4134 Thunder Cannon

A mission world of a certain higher reincarnation.

A young woman wearing a black mask, revealing her charming eyes, and a cape made of some unknown pure white fluff on her shoulders, was sitting on the edge of the cliff looking at the scenery. She gently stretched out her slender and soft fingers to point somewhere in front of her.

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In the sky above the distant forest, a giant western dragon was spitting out raging flames into the forest below, exploding into bloody flowers all over the sky.

She retracted her fingers, raised her wrist, glanced at the watch at the center of her wrist, and said softly: "The branch line has become worthless, is it still okay?"

Two men were sitting on the ground behind the cliff. One of them was pale, his eyes were bloodshot and his face was exhausted. There was a huge crystal ball floating in front of him, which was slowly rotating. There were strange symbols floating around the surface of the ball.

When another man heard her words, he stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff. He stopped one meter away, bowed his head respectfully and said, "Dezun, you have locked the corresponding world and are looking for a path. It will take some time.

But it’s faster than before.”

Dezun sat on the cliff, swayed his legs, and sighed: "I thought that the last time the positioning failed, it was because they completed the task too fast. This time, it seems that you are too slow."

The person who controlled the crystal ball instantly burst out with a large amount of sweat, but did not dare to pause in the movements of his hands.

Another man fell to his knees directly: "This subordinate deserves to die, please forgive me!"

"Oh..." Dezun raised his head as if he suddenly realized something, and slightly clenched his green-white fingers, and the man kneeling behind him exploded into a mist of blood.

"So he deserves death? Why didn't I think of that..." She stood up from the cliff, tiptoed, and her whole body floated as gently as a feather.

Waving his cloak, he floated to the side of the man who controlled the crystal ball. Dezun took out a white soft towel and wiped the sweat from his face, and said softly: "It's been a hard work for you for more than a hundred days."

The man controlled by the crystal ball cheered up and said reluctantly: "It's not hard to work for Dezun!"

Dezun's exposed eyebrows curved into a beautiful arc, as if he were smiling: "It doesn't matter, take your time, I'm not in a hurry at all."

"I understand! I will do my best to ensure that Dezun can see them in the shortest possible time!" Crystal Man's face was covered with sweat.

A new man flew up from the bottom of the cliff. When he saw a mass of flesh and blood on the edge of the cliff, he was slightly startled, and quickly landed one meter away from Dezun: "Dezun, there are only the last two of the sacred dragon clan, and they have been dealt with.

OK, you can complete the main mission at any time."

Dezun seemed to have nodded, but seemed not to move. He took out an empty medicine bottle from his belt and murmured to himself:

"How strange."

"The reward points for a moderate main mission are only a few thousand, right?"

"Gaoji, if we make the branch line worthless like ours, it's only less than 50,000 yuan."

"To buy a top-notch one, you have to go through two trips."

"They are just elementary."

She raised her head and looked at the new male, her eyebrows wrinkled in confusion: "Tell me, where do you get so many points?"

Beads of sweat broke out on the new man's forehead, and he hesitated and said: "It should be, as Dezun expected, there must be some special channel."

Dezun did not respond to his words and continued to mutter to himself: "It would cost more than a dozen bottles to torture anyone..."

"When did the primary sacred potion become so worthless?"

She gently stroked the empty bottle with her fingers, and the sound coming out of her mouth was like a breeze passing through the treetops and stirring the leaves, slow and elegant: "It's just a slower recovery."

"When I'm not in a hurry, I still use it even for minor injuries and pains."

"them."

"Why can it be so luxurious?"

She looked at the new man again, with a hint of indescribable emotion in her tone: "Why?"

"Why?"

The new man finally knelt down with a thud, lowered himself to the ground and said loudly: "Dezun, my subordinates will definitely dig up their secrets!"

"Don't be nervous." Dezun floated in mid-air, moved swayingly to the new man's side, stretched out his palm and patted the top of his head, and a touch of gold flowed down like water, covering his whole body.

The new man closed his eyes and took a deep breath with a comfortable expression on his face, as if he had gained some indescribable pleasure.

After a long while, he opened his eyes, knelt on the ground, moved his legs, turned around, and kowtowed: "Xie Dezun."

However, Dezun had already floated lightly to the edge of the cliff. He pointed at the pile of flesh and blood left by the previous people on the beach and said, "Clean it up and finally find a place with beautiful scenery."

The new man quickly stood up, walked near the pile of flesh and blood, and danced his hands in the air.

The blood that was originally flowing in all directions, together with all the fragments, seemed to have life. It flowed backwards and condensed together, getting smaller and smaller as it pressed, and became more solid as it gathered together, and finally turned into a blood-red ball as big as an eyeball.

The new man opened his mouth, and the blood-red ball flew straight into his mouth.

As soon as he closed his mouth, his whole body seemed to be slapped by an invisible giant palm and flew directly off the cliff.

Dezun's soft eyebrows furrowed in displeasure, and he murmured softly: "How many times have I told you not to eat such disgusting things in front of me."

"well.."

Youyou sighed softly.

She sat back on the edge of the cliff again.

Looking into the distance, shaking his legs, as if nothing had happened.

...

Elementary reincarnation mission world, Wudang.

Bianjing is about twelve miles northwest of Kaifeng Prefecture.

Surrounded by a swarm of "insects".

Fifty soldiers reorganized the four sides of the trapezoid.

"Do you remember everything?" Lin Kai held an M16 automatic rifle in his hand in a demonstrative manner, aiming forward: "It's similar to shooting a crossbow. Once you've got your sights right, pull the trigger. The only thing to be careful about is the recoil. Don't go.

For hard tops, let’s adapt to the strength of the single-shot mode first.”

Wu Liulang imitated Lin Kai's posture and raised his gun to aim, and asked with some worry: "Xianjia, the enemy should be two hundred steps away now. Can this crossbow be able to hit it?"

"Oh, don't worry!" Lin Kai patted the gun case carelessly: "You can shoot at will within five hundred meters! There are enough bullets!"

After all, they were a group of "novices". They didn't dare to give them powerful heavy firearms for fear of breaking their arms, so they picked and picked together fifty light rifles, and then equipped each gun with a 10,000-round compressed ammunition box.

He hung it around everyone's waist, taught them some basic operations such as opening the safety, pulling the trigger, jamming the bolt, etc., and then let them prepare for actual combat practice.

After learning that they could "fire", the fifty soldiers were excited and nervous.

Holding the secret weapon given by the Xian family, my palms were filled with sweat.

Takerokuro, as the main figure nominated as a representative, set an example and was the first to shoot.

There was a "pop" sound.

The golden soldiers on the other side didn't respond.

Takerokuro fell to the ground by himself.

Lin Kai came over and looked at him in confusion: "The gun went off and hit himself? That's not right. It's obvious that the muzzle of your gun is facing forward! What's going on?"
Chapter completed!