Hearing these words from his younger brother who has always cared about him, he watched all his teammates die here. Fang Zhenzhen had mixed feelings in the center. Either he was so angry that he wanted to scold Wang Lei, or he felt like he had nothing left and wanted to cry, or he probably wanted to plead for his brother.
But at this moment, he was being choked and couldn't say a word. Thousands of words can only be gathered in my heart at this moment.
"You can go with peace of mind. I won't let anything happen to your brother. But you are too much in the way!" Wang Lei's tone was very cold. She exuded a fierce aura, and her golden pupils shone with a cold and sharp light.
She held Fang Zhenzhong's neck tightly with one hand, and his pain could be felt from Fang Zhenzhong's slightly twisted body and tone. Wang Lei's fingers seemed to be condensed with ice. Invisibly, thin water flowed out from her fingers, like an invisible sharp blade, effortlessly piercing Fang Zhenzhong's neck.
At this moment, Fang Zhenzhong's pupils were full of ferocity and unwillingness, but he could not convey a single sound. Wang Lei's face was emotionless, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, outlining an indifferent smile. The dark aura around her seemed to sing the praises of this cruel scene, which was chilling.
The ruthless water flow slipped from her fingers, taking away Fang Zhenzhong's last breath. Then, Wang Lei loosened her fingers, and Fang Zhenzhong's body fell to the ground with a dull impact. The surrounding demons seemed to have been waiting for a long time. They came like shadows, exuding a strong and sinister aura.
Without mercy, these demons pounced on the man's body like hungry wolves. Their claws and teeth were like sharp blades, tearing the man's body to pieces, and the blood solidified into dark red spots on the ground. There is no trace of pity in the eyes of the demons, only the desire for the body and the desire to devour.
All the soldiers who died in battle were completely annihilated at this moment. Everything about them was ruthlessly erased, leaving only miserable wreckage and confusing blood stains. Wang Lei's eyes were still cold in this bloody scene. She seemed to have been accustomed to such a scene, and she no longer had any feelings about life and death.
Like a corner of hell, death and cruelty unfolded in front of the gate of the Tiantian Temple, the capital of mankind. The devouring sounds of demons intertwined with the sounds of skin and bones cracking, forming a terrifying song. Endless darkness shrouded this area, as if telling the arrival of a new era.
Wang Lei suddenly felt an unusually powerful presence. Slowly turning her head, her golden pupils locked on a man not far away. The man's posture was upright, his expression was full of indignation, his eyes were full of anger, and he seemed to be unwaveringly prepared to face the demon army in front of him.
Under the hazy sky, Ye Ning's body was surrounded by small and flickering golden flames. These flames were tiny and bright, and they rolled and rotated around Ye Ning, like the dancing gauze of a golden elf. Even under the light of a cloudy day, these golden flames shine brightly, like dots of stars, adding a strange aura to Ye Ning.
This layer of golden flames exudes a solemn and majestic aura. This is a fire that transcends the law. It condenses the determination filled with righteous indignation into the fire and becomes more firm. Ye Ning stood there, upright and solemn.
Every strand of the golden flame seemed to carry Ye Ning's will. They circled and jumped, sometimes flying, sometimes quiet, exuding blazing temperature, declaring unyielding determination. Under the gloomy sky, this divine light seemed to illuminate the darkness at this moment.
Ye Ning's eyes were firm and sharp. He stared at Wang Lei, not afraid of her power, and used his eyes to accuse cruelty. Surrounded by golden flames, the laws of nature favored him, and Ye Ning was fearless.
This golden flame shone brighter and emitted a hotter temperature as Ye Ning saw the soldiers being torn apart, and with Ye Ning's anger. Even though they were nearly a hundred meters apart, Wang Lei noticed something strange.
Ye Ning walked firmly, his eyes firmly locked on Wang Lei. With every step he took, the golden flames around him grew hotter and brighter, as if turning his anger and determination into burning power.
The area surrounding the golden flame continued to expand, like a barrier, separating Ye Ning from the dark sky. These flames flashed with bright golden light, and they seemed to be the embodiment of Ye Ning's angry emotions, using the power of fire to express the anger in his heart.
"These soldiers have protected us for so long, and your peace has been created by them. Are you so heartless? What do you think of the lives of soldiers?! You make their sacrifices for hundreds of years meaningless!"
Ye Ning's voice was full of anger and dissatisfaction, and his words contained deep resentment. He was very angry at Wang Lei's behavior and couldn't bear her contempt for the lives of soldiers and her wantonness here.
His voice echoed in the air, and the flames seemed to pulse with his every step, echoing his emotions. Ye Ning's anger and determination merged into the golden flame, making the golden flame stronger and stronger.
The golden flames and Ye Ning's anger intertwined with each other, like a storm about to break out. Ye Ning's steps seemed to be trampling on the shadows of darkness, while the flames wanted to convey that anger and determination to every corner of the world.
But Wang Lei didn't care. He had just beaten Ye Ning up in the Tiancheng Research Institute ten days ago. How strong could a person become in just ten days? Even though Ye Ning is now very aggressive and full of aura, in Wang Lei's opinion, there is nothing to be afraid of.
However, Wang Lei knew Ye Ning and was a good friend of her "son" Yan Hanjun. It was no surprise that he could appear here in human form. This was Wang Lei's deliberate result.
Ye Ning randomly pulled out a set of clothes from Yan Hanjun's house, but Wang Lei just bought a set for Yan Hanjun this year. Yan Hanjun had nothing to wear and kept it at home, but Ye Ning put on this suit. Wang Lei was very confused, did this boy have such a good relationship with Yan Hanjun? Is this little guy risking his life to come to him to find Yan Hanjun?
"Yan Hanjun is not here. Go to his house to find him." Wang Lei ignored Ye Ning's previous temper. After all, Ye Ning looked like an ant to him. "It's very dangerous here, stay away."
"I came from his house. I came to call you to accompany him." Ye Ning continued to walk forward step by step, her tone cold and full of anger.
"It seems he has figured it out. That's good, but I'm very busy now. Tell him I'll go find him when I'm done." Wang Lei's brain circuit is not on the same channel as Ye Ning's. Wang Lei doesn't know that Yan Hanjun is dead. Ye Ning didn't know that Wang Lei didn't know about this.
Ye Ning was stunned when he heard this innocent tone, and the flames dimmed a little, and asked: "Isn't it Yan Hanjun who you shot to death?"
After hearing this, Wang Lei also understood that Ye Ning came from Yan Hanjun's house, so he wore Yan Hanjun's clothes and came out to cause trouble without reason, so he responded: "How is it possible? He is a superpower and he is harmless. It's critical that he can't die. He's probably just in a coma. You can go back and take a look."
"Huh, you did it as expected!" As he spoke, Ye Ning was filled with rage. A hot temperature erupted in the surrounding air, and an invisible aura spread around Ye Ning. He said slowly, "Yes. If you did it, then it will be easy to handle. No matter what it is, you should kill someone to pay for it!"
"Yan Hanjun is dead?!" Wang Lei looked at Ye Ning's serious look. It was a rare cross-channel chat. Wang Lei finally understood that Ye Ning came here for revenge.
"If you can lie on the ground bleeding and write a suicide note and still not die! Then it's your fault!" Ye Ning said coldly and calmly, "But these soldiers were all killed by you. You, Can’t run away!”
Only then did Wang Lei understand that Yan Hanjun might be really dead. And according to Ye Ning's words, the suicide note left by Yan Hanjun also pointed out that Wang Lei did it.
"This white-eyed wolf!" Wang Lei had veins all over her body. She simply couldn't understand that she had done so much for Yan Hanjun, but not only stopped shooting at the last moment, but also let Yan Hanjun leave without pursuing him. I have completely done my best to be benevolent and righteous, yet Yan Hanjun still thinks that he is the murderer!
"In this case, he is dead, then you have no need to live anymore!" Wang Lei said fiercely with anger on his face.
Wang Lei flapped her wings and floated in the air. She raised her hands high and used strange gestures to issue orders to the demons. At her gesture, the surrounding demons suddenly stood up, holding various shapes of firearms, and locked their eyes fiercely on Ye Ning.
Wang Lei gave an order, and the demons lined up closely and moved forward in unison. Their guns were all aimed at Ye Ning, and rows of bullets were fired in Ye Ning's direction like a rainstorm. The sound of gunfire was deafening, and bullets whizzed past, forming a dense rain of bullets.
The eyes of the demons were full of madness and ferocity, like monsters driven by ferocity. They carried out Wang Lei's order without hesitation and pointed their guns at Ye Ning, treating him as an enemy and trying to eliminate him completely.
The bullet traced its trajectory in the air, forming deadly rays of light. The demons' movements were coordinated and orderly, like well-trained warriors, and they launched a merciless attack on Ye Ning.
Wang Lei's order spread quickly among the demons, and their ferocious expressions, gunfire and bullet rain were intertwined. Ye Ning was trapped under the gunfire of many enemies. Guns and bullets rained down on Ye Ning from all directions.
Ye Ning looked at them calmly and coldly as the hail of bullets roared towards them.
The flames follow with fierce momentum, and the attack is like an arrow with no distance to relax.
His gaze is firm and unflinching, and he approaches the battlefield with high morale.
