Chapter 874

"Wait, I'll go in and take a look first …"

"Forbidden spell — Eternal Light!"

A beam of scorching light whizzed down, directly enveloping the entire small city below. In an instant, countless screams and screams rang out from within the city. To ordinary people, a forbidden spell was no less than a heavenly punishment.

"Have you gone mad, Bochetti?!" The woman in black roared with a scythe in her hand. She had just signaled Bochetti to take action later while she sneaked in to take a look, but Bochetti disregarded her and cast a forbidden spell.

If she hadn't delayed her action in advance, she might have been injured by the forbidden spell while she was defenseless.

Bochetti's expression was a little gloomy, but he smiled in the face of the woman's accusation.

"Didn't that woman erase a city with a population of hundreds of thousands? What I've just erased is just a small city with a population of twenty to thirty thousand. Before the broadcast officially announces the completion of the mission, the native population here is not within our protection range. Here, it's not as restrictive as in our original world. So, why don't you experience it? "

"Bochetti, have you been provoked by that Asian woman?" The woman sneered. "Did you confess to her? And she rejected you? "

"No one will think you're mute if you don't speak." Bochetti's emotions were obviously unstable. Rather than saying that he couldn't accept the rejection, it was more accurate to say that he was in a predicament when he couldn't even withstand a single blow from Lychee.

"Wait, there are still living people in the city!"

Crazy's figure turned into a shadow and directly penetrated the city.

How could there be living people in a city that had just been baptized by light?

Even if there were living people? They were definitely not ordinary people, so they would be among the fish that escaped the net.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

An angry roar came from the ruins of the city. Then, a man with blood all over his body ran out of the ruins. He kept shouting. Although they couldn't understand his language, they could imagine that he was cursing angrily.

He probably knew that he didn't have long to live. The invading listeners could get some coordinates from the broadcast, so these fish that escaped the net couldn't hide at all. Therefore, he might have deliberately returned to the small city where he was born to take one last look before he died.

Unfortunately, his last look had completely turned his birthplace into ruins. The tens of thousands of people in the small city turned into ashes under the light. Even their souls were shattered in an instant. His family, his friends, and his memories turned into nothingness in an instant.

Perhaps this was the difference in identity between the invaders and the natives. The radio broadcast did not need captives, nor did it want to develop a puppet army. In this aspect, the radio broadcast was even more racist than Hitler. There was no room for buffer and no possibility of reconciliation, creating a situation where there was no room for negotiation at all.

In their original world, these big shot listeners were like abstinent prisoners who were imprisoned by the broadcast. Once they were indulged in this place, they tended to be very unscrupulous.

There had been a few cases of people deliberately creating massacres for fun. Of course, some big shots had their own integrity, or perhaps they weren't interested in gaining any sense of existence from ordinary people.

The man was 2.5 meters tall. The people in this world were generally taller. At the same time, there were special runes flashing on his body. It was these runes that allowed him to survive the forbidden spell just now. Even so, he was still seriously injured.

Moreover, according to the classification of the listeners, his strength could only be considered to be in the middle of the high-level listeners. He wasn't considered a big shot among the fish that escaped the net. However, the remaining natives with the strength of the big shot listeners in this world could probably be counted on one hand.

A black shadow appeared behind the man, and Chrissy's scythe pierced into the man's chest without any resistance. Then, with a light lift, the tall man was directly lifted up by Chrissy.

Kris enjoyed the feeling of provoking the enemy. Seeing the enemy struggling at death's door under the curse of her Grim Reaper Scythe often gave her a strong sense of excitement.

The man's wails and roars were very pleasant to Crazy's ears. Unfortunately, this fish was too small, so Crazy didn't get much joy from it.

"I'll give you a chance to end this quickly. Tell me, is there anyone else around you?"

Crazy's question was transmitted through her mental power. This could circumvent the language barrier. In fact, because the listeners were at a higher level of life, their intelligence was also very high. It was very easy for most listeners, especially the big shot listeners, to learn a language. However, not many of them were willing to spend time and effort to learn the language of this world that they had conquered.

Even the broadcast sometimes couldn't give an absolutely accurate dynamic target's coordinates in time. Often, after a period of time, by the time the listeners looked for the target, the target had already changed direction. This might be because the broadcast had not officially moved to this world and had yet to establish full control over all aspects of this world.

Unfortunately, the reply Crazy received from the mental message was only meaningless scolding.

"Did you get any information?"

Pochetti was wearing a pair of white gloves. At this moment, he was carefully wiping his wand, and even blew at the magic gem at the top of the wand, as if he was wiping a treasure of art.

"No." Crazy smiled. "I'm just a lowly lifeform whose mind is filled with rage."

With that said,

Crazy flipped her palm, and the scythe of the god of death released a black flame, directly burning the prey on it.

Beneath their feet was a scorched city. In some places, they could clearly see the human-shaped black marks left behind by people who had been burned to ashes.

"Do you think this counts as a work of art?" Pochetti asked.

"Unless you spend some effort to bury this place, and wait for a few thousand years when this world also enters a technological civilization. Even if archaeologists find it then, it can still be regarded as a ruin."

"Like the ancient city of Pompeii?" Pochetti shook his head somewhat absurdly. "If that's the case, it seems that many of the ruins and legends in our world were probably created by the listeners from the other world's invasion."

"Very likely, even including the mythological system." After saying this, Crazy's expression suddenly changed, and she said, "What's going on?"

Pochetti immediately became serious, because not far away, there was suddenly an ancient war song that seemed to carry the breath of time. If it was just a war song, it would be fine. After all, there were countries and armies in this world, but the armies of ordinary people could not create an atmosphere that could make the bigshot listeners feel oppressed.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

As the war song got closer, the ground also began to tremble at this time, as if thousands of horses and horses were galloping.

Pochetti held the wand in his hand and levitated. His mental strength was instantly melted after it was released, so now he could only use this most primitive method to check the situation.

When he rose up, his eyes instantly focused. He saw an army of about 500 people moving in his direction. All of the soldiers in this army wore identical armor, their steps sonorous and uniform, and their movement speed did not seem to be measured by their feet. Because in this short period of time, the army had actually closed the distance from more than 10 kilometers to only a few kilometers.

Crazy also floated up, and when she saw this army, her expression suddenly changed. "This is the Qin army, the Qin army, the ancient Eastern army. A long time ago, I went to China to see the Terracotta Army. That's right, this is the style of their armor."

The culture of this world was completely different from the original world, even the style and style of armor were very different because of the natural enemies they faced. Therefore, the armor of the Qin dynasty was still very easy to distinguish.

The 500 Qin soldiers in the formation, with a big flag with the word "Qin" behind them, and an imperial chariot in the middle. The 500 people seemed to be one, and in the blink of an eye, they had once again closed the distance.

"How could they be here? Impossible, impossible!"

Pochetti let out a cry of surprise.

"Why didn't the broadcast announce it in advance?"

"Let's go!" Kris immediately gave up on the idea of trying to attack, because this army gave her a great sense of fear. When this group of people came to this world by train, there were actually not many peak powers in this world, so they had not experienced the fierce battles of the real big bosses.

However, just as Crazy turned into a black shadow and was about to leave, the Qin army's formation instantly changed. A row of soldiers holding long spears disappeared from where they were, and in the next moment, they appeared around the black shadow.

"Stab! Phew! "

Simple syllables came from the throats of these Qin soldiers,

Then..,

Dozens of long spears stabbed out at the same time,

"Pu!"

Crazy did not have the slightest time to react. In the next moment, her body was forced out by the terrifying aura around her, and then dozens of long spears pierced into her body.

"Lift! Phew! "

The long spears were raised high,

Kris was lifted up like a porcupine.

Just like how she had lifted the native with a sickle,

However, the eyes of the Qin soldiers below were as cold as ice. They did not have the excitement of torturing their prey like she had just now.

It was as if to these Qin soldiers, what they were killing was no different from a pig or a dog.

"Crack! Phew! "

"Ah!!!!"

The long spears were withdrawn, and Crazy's body instantly collapsed. Even her soul was completely torn apart!

A big shot..,

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into thin air!

Cheap..,

Low..,

It even made people feel like it was a waste..,

This was a big shot listener, but he died so simply and hastily.

This was a kind of despair..,

It was the despair brought by this Qin army.

In the past, when the broadcast invaded the Great Qin, the First Emperor led his Great Qin Huben in despair to fight to the death. When he saw his generals and his soldiers begin to die one after another, his empire collapsed in the battle of the listeners sent by the train

Perhaps even the proud Ancestral Dragon had tasted the bitterness of despair. Similarly, as the first to face the descent of darkness in that world, Alexander, in this despair, might have also chosen an unconventional method to go to the church to "play" with the broadcast.

However, it was precisely because the two great monarchs of the East and the West had once experienced this kind of despair that they joined forces and planned to, two thousand years later, make the despair that had fallen on them in the past.

Return the original!

"Forbidden Spell — Descent of Light!"

Pochetti witnessed the scene of Crazy being killed in an instant. At this moment, boundless fear had already engulfed his entire body, but his instincts still made him release another forbidden spell.

He was afraid..,

He panicked..,

There was no trace of the ease and ease he had when he was talking about art..,

What Ancient Pompeii, what killing game, what the thrill of becoming a true god and turning tens of thousands of people into withered bones with a single thought, all of it had flown away at this moment.

In his eyes, there was only a simple and straightforward death of Crazy. Those Qin soldiers seemed to be doing the most simple training, instantly causing a big shot to die!

"Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! "

The sound of the war drums rapidly thundered. Apart from the batch of Qin soldiers who had left the formation with spears, the rest of the Qin soldiers began to charge together. Their steps were orderly, as if they were a whole. In the past, they had grouped together like this, marching in orderly steps, trampling over the Six Nations, trampling over Baiyue, and in hell, it was the remains of the Qin army that had annihilated a group of big shots.

The vast and majestic forbidden spell of light bombarded them, but it only added a negligible scratch on each of their armors, and did not even slow down their charge.

They were still as imposing as ever,

They were still unstoppable.

They were a whole, and the damage was divided equally. In this way, unless Pochetti had the ability to kill hundreds of Qin soldiers in one fell swoop, he would not be able to shake this formation at all!

Pochetti was ready to leave. He even took out a space scroll that was extremely precious to him, but at this moment, there were crossbowmen in the formation who shot arrows. These arrows did not pierce directly at Pochetti, but stopped in the surroundings, and in an instant, sealed off the space!

The divine might of the Great Qin Arrow Formation reappeared!

In the past, after the Qin army swept through the Six Directions, the greatest enemy they had faced was the existence that had descended from the darkness. They were very familiar with how to hunt and face the audience!

They could not let the audience in front of them leave so easily.

Pochetti's space scroll had lost all its effects at this time. Facing the rolling formation, he had taken out all his magical artifacts and other scrolls, but it was of no use.

And this Qin army did not even wave their weapons,

They were like this,

Simply,

Upright,

Without any fancy,

Trampling,

Past.

"Hum! Hum! Hum! "

The sound of orderly footsteps was the most terrifying melody at the end of life for Pochetti, who was on the verge of death.

What Lychee had said to him yesterday appeared in his mind.

Find a hole,

Or you will die.

So, that was what that woman meant ….

On the ground where Pochetti had been standing,

A bloody humanoid figure appeared,

This was the mark left behind after Pochetti's body and soul were trampled,

And the ordinary people in the city he had just destroyed,

Exactly the same!

And the Qin army did not stop. The spear soldiers also returned to line up, and the war song sounded again as they charged towards the next target.

The killing had just begun,

The prelude to the revenge of the old Qin people,

Had just begun!

Two thousand years later,

The hunter and the prey,

Their positions switched!