my god is from hell

The southern junction of D8 and D9 is a sparsely populated suburb. The shadow of a large number of empty rail cars hovering in the air covers this area.

At this time, it was morning, and the sun fell over the suburbs, but it couldn't warm the condensed atmosphere above the head at all.

After Li Qiwu said those words, his honey-colored eyes seemed to melt into broken gold leaf, and irregular golden fragments flowed in the pupils, sacred and split, extremely strange.

It was the first time for everyone to see Li Qiwu's appearance, they were very surprised, and they all looked over at the same time.

Shi Qi seemed to be used to it, so he quickly turned on the optical brain, and said quickly while watching: "Zuo Luoxing, call the gods, the core magic [please close your eyes when it is dark], the effect: shield the vision and hearing. Preliminary Judgment, the development direction is to shield the five senses."

Zuo Luoxing looked over suddenly.

Seventeen did not raise his head, as if he understood Zuo Luoxing's concerns, he explained before starting the next sentence: "Please rest assured, the above and below are all basic information, for Xiwu's reference only, and do not involve your privacy... Next is Lin Ze’s personal information: Calling the gods is unknown, the core magic spell [Gift of the Lost Spear], effect: chase and destroy the set target, the development direction should be to diversify the effectiveness of the spear, such as the stealing that Yan Qing once used Snacks, soul piercing, etc..."

Lin Ze was still silent at first, but when he heard the words, he turned his head to look at Yan Qing expressionlessly.

"It turns out that the times when the divine spear lost its summoning, it was used to do this kind of thing?!"

Behind Lin Ze, a ponytail summoner popped up behind Lin Ze, who only Yan Qing could see, shocked and angry.

Yan Qing was completely unaware of his problem, and after the two looked over, he said seriously, "Did you hear that? Such an easy-to-use stick...a long, long gun, you only use it to stab people. You really are so bad at it." Use it! Work harder!"

Seventeen ignored the bickering between the two, and continued: "Seventeen, an ordinary civilian, mainly focuses on information engineering...The following is the vehicle model information: the first car on the left front, BH20 dual-engine extreme speed rail car, with a speed of 600 kilometers per hour, no large Firepower equipment; the fourth vehicle on the left front, BK20 loaded with railcars, with a speed of 600 kilometers per hour, carrying two large artillery equipment and four N-type missiles, two bombs have been empty; the third vehicle on the right front..."

When Seventeen quickly integrated the information, the hunting team couldn't hold back after all, and took the lead in launching an attack. A missile with a scorching blast shot out from the deformed empty track light.

The high-speed friction of the sharp and high-speed bullet brought up sparkling sparks, and quickly followed Li Qiwu's position.

At the same time, the two empty railcars behind him made a loud engine sound, and their speed was suddenly extremely fast. They approached behind several people in a few flashes, and rushed towards them desperately.

Li Qiwu didn't even move his brows. When he opened his eyes, the honey-colored fragments in his pupils condensed and flipped, like immortal golden stars that had circulated for thousands of years in the collapsed space, sacred and weird.

"Yanyan, [Please close your eyes when it's dark] covers the first from the left, the sixth from the left, and the fifth from the right, all you need is to shield your vision; Zuo Luoxing shifts four positions to three o'clock, don't draw your sword for now; Lin Ze [ The Gift of the Lost Spear] landed on the light blue headlights of the third car on the left rear; Seventeen continued to report the environmental information."

After Li Qiwu's eyes changed color, he didn't need to control his words, he was able to stand in the air, and he avoided the impact of the missiles in front of him and the half-sonic air rail car behind him with extraordinary flexibility, and his body fell lightly like a fallen leaf.

Zuo Luoxing and the others didn't think too much at this time, while avoiding the missiles and the impact, they followed Li Qiwu's instructions to cast the corresponding magic.

And with these simple commands, all the empty railcars that Yan Qing hit lost their way. Because of the speed limit of the models, they fell out of the first echelon, and even hit several empty railcars of the same team.

The position where Zuo Luoxing was parked happened to block the field of vision of a loaded rail car. The spear pierced its navigation system, and at the same time caused the heavy artillery he fired to fall on the other side of his own convoy. The shock wave of the explosion In an instant, a small space on the right hand side was cleared.

In such a short period of more than ten seconds, there was a big gap in the air convoy surrounded by groups.

Li Qiwu also happened to land with Shi Qi at this time, and his position was among several people who had readjusted their positions, ensuring the best vision and his own absolute safety.

The billowing smoke from the explosion of the empty rail car blew in from the south, and the golden sunlight illuminated Li Qiwu's eyes strangely bright. The huge golden phoenix opened its eyes, flowing out the same shattered honey color as Li Qiwu's, with a hint of awe-inspiring evil in its sacredness.

The air was silent for a moment.

The dozens of vehicles surrounding the few people subconsciously postponed the attack. After all, no one wanted to be left behind or lost their lives for no reason. Within a radius of hundreds of meters, there was only the voice of Seventeen broadcasting information.

“今日温度为26℃、体感温度26℃、湿度21%、风速东2米每秒、气压1021百帕、能见度15公里，附近2000米已被清空，无平民及无关车辆路过。”

Yan Qing was standing upright at first, but after reading Seventeen, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Li Qiwu: "Does your academy have to learn so many things? What about magic arts and basic weapons? Can you learn it?"

Li Qiwu looked at Yan Qing with honey-colored eyes, and said very gently: "Actually, it's not that difficult. Yan Yan just needs to eat less snacks, drink less drinks, play less games, sleep less late, and ..."

"Stop it! I'm just a summoner!" Yan Qing quickly covered his ears, slipped behind Zuo Luoxing, and entrusted him with a heavy responsibility, "Luo Luo studies hard!"

"Well... I'll study hard..." Zuo Luoxing glanced at his own god with complicated eyes, he actually thought that the other party would accompany him to class, he was so naive.

Li Qiwu's eyes fell on the empty rail cars and aircraft around him again, and he didn't think they would stop there.

Sure enough, after a stalemate for a while, several envoys walked out of the empty rail car, and chose to hang in the air like them, and the phantom of summoning gods emerged behind them.

"Li Qiwu, do you have to embarrass General Li?"

The person in charge seemed to have known Li Qiwu a long time ago, and his tone was very familiar, with a hint of undisguised persecution.

Li Qiwu showed no sign of embarrassment at all, and the golden eyes of the phoenix phantom behind him swept indifferently: "Uncle Shan, do you have to embarrass me?"

Waiting in front of him was General Li's good friend, Shan Yisheng, deputy director of District 3 of the Divine Management Office, who also came to participate in the arrest.

Shan Yisheng was over forty years old, and the lines between his brows and eyes became more and more serious. Hearing this, his expression remained the same, but his majesty became stronger and stronger.

He didn't answer Li Qiwu's question, but his raised palm had already fallen: "In that case, let me escort you back."

Li Qiwu's honey-colored eyes gathered again.

"Bi Xiang, the art of stealing; Zhang Zhi, the art of heavy profit."

Shan Yisheng quickly gave an order, obviously knowing his subordinates very well, he didn't even need to tell the target of the magic spell, he just drew his gun and shot.

Seventeen had already imported the image data of the three people into the system when Shan Yisheng made his voice, checked the database, and quickly called up the magical data of several people.

"They're all 'fetch' magical spells. The thief takes the real thing, and the profit takes the imaginary." Seventeen said in the most concise and quick tone.

Li Qiwu quickly reacted: "Yanyan, the flames of revenge; Zuo Luoxing attacked in close quarters, Lin Ze responded from the side, and the 10th and [-]th minute countdown."

"Okay." Seventeen quickly turned on the timer, knowing that it was the time for the prophecy without Li Qiwu's reminder.

Before coming over, Li Qiwu had already avoided a secret investigation with the prophecy, and there was a certain cooling time.

Yan Qing used the flame of vengeance to burn off the induction of the "gravity" magic in advance. He didn't use the complete flame of vengeance, because with Zuo Luoxing's current spiritual power, it was only enough to fully cast it once, and the effect was not as good as burning the opponent's magic. .

Zuo Luoxing had also come close, and while avoiding the missiles fired from all around, he approached Shan Yisheng. Orange flames exploded beside him, bringing out the smell of gunpowder smoke.

Although Lin Ze walked like riding the wind under Yan Qing's controlling magic, his body was not at all stagnant, and he turned a blind eye to Shan Yisheng and the two people around him. The empty rail car behind was wiped out dazzling sparks.

"Divine spells—everything goes wrong."

Before the hot debris splashed by the sparks had time to be blown away by the wind, the traces that were drawn were like heat, flashing with a light of surprise, and then expanded and exploded in an instant!

Shan Yisheng didn't expect that Zuo Luoxing's speed was so fast, and he didn't expect that Lin Ze's goal was the car behind him, so he was caught in two explosions for a moment, and his chest and arms were quickly scratched by the high-temperature fragments that burst out. The burn is black, and it smells like barbecue.

The remaining empty railcars finally had to get out of the car, gave up the idea of ​​killing the angel with a missile whose speed was less than half the speed of sound, and formed a line-up posture.

Seventeen counted the number of people around him at the right time, provided information on the enemy's divine arts, and finally looked down at the light screen, adding: "This is all the envoys inside."

"all?"

Li Qiwu's evil honey-colored pupils looked at their bodies standing in mid-air one by one, then glanced at the remaining empty rail cars, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up.

He looked at Yan Qing who had just extinguished the flames in his eyes, and the golden phoenix glowed behind him: "Yan Yan, they can't fly! Beat them!"

Yan Qing turned his head and saw more than a dozen people hanging in mid-air waiting to release their respective summoning gods, and the virtual images covered nearly half of the sky.

But among them, only a few divine envoys truly possessed the ability to float, and he was far less proficient at assisting teammates in floating.

Yan Qing first indulged in narcissism for a while, and then did not perform other magic spells, and quickly approached several divine envoys who were floating in the air.

"Why so fast!"

Those people never expected that Yan Qing's speed was comparable to that of the suspected assassin next to Shan Yisheng. He approached hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, and punched him innocently with watery eyes!

"Divine Art—Floating Light..."

The envoy hadn't finished speaking, and hadn't finished the magical gesture, when he was punched in the face. Who knows who is the most powerful!

Anyway, after one punch, he lost consciousness.

"Upon!"

Another god who can levitate accepts people on his side, and has no time to distract himself from performing magic.

But fortunately, the rest of the envoys reacted, and dozens of divine spells poured out at Yan, all of which were attacking divine spells in a fit of anger.

Of course I saw it, and when I was about to say something, I saw Yan Qing quickly made a face at the person, and in the blink of an eye he was already beside Zuo Luoxing, who was 800 meters away.

He is summoning the gods. For these attacking divine spells with fixed landing points, if the distance is far enough, only one summoning is enough to avoid the range of the cast.

Li Qiwu had exactly the same idea just now, so he asked Yan Qing to go over. As a result, he didn't need to remind him on the return journey, and Yan Qing understood what he meant.

Li Qiwu couldn't help but think about Yan Qing's back.

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