"Captain Lin, how do you feel?"
Outside the copy, Zhang Tie looked at Lin An eagerly. He was really curious about Lin An's figure that suddenly disappeared and then appeared again.
That's a suit, and I don't know what the suit's skills are like.
"not bad."
With a smile on his face, Lin An replied lightly.
The death aura is equivalent to group AOE. Although it has not been tested, Lin An can roughly estimate the damage caused.
Not surprisingly, the effect should be similar to Soul Scream.
With his current terrifying life recovery speed, an ordinary third-level person would probably be drained of his life force within a few seconds, and die in pieces in the field.
Not only that, the range is larger and the consumption is less.
As a single target, you have Destruction, Blitz, and Judgment, and as a group, you have Death Aura, Collapse, and Void Walking.
Coupled with a series of self-created skills, his combat power can be said to be perfectly complete, with almost no weaknesses at all.
The next thing to do is basically level up like crazy and reach the third level.
Subsequent promotion to the fourth level... There are many choices for Lin An.
One is to explore on his own, and the other is to follow the steps step by step, using the power of the entire war zone to complete the card task for him, and be directly promoted to the fourth level of the title!
In the previous life, it took the strongest human beings three years to reach the fourth level. Maybe in his case, one year is enough!
Seeing Lin An's good mood, Xiong Hanzi also smiled and glanced at the blade of his left hand.
"Then Captain Lin, should we continue to stay here or go back?"
"Should we give a hint to that boy from Tyr?"
His eyes were rolling. He was used to getting benefits from everywhere with Lin An. He always felt that if he didn't get some benefits after coming back, he would feel as uncomfortable as a cat scratching his head.
He chuckled lightly and looked at Xiong Hanzi's sullen expression. He shook his head slightly:
"Need not."
"Contacting Tell with my identity will not have the best effect."
"Tell him that we are already in Soviet Russia. He will only think that since we are here, he will not be willing to pay much for helping."
"Let's see if he takes the initiative to contact me."
"But, you can show up with another identity."
His eyes flickered, and a smile appeared on Lin An's lips.
If Tyre asked for his own body, he would naturally have excuses to ask for reasonable remuneration. After all, it’s so far away, so if you ask yourself, the “fare” must be reimbursed, right?
It would be even more difficult if Tyr found his identity as Renn.
In the eyes of the Soviet-Russian theater, no matter what, Renn is still one of their own, and there is a high probability that they will try every means to win over Renn, and maybe they even want to let " Renn " check and balance themselves.
In this way, the Soviet Theater will only be more willing to treat Renne!
After thinking about this, Lin An directly opened the chat channel of the Soviet-Russian theater and quickly checked the current situation.
As soon as I clicked on it, a dense waterfall of information was brushed down at high speed, and the entire war zone channel was extremely lively.
At a quick glance, most of them were discussing their other identities.
"Has anyone found the identity of the mysterious man? If you find it, I will be grateful to you in the Brown Bear Safe Zone!"
"A piece of blue equipment, selling information about the Day Walker Killer at a very low price, only sold once!"
"The Soviet Union's ground forces at Forayebao are offering a high reward for information on the Sunwalker killer! Those who can provide effective information will be given full regimental-level treatment!"
...
Bounties, liars, pleadings, prostitution, pretenders, the huge Soviet-Russian war zone almost all revolves around themselves.
However, among a large number of similar messages, a few messages caught Lin An's attention.
One batch was released by dozens of Awakeneds. New zombies appeared, and a large wave of zombies attacked their base. The other group was that someone in the wilds of Chita encountered an attack by a third-order mutant that they had never seen before. The last part is a large number of survivors who claim that they were separated from the main army and sought rescue.
Three completely different pieces of information did not cause much ripples in the Soviet-Russian theater.
But in Lin An's view, he immediately realized that this was the precursor to the Chita disaster.
Although the Soviet military tried their best to suppress this incident, they did not dare to let survivors in other areas know that they could not control the disaster. However, with the large-scale spread of Chita zombies, it is difficult to completely suppress the information. If nothing else, in three or four days, when the Chita disaster spreads to other areas, even the survivors who are slow to respond will instantly realize that there must be a big problem in a certain area!
While watching Lin An check the information, Zhang Tie wandered around the entrance of the copy a little bored.
While dangling around, he looked at the portrait on the wall that startled him, and couldn't help but ask Lin An:
"Captain Lin, although our trip went very smoothly, I always feel that it is too simple."
Glancing at Little Mo Ling who had dozed off after publishing the copy, Zhang Tie rubbed his head, feeling that something was not right in his heart.
He was used to narrowly surviving every dungeon with Lin An. The first time he solved it so smoothly, he was a little afraid that there might be some problems left behind.
Looking up at Zhang Tie who was thinking wildly, Lin An pondered for a moment, smiled and shook his head:
"Probably not."
"Actually, this copy is not easy either. It's just that our strength exceeded the standard by too much, so it seemed very easy."
Pointing to the statue of the Virgin hanging on the wall, Lin An's eyes flashed and he explained lightly:
"Following the normal process, we enter this dungeon named [God]. If we are not strong enough, we must first contact the residents of the town and learn about the cult. Then we will contact the cultists by disguising and completing some noble figures. .”
"In the end, you either have to infiltrate the cultists or sneak into the temple and discover some secrets."
"Thinking about it from their perspective, if we are not strong enough, we have heard a lot of rumors about gods after getting involved in the cult, and the things in the dungeon are indeed very powerful."
"After much consideration, I will definitely get myself involved and think that there are indeed powerful gods in the copy."
"In that case, the difficulty of the dungeon will be raised to an extremely high level, and most awakened people will be too afraid to take action."
"Think about it, if those cultists were not infected with the zombie virus and unable to resurrect, and they could resurrect indefinitely, they would be dead in themselves, let alone the final [god]."
"As for the normal way to break the situation..."
"You still remember the Son of God who suddenly turned his head in the portrait, right? If nothing else, this is the clue to break the situation. The system is telling us that the Son of God has been subcontracted and God has been impersonated.
"Only when it is certain that it is not the true God, can it be possible to think of weakening the power of "God" by destroying faith."
Rubbing his chin, Lin An pushed back on what should have happened:
"Remember when we entered the dungeon and there were no missions?"
"If I'm not wrong, it should be the thing in the dungeon that changed the original mission. He has been here for so many years, and he probably modified the clues and information in the dungeon. In order to let the entrants, really Think of him as a god.”
Having said that, Xiong Hanzi nodded blankly after hearing this. After Lin An said this, he felt much more at ease.
Touching his head, he touched the portrait with a sigh:
"..This guy said he has lived for hundreds of years. Hasn't he been hiding in the dungeon to pretend to be a god?"
Lin An nodded casually, remembering the information he had seen before setting off.
"That's right, if it's a few hundred years, the time would be around the seventeenth century. Maybe he even created a werewolf witch... just like the introduction to the copy said."
Halfway through the words, Lin An's smile suddenly froze, and a thunderbolt struck in his mind.
etc! ?
Where are the werewolves and witches in the dungeon? There are legends about this, isn’t it from the real world hundreds of years ago?
Hundreds of years! ? Orthodoxy..replaced god! ?
In an instant, several unrelated pieces of information were instantly connected into an incredible fact in my mind.
Staring at the baby in the Virgin's arms, Lin An remembered the way the thing in the copy possessed humans.
After a while, a crazy idea came to his mind.
He and Chu An had previously speculated that the apocalypse had broken out many times in this world, and many awakened people had survived as survivors, hiding in unknown corners.
Those myths and legends in human history were probably created by these people.
But, now that I think about it...
No!
Perhaps from a distant era, some extraordinary beings from other worlds encountered doomsday disasters, and in order to avoid the doomsday, they entered the human world!
They pretend to be humans and claim to be gods? !
Frozen in place, after Lin An thought of this, a series of incredible and absurd speculations emerged uncontrollably.
So, why hide in the human world? Why is it okay to hide in the human world? ?
(I'm stuck on the penalty copy...)
Recalling Hui Qiu's words, Lin An swallowed dryly, and the most likely guesses flashed through his mind.
The earth is a copy of punishment.
My own rebirth is that the copy has been reset! ?
