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

Chapter 305 I Don't Do...

Looking at Cao Yuan's embarrassed expression, Dr. Li smiled slightly, with a hint of "I understand" in his eyes.

He seemed to see through Cao Yuan's inner turmoil and said in a relaxed tone:

"Since you're here to look for Lin Qiye, go find him. I remember when I came here, he should be in the prison activity area."

His voice was gentle and calm, guiding them.

Cao Yuan, Baili Pangpang and Shen Qingzhu looked at each other, and a hint of anxiety flashed in their eyes.

Without saying anything more, they quickly ran out of the door and ran towards the activity area of ​​the fasting prison.

The footsteps echoed in the corridor, sounding particularly hurried, as if they were afraid that they would miss something important if they were a step late.

"that."

Cao Yuan suddenly seemed to think of something. He stopped and turned to look at Dr. Li.

His expression was a little strange, with a hint of uncertainty and doubt in his eyes:

"Doctor Li, I...um, I mean, have you also planted that...subconscious thought in my mind?"

There was a hint of tentativeness in his voice, as if he was trying to find the answer from Dr. Li's reaction.

When Dr. Li heard this, he was slightly stunned, as if he did not expect Cao Yuan to suddenly ask this question.

A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

He smiled and shook his head, with a hint of ridicule in his tone:

"Oh my, the doctor-patient relationship is so tense nowadays. Don't be suspicious. As a patient I once treated, you should trust the professional ethics of me, the former attending physician.

You think too much, I was just bluffing him, don't take it seriously."

His smile was gentle and sincere, as if comforting Cao Yuan not to think too much.

However, the corner of Cao Yuan's mouth twitched slightly.

He looked at Dr. Li's smiling face, but his heart was full of disbelief.

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes, as if to say:

"Are you really just trying to bluff him?"

But he did not ask any further questions. He just waved at Dr. Li, then quickly followed Shen Qingzhu and left the place.

Dr. Li stood there, watching them leave, a deep light flashing in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he didn't care about Cao Yuan's suspicion.

The office returned to calm, leaving only his figure, appearing exceptionally calm under the light.

......

The main entrance of the fasting center,

A thrilling confrontation is unfolding.

Two towering steel walls stand on both sides, like giants guarding this forbidden area.

Between them, there is a heavy metal door that is more than ten meters wide. The door is covered with complex chains and runes, making it seem indestructible.

However, at this moment, there was chaos in front of the door.

A large number of armored vehicles and tanks surrounded the door like a steel torrent, their bodies reflecting the cold light, and their gun barrels pointing forward, ready to fire at any time.

These heavy equipments blocked the gate tightly.

As if declaring the military's determination

——Never let anyone pass easily.

Between these armored vehicles and tanks, hundreds of defense soldiers were holding guns, their faces full of seriousness and tension.

They kept pulling the trigger, continuous flames spewed out from the muzzle, and bullets poured out like a flood, forming a dense barrage.

Every shot was accompanied by a deafening gunshot, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, as if even the earth was shaking.

A chaotic charge was taking place in an open space only fifty meters away from this line of defense.

A large number of prisoners wearing black and white striped uniforms rushed towards the gate like crazy.

There was madness and despair on their faces, and a desire for freedom flashed in their eyes.

They ran desperately, as if there were endless demons chasing them.

As the prisoners charged, all kinds of bizarre attacks broke out behind them.

The forbidden ruins opened, like a crack in another world, from which endless dark power gushed out.

The wind blade cut through the air like a sharp knife, making a sharp whistling sound; the fireball burned in the air, carrying with it a blazing flame and a breath of destruction;

The ferocious beast emerged from the void and roared as it rushed towards the defense line; lightning flashed with endless power and hit the target in an instant.

These attacks fell into the military's defense lines, continuously undermining their integrity.

The steel armored vehicle was scratched deeply by the wind blades, and the tank's shell was burned red by the fireballs, and some parts had even begun to deform.

The soldiers had to keep dodging under the intensive attacks, but their shooting never stopped. The bullets and attacks intertwined to form a shocking battle.

At the same time, several Night Watchmen stood at the forefront of the defense line, their figures standing out in the chaotic battlefield.

These Night's Watchmen are all rigorously trained elites. They hold weapons in their hands, with determination and fearlessness flashing in their eyes.

Faced with the group of prisoners rushing in the front, they did not retreat and fought a life-and-death battle with the other side.

Their movements were swift and precise, and each attack carried a deadly threat, successfully knocking down one prisoner after another.

However, the number of prisoners was too great.

Like a tidal wave, they surged in. Although the Night's Watch were brave, they were powerless to stop the surging tide.

In an instant, they were submerged in the crowd.

The prisoners were like wild beasts out of control, waving their weapons wildly and trying to break through the defense line.

The figures of the Night's Watch were looming in the chaos. Each of their counterattacks seemed extremely difficult, but they still stubbornly held their positions.

"boom!"

A deafening roar suddenly broke through the clamor of the battlefield, like the whisper of death, and instantly made the air tremble.

Then, almost without a break,

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The tanks opened fire at the same time, their gun barrels spewing out hot flames, and the shells whizzed across the sky like angry meteors.

The roars of these steel behemoths carried destructive power as they headed straight for the area where the prisoners were most densely populated.

The shells drew perfect arcs in the air, like the god of death's scythe, reaping lives with precision.

With endless power, they instantly penetrated the prisoners' defenses and hit the target.

Flames suddenly burst out, like blooming flowers of death, blooming among the prisoners.

The shock wave of the explosion swept in like a violent storm, distorting the surrounding air, as if even the earth was shaking.

The bodies of several prisoners were torn into pieces at the moment of the explosion, and their flesh and blood splattered in the air, forming shocking red rain mist.

Broken limbs flew through the air,

Then it slowly fell down and hit the ground already covered with blood and dust.

The scene was so horrific that it made people feel nauseous and terrified.

However, in this bloody and chaotic scene, more prisoners seemed to be inspired by the artillery fire to fight even more fiercely.

There was a twisted excitement in their eyes, as if the baptism of fire made them more eager to fight.

The prisoners used the power of the Forbidden Ruins to form invisible barriers in front of them. These barriers were like shields in the darkness, flashing with strange light.

The shells hit these barriers with a clang-clang sound, then bounced off, unable to cause any more damage.

The prisoners let out a deafening roar, their voices filled with madness and desperation, as if they were fighting for their own survival.

They rushed forward recklessly.

The aftermath of the explosion tore their clothes into pieces, and blood gushed out from the wounds, staining their bodies red.

But they still did not retreat and continued to attack the defense line.

Their figures looked particularly hideous in the firelight and smoke, as if they were a group of demons crawling out of hell, vowing to tear everything apart.

"Kill!"

A hoarse cry burst out from the prisoners' throats.

Their voices carried an almost frantic desire, as if a beast that had been suppressed for too long had finally found a breakthrough.

Their eyes are red,

His eyes sparkled with an endless yearning for freedom, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his heart.

"Kill!"

The prisoners' voices merged into a deafening wave, their bodies becoming more powerful in their fanatical shouts, as if even the air was ignited by their enthusiasm.

They brandished their weapons.

Whether it was iron rods, blades or iron tools removed from the prison, they were like sharp blades in their hands, pointing at the defense line ahead.

"We'll be free if we break out!"

One prisoner shouted, his voice standing out among the crowd.

He waved his arms as if guiding his companions, his eyes full of determination and fanaticism.

His face was covered with blood and dust,

But those eyes sparkled with a desire for freedom, as if freedom was just around the corner and within reach.

"If we break out of the prison, we can eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks!"

Another prisoner shouted, his voice filled with longing and fantasy for the future.

He imagined the wonderful life after being free:

There are no more high walls and iron fences, no more endless confinement, only delicious food, freedom and an unrestrained life.

There was a hint of greed and desire in his voice, as if the free world was already beckoning to him.

The prisoners were completely ignited by these words.

Their bodies grew even crazier in their frenzy.

They no longer cared about their own safety, but only wanted to break through the defense line in front of them and rush to the free world they had always dreamed of.

Their footsteps became heavier and more powerful, and every step seemed to break the shackles of fate.

There was a crazy glint in their eyes, as if they had seen the dawn of freedom.

The power of the Forbidden Ruins is like a dark tide,

Strange black energy ripples surged out from the prisoners' bodies, twisting and tumbling in the air as if to devour all light.

At the same time, the military's guns and artillery were roaring non-stop, and bullets and shells were pouring down like a rainstorm.

Each explosion was accompanied by a deafening roar, causing the earth to tremble slightly.

These different means of attack intertwined together to form a chaotic and terrifying picture.

The power of the forbidden ruins collided with the firepower of guns and cannons, causing dazzling sparks and thick smoke.

Black energy ripples shuttled through the hail of bullets, sometimes being dispersed by artillery fire, and sometimes re-condensing, as if they had immortality.

The military's firepower was not to be outdone.

They kept adjusting their shooting angles, trying to find the prisoners' weaknesses, and every precise strike made the prisoners wail miserably.

The wails and roars rose and fell, intertwining together, like the most miserable music on the battlefield.