Slay the Gods: The spokesperson for Zhulong, starts with the God-killing Gun

Zhang Yun swung the spear in his hand, like a steel dragon dancing in the air. It shone with dazzling light, and every swing carried unparalleled momentum.

The spear seemed to come alive in his hand. It was not just a weapon, but also an extension of Zhang Yun's will and a symbol of his strength.

In the eyes of the giant tiger, Zhang Yun was no longer an ordinary human being. Against the backdrop of the spear, his figure seemed to have turned into a god-like existence.

The spear in his hand seemed to no longer be made of ordinary iron, but had turned into a terrifying black dragon. The dragon's body was tumbling in the air, baring its fangs and waving its claws, emitting a suffocating sense of oppression.

Faced with such an attack, the giant tiger felt that all its escape routes were blocked.

Its original ferocious momentum disappeared in front of Zhang Yun, replaced by deep despair and fear.

Its eyes were filled with fear, and this fear reached its limit, causing its body to tremble.

The giant tiger realized that it was no longer facing a simple opponent, but an almost invincible enemy.

Each of Zhang Yun's attacks was extremely precise, and each swing was full of power and skill, leaving the giant tiger with nowhere to escape and no way to retreat.

"You...your strength...you are limitless..."

An unprecedented panic surged in the giant tiger's heart, and it began to regret its underestimation of the enemy and carelessness.

In front of Zhang Yun, its strength and skills seemed so insignificant.

A trace of unwillingness flashed in the giant tiger's eyes, but it knew that the outcome of this battle was no longer in doubt.

Zhang Yun swung his spear again, with a sound of breaking through the air, pointing directly at the giant tiger.

The giant tiger's body made a final struggle in desperation, but it was all in vain.

Zhang Yun's spear was like the sharp teeth of a black dragon, piercing through the giant tiger's body and ending the battle.

After the battle, Zhang Yun stood quietly in place, his spear pointing to the sky, blood dripping from the tip.

Little Stone stood in the shield and witnessed Zhang Yun's fight with the giant tiger. His eyes were wide open, his mouth was open, and he almost forgot to breathe.

His heart was filled with shock and admiration, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself: "So...cool!"

There was a slight tremor in his voice, and he was obviously deeply impressed by Zhang Yun's strength.

Zhang Yun ended the battle and slowly walked to Xiao Shitou. A gentle smile appeared on his face, which formed a sharp contrast with the coldness in the battle just now.

"Little boy! Where is your home?" His voice was soft and had a reassuring power.

When Xiao Shitou heard Zhang Yun's words, he woke up as if from a dream, and his thoughts were pulled back to reality from the battle just now.

He thought of his sister at home, the little figure who was still waiting for him to come home.

He raised his hand with difficulty and pointed in one direction, his voice filled with urgency:

"Big brother! In that direction!"

Zhang Yun looked in the direction the small stone pointed, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"Sure enough! Is it Village No. 11?" When he met this little kid here, he felt that this kid was most likely from Village No. 11.

Otherwise, which family's child would come to such a remote place alone?

"Okay! I get it! Kid! I'll take you home!"

Zhang Yun's words revealed a firmness and commitment. His voice was calm and powerful, which made Xiao Shitou feel a sense of security and warmth.

As he finished speaking, the spear in Zhang Yun's hand disappeared like a phantom, as if it was sucked into another dimension.

Then, Zhang Yun bent down gently, his movements gentle and cautious, and carefully held the little stone in his arms.

He was particularly careful to avoid touching the wound on Little Stone's foot with his hands, so as not to cause Little Stone more pain.

Zhang Yun's movements were extremely gentle, as if he was holding a precious piece of porcelain, afraid that it would break if he was not careful.

His arms were firm and warm, giving Little Stone an unprecedented sense of security.

Little Stone leaned on Zhang Yun's chest, feeling the strength and warmth coming from Zhang Yun.

Then, Zhang Yun's figure flashed, like a flash of lightning, breaking through the rain curtain and disappeared in the rain.

He was so fast that he disappeared almost instantly, leaving only a few drops of rain dancing in the air, as if telling of his existence.

Only a few words of conversation that were just being transmitted remained in the air, which were the exchanges between Zhang Yun and Xiao Shitou.

"Little boy! What's your name?"

"Big brother! My name is Little Stone!"

"Wow! What a nice name!"

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This brief conversation echoed in the rain like a warm ballad, bringing a touch of warmth and hope to this stormy night.

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The rain poured down, as if to drown the whole world.

The raindrops as big as beans hit the ground mercilessly, making dense and continuous sounds.

However, such weather could not hide the agile figures of Lin Qiye and others.

Ever since they separated from Zhang Yun, the team led by Lin Qiye began to advance at full speed.

Their figures shuttled through the rain at an extremely fast speed, like speeding high-speed trains.

Their movements were swift and powerful, each step was firm and quick, cutting through the wind and rain, showing their urgency and firm determination.

Finally, they arrived at Village No. 1. However, the scene before them made everyone feel heartbroken.

Looking at the ruins in front of me, this small village is now like a no-man's land. All the houses have collapsed, and the laughter and joy of the past have been replaced by dead silence.

Lin Qiye's heart was a little beating, and his eyes revealed a trace of pity and sadness.

He knew that this place was once people's home, where they lived and laughed, but now it has become a ruin. His heart was filled with worry and sympathy for the affected villagers.

The others also had sad expressions on their faces. Looking at the ruins, they felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

Instructor Hong stood in front of the ruins of Village No. 1, his eyes revealing a hint of heaviness and melancholy.

He knew that this place used to be people's home, but now it has become a ruin.

He took a deep breath, then sighed softly:

"Oh!" This sigh contained sympathy for the disaster-stricken villagers and worry about the current situation.

"We are here to rescue!

"Everyone, cheer up!" Instructor Hong's voice suddenly became firm and powerful, and his words revealed an unquestionable command.

He knew that despite the difficult situation, they could not give up and had to do their utmost to save lives.

"Spread out now! Start the rescue!" As Instructor Hong finished speaking, his team quickly took action.

A dozen new recruits quickly dispersed to various corners of the village ruins. Their movements were quick and orderly, and everyone was clear about their tasks and responsibilities.

They each wield the Forbidden Ruins, a special ability that allows them to sense and manipulate their surroundings to a certain extent.

Using all their abilities, they began to carefully search every possible corner for traces of survivors.

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