Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

It turned out to be someone he knew well from the north. How shameless! Zhou Ning felt a little angry and a little amused.

Not only are they firmly under their control, practically their own experience, but they also possess a remarkable blend of tact, cruelty, and humor. If someone poses a mortal threat, even if it's just someone stepping on their head, they'll self-hypnotize, "This was a good move; I've also stained the other person's shoe with my tongue." A typical product of the times.

At this moment, a large number of werewolves were already rushing in with rumbling footsteps, pouring into the street corner at the call of the Moon Wolf Silas. Although most of the werewolves had already perished under Bishop Ronald's thunderbolt, their sheer number was still a terrifying force, so densely packed that the end was in sight.

But at the street corner, dirt and stone had already been piled up, and numerous machine guns and cannons had been deployed. A floating ship floated in mid-air, ready for battle. Among them was even a supernatural cannon inscribed with dense alchemical arrays, a truly luxurious sight.

As the werewolves rushed over like a tide, the airship lowered its altitude slightly and adjusted the angles of its artillery and machine guns.

In an instant, the air was filled with smoke, and the sound of "da da da" machine gun fire and the "boom" of artillery suddenly filled the eardrums, tearing the body of the werewolf rushing in the front.

But their ferocity and instinct drove them to rush forward one after another. A few fierce werewolves even jumped high up and tried to grab the airship in the air, but they were often beaten into sieves in the air and fell silently to the ground.

Although they were considered extraordinary creatures, werewolves still fell in rows one after another, and were madly harvested by the creations of technology and steel.

My Lord, times have changed! Looking at this tragic scene, Zhou Ning couldn't help but shake his head.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at the battlefield between the Moon Giant Wolf Silas and Angus Motley. Although Silas was an angel and his status was much higher than Angus Motley, the loss of the Red Moon seemed to have a great impact on him. In addition, perhaps he was already in a weak state. At this time, he was besieged by Angus and others, as well as more than ten extraordinary mastiffs, and was temporarily stuck in a stalemate.

But its body was still as smooth as new, while Angus Motley and others had many wounds on their bodies.

"Judging from the current situation, even without the red moon bonus, Angus Motley is still no match for Silas. If it really doesn't work, I have to join the battlefield again. Now the agility bonus still has a long time, and the time for the king to summon the laser beam has also cooled down. There shouldn't be any problem." Zhou Ning thought very calmly.

The moon wolf Silas crouched slightly, staring at Angus Motley with his dark blue eyes, his expression both cruel and tyrannical.

After a moment, it raised its front paws, dug the ground, and rushed towards Angus and others at high speed like a meteorite.

"God says, no passing here!" A super-class professional from the Church of the God of War stepped forward, extended his right hand with a solemn expression, and read out the decree. In an instant, a translucent barrier was erected in front of Silas, but then, with a deafening collision and shattering sound, the barrier was directly broken by Silas and flew high up.

"Violation of the law must be punished." As soon as he finished speaking, Silas seemed to be pulled back by some force and immediately let out an angry roar. The huge sound waves not only made the people nearby lose their minds and stand unsteadily, but also seemed to inspire the power of the werewolves in the distance, allowing them to attack the defense line at the street corner more forcefully, making it shaky.

After a moment, Silas broke free from his restraints and charged towards the super-class professional.

Ding Ding Deng!

Angus Motley came running with a rapier in hand, slashing forward rapidly, trying to block the opponent's attack.

Zhou Ning narrowed his eyes slightly. He adjusted the magazine position of "Retribution" to ensure that the extraordinary bullet was in the second frame. He activated the clan training and the hot-blooded echo, aimed at Silas and pulled the trigger.

boom! boom! boom!

As expected, the second bullet triggered the effect of the extraordinary bullet. The first bullet was wrapped in domineering aura, the second was silver-white, and the third was surrounded by flames.

Three extraordinary bullets drew an arc and hit Silas in the air one after another, hitting the same position.

"-18965!"

"-19635!"

"-13285!"

Silas let out a wail, and his body, which had just been rushing forward, fell heavily to the ground like a meteorite, creating a deep pit in the ground, and his blood volume dropped a lot in an instant.

"Attack it!" Zhou Ning rushed forward and said in a deep voice.

Angus Motley was horrified when he saw this shocking scene. He was the closest to the target, and the three bullets just grazed his body. He could feel the threat contained in the bullets at close range. If the other party had malicious intentions, he would probably have died from those three bullets by now.

But he reacted immediately. Looking at Silas who was struggling to get up, his body changed rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, his size swelled a lot, even to the point of tearing his clothes, revealing his muscular body, which was covered with mysterious patterns of various colors.

This was the demigod's combat form, an incomplete mythical one at that. It just didn't last long. Originally, he hadn't been sure he could take down Silas, so he didn't dare to unleash this state. But now, he had no scruples.

Then, he waved his right hand and sprinkled out a layer of gray-green mixed powder, easily unleashing a small area of ​​complex catastrophic weather around Silas' body.

The area shook violently, and the earthquake was accompanied by sinking quicksand. Silas' body inevitably fell into the quicksand. A hurricane mixed with lightning and thunder ravaged the area.

"He is indeed a demigod-level meteorologist... My own Heavenly King and Sword of Cortes can only change odd weather conditions. I can't create several complex weather conditions at once like him, and he can also precisely control the range." Zhou Ning thought silently.

At this point, Silas was completely enraged, his pupils quietly stained a dark red, and he gathered strength in his hind legs, preparing to break free from the quicksand. But at the same time, another high-ranking professional from the Church of War stepped forward and issued a decree:

"God says, no passing here!"

A translucent barrier immediately rose above its head. Although it was immediately broken through, the punishment for violating the law caused it to be pulled down by a huge force and sank back into the quicksand, feeling extremely depressed.

Finally, under Zhou Ning's somewhat doubtful gaze, Angus Motley firmly controlled the small weather. Three War God Church super-class professionals took turns using the law of prohibition. A large number of volleys and artillery bombarded the small area, emitting thick smoke. He had originally wanted to lend a hand, but in the end, there was no room for intervention.

In the end, he didn't even contribute a single ounce of damage before Silas, blood-soaked, perished beneath the siege of a group of mortals and a demigod. With a final wail, his flesh and blood quickly vanished. Only a massive white skeleton and a small black crystal remained, a sign of his soul and body returning to the spirit world.

This is how times change. An angel can fall at the hands of mortals.

A prompt came on the panel:

[You completed the A-rank mission [Rescue Angus Motley] and earned 520 million experience points.]

[You have opened the reputation of the Kingdom of Sifalik, which is currently: Indifferent.]

[You have gained the Motley family's favor, currently at Respect. Do you want to claim the other rewards?]

Zhou Ning temporarily chose no. He watched Ronald Craigie, Cardinal of the Church of Poseidon, descending on the wind. He glanced at Silas on the ground and said to Angus Motley:

"Angus, do you understand what's going on? Why did Silas suddenly appear again?"