Slaying Gods, the agent of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, starting with the Undying Scripture

Surrounded?

Four people surrounded more than forty people?

It sounds a bit ridiculous, but at this moment nobody thinks it's ridiculous; instead, it's just a headache.

Lin Qiye stood out with a solemn expression in the crowd.

Molly, carrying a katana, her red hair flying and exuding a delicate fragrance, looked grim: "I'll fight!!"

"No way!" Lin Qiye shook his head, his brain racing.

But... suddenly someone slapped me on the head, and a switch inexplicably appeared in my hand...

Lin Qiye: Zhao Wentian, your mother*

"The entire warehouse is filled with explosives, how could they not be killed?"

Zhao Wentian smirked and pointed south of where the comical vortex was located.

There happened to be a collapsed area, so he shouted, "So, the two of us brothers will rush to the roses together later."

Lin Qiye turned his head slightly, glanced at the vortex to the south, then at Rose carrying the hammer, and nodded, "Okay, let's go for her."

"They've blocked off all four directions, so everyone needs to work together. That woman has big breasts, and big breasts usually mean no brains." Lin Qiye raised his voice so that all the new recruits—no, the cannon fodder—could hear him clearly.

"When Tianping makes her move, we'll rush over and stab her to death..."

"Yes, yes, everyone, let's open the forbidden area later." Zhao Wentian's lips curled into a wide smile. ╰(*′︶`*)╯

The recruits' eyes gleamed with an unusual light; though they didn't speak, they already understood perfectly well what was going on.

Enraged, Rose raised her giant pink hammer and smashed it inside.

Then everyone took off rushing towards where the rose was.

In an instant, everyone headed towards the rose, even the masked people.

"Run!"

Standing at the very back, Lin Qiye turned around and pulled a few people towards the south.

Whirlpool: ⊙﹏⊙∥ This is totally confusing! It was supposed to be a rose, why is it hitting me? I have hemorrhoids.....

Seeing this, Tianping was taken aback. "Captain, several brilliant minds have headed south."

Wang made a decisive decision: take these dozens away in one wave first, and let the vortex hold them off for a while.

"Roger that!"

The vortex changed direction and rushed towards the five people who were breaking through to the south.

At this moment, the new recruits also suddenly turned around and rushed towards Zhao Wentian's direction.

However, they had only run halfway when they were wiped out by Masked Man in one fell swoop.

Zhao Wentian, Lin Qiye, Mo Li, Baili Pangpang, Cao Yuan, Mengchong.

The vortex flashed and quickly arrived at the warehouse door.

"Seven Nights, keep going!"

As if by magic, Zhao Wentian produced dozens of explosive charges in his hand and hurled them at the vortex.

The explosive charge was also equipped with a detonation device.

The switch was in Lin Qiye's hands.

Whirlpool's pupils constricted: Damn it, are all young people these days so immoral?

boom! !

As the explosive charge detonated, all the explosives placed inside the warehouse were detonated.

The entire warehouse was instantly blown up.

Flames soared into the sky, and smoke billowed.

Art is an explosion!

The four members of the Masked Squad stood before the warehouse ruins, their faces extremely grave.

Amidst the flames, the vortex emerged disheveled and landed on its backside.

"Damn it, that perm kid is really cunning. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would be dead by now."

He touched the mask on his face: "Thank goodness, the mask is still on, I didn't crash."

"That kid didn't even touch the forbidden area. He's got the military's tricks down his sleeve: shooting, demolition, infiltration...decapitation!!" (Yuan Gang: What's that to me?)

Moon Demon shrugged. "Hmm, two agents of the gods... this batch of recruits won't be easy to manage..."

"Moon Demon, I think you should change your clothes. You look like a rainbow," Whirlpool said weakly.

Moon Demon shrugged helplessly: "Who says otherwise? I've never seen any idiot bring blank rounds to training camp, the colored kind..."

Wang Mian stared silently in the direction Zhao Wentian and Lin Qiye had left, his gaze shifting slightly.

"This... Zhao Wentian is not as simple as he seems."

"Captain, where to next?" Whirlpool rubbed his stomach. "How about... we go to the cafeteria first?"

Tianping rolled his eyes: "That guy who chews gum led a bunch of people and ran away a long time ago, so we should go to the dormitory first. Besides, our cultivation level is suppressed to the Dao Zhan Realm, so we can't withstand a war of attrition. We should deal with the biggest threat first."

Zhao Wentian, Lin Qiye, and the other two rushed out.

Looking back at the warehouse, where flames blazed like pillars.

I couldn't help but secretly click my tongue in amazement.

"So, where do we go next?" Baili Pangpang asked, panting.

Lin Qiye squatted down and used a twig to draw a map of the entire training camp on the ground.

"So far, there should still be more than a hundred new recruits on the field. Excluding those who are hiding, the actual combat strength should be around ninety."

Lin Qiye glanced at Zhao Wentian: "If you were Mask, what would be the biggest threat to you?"

Zhao Wentian took a drag of his cigarette: "A war of attrition! So, wherever the remaining people are hiding, that's where they'll go."

Lin Qiye nodded and marked the cafeteria, classrooms, and dormitories on the map...

"I guess they'll go to the dorms next."

Lin Qiye marked the location of the dormitory building with a five-pointed star.

"I just went to check, that guy with the plaster on his nose is right there." Zhao Wentian flicked his cigarette ash and squinted towards the dormitory building.

"Wait, you said you went to see it?"

Molly was utterly surprised, because everyone had just been together, a distance of several hundred meters...

Lin Qiye shrugged: "Livestock and humans cannot be compared. He went there, you just didn't notice."

Baili Pangpang, Molly, and Cao Yuan first glanced at Lin Qiye.

Then he glanced at Zhao Wentian and slowly spoke:

"Didn't anyone ever call you two animals before...?"

underground base.

"So, who among you saw him go to the dormitory building?" one of the instructors remarked.

“A pair of wings.” Another instructor rubbed his eyes. “Purple.”

"After all, he is a representative of the gods, and the fastest speed in the human world, infinitely close to light..." Instructor Hong muttered to himself as he flipped through the introduction in his hand.

"Hmm... Damn it, I wonder if that Zhan Jing guy who withstood Klein's attacks and survived is real or fake."

Yuan Gang didn't even notice that the ash from the cigarette he was holding had burned all the way to the butt.

As he reached for the ground, he hissed and felt a sharp pain.

At this moment, Yuan Gang felt like a million grass mud horses were galloping through his mind, and the word "overturned" was all he could think about.

I remember we were fine when we had hot pot together at noon, how could things change so suddenly?

"Commander, didn't Xiao Zhao say at noon that he was going to use a cold weapon to blow up Wang Mian?"

Instructor Hong suddenly added, "Actually, I think it sounds like bragging."

Yuan Gang was taken aback, glared at him, and then whispered:

"The King's Daughter, Yi Yuan, is quite perverted..."