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- It was like a cloud bomb suddenly exploded on the flat ground!
Strong winds blew, trees fell, and fist-sized gravels were splashed in all directions.
Matsumoto Jiefu is the core of the explosion!
His body seemed to be awakening a god from nothingness. Incomparably powerful power suddenly descended on him from another unfathomable world.
It felt like a hill was suddenly thrown down from space. The huge fireball with its tail flame crashed down, shaking the entire earth!
With the arrival of this force, it stirred up the wind and clouds and interfered with gravity. All time and space within a dozen meters around it seemed to be strongly disturbed. The air rippled, the airflow surged rapidly, and the light was messy. Refracted in the air, a huge tornado was forming at a rapid speed with him as its core.
His whole body was glowing, and every pore was sputtering out with huge energy, like a mountain, like a star, suddenly entering reality from nothingness, and everything around him was naturally affected. Influence.
The land around him cracked open inch by inch, with huge and twisted cracks extending for tens of meters. The piece under his feet extended in a circular shape, forming a large radial pit from the inside out. His whole body was like Hanging in the air like that, looking at the opposite side with solemn eyes.
Thousands of Indians but not a single one was affected!
The towering trees around them that were as thick as their waists were uprooted and swept by strong winds. They were blown to unknown places, but they were not affected in the slightest.
Everyone looked at their holiness with piety!
A magical force protected them.
Just as the blood-stained sheepskin scroll was burned in the bonfire, twisted and weird pictures and texts flew out of the bonfire one after another. Those were the words of the Indians!
Generally speaking, the Indians, except for one branch of the Mayan people, do not have writing.
But in fact, the Indians have their own unique sacrificial writing, which is considered to have magical power. Only the shamans in the tribe have the opportunity to receive guidance from the underworld, and can learn it without a teacher and learn it by themselves. It was put into flames and burned during sacrifices to pray to the gods of heaven and earth.
This group of twisted pictures and text constitutes a sacrificial text that contains magical power: With this prayer to the gods of heaven and earth, all the descendants of our Mizhou bloodline swear by their souls that they are willing to support Saint Russell and become the leader of Mizhou. King, sacred to the Indians!
The blood-stained parchment was drafted by Russell and signed with blood by leaders and shamans of more than 600 Indian tribes throughout the Americas, representing the will of the entire American Indian race.
The moment it was ignited, it used all contract signers as nodes to communicate with millions of Indians throughout the state, forming a network of luck throughout the state.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? together together? ??????????? out out out out of the blue, are you willing to make Saint Russell the King of the Mi-State, the Sacred One of the Indians?
All Indians have made a decision in their hearts.
The endless energy began to take Russell as the core, condensing an incomparable power.
Russell was surrounded by an invisible force, slowly rising from the ground, like a historical giant standing on the tide. At this moment, he is the core of this world!
Matsumoto took a deep breath, and his eyes became more solemn. Suddenly, waves of space ripples rippled slightly behind him, and traces of twisted and unclear lines descended from the void, so that the whole person's aura suddenly increased tenfold. Not only that, he was able to resist the impact of that powerful force without giving an inch.
Correspondingly, Russell could not help but frown slightly. After waves of ripples behind him, a vague black figure slowly emerged from nothingness, as if it was slowly emerging inch by inch from the unfathomable deep sea. .
In the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two sides, strong winds raged throughout the wasteland, and gunfire piled up. After a piercing thunder and lightning, a torrential rain washed the entire wasteland.
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Time goes back to one minute ago.
¡°Oh, look, this satellite picture, my God, it¡¯s incredible!¡±
A great scientist made an inhuman exclamation, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
At this time, in the satellite signal receiving station, scientists were studying the processed detection photos sent back by the satellite in real time.
? This work was unanimously recognized by all the knowledgeable scientists from the beginning, and the entire country¡¯s upper echelons collectively lost their minds!
??One leading physicist is venting his displeasure, and he is particularly disgusted by this decision.
"You don't know, the experiment I'm doing has entered a critical stage. These damn politicians, they actually let me stay here and look at these boring and boring pictures. It's really unreasonable! If I didn't need their approval If I had more funds for experiments, I would rather stay at home and masturbate If there is anything surprising, bring it over and let me see!"
He grabbed the picture, pushed up his glasses, glanced at it casually, and commented subconsciously, "These two guys are quite handsome. Oh my God, what's going on? This leaf, These insects, have they received any external force? Isn¡¯t this the characteristic of sonic weapons?¡±
When he looked up, everyone was crowded together. They were gathered in front of the big screen transmitting real-time images. They all looked like demented idiots, with their mouths wide open, watching the almost magical live broadcast. , everyone is Spartan!
"boom!"
He knocked on the table hard and shouted, "Can someone help me draw the high-energy curve and process the various detection data? I want the most complete information. If one item is missing, I will become the biggest sinner in the history of the United States." ! Oh, my God, is this the Lord and Satan coming together?"
The scientists who were reminded quickly returned to their respective posts. They saw the numbers detected by the satellite on the computer platform, and their facial expressions were distorted one by one.
"What the hell, is this still the earth?"
"I'm sure there must be more than one cloud bomb hidden under his coat!"
"How does the energy in his body react? Is he equipped with a miniature nuclear fusion reactor?"
"Oh my god, his life magnetic field is incredibly strong! Compared with him, normal people are just incompletely evolved reptiles!"
The scientists were busy calculating, sorting, and analyzing, and their heads were getting bigger and bigger. At this moment, if they were given ten mouths, they would not be able to express their shock!
"Well, look, what is that behind them? Damn it, this unlucky satellite, is it subject to some signal interference? Why is the image so unclear? Increase the frequency, increase the frequency!"
Under the loud roars of the scientists, the staff operating the satellite detection worked hard to adjust the instruments. Suddenly, a staff member shouted in horror, "No, the energy detected by the satellite exceeded the threshold. It is exceeding the limit." Operation under load! Adjust it down quickly!"
Before he finished speaking, a series of electric sparks appeared on the entire operating platform. Many precision instruments and satellites were scrapped together!
Black smoke is rising!
No one cared about the two satellites, and the scientists screamed in anger.
"Oh my God! My data! Damn it, what kind of broken satellite is this? How can it be scrapped at the critical moment?"
"By the way, there are still planes. Hurry up and get the plane to the scheduled battlefield! Let them hurry! Don't delay even a second!"
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??During the thunderstorm, two Apache gunships were flying through the thunderstorm.
They are the nearest aircraft, always on standby at high altitude, ready to start a bloody feast at any time.
The helicopters were fully armed and loaded with elite soldiers, ground-attack missiles, and aircraft cannons. They could kill nearly a thousand people without any hindrance. When used against civilians, it was already a standard overkill, but at this time it was used To do reconnaissance photography, I don¡¯t know if it is considered a useless place for heroes.
A soldier looked at the sudden heavy rain outside the window and felt a little strange in his heart, "This heavy rain must have come too fast. There was no warning before, but it suddenly started to be so heavy."
Another soldier nodded, but pointed out another doubt, "Have you noticed that these rain clouds disperse very regularly, like a funnel or a whirlpool! We are flying towards the center of the whirlpool !¡±
"We're here, look, there, in the sky in the sky are two people flying"
The soldiers are all Spartan!
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Matsumoto's fists tightened and clenched, and the overwhelming momentum vented the murderous intent and violence in his heart. However, a trace of forbearance in his heart told him that it was impossible to fight with this Indian here. worth it.
A small leak will sink a great ship!
He suddenly regretted it very much. Why did he have to make trouble? He should have killed the mouse as soon as he found out the whereabouts of the mouse. There was no benefit in getting entangled with these guys. Not to mention making enemies for nothing.
?Originally, as non-infinite space inheritors, they only inherited a small part of things and could relatively belong to the same position. But now with such a commotion, the chance of forming an alliance can almost be said to have been cut off!
At this moment, two Apaches with propellers beating came over without even a glance.
Matsumoto was annoyed for a moment, and suddenly turned his head and glared. A mental force like a landslide and tsunami instantly destroyed the brain of an Apache pilot, and the plane spun and rolled down.
The other plane looked at it, no, it was attacked!
Subconsciously, I pressed the trigger, and whoosh, two surface-to-air missiles were launched together with a series of aviation cannon bullets!
ps: Thank you, Lord Wuwu, for your hard work!
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