The two thousand wood clone wants to solve the global crisis is like a fool, even if the number is two thousand times more.

The Heroes Association ignores an important message.

Medusa's photos are not aimed at humans, they can have an effect on any organism.

This means that there will be photos in the animal group.

It’s okay to say on land, but what about the ocean?

The ocean is boundless and vast, and there are countless creatures. How many pictures are there?

As long as one is missed and re-see by a new creature, the Medusa photo will sweep the world for the second time in a few minutes.

So from the very beginning, Gao Ning knew that they couldn't handle this disaster. The rescue of S-level Heroes and the headquarters of the Heroes Association was also closely aimed at gaining reputation.

If you really want to solve the problem, you have to rely on Gao Ning himself.

Fortunately, there are still solutions, and this method is not only effective, quicker, but also more harmless than Tongdi's plan.

Gao Ning stood on the rooftop of the association headquarters building, looking at the urban agglomeration near the horizon, and slowly forming seals.

"Immortal Art·Wood Escape·Multiple Wood Clan Art!"

Kakka...

As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of wooden men grew in the open space around the building without warning, and turned into the image of Shinmara Senju in the blink of an eye.

In the conference room, everyone's eyes were as bright as light bulbs.

This guy can really split so many clones?

This is too exaggerated.

In the edge of the city z, there is an abandoned building. Gao Ning's body is as big as a kitten, lying lazily on the half-person-high roof fence. A water ball the size of a glass ball applied to the chin like a bell, making him a little cute.

"It's almost time, so let's start!"

The skull icon in the lower right corner disappeared, and the projection of the captain behind him slowly emerged.

The snow-white cloak fluttered in the wind, the black dead body was lined with solemn, the white eyebrows and white beards fluttered gently, and the hands were pressed on the wooden crutches, and even if they didn't speak, they still exuded infinite momentum.

Suddenly, the captain's eyes narrowed open, and a sharp light flashed, and an old voice rang in his ears.

"Bankai·Restoration Fire Taidao!"

A large piece of flame suddenly rolled up on the wooden crutch, burning itself and burning everything. The infinite heat burst out for only a moment and was suppressed into the Remnant Fire Sword.

The captain held a knife in his right hand, and gently lifted up the tip of the knife like a dark and broken sword embryo, and inserted it straight onto the ground.

"The Remnant Fire Taidao·Nan·Huohuo Ten trillion Death Burial Array!"

"The undead scattered in my flames, give you the strength to enjoy the joy of fighting again!"

Gao Ning looked back and saw that behind the slowly and dim projection of the captain, an endless scorched earth continent suddenly appeared, as if it had torn open the space of hell and touched the territory of the dead.

The ashes produced after burning out slowly floated up in the invisible force, combining black skeletons in a reverse way.

They were as dark as ink, with different postures and weapons.

Over the past thousand years, ten trillion undead dead who died under the sword of the captain of the corps appeared again.

The captain slowly closed his eyes, the projection dissipated, and the residual sound slowly echoed.

"The undead who died under my sword, wake up under the power of the Canhuo Tai Sword, and destroy all enemies as brothers and feet!"

Hulalala...

The black skeleton ocean was like a river of heaven and earth pouring back, and the continent was inclined, with the momentum of destroying the world, floods burst out like dams, and almost instantly flooded all the surrounding areas.

Even though there was no sound of killing, the scalp was tingling but still slight.

On the boundless scorched earth road, countless black skeletons emerge every second, like a waterfall that never stops. Even if there are many floods released, it still does not decrease at all.

Gao Ning stared blankly and couldn't speak for a long time.

The natural water as big as a glass ball was so scared that it shrunk to the size of a soybean again, hiding in Gao Ning's hair.

This scary scene seemed to destroy the world.

Too scary!

"So this... is the real power of the strongest death god in a thousand years?"

Seeing the black skeleton ocean spreading, dyeing the earth black like a dark world invading, Gao Ning was stunned for more than a minute before shook his head and turned around and left.

Forget it, let's go back and continue working.

The monster king Dashe has failed in the contract and has exploded into a pile of rotten meat. Now there is only one target left.

Sex, here I come!

...

Two thousand wooden clones were scattered, with the shape of Z City as a circle. Most of them rushed to Z City, and a small part was scattered to surrounding cities.

Although Gao Ning knew that the land area was countless times larger, he did not know how many humans were left after suffering frequent strangers.

But what is certain is that it cannot reach a level of 100 billion, let alone 100 billion.

A ten trillion sea of ​​black skeletons is enough to handle the global photos of Medusa.

Even if the locked target is hidden in the sea, the black skeleton will be cleaned up.

The black tide surging by city z, and the photos of Medusa, large and small, spontaneously ignited without fire.

As the photos were destroyed, the fixed civilians also regained consciousness.

From their perspective, I am like I have traveled through time.

I was shopping happily with my friends last second, but the next second I was flooded by a sea of ​​black skeletons.

They looked at the scene in front of them in panic. The first thought that flashed through their minds was that the weird guy appeared. Where is the hero?

But when they screamed, a cold voice floated down from the air.

"Illusion: The Art of Nirvana!"

The next second, countless white feathers floated and suddenly appeared in front of people like huge snowflakes.

Immediately afterwards, the crowd fell down in a row and fell into a coma peacefully.

As the black ocean slowly spread like ink on rice paper, the clones of Chiju Hashirama also advanced.

As the radius continues to grow, the number of clones continues to increase. Whenever the liberated area reaches a certain area, the art of nirvana will be released to hypnotize the common people to wait for subsequent rescue.

With the precise cooperation of both sides, the advancement speed is very fast.

In just less than an hour, more than a dozen cities have been liberated. However, this is just a convenience in the early stage, and as the front line grows, the speed will gradually slow down.

"This...this is..."

In the Heroes Association conference room, the S-level heroes looked at the scene presented on the big screen, their eyes wide open, and they didn't say anything for a long time.

Tongdi quickly operated the laptop and said, "The number of black skeletons is extremely amazing. It has reached 120 million, and it is still increasing at a rate of tens of thousands of people per second."

The corners of the tornado's lips curled up: "No wonder the boy who plays with wood is full of confidence. It turns out that he still has such exaggerated means."

The pig god swallowed and thought to himself: I don’t know what these skeletons tasted.

Saitama raised his hand: "Is it the only one who is curious about where the black skeleton came from?"

The Venerable Vest looked at each other with Super Alloy Black Steel, and at the same time pulled the corners of her mouth, raised her eyebrows tacitly.
Chapter completed!