"Are they crazy?"

At the same time, in a spacious building in the town, with the help of surveillance equipment and some kind of surreal logical induction, the man wearing a slender black windbreaker and his companions felt that the two sides of the building complex were being violently crushed.

The horror of coming.

Did we really pick a good time to come here?

They even have self-doubt.

They really didn't underestimate the extraordinary police officers in these mental barriers. They had done a lot of preparation work before, but they thought that they had chosen when they were at their weakest, and secondly they had not chosen the place where they would be stationed.

In the spiritual barrier, even if Sanlai harvested some sacrifices, they were scattered in major cities to avoid being targeted by a single city police officer...

But even so, the other party still came, and came very quickly.

Okay, accept it.

But when the other party comes, if you are really like a peace officer with a mental barrier, you can just follow the plan step by step...

But what the hell are you charging in for?

Who is the bandit? This...

There are so many things that they cannot accept in their hearts, but they can only look at the current situation anxiously.

The one who came from the east was a woman, or rather, a demon. She rode a weird flesh-and-blood chariot and rushed in from one end of the street. It was simply a meat grinder. No matter what it was, it was a meat grinder.

Everything was torn to pieces in front of her.

In the surveillance screen, the images that have been affected by the intertwined demonic power are flickering.

But occasionally you can still catch a glimpse of a scene, a motorcycle covered in flesh and blood, rumbling towards the front.

Even a miner who stood in front of her, or a prostitute who tried to influence her, was beaten to pieces by her.

Even when faced with the influence of Desperate Housewives, she didn't even look at it. She just followed her original direction and instinct and crashed directly into it. After collapsing three or four cement walls in a row, there was only one left under her wheels.

There is only one piece left in the flesh and blood shop.

"War Demon."

They judged her system just by looking at it.

Only a war demon could be so unreasonable.

She didn't even care what she was facing, she just wanted to crush everything in front of her.

War is inherently about restraining fate to a certain extent.

Those corrupted monsters had almost no resistance in front of her, and even had the ability to slow her down...

But what puzzled them was, who was coming at the other end?

How could the opponent maintain such a fast speed and bring such strong pressure to himself?

…

…

"The Fourth District should indeed be in a period of empty power now..."

The man wearing a slender black windbreaker frowned and said softly: "From our previous observations, it can be seen that the extraordinary people in the various cities here are not in harmony. It can be said that they are scattered, and some are even close to shutting down.

Now, they only have these two people here, and no matter what, they don't look like the behavior of Foundation investigators..."

The others looked at each other and just stared at him blankly.

The Devil of Destiny always does things mysteriously and with an air of confusion.

Because they believe in the guidance of fate, they usually don't do too much investigation and adjustment.

Because they have conducted more investigations and research, sometimes they will wonder: Is this the best time to take action?

And once such doubt arises, it is disrespectful to fate.

Therefore, an interesting scene often occurs:

In other systems, it is often said that believers of the Devil of Destiny do things mysteriously, making it difficult for people to understand.

But believers in the Devil of Destiny themselves often don’t quite understand...

…

…

"The guidance of destiny makes no mistakes."

A man wearing a long black trench coat stared at the monitor to one side.

Unlike the monitor that filmed the war demon that would flash a picture from time to time, the monitor from this angle was almost completely covered in snowflakes. Occasionally, when it was clear, it only captured an empty picture and broken corpses on the ground.

There was even one person who immediately turned around after taking a picture of someone.

There is a hint of absurdity in the mystery.

"The sacrifices cannot be stopped at this time. I think we all have our own opponents."

He was silent for a long time, looked at the man who was playing with the dagger in his hand, and said softly: "I need you to go to the west to stop that guy with an unknown power system, and at least slow him down. You can't let him go.

He got close so quickly."

The man with the dagger in his hand stood up and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of the fourth state."

The man in a long black trench coat looked at him deeply and said nothing.

He just turned his head and looked at the man on the other side with the iron bucket in his hand, and said, "Go over and help him too."

The man nodded.

Only then did he look at a pale man who was obviously at a loss and said: "Chen Yi, I told you that I won't blame you. You escaped from the Scrap Iron City as soon as possible and rushed back to join us.

, is determined by your character. This confrontation is also an arrangement of fate. It is not your fault, but now, I need you to do your part..."

The pale man took off his peaked cap and whispered: "Okay."

"Go for it!"

The man in a long trench coat nodded slightly, looked down from the window, and saw the chaotic intersection.

There, there was a group of figures, scattering around.

"So, President, you..."

Several other people realized something and looked at the man in the long trench coat with some concern.

"I'm going to find the source."

The man in a long trench coat said softly: "The other party came too quickly and too accurately. We chose to come and carry out this experiment when the fourth district was most vulnerable, but they actually chose to do it when the experiment was most important."

Attacking our experimental base at such a critical moment is all too coincidental, as if it was a confluence of fates... Therefore, I suspect that the other party also has a demon of fate."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "No matter how crazy the two people rushing in now are, they can't stop the advancement of our plan, and they will definitely not be the opponent of that thing. At most, they will slow it down a little.

It’s just the speed of our experiment’s success, using their lives to slow it down…”

"The only thing that can really pose a threat to us is this devil of fate hiding in the dark."

"Find him and all problems will be solved."

"..."

"..."

Several figures dispersed from the hidden building and faced their enemies from left to right.

There were two extraordinary beings who rushed towards Wei Wei. Among them, the man who always played with a dagger in his hand was a law-based demon. He had the fastest speed among the twelve demons, and his figure was between the short building and the various rooms.

In a blink of an eye, he had left the Demon of Destiny who was traveling with him far behind him, and at lightning speed, he flew towards Wei Wei, who was rushing forward.

"Boom!"

When he first saw Wei Wei, he first saw a black light.

That black light, with an aura of destruction, instantly seeped out from the wall of an apartment building in front of it. The solid cement walls and steel bars were destroyed like tofu, with stone chips flying and a sound like a landslide.

The span collapsed...

Debris splashed onto his face, causing his cheek to hurt slightly.

Then in the shocking breath that hit him, he saw the man walking through the building and walking forward.

He was wearing a white coat, his body was covered in blood, he had a bright smile on his face, and he was holding a silver pistol in his hand.

"Whoa!"

At this moment, the law-based demon who had originally planned to rush forward felt his scalp tingle.

What is that weapon that can instantly corrode an apartment building?

What kind of monster is that man with the bright smile on his face?

Why is he smiling so brightly, but I feel scared when I look at him?

He quickly grabbed the dagger...
To be continued...