Villain Lord: Both The Player And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me

Chapter 834: Blue Star Decisive Battle

The Old Ones, driven by a certain will, launched an attack on the Abyss player base. It didn't take much to figure out that it was the Old Ones who were responsible.

"Have you noticed it so quickly?

It seems that it’s time for a decisive battle..."

Looking at the dark clouds on the horizon, Qi Wubai's eyes were cold. The dark demonic power came from all directions and condensed towards him. His body became taller and more ferocious. A pair of wide demonic wings stretched out from behind him, and then he soared into the sky. Flying towards the direction where the music fills the air.

…

Qingbin City.

A formation of bombers passed in a V-shape on the beach.

This is already the twelfth batch of fighters.

The fighter formations that performed the mission ahead were gone and never returned.

"Team Tracer, you can't get any closer, please drop bombs and return immediately!"

The anxious voice of the commander came from inside the bomber.

Captain Wang Bing glanced at the huge shadow that was approaching the coast of the motherland and gritted his teeth.

If we return at this time, we will only be able to kill some of the monsters that came ashore, but everyone knows that the real initiator is the huge shadow hidden in the black mist.

"Call Tracer 1 leader, please give instructions!"

"Call Tracer 1 leader, please give instructions!!"

Inquiries from other pilots echoed in my ears.

Wang Wei frowned. They could drop bombs and return, but the terrifying monster would not return.

Maybe just throwing a bomb at the monster can stop him in his tracks.

"Tracer 1 received, move on!"

"receive!"

All pilots did not hesitate.

"Call the Tracer team, please drop bombs and return immediately. We will also send fighter jets to continue the bombing mission. Don't take risks!"

Every pilot is a valuable asset to the motherland, and Wang Bing deeply understands this.

So after the bomber got closer, he immediately ordered other bombers to drop bombs.

With bursts of sharp whistling sounds, air-to-surface missiles exploded into brilliant sparks on the sea. Countless deep divers were engulfed in flames, and large areas of the coast were cleared by bombs. This would give the defensive forces on the ground a ray of breathing time.

"Call Unit 1, the bombing mission has been completed!"

"Aircraft No. 1 has received it, please return immediately!"

Wang Bing continued to rush forward in the fighter jet.

He was flying a strategic bomber with two medium-sized nuclear bombs in the cabin.

If he can fly near the shadow and throw a nuclear bomb, the power of the nuclear bomb will be maximized.

In fact, the military has used nuclear bomb silos to throw nuclear bombs at the phantom before, but the phantom has a strong distortion ability, and all locking systems are completely ineffective for it. This causes all nuclear bombs launched remotely from the nuclear bomb silo to miss. , this distortion can only be avoided by the close proximity of bombers.

"Call Unit 1, call Unit 1!"

"This is the command headquarters! Please return Unit 1 immediately!"

"Wang Bing! What are you going to do?"

On the bomber, Wang Bing did not speak, but carefully looked at the strange shadow. It seemed to be a huge giant. His head looked like a huge octopus with bat wings, and he carried a magnificent city behind him. Faintly appearing in the shadow, like a mirage.

Just by taking a glance, countless strange murmurs appeared in his mind.

It was like ten thousand bees humming, affecting his thinking.

The world in his eyes began to distort. The levers seemed to have turned into slippery tentacles. The dense instruments turned into eyeballs. Countless black bugs emerged from under the seat cushion and crawled all over his body. Such scenes were intermittent, as if they were released. I started a slideshow, in which reality and illusion frequently flickered and intertwined.

Wang Bing recalled the commander's description of the strange shadow.

"Unknowable, undefinable, unobservable..."

He kept his head down as much as possible, just looking at the dashboard, concentrating and trying not to care about the babble.

The bomber was getting closer and closer to the phantom, and the target distance observed on the instrument panel was also rapidly shrinking.

When less than two hundred meters away from the target.

Wang Bing, who was almost going crazy from the babble, pressed the bomb button with red eyes.

The two nuclear bombs popped out of the magazine and hit Cthulhu accurately with the inertia of the bomber's flight.

At the same time, Wang Bing gritted his teeth and pulled the lever upwards.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the bomber still plunged into the black mist surrounding the Old Ones.

"Dududu——"

The red warning lights in the cabin were flashing, and the bomber's instruments, which were normally operating normally, suddenly malfunctioned.

"Tracer 1, your bombing mission has been completed, please return immediately."

"Report to the headquarters!" Wang Bing's voice was intermittent, as if he was enduring extreme pain. He shouted hoarsely:

"The instrument failed! I can't return!"

"Please motherland, continue... move forward... salute!"

boom--!

Following two earth-shattering explosions.

Everyone at Qingbin City Headquarters looked at two huge mushroom clouds rising from the sea.

The intercom also turned into a series of electromagnetic sounds.

"Tracer 1, please reply when you receive it!"

"Tracer 1, please reply when you receive it!"

"King Bing!!!"

The commander standing in front of the signal platform looked in the direction of the mushroom cloud with tears in his eyes and clenched his fists.

...

On the coast, Abyss players are fighting hard against the torrent of the Old Families.

Before the disintegration of Blue Star Will, all the Blue Star military, Abyss players and Winter City players had been notified in advance of the meaning of their existence.

So even though the Abyss players were all more ferocious than the Old Familiars, they were not attacked by the military.

And now that the will of the abyss has disappeared, they will no longer be affected by the will of the abyss, so they will not be manipulated by killing and violent emotions. Naturally, they will not kill their teammates after killing red eyes. Today's abyss players are just a group of people wearing robes. Just ordinary people wearing devil's skin.

Under the cloudy sky, countless red sword lights intertwined, like an airtight net covering the waves of monsters.

The sword marks fell, creating several bloody paths. Flesh and blood exploded all over the sky, and blood rained down.

Countless sucking tentacles were seen emerging from the rotten flesh. In the center surrounded by these tentacles, a huge crack opened on the beach. Countless deep divers were sucked into it and turned into nutrients for growth, followed by the ground. There was a shaking, and a huge octopus-shaped monster emerged from the rolling gravel. Its sharp roar shook the sky, and the dense eyes on the octopus' head revealed extreme anger and malice.

"Damn it, I can't even kill all these old relatives!"

Around the Tide Diver, several abyss players had ugly expressions.

They have to consume demonic energy when fighting, otherwise they can only fight hand-to-hand.

Obviously fighting hand-to-hand with the Old Ones is not a good choice.

Therefore, they can only be like the fusiliers in ancient times. The first group of demonized players will go to rest after using up their magic energy, and the following group of demonized players will continue to fight, thus relaying the fight.