nycdaug Chapter 750 The Weight of the World
Chapter 750 The Weight of the World
And the protagonists of this arena are generally those high-level professionals.
The Missars will capture some professionals above level [-], let them fight each other, and bet on it for fun.
If there are no fifth-level professionals, it will also cost some fourth-level or third-level professionals, or even one level. Of course, these Missars will not let these low-level professionals go to death, but will give them some equipment to let them Take advantage of it.
They are all human races, but they are just two different planes and standpoints, and they don't treat each other as human beings.
Under the ruins, the fifth-level professional looked at the seventh-level professional who had just rushed out, his face was full of horror, died like this?
Is it worth it for a Misar level seven?
The eighth-level zombie peeled off the corpse of the sixth-level professional just now, and grabbed the seventh-level Misar and began to eat it. At this moment, the seventh-level Misar is not completely dead.
The vitality of the seventh level is very strong.
"A lunatic, a lunatic!"
"If I had known earlier, I would have killed you in advance!"
Misar's eyes were red and bloodshot, looking at the corpse of the sixth-level professional just now, he wished to drink his blood and eat his flesh, but at this moment he can't do anything, he can only be honestly eaten by the eighth-level zombies .
It is an extremely cruel thing to be eaten by other creatures in a conscious state, but it is also the price these Missars deserve.
The eighth-level zombie ate the brains of the Missar man abruptly, and the power of the seventh-level law slowly dissipated. About half a minute later, the eighth-level zombie looked at the surrounding low-level professionals with a look of disgust in their eyes , but then showed the meaning of paying attention to it.
At this point, everyone knows that there is no seventh level in this region anymore, but there are still sixth level, fifth level, and some ordinary people.
These zombies are not picky either. At this moment, the fifth-level professional who walked towards the ruins just now showed a brutal look on his face. The latter was in the ruins with a dull expression. After a while, he simply walked out of the ruins.
"Drafting mother, I've been around for a few days, and I'm dead anyway. Today, I must eat a piece of your meat!" The fifth-level professional looked grim, but before he took two steps, he was surrounded by eighth-level zombies. His breath was so oppressed that he couldn't move, and his legs gradually bent.
At this point, the fifth-level professional took out a sharp blade and looked at the eighth-level zombies around him, with a look of despair in his eyes, "Even if I die, I won't let you eat fresh ones!"
After all, the professional directly slashed the sharp blade towards his neck, but the pain and blood he imagined did not appear, and he supported the professional's arm with both hands, clamping the blade.
"What's the hurry, it's not time for you to die yet!" Jiang Yang stood behind the fifth-level professional, looking coldly at the surrounding zombies, and the ring of ten laws spun wildly around.
Roar!
Jiang Yang directly twisted the arm of the eighth-level zombie just now, and his head was blown off the next moment.
Before the fifth-level professional was surprised, suddenly there was an energy fluctuation spreading around Jiang Yang, and the air began to ripple, and the law of time spread around Jiang Yang.
Within a radius of one kilometer, everything fell into a time stop.
A pale thunderbolt appeared in Jiang Yang's palm, and then the thunderbolt wandered in the air like a little snake.
In the large area, within the range of the time stop, a thunder circle centered on Jiangyang, spreading rapidly towards the surroundings, as long as the creatures affected by the thunder circle were turned into fly ash in an instant.
Of course, except for those human life forms.
The eighth-level zombie was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of this pale lightning. When it touched the lightning, it was instantly ignited and then burned to death.
The violent laws of the thunder system swayed around Jiang Yang, and rushed straight into the sky, forming a thundercloud in the sky. It is a real thundercloud, not a large cloud, but a thundercloud that is densely packed together. cloud.
Time stop ends.
The fifth-level professional was stunned for a moment, and looked around, eyes full of horror.
"You are... Jiang Yang!"
Everyone in the region saw Jiang Yang's live broadcast not long ago. At this moment, the fifth-level professional was full of excitement. He was rescued by Jiang Yang!
Who is Jiang Yang?That is the existence of killing Misar people like killing chickens and dogs!
"Stop talking nonsense, call everyone, and enter the death penalty zone!" Jiang Yang didn't have the heart to talk to this fifth-level, as if a whirlpool appeared around him, frantically absorbing the shattered laws of the eighth-level zombies who were killed just now .
[The host cannot absorb the power of the law during the day, and will be targeted by the will of the earth! 】
The system reminded in time, but Jiang Yang was startled, what do you mean?
daytime?
Jiang Yang looked up, the sky was dark, and the black clouds were full of zombies. It was indeed daytime now, but the arrival of the zombie plane directly caused darkness to permeate the sky of the earth plane.
A trace of the power of law entered Jiang Yang's death penalty area, and at this moment, a huge pressure acted on Jiang Yang's shoulders, as if the whole world was oppressing him.
"If you don't absorb it, you won't absorb it, and if you spit it out, it will be fine?"
Jiang Yang looked annoyed, and spat out a trace of the power of law that had just been absorbed into the death penalty area, but then opened a huge portal on the spot.
"System, is there a way for me to take away the human race on Earth during the day?"
Jiang Yang remembered that the counterfeit had told him that he could not transfer the human race on Earth during the day, and that the Palace of Death was also transferring at night in the past few days.
If the transfer could be carried out during the day, then the transfer of more than 300 large regions on the earth would have been completed long ago.
But according to the reports sent by Ye Qingwei, there are at least 120 survivors who have not been transferred.
[The zombies are coming, causing a lot of killings, and the will of the earth does not want to see the current scene. The host can try to transfer to see if the will of the earth allows it. 】
"Try it? Is there any other way?"
Jiang Yang frowned. If the will of the earth does not allow, those people will not be able to directly enter his death penalty area, which is basically equivalent to death!
"The counterfeit must have a way, the system, is there a way to contact the counterfeit?" Jiang Yang had no choice but to pin his hopes on the counterfeit, but when the name was mentioned, the system did not reply.
Jiang Yang was also very helpless about this, looked at Level [-] who was beside him with an excited face, grabbed the opponent's shoulder, and threw him directly into the portal of the death penalty zone.
The fifth-level professional was successfully thrown in, and at the same time, Jiang Yang felt a huge pressure on his shoulders again.
The ring of ten laws spins crazily, trying to resist this force, but how can the weight of a world be supported by ten eight-level laws?