Infinite reincarnation of glory

Chapter 552 ·Monks and Chariots

——"I have only one request for you."

-- "After the curtain falls, hunt the Hebrews."

——"It doesn't matter whether you win or not, but the hunt cannot stop. No matter where they are hiding, no matter what method you use, you must try your best to complete this goal."

——"Besides this, you don't need to think about any additional conditions."

——"Mou Gang."

Mou Gang is just an ordinary truck driver - that's what he has always thought.

He knew he was part of a powerful team called Team Central Continent, but he also knew he was just an ordinary truck driver.

Average talent, average talent. He does not have strong courage or profound wisdom, and his fighting spirit and patience are at the level of ordinary people. Even the destiny that can ignore all the above parameters cannot be said to be abundant.

He had had dreams, more than once. I dreamed that I couldn't even survive Resident Evil 1. This simplest initial trial world was the end of my destiny. Maybe it was the laser channel, maybe it was the conflict between mercenaries, maybe it was the subsequent zombie craze... I would always die in such a scene in my dreams.

Maybe he should have died in such a scene.

Mou Gang thought that he had never been able to find a reason for himself to gain a foothold in the Zhongzhou team - whether it was standing on the front line and fighting bloody battles, standing in the middle line to check for leaks and filling in the gaps, or staying in the rear and strategizing...he had never been able to do it. . Perhaps it could still play some role in the earliest alien period. But he knew very well that even at that time, he had not played more than a creative role in the Zhongzhou team.

Kasumi is not someone he can compare to right now.

And at that time, it was actually the same - so he never spoke at team meetings to express his position. Even if he did, he would definitely be the majority in the unsuspicious vote.

always like this.

So when he redeemed his Cybertronian bloodline, he could play a valuable role as a team vehicle. His heart was actually filled with joy. Because he finally found a position that seems to suit him very well and this position is also irreplaceable. And he felt that such days could last for a long, long time.

What a pity, the world of reincarnation has no room for slackers who stop. When everyone is getting stronger step by step, a slight slowdown means that they will be eliminated and destroyed by the environment itself - he was satisfied with his current position and power in the war of World 4 and fell into stagnation, and died. Then came one after another.

Death comes very quickly.

It also had some effect before death.

But his death had no observable impact on the Central Continent team's combat effectiveness - just like when he was alive.

He knew this, both in the moment before his death and after his resurrection.

And when he woke up, he immediately realized that everything was completely different from the past.

It's just a world away, but the combat effectiveness of the Zhongzhou team cannot even be described by a triple jump. Zhan Lan, who still needed to arrange guards at the rear, has become a peerless strongman who can destroy a country with a single thought. And the reason why she was resurrected was because she felt that this procedure was necessary.

Maybe... there's also a small element of old friendship at work?

——She still regards me as a friend.

——Think of me as the partner who drinks and chats with Zhang Jie in his personal space.

——But other than that, she didn’t even look at me with any other meaning for a moment. I have no expectations for my performance in the world of reincarnation.

Mou Gang knew it.

He knows it all.

Not only Zhan Lan, but Jiang Yu... and even Zheng Zha are the same.

They indeed regard themselves as companions and friends. However, they really do not have even the slightest hope for their performance on the battlefield - they even regard themselves as a burden that increases the difficulty of the Lord God's assessment, and they are willing to bear this burden.

——I should actually leave earlier.

——I am the greatest help to the Zhongzhou team...to everyone. In fact, it is to collect 50,000 reward points as early as possible, and then buy back to the starting point to save a team spot for everyone...or, like those newcomers, give up the identity of a human in a world and become an immortal god. Those who are deprived of their reincarnation identity by the Lord God are thus freed from reincarnation.

He knew this very well, and he also knew that this was actually the best thing to do. Even if he takes the initiative to speak, then his companions will definitely be willing to collect 50,000 reward points for him, which is not a lot of money for the Central Continent team, or tailor-made a powerful indigenous god who is relaxed and leisurely.

This is good and good for everyone. He doesn't need to continue fighting, and his companions can have less worries. After all, if the battle situation escalates further in the future, then I, who has not made much progress, may become a flaw that will be overcome by a weak point.

——Just like...that kind of pollution in heaven.

Mou Gang did not understand the pollution in heaven, but he could understand the appearance of pollution. As long as the companions who have exchanged powerful bloodline are not up to the standard, they will lose control and become crazy. And this also blocked his last way...the way to continue to contribute to the Central Continent team by exchanging S-level enhancements to improve his talents.

He does not think that his xinxing is very good - he has a clear understanding and accurate self-evaluation of all his past performances.

He had indeed planned an S-level strengthening route for himself, and had accumulated some reincarnation resources in previous brushing sessions. But this does not mean that he must hit the south wall and die.

--but……

——After all, I still want to give it a try.

Mou Gang lowered his eyes.

He was unwilling to give in.

Even if he was just a decadent truck driver who accomplished nothing in the past, couldn't even take care of his family, and had no superior qualities, he didn't want to just sink into ruin without any resistance. After all... when the Resident Evil crisis first started, how many other people in his eyes were strong enough to be seen at a glance?

Jiang Yu is just a young college student in an ivory tower.

Zheng Zha is just an old social animal whose foundation has been almost wiped out.

Zhan Lan is just a little-known social horror novelist. He was even on the missing list in the real world, and no one knew about Zhan Lan's disappearance.

Their performance at that time... did not look like they could become successful people at all. And I, who entered the venue with them, really have no redeeming qualities at all?

——Perhaps...I am like this just because I...have never wanted to fight. Don't want to take it away. Don't want to... force yourself.

——Then...can I...

Mou Gang didn't know.

But Mou Gang wanted to give it a try.

Even if it’s just the last effort before saying goodbye to everyone. It took a lot of effort to come to this world of reincarnation once...twice. How could he just run away with his tail between his legs?

He made a decision, he took a step.

He obtained permission from Jiang Yu and obtained the mission objectives from Chu Xuan - Chu Xuan did not tell him more details, but Chu Xuan emphasized the importance of this operation. He knows that his success or failure is an important part of the Central Continent team's layout. Even if there are hidden follow-up remedial measures, he still has considerable weight on the battlefield at this moment.

Therefore, at this moment, he arrived at this place - at the foot of Berlin.

"Lord Warmaster, we have captured the barbarian wall!"

The Hittite notification woke him up from his reverie, his thinking stabilized again, and his eyes once again turned to the battlefield in front of him - the German city walls were actually heavy fortifications built by the infantry, and now, everything was covered by the Hittites. The chariots of the Ladder Man were bulldozed and destroyed.

His will rests on every Hittite chariot.

‘Nanostructure’ – a directed development direction in Cybertron. After he took this step, he himself became a nano-cluster with no stable shape. And he relied on this method to devour and assimilate the remains of Mechagodzilla, and now he is able to distribute his will and strengthening on the Hittite civilization that has not received the blessing of divine power.

He saw the remains of the Hebrews reduced to crumbs under the Hittite wheels.

He saw the German soldiers lying miserably on the battlefield - he had not deliberately ordered an attack on the Germans, nor had he allowed the Hittites to save them from the hands of the Hebrews.

but……

——My mission is to hunt down the Hebrews.

——In any way.

"Gather the troops and open up the open space. The Hebrews will try to resist." Mou Gang's central incarnation stood on the most gorgeous chariot, and he looked like a commander when he spoke.

The Hittites carried out his orders.

The chariot retreated from the front of the city, and he stepped down from the chariot. Several seriously injured German soldiers were squirming not far away. And he immediately waved his hand, and a white nanometer cluster pounced on them amidst their frightened voices, and in an instant sutured their damaged skin, flesh, bones and even internal organs, forcing them out of death. Move to the place of survival.

"... barbarians." He finally decided to address these German soldiers in terms that the Hittites could understand. "You were supposed to be dead, but now you're alive."

"You were villains who invaded other countries, but now you have to fight to protect your own land."

"Now, pick up the weapons in your hands and organize your queue. I will not take care of you in the future, and whether you can fight for your own land depends on you."

He spoke with Jiang Yu's tone - which was simulated by the complex central supercomputer. But it also has a bit of pretense. Jiang Yu always pretended like this when he had not yet crossed the fourth level and had not yet distinguished himself from Zheng Zha. And he imitated him quite perfectly.

His eyes swept over the German soldiers who were fighting hard and saluting him. He learned German in a flash, and saw a somewhat familiar name on one of them's badge.

Adolf—he seemed to have heard this name somewhere. But his world history is not good. The next moment, he put this thought behind him and looked at the city directly ahead.

A Hebrew army was gathering there.

There was no Moses or Aaron among them, and they were dressed in rich but nondescript modern clothing. Several of them are old men with more noble status than others, holding staffs symbolizing seniority in their hands.

It was an elder—an elder among the Hebrews.

They were afraid of the Hittite soldiers, but they showed a calm and arrogant appearance.

"The Hittite Warmaster." One of the old men said loudly, his voice echoing throughout the battlefield. "We will only lose by fighting each other. Your chariots will fall into the mire before the Almighty God Yahweh. But I have a proposal that will allow us both to go home with a harvest that will satisfy each other."

"Because there is a small group of rebels among us with evil intentions. The leader's name is Moses..."

‘Bah—! ’ There was a gunshot.

The young German named Adolf raised his rifle and fired at the Hebrew elders. That shot interrupted the elder's words, but the bullet was suspended above the shield spell in front of the elder.

The young man's cheeks were red and his hands were shaking. There was fear in him, but no regret.

And there was a commotion among the Hebrews. The next moment, the unharmed Hebrew elder raised his staff towards the young man.

-They were the ones who opposed Moses...those elders in the Old Testament who were nothing but a hindrance.

--and my goal is to hunt down the Hebrews... by any means. This method of using internal strife is undoubtedly the most effective.

Mou Gang thought in his mind. He should have ignored this, because the Hebrew elders could be of great help to him even if they were alive.

but……

——If Jiang Yu were here, what would he do?

——If... I was Jiang Yu, what would I... do?

A thought flickered.

The middle-aged truck driver who had accomplished nothing had a strange light dancing in the depths of his eyes.

The next moment, the chariot under his command was already in motion. And accompanied by the cry that spread throughout the entire Hittite army.

"In the name of the Hittite Warmaster, kill all the Hebrews!"

Chariots, rushing like a tide.

………………………………

"Unexpected." In the Central Continent command center, Chu Xuan pushed his glasses slightly. In front of him was a complex chessboard made of solid light. The chess pieces in one of the positions were originally just bronze chariots, but at this time they were transformed into silver materials.

"The rotten wood that I thought could not be carved actually still has the possibility of independent improvement. It seems that destiny is indeed on our side."

Opposite the chariot is a white sacrifice, and the coating of the sacrifice is homogeneous silver.

"And in this way, this place, which was originally just a stalemate under the consensus of you and me, has turned into a unilateral deadlock. The monks can't deal with the chariot, unless... put extra money nearby, beyond the original plan. The power of planning.”

"Can you accept this result?"

On Mount Sinai, a dim white light poured out silently.

The situation no longer allowed Yawei to continue testing.

It was forced to enter the battlefield early.