, his clothes were spotless.

He sat on the narrow wooden bed, staring at the swaying candlelight, as if he was thinking about something.

Five minutes later, the candle that was only a short piece was left extinguished, and a light blue smoke rose.

So the man stood up and walked out of the door, stood on the steps at the door and looked into the sky again.

The red thin snake was dancing, combining it into various fleeting mysterious patterns. He looked at it for dozens of minutes without even blinking his eyes, as if he was a sage who was enlightened.

The night wind blew his clothes up, so the man stretched out his hand again, as if feeling the wind.

It was quiet around, not even the sound of insects. He stood motionless in the quiet night for nearly two hours, and suddenly turned his head and looked south.

There seemed to be nothing under the red night. But he heard something and thought he had felt some information.

So the man turned around and walked into the room, and walked out again after more than ten seconds.

There is a white porcelain mug in my hand.

He hooked the handle of the mug with his index and middle fingers, letting it shake gently, walked south along the road, leaving the cabin that had lived for months behind him far behind.

Wherever you go...

All the insects crowed.

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At this moment, the ruins of Sanbaoyan have fallen into a hard battle. It is not a "hard battle" that is evenly matched by both sides, but a helpless battle.

The traces of the invaders were quickly discovered. It was not difficult to find them - just follow the unusually smooth and extremely wide road.

There are 600 troops in the ruins, equipped with heavy weapons of various types, and even four modified tanks.

The first thing they found was a six-man patrol team. The captain led the team saw a group of black shadows moving silently from afar. The dust and rubble disappeared from the place where they passed, just like a silent devourer.

He immediately signaled the soldiers to keep alert and raised the telescope. Less than a hundred meters away, the face under the night was brought to his eyes as if it was close to his own face.

Fangs, sharp claws, scales, tall body.

In an instant, he realized that the aliens had invaded the high wall. At the same time as his battle order, the captain shot at the smallest guy without hesitation.

However, in sharp contrast to the tension here were the invaders. The terriblely thin man in the middle looked here expressionlessly. The captain then found that the bullets he shot were like muddy and did not even splash at all.

It was not until this time that the other soldiers around him picked up the guns, and another man held a grenade and planned to throw it out.

But their last consciousness was frozen at this moment - the six people disappeared silently.

The seemingly invisible force field suddenly surged, erasing all the six-person team and the surrounding ruins, regaining the tranquility of the area. After destroying these six people, the cover was closed to its original size and continued to move forward with the man's pace.

But the gunshots had already exposed their location, and a large number of soldiers rushed to the scene. The huge gap in the city walls meant that those who were capable of these people—not just awakened aliens, but also those who did not know how to mix with them in the way.

A rumbling roar came, and three tanks rushed out of the ruins from the thorns, followed by a rapid response force composed of dozens of elite soldiers.

The machine gunners on the tank fired at the group of people while the body was still shaking. The bullets fired from the machine guns made a sharp roar and whip at them like light whips. However, the situation was the same as before. The bullets disappeared more than fifty meters away from those people, and no one even tried to block or dodge them.

The gunshots were loud, and the grenades were thrown out through arcs after arc. The tank slowed down and moved forward slowly while locking the target more than 200 meters away - firing the gun.

A desperate scene happened. Even the shells carrying strong kinetic energy still could not cause even a ripples.

The group of figures, amid the roar of guns and cannons, was like a nobody, and walked straight forward without even turning their heads-

Their direction was directed directly to the command center camp. Almost everyone realized that these monsters were here to carry out beheading operations or try to steal something. But these people "walked" in without expression, ignoring the cannon fodder around them, as if nothing could hurt them.

The secret of the existence of the abilities has been revealed for nearly a year, and the soldiers have also received relevant training. Therefore, they know clearly one thing - this ability, or the shielding force field that can resist gunpowder weapons, has its own upper limit.

It is either limited by the protection of the force field itself, or by the control of the ability person himself. As long as you attack them fiercely and continuously, you will collapse at one moment.

So the soldiers poured out firepower into each other without hesitation, and the sound of cannons rang throughout the ruins.

However, the other party seemed to regard the people chasing behind him as crawlers, and were even too lazy to destroy them. Countless warheads disappeared into the void, and in the end a very embarrassing situation was formed - the pursuit troops were behind and the intercepting troops were in front. However, the other party did not change direction, and only "pushed" over silently. After paying the price of more than a dozen people disappearing silently, the intercepting troops had to retreat to both sides to surround them, and were forced to give way.

Perhaps many people are not afraid of sacrifice, but meaningless sacrifice is beyond this range.

Fifteen minutes later, nearly three hundred people surrounded the twenty-seven people, and with anger that had nowhere to vent, they followed them while pouring out the ammunition in their hands - until the barrel was red and hot.

The capable person then arrived. There were nine people in total, two A-levels.

The captain who led the team ignored the commander's accusation, frowned and looked at the situation ahead, and then sighed: "We can do nothing."

The commander grabbed his collar and shouted angrily: "I am the one who guards the city, and the one who patrols is the one who wants you to deal with such people. Tell me that you can't do anything about it?! Do you want to see them push the place?!"

The captain executive gently broke away from his hand and said in a solemn voice: "We are not afraid of death. But like your people, we cannot make unnecessary sacrifices. We have tried it when we came here. We can't rush over to level A, and as for level A, we can't rush through the opponent's defense. In my opinion, that's a..."

"King level." Ying Yanran arrived panting, followed by Zhang Kesong.

"We need to ask for assistance and send someone to go to the base to report the news." Ying resolutely stared at the monsters tightly surrounded in the distance - they stopped.

The army commander also knew what the concept of "king level" was. He took a breath and pointed to the distance: "That's the king level? Isn't General Li also a king level?"

The captain knew what he meant. Although the person ahead showed terrible abilities, it was different from the "king level" that many people knew - the "king level" in their impression was like Li Zhen.

One blow can destroy an entire city.

The silent Zhang Ke let go. It sounds ridiculous. The guns and cannons in the distance seemed to be extremely fierce, but here is a discussion on the definition of "king level".

But after all, it was a very special situation - the soldiers seemed to be doing useless work, and the other party stopped where they were planning something. It was useless for them to waving the flag and shouting here. It would be better to calm the dispute between the commander and the captain of the secret service office first. Unify the understanding and make plans.

"Sir, the king level is just a concept definition. Anyone who uses A-level spiritual energy to the pinnacle is the king level." Zhang Kesong said, "For example, that person. He has almost been fighting around him, but he has no effort. We think that his ability has reached the pinnacle. As for Li Zhen... his strength has surpassed the concept of king level before he disappeared, but we did not classify it."

The words of the "Prophet" seemed to calm the commander down for a while. He snorted muffled, looked into the distance with a telescope, and said in a deep voice: "They don't move - since you have no choice, what should you do?"
Chapter completed!