Luo Ling became an oriole again. He felt that the reason why he could do it again was not because of how smart his mind was or how deep his mind was, but just because he was better at being patient, knew how to seize opportunities, and was not so arrogant.
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Luo Ling often encourages himself to have self-confidence, to have the courage to despise all other living beings, and to firmly believe that he can do well and then do better. But this does not mean that he will despise others, because he himself always values the weak and the small.
To this day, he never denies that it is possible for ants to move a mountain, and that a cowardly person can become a hero and create miracles.
It is precisely because of this temperament that he particularly hates Panjiao and Lianyunu's attitude of contempt for the weak. Luo Ling feels that this is an act of forgetting one's roots and denying his past, just like a person who has grown up since childhood.
The people who came out of the village later became rich and did not recognize his poor and unsightly parents.
It is precisely because of this temperament that Luo Ling is decisive in doing things, more than ruthless but not generous. He is worried that the wildfire will not burn out, and he is keen to eradicate the weeds. Luo Ling is very aware of these characteristics of his own, so once he said to his wives
: "In my world, there are no rivers and lakes facing each other or sympathy for each other. In my world, there are only enemies, enemies, people who take advantage of each other, and dead people."
Luo Ling now needs the fourth kind of people, dead people. Several invaders who survived the nuclear explosion. From a warrior's point of view, Luo Ling admires them, but he still decided to kill these people. They
They came with ears, eyes, and brains. The information they saw, heard, and analyzed more than ten seconds ago gave Luo Ling a sense of crisis. A thousand-mile embankment was destroyed by an ant nest.
His temperament determines his ruthlessness.
A large cloud of smoke completely enveloped the tanks and supply trucks like a giant squid spraying ink. It curled up more and more, becoming thick and black, condensing and not dissipating. This was an anti-tracking technique that Luo Ling had learned before. He pretended
Those black shadows used this method, and now they use it as a cover-up to swallow up the intruders.
The trick is for others to see, but Luo Ling is for the eyes on the radio and television tower to see. From a height of 438 meters, you cannot see what is happening on the ground 1 kilometer away. Even ordinary people,
You can definitely get a rough idea, not to mention a monster with sharper eyes than an eagle.
When witchers mention the Flying Demon Realm, they often care about the cunning and flexible aerial attacks. But what Luo Ling cares about is the peeping eyes from high in the sky. There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape, and he is always in control.
The initiative in fighting is what he cares about.
The flames of the machine gun were extinguished in the billowing black smoke for a few seconds, with a few bullets flying randomly, and then there was deathly silence. After about two or three minutes, Luo Ling was still wrapped in heavy black smoke.
, quickly dodged out, and pulled the corpses of several black figures back into the hazy black mist. Then, as the black mist dissipated, the chariots, intruders, and the corpses of Luo Ling and the five black figures were revealed.
, all disappeared, as if they had dissipated with the mist in the twisting and steaming heat.
More than ten minutes have passed. On the former battlefield, even those areas that were previously cooled by the cold air and exposed to scorched earth have been regained control by the high temperature. The monitors who made Luo Ling act cautiously have not yet appeared.
Body. It wasn't until... Boom! Boom! In the sky to the southwest and due north with the Radio and Television Tower as the center, large fireballs that were bright enough to blind people's eyes also lit up one after another. Luo Ling didn't understand that a thousand praying mantises hunted ten thousand.
The cicada, the oriole, got a bargain, but it was by no means the biggest winner.
After three consecutive uses of medium-sized and low-yield nuclear bombs, it can be said that the Flying Demon Realm has been burned to the ground. Within a few kilometers, only rubble, ashes and scorching temperatures are left. Small rivers of magma can be seen everywhere on the ground, like capillaries on the earth, criss-crossing like
The net and the sky were all turned red by the burning.
Such a scene makes the radio and television tower that is still standing even more lonely. No one would think that the reason why it can stand in the aftermath of the nuclear explosion is because it is in an excellent location or is strong enough, but nine out of ten people do.
You would think that it is the tyrannical strength of the boss-level monster. This tower is like a towering tree inhabited by the Bird King. Before it fell, the signboard of the Flying Demon Realm was still ringing.
One missile after another dragged its flame tail into the sky from the south and northwest, aiming directly at the radio and television tower. Kah! Kah! Lightning flashed like a rainbow on the tower, and wherever they passed, the missiles exploded and disintegrated in the air.
However, many missiles, as numerous as the stars, still passed through the mine net and hit their targets.
Boom! Boom! The sound of the explosion spread in the open space, and the fire and smoke of the explosion were dazzling on the tower. It was as if the tower was coated with a layer of blue light film, only the magic light flickered, the star mist burst, but there was no damage to the main body.
Directly to the south and northwest, there was another missile group rising into the sky and heading towards the tower. This time Luo Ling could see clearly that the missiles were launched about five kilometers away from the tower. It could be said that the missiles were used as war cannons.
, this method of attack is obviously to shorten the missile's stay time in the air, and it is also an insulting attack to bully people. I don't know if the person in the tower can understand this meaning.
"The invaders who attacked forcefully and used nuclear bombs to kill a large number of flying demons were from the southwest, due north, and due east. Those who launched the missiles were from the two directions due south and northwest. If it is a wave attack, they will all be surrounded.
, should there be a team in the northeast?" Luo Ling silently calculated, thinking, and glanced north to east. At this time, he did not let his senses extend. After learning the hidden
After learning the skill, Luo Ling realized that when you use your senses to spy on others, strong people can also feel your presence. Those with strong spiritual power can even trace back to the source and find you. This is just like when you look at others
At this time, people with strong intuition can detect the same look in your eyes. It sounds mysterious, but it is also a conscious or unconscious use of mental power.
At this time, another change occurred on the other side of the tower. After being partially destroyed by the flying lightning, the second wave of missiles once again came into contact with the energy protective cover of the tower. The explosion of fire almost annihilated the entire tower. Thick smoke and fire.
Before the scattered magic light dissipated, a thunder pillar that was white inside and green outside suddenly shot up into the sky from the top of the tower. The vision was so majestic that it seemed to connect a staircase leading to the kingdom of heaven.
It was shocking to see. Luo Ling had no doubt that this thunder pillar could be clearly seen even from hundreds of kilometers away.
Facts have proved that this thunder pillar is not a signal for help sent by the boss on the tower, but a 'stirring stick'. What it stirs is not the soup in the cauldron, but the sky!
When I was a child, I listened to fairy tales, where a certain god could summon wind and rain, scatter beans and make soldiers, and he was so impressive. Luo Ling had seen a live version of it today. I don’t know what the reason was. As the thunder column lifted into the sky, the shock wave of nuclear bombs was struck in all directions.
The dust clouds that had been blown away but had not gathered for a long time were like grease poured into a funnel, flowing in a dense form in the direction of the thunder pillar at the core. What is even more surprising is that these dust clouds no longer exist
The gray color of the past gradually turned into the darkness of thunder clouds, accompanied by countless lightning bolts scurrying in the clouds.
What followed was an extremely majestic scene. The dark clouds coming from all directions had taken shape halfway and began to rain heavily. In this way, it was seen that there was still a huge cloud in the sky with the tower as the center.
A circular blue area, shrouded in sunlight and burning flames, is unusually bright, but all around, there is heavy rain like a curtain, like a curtain, forming night-like shadows on the ground that extend and condense all the way. Especially when this
After the rain entered the core area of the nuclear bomb explosion, the pouring rain created a fierce confrontation with the high temperature on the ground. The steaming water mist actually raised a fog dozens of meters high, surging and rolling, spreading in all directions, and the whole world gave out a feeling of being swept away.
The tearing moans buzzed as if hundreds of millions of people were shouting.
The dark clouds finally completely covered the sky, and the day turned into night. The rain was pouring, the mist was rolling, the sound of rain and the thunder became the main theme between heaven and earth, and what I smelled in my mouth and nose was a tide.
The smell of heat. This rain couldn't be just to create momentum. Luo Ling knew that the man in the tower was going to go crazy.
Sure enough, first due south and then northwest, blue-purple thunder pillars fell from the sky, falling like hail, and then swept away like a torrent. Even in the night rain and fog with extremely low visibility, they could still be seen.
That shocking, dazzling light.
Luo Ling understood that the dark clouds and heavy rain on this day were the lightning extension medium of the high tower, the tower demon head who was as high as the judge. With the help of this false domain, with the power of thunder and lightning, he could indeed achieve incredible results.
Then he killed the enemy hundreds of miles away.
Luo Ling was no longer ready to continue watching. Whether the invaders were frightened by the clouds, thunder and rain, and ended hastily, or Plan A was over and Plan B was over, or Plan B failed and there was a backup plan, they had all been dealt with.
He has nothing to do. At this point in the battle, the overall strength of both sides has seriously exceeded his expectations. Luo Ling feels that there is no need to intervene, and if he further wants to take advantage, the cost will be a lot of war effort.
The power output, and the possibility of being implicated. After finally settling down for a while, Luo Ling has not yet planned to make a comeback. At least, there are still some verbal agreements and other fetters there. Who knows whether the boss behind the action today will be Budweiser
Follow Lei Dian.
Luo Ling sneaked a few hundred meters and found a ruins. Then he activated the space door and returned to the dissociation chamber of BOC B3.
Xing Juan and the others were shocked when they saw Luo Ling naked. They felt relieved when they found that there were no minor injuries on his body.
"Brother, what happened up there? There was such a big explosion just now that you can hear it from here." Although Xing Juan and the others are both Luo Ling's wives, they still use the previous names at home.
Ling also rarely calls his wife, but calls her by her first name.
"All of our surveillance cameras on the surface have failed. The screen suddenly lit up with a dazzling white light, and then all images disappeared. Sister Juan said it was a nuclear explosion, right?" Xiao Zi also asked.
Luo Ling took the boxer shorts handed over by Xiao Zi and put them on, nodded and said: "Indeed, the invaders used nuclear bombs in three directions, annihilating a large number of the flying demons entrenched in this area. We are among them.
A battlefield. This time the invaders had a big plan, and the core target was the radio and television tower. When I came back, the two sides were still fighting each other with missiles and lightning."
"You didn't suffer any internal injuries, right?" Xing Juan asked.
"No, I hid pretty quickly. However, my control over the golden flames is obviously not enough. I couldn't save anything except the storage ring."
Xing Juan listened to Luo Ling's words and felt relieved. She smiled and said, "It's nothing, just spend more time studying. There's nothing to regret about armors. They have been ranked in the Y series during research and development.
Not bad at all."
"I'm going to take a shower, and then I'm going to circle around the Temple of the Dead, kill a few humanoid monsters who took advantage of the situation, and seize some other things. I'll talk to you in detail when I come back."
"Oh, it's already 17 o'clock, remember the dinner time." Xing Juan asked.
"Well, I won't be there for long."
The "World" was opened in the vault, and Luo Ling, wearing only combat uniforms and ordinary clothes, went straight into the Temple of the Dead.
Near the entrance of the hall, the corpses of supply trucks, combat vehicles, and several mechas and black shadows were all piled up in a mess. Without exception, they were all frozen. Including the driver inside the tank, none of them were
Can escape Luo Ling's vicious hands.
Recently, Luo Ling has made some new breakthroughs in the use of power. Taking the previous ice energy as an example, now, extreme cold energy is spread with the help of objects, from the original conduction to the current penetration. These words
They were all thought up by Luo Ling himself to represent a certain state. In comparison, penetration is more condensed than conduction, just like the difference between the light of a flashlight and a laser, one is divergent and the other is different from
On the contrary. Of course, Luo Ling is still not able to release energy that reaches the effect of laser, but this improvement alone allows him to increase the effective transmission distance by hundreds after spending the same amount of energy.
rice.
This kind of control over energy also applies to the use of thorn vines. The maximum limit of high-sensitivity control vines has been increased by more than three hundred meters, which is definitely a significant improvement.
Now, Luo Ling is very familiar with the Temple of the Dead. He can reach any place he wants to go without thinking, and he also clearly knows the distribution of all rot pools and other various layout information.
Contrary to the deep silence of the past, although the Temple of the Dead is not in full swing now, it is still very lively. Three thousand five hundred spawns are working day and night. Their work is divided into three types: cutting, sewing, soaking, etc.
There are more than a dozen processes in each type of work, including the original pulleys on the sewage pool, large hooks and chains made of unknown materials, as well as chopping knives, guillotines, desks, and later added modern jars and pipes, large and small.
Small containers have all come in handy. However, the basic unit of work is based on human corpses. In addition to the strange light in the temple and the occasional blooming of magic light and strange sounds, what do you think, here
They are more like the execution ground of hell or the dissecting room of the abyss.
Mogguge does have a bit of a weird temper, especially when he is involved in the research of a certain topic. He turns a blind eye, listens, and doesn't pay attention to Luo Ling, his master. But it was okay today. When Luo Ling saw him,
The old lich did not empty his bottles and jars, but held a book and read it.
Mogguge is absorbing the knowledge he cares about in this world. For special beings like him and now Luo Ling, the ordinary knowledge memory in the base has lost its effectiveness. Their brains are no longer brains.
Rather, it is a vain soul fire. And the old lich cannot expect to apply the theory imprinted on the cerebral cortex to a ball of energy.
"Hello, my master, you seem to have brought the raw materials for several more intelligent spawns." Mogguge has the gentleness and elegance of an ancient noble, but he is unwilling to waste time and does not have that gentle and subtle tone.
"Yes, some of them are ordinary soldiers. In addition, there are a few corpses that I would like you to identify. I'm not sure what they are."
Therefore, the master and servant began to study the body of a certain black shadow on a larger table in the Moggug special experimental field in front of the throne.
For the necromancy mages, anatomy is a subject that must be mastered. However, the old lich no longer does it himself. When anatomy is needed, it is usually completed by his assistant.
Mogguge personally created a special undead creature. At first glance, it looked like an ordinary skeleton, but then the ghost fire flashing in the eyes of the skeleton showed extraordinary spirituality. In fact,
It is indeed very smart and capable. The most important thing is that it can understand every instruction given by Moggug and complete it meticulously.
Of course Luo Ling had doubts about the existence of such an intelligent and caring person. Mogguge told him: "This is a secret technique of the dark system, called dark clone. It is said that the demons are envious of the clones of gods and imitate them.
A kind of technique, although the existence created