Rebel Demon King

Chapter 1351 Ragnarok of the Gods (123)

The man lowered his head again and stared at her. Li Rongjin stared at her and felt dazzled, as if hypnotized. He was intoxicated by the beauty of the other person and his sweet words, and nodded unconsciously.

The other party smiled, and Li Rongjin felt dizzy for no reason. She seemed to lose control of her body. She couldn't help but fell into the other party's arms. The moment she lowered her head, she saw a bright silver knife piercing her abdomen. .But she didn't feel the pain, she just felt that all this was like an illusion. She was not on the deck of a container ship, she was not at the scene of a bloody and burning war, and of course she didn't meet an incredibly beautiful man, but At home, in the warmth of your bed.

She closed her eyes, as if entering dreamland.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the sharp blade with dots of blood pierced through Li Rongjin's body, and shone with a ruby-like magical light under the light of the flames.

The students on the deck stared blankly at the man who was so beautiful and otherworldly, and pulled the long knife out of Li Rongjin's body. Everyone seemed to be under a fixed spell and remained motionless.Everything happened so fast and so weird that even Feng Luwan didn't react for a long time, but opened his lips slightly, watching the man gracefully return the long knife to its sheath.

Li Rongjin's body turned into blood-colored flowers as it fell to the deck. The bright red flowers fluttered in the wind, like countless Kongming lanterns being released.Coincidentally, in the southwest direction, row after row of bright light clusters rose, and the dense light clusters pulled white trails across the dark sky, setting off the red flowers that were soaring in the wind in front of them, as if The rising and falling of thousands of meteors.Against such a background, death becomes romantic and beautiful.

This scene is extremely unreal, more shocking than the war that is close at hand, and the twist is so bizarre that it looks like a Japanese suspense movie.

Until the man raised a folding fan out of thin air and pointed to the southwest direction, and said in a soft voice like warm wind: "Everyone, don't worry, the reinforcements have already arrived."

Feng Luwan suddenly realized that he pointed his gun at the man, "Who are you?"

Several students followed Feng Luwan and pointed their guns at the mysterious and beautiful man standing in the darkness like the night.But most of them just stared at the beautiful man who suddenly appeared in a trance.Someone immediately remembered this handsome man who had appeared in the Taiji Martial Arts Field, and shouted: "He is a neon man!"

The man was calm and fearless, clasped his fists with both hands in a calm manner, and bowed to the vigilant Feng Luwan and other students, "My Xiyuanji Benimaru, Cheng Mo's best friend."

Xiyuanji Benimaru waved lightly, opened the folding fan and slapped it casually twice, revealing the fan with an ancient Chinese poem written on it, "Excellent art is like a king, there are few in the world, and idlers are like me. There are no people in the world. Farewell to the snowy night on the bamboo window." , Restore the map of Wu with a light and darkness."

If it was an ordinary person's pretentiousness, it would definitely give people a sense of humor, but his every move was elegant and dusty, like an exiled immortal who descended from the sky.

Hearing Cheng Mo's name and seeing the fan again, Feng Luwan relaxed her guard slightly, but she didn't put down her gun, she stared at Xiyuanji Hongmaru with vacant eyes and asked in a cold voice, "Would you take my people away?" What's wrong?"

Xienji Benimaru put away the fan, patted it on the palm of his hand, and said with a smile: "I can't tolerate people saying bad things about my friend. Even if he is really bad."

Feng Luwan hesitated for a moment and asked, "What do you mean?"

Xiyuanji Benimaru said sincerely: "But please rest assured, we are not enemies, and as long as everyone likes Chengmo, we are good friends."

Feng Luwan frowned, "Even if you are Cheng Mo's friend, you can't kill our people."

Xiyuanji Benimaru smiled slightly, "I killed the man, I will not deny it. When you win, you are welcome to come to me to settle the score."

Feng Luwan didn't know how to deal with it for a while. She didn't care much about the death of Li Rongjin, a deserter, but she had to consider Li Rongjin's background.

And the students on the deck seemed to be influenced by Xiyuanji Benimaru's calm and light-hearted expression, and they became quiet a little bit. As for Li Rongjin's death, it was irrelevant in this situation.Tang Muchuan in the crowd even boldly asked: "Where are the reinforcements you mentioned? Are you alone?"

Xienji Benimaru closed his eyes and fluttered his ears, waiting for a gust of sea breeze to blow his long hair, he suddenly opened his eyes, waved his fan and pointed to the southeast, "Look! They are coming!"

All the students, including Feng Luwan, immediately looked in the direction Xiyuansi Hongwan was pointing at, but they only saw the embers after the red glow in the sky had dissipated.Hope turned into disappointment in an instant. The crowd was restless at first, and then became silent.

"Liar! There are no reinforcements at all!"

"This little devil is not a spy, is he?"

"Kamikaze and Stargate are allies!"

The explosion close at hand broke the restless discussion. Everyone followed the prestige and saw that the Chosen One of the Alliance, led by Alfred Irene Dupont, was in full swing, occupying dozens of container ships. The Chosen One was forced to retreat steadily, and as a last resort, the Chosen One could only detonate the installed bomb.The entire southern frontier was now occupied by billowing thick smoke.

But this only temporarily delayed the enemy's offensive, and it still couldn't stop the Alliance's Chosen One.Seeing Alfred Irene Dupont break through the thick smoke and rush into the front line, the heavy armored soldiers who used to be extremely powerful in their eyes were like paper, and were constantly shot into pieces by long guns.Gunshots, explosions, and all kinds of shouts are getting closer and closer to them, and death is getting closer and closer as the front retreats.The students grabbed the weapons in their hands tightly, and the rising flames gradually illuminated one nervous and frightened face after another.

In the silence dominated by the war, Feng Luwan pointed the gun at Xiyuanji Benimaru again.He was about to speak when he saw Xiyuanji Benimaru pull out the knife from her waist abruptly, her expression changed suddenly, and she subconsciously pulled the trigger.

Even right in front of his eyes, the blue laser from the plasma gun still shot into the empty space, leaving only the low and gentle voice of Saiyuanji Benimaru hovering in the sea breeze.

"Why should you be afraid? Know that there is nothing more exciting than witnessing this moment! Soon, you will witness a great reckoning, old gods will fall and new gods will be born, and a brave new world will rise in the flames of war!! Everyone of Tai Chi Dragon, come on, use your life as a ticket to join this grand ceremony that is destined to be immortal!"

Feng Luwan followed the prestige and searched for the afterimage of Xiyuanji Hongwan in the sky in the south.And behind the afterimage that fluttered like a petal, there was a scene that she hadn't noticed.

The pale moon hung in a corner of the clear sky, and below it, above a shimmering sea, white trail clouds were dense and dense.Looking down along the track cloud, densely packed submarines are floating up, like a group of whales jumping out of the sea.The missiles continued to fire, forming a field-like white snow field, spreading horizontally across the flickering sky, like drifting frozen soil, hitting the island-like Alliance Chosen One.The sky lit up with dots of fire at first, and then filled the sky, burning the sky into a sandbar of fire.

"Reinforcements! Really reinforcements"

Tang Muxuan couldn't help muttering to herself, she covered her face and wept, "There are really reinforcements."

As the rumbling sound rolled like a thunderstorm, everyone noticed this scene, not only the students on the deck were staring at it with tears in their eyes, even the exchange of fire on the electromagnetic artillery array stopped.

On the horizon, a huge cyborg with eight turbofan engines soared into the air. It was painted in light blue, with two wings that were tens of meters behind, and it looked weird.Carrying four cannons on his shoulders, he is as tall as a mountain, resembling the retired Caspian Sea Monster.Above the cockpit-like head of the plane, there is only a circular observation window like a pupil, like a one-eyed Titan.

This daunting gigantic cyborg flaunts the peak creativity of Soviet-style violent aesthetics, like a mechanical god descended from the sky.

"Davarish! We are not twenty micrograms of Davarish. Maybe you will wonder why we are here, in a distant foreign country. There is no reason. No, Davarish, have you forgotten Are you a Bolshevik believer? Have you forgotten the oath you once swore under the red flag? Have you forgotten our great courage to defend the working people? Have you forgotten our great motherland, the Soviet Republic of XXXX , it never represents any country, any nation, what it represents is the great XXXX alliance?"

"Yes, maybe you forgot, but today is the time to remember! Remember how the imperialist enemy trampled on our fellow citizens after we fell! Remember how the imperialist enemy took away the laborers after we fell The fruits of labor! Remember how the imperialist enemies slandered and vilified our motherland after we fell! Remember how the imperialist enemies used guns to bully and slaughter the people of other countries after we fell!"

"Now! It's now! It's time for the people of the world to remember what real fairness is, instead of being brainwashed by hypocritical freedom. It's time for the people of the world to be proud of being laborers, instead of kneeling in front of money and letting exploitation It is time for the people of the world to become the masters of themselves and the world, instead of being kept in a cubicle as animals! Now, now, is the time to polish our sickles and hammers, recast the torrent of steel, and let Traitors and enemies of imperialism tremble under the red flag, make them mad, make them cry, let them experience the red fear again."

"So, Davarish, now you know why we came here? We came here! We came here to start the glorious and right way again! To raise the red flag and bring it back to life Insert it on top of the enemy's head!"

"As the great leader said: We have only one way out, and that is victory. There is another way out, death." He held up the red flag in his hand, and let out an inspiring roar amidst the endless explosions, "But, my dear Davarish! Death does not belong to the working class."

"Only immortal glory belongs to the laborers!"

"Ula!!!!!!!!!"

Amidst the earth-shattering shouts, the Chosen Ones dressed in retro, bulky, and full of geometric mechanical technological sense of Soviet-style armor quickly formed a formation, forming a magnificent torrent of steel, stepping on the residual snow left by the missiles like a tide Charge into the burning sky.A dense mass of shining white spots rose in the sky until it was covered with sky, and then they fell like falling stars towards the vast sea, like a luminous waterfall.

That scene is so beautiful, like the reflection of the Milky Way in the world.When the torrent of the Milky Way hit the earth, the whole world trembled, as if those mechanical legions shining with terrifying light were pushing the universe forward.

"Ula!"

"Ula!"

"Ula!"

"For Red Star!!!"

(End of this chapter)