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

Chapter 312 Will You Win?

Just as Wu Laogou was deeply moved, a deafening roar suddenly came from the sky, as if even the earth was shaking.

He subconsciously raised his head, a hint of astonishment flashing in his eyes.

I saw seven huge silver pillars bursting out from the sky.

It pierced through the thick clouds, bringing with it dazzling lightning and deafening thunder, and instantly fell to the ground around him.

The ground cracked instantly under the impact of the giant pillar.

Dust flew everywhere, as if the whole world was shaken by this sudden power.

The silver pillars emitted a cold and powerful light, and a tall figure stood on each pillar.

They wore black cloaks.

The cloak flutters in the wind,

Like a ghost in the night, mysterious and majestic.

Their faces were obscured by shadows beneath their cloaks, but their presence emanated an awe-inspiring aura.

however,

When Wu Laogou saw these seven people,

His whole body froze for a moment.

His eyes suddenly became empty.

As if it was fixed by some powerful force.

Time and space seemed to freeze silently at this moment, all the sounds around him disappeared, leaving only him and the seven figures.

Wu Laogou's eyes were extremely complicated.

His eyes swept over the seven people one by one, as if looking for something.

There was a hint of excitement in his eyes, as if he had seen a long-lost relative;

Three parts of sadness, as if recalling the pain of the past;

Three parts nostalgia, like revisiting past memories;

There is still a sense of grievance, which is the helplessness accumulated over the years.

His face was a little stiff and his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to express something, but his emotions were too intense, which made him freeze.

At this time, the figure on the leading silver pillar moved slightly, as if feeling Wu Laogou's gaze.

He slowly raised his hand, revealing his slender fingers, and gently took off the black cloak on his head.

Revealing a young and handsome face.

He has a handsome face and a gentle smile between his eyebrows, like a spring breeze, making people feel extremely kind.

There was a deep light in his eyes, as if he could see through people's hearts.

He is the captain of the [Psychic] team.

The strongest person under the ceiling of Daxia humans - Bu Li.

There was a hint of teasing and pampering in his smile.

It's like greeting an old friend who I haven't seen for a long time:

"It's been a while since we last met. Our little dog Wu seems a little awkward now, and I'm too embarrassed to even say hello!"

Hearing the words of the visitor, Wu Laogou suddenly raised his head, and his eyes instantly turned red, as if there were some warm and moist water stains in them.

There was a flash of surprise and excitement in his eyes.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he was trying hard to suppress the ecstasy in his heart.

He took a deep breath, his voice choked with sobs:

"Captain! I missed you guys so much!"

Bu Li smiled slightly. His smile was gentle and kind, as if it could dispel all the haze.

He patted Wu Laogou's shoulder gently.

There was a hint of teasing and pampering in the tone:

"Our little dog Wu, the deputy captain of the dignified [Psychic] team, how could he still be like a child and cry? Aren't you ashamed?"

He shook his head slightly and continued:

"Look, Xiaohua and the others are laughing at you."

As he spoke, he pointed to the six black figures beside him.

These six figures were covered by black cloaks.

As if isolated from the world, their postures drooped, like dead stone sculptures, motionless, as if frozen in time.

Wu Laogou's gaze slowly moved towards the six figures, and his eyes trembled slightly, as if hit by some invisible force.

His eyes turned redder in an instant, tears welled up in his eyes, and it seemed that they would burst out at any time.

He choked,

There was a tremor in the voice:

"Captain! Wuuwuwu! I miss Zhang Xiaohuaer and the others... Wuuwuwu... I want them to come back!!"

His voice echoed in the air with a moving sadness.

His body trembled slightly, as if he was trying to suppress the grief in his heart, but tears were already sliding down uncontrollably.

At this moment, he was no longer the strong deputy captain of the [Psychic] team, but a child who longed for his family to return.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and every tremor felt like a sob coming from the bottom of his heart.

He slowly squatted on the ground,

His hands hung limply on his knees, as if he didn't even have the strength to support his body.

Beneath the messy hair were a pair of eyes filled with grief and sorrow.

Those eyes were red, swollen and moist, revealing endless longing and despair, as if telling the pain deep in his heart.

Bu Li stood aside, looking at Wu Laogou's back, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He didn't say anything, just stood there quietly, as if thinking about something.

His hands were clenched slightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force, but his expression remained calm, as if he was trying hard to suppress his emotions.

After a long silence,

Bu Li finally spoke slowly,

His voice was low and gentle, with a hint of barely perceptible sadness:

“They’ve always been there,

But you are not me,

You just can't feel it now...wait for you...

The day I became a medium,

You’ll understand…”

His voice echoed in the air, as if carrying an invisible force, trying to comfort Wu Laogou's wounded heart.

At this moment, Wu Laogou's eyes were still filled with pain.

His eyes were empty and confused, as if he was lost in endless darkness.

He did not respond to Bu Li's words.

Just fell into deep silence.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he chose to remain silent, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Ugh!"

Bu Li sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness and regret in his voice.

A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, as if he felt the same pain as Wu Laogou, but was powerless to do anything.

He shook his head slightly.

at this time,

Zhang Yun, who had been standing nearby, spoke. His tone was calm and composed, as if he knew everything in front of him:

"I can help you!"

His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable confidence.

Bu Li turned his head away.

He glanced at Zhang Yun indifferently.

There was a scrutiny in his eyes, but he didn't reveal much emotion.

He didn't speak.

When Wu Laogou heard Zhang Yun's words, a glimmer of hope flashed in his heart.

He thought of Zhang Yun's unfathomable strength and those elusive methods.

at this moment,

He seemed to have grasped at a life-saving straw.

He stood up suddenly.

There was a flash of anxiety in his eyes.

Looking at Zhang Yun:

"How can you help us..."

There was a hint of hope in his voice, as if he saw a glimmer of hope.

However, halfway through his words, Wu Laogou gave up dejectedly and did not continue speaking.

His eyes dimmed again, as if the hope that had just been ignited was extinguished in an instant.

After all, in his opinion,

No matter how amazing Zhang Yun is, he is just a young man.

Even the situation of their [Psychic] team is not clear.

Say you want to help them?

How can this help?

now,

Old Dog Wu couldn't believe what Zhang Yun said. His heart was filled with confusion and dejection.

And Zhang Yun certainly knew the situation of the [Psychic] team.

After a thrilling battle, except for the captain Bu Li and Wu Tongxuan, all the other team members died.

However, these dead team members did not really leave.

Under the control of the captain Bu Li's forbidden "medium",

Their bodies were given new "life".

These corpses were awakened by some mysterious power and transformed into immortal puppets.

These immortal puppets still constitute a full-strength [Medium] team.

Specialized in hunting down extremely dangerous and vicious superpowers.

These super-powered beings are all extremely dangerous, and their power is strong enough to destroy the entire city.

The [Psychic] team, like the god of death, quietly appeared in the darkness and hunted down these super-powered people one by one.

Their strength is extremely terrifying, and each puppet possesses powerful strength and tough defense.

Although their movements were slow, each attack carried a deadly threat.

Their existence is like a ghost in the darkness, making all enemies tremble in fear.

The captain Bu Li is the core strength of the team.

They are like the strongest brains on the battlefield, leading these immortal puppets to continue carrying out their missions.

Zhang Yun stood aside.

As his eyes swept over these immortal puppets, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

He knew that although these puppets were powerful, they were ultimately just tools to be controlled.

The real power,

The "medium" from the Forbidden Ruins, captain Bu Li.

This power is powerful and mysterious, enough to make the [Psychic] team one of the most terrifying existences in the world.

However, Zhang Yun guessed that

Whether it is Captain Bu Li or Wu Tongxuan, deep down they should be extremely reluctant to shoulder this "honor".

There was often a trace of helplessness and pain in their eyes, as if they were suffocating under the burden of fate.

If it weren't for the heavy responsibility they shouldered,

Who would be willing to control the corpses of their closest teammates and prevent their souls from resting in peace?

Although these puppets are still fighting, they have long lost their lives, and their souls are trapped in their bodies and cannot be freed.

This kind of pain is not only torture for the dead, but also torment for the living.

Manipulate the corpses of teammates.

Making them tools of combat, while powerful, defeats their original purpose as warriors.

They were supposed to be partners fighting side by side, but now they can only continue to "exist" in this distorted way.

This kind of pain can be said to be a mental torture for the living, and the dead will never rest in peace.

The living must face their inner guilt and pain, while the dead are trapped in their own bodies, unable to escape.

This double pain made every member of the [Psychic] team bear a heavy cross.

Their existence,

It is both protection and torture.

Zhang Yun could not judge their choices.

He knew very well that everyone had his or her own mission and helplessness, and the choice made by the [Psychic] team was a difficult decision made in extreme difficulties.