Chapter 260: The Fall of the White House (4)

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Gast is a different kind of demons. Different from the cruelty and bloodthirsty of ordinary demons, Gast has a crazy desire for power, is good at forbearing and willing to be lonely, and can even fight instinct for a long time for purpose.
This situation is inseparable from the ability of the Mask of Fate. The Mask of Fate enables him to have two souls at the same time, but his personality is polarized. One soul inherits the wisdom, cunning, desire for power, and desire for dominance of the ontology. The other inherited the fierce, bloodthirsty, and violent demon nature.
The soul in Joel Nash is the former. Compared with changes in the body, he cares more about the use of magic and the control of the soul.
The flaming whip swung wildly in the woods, wherever it passed, a large piece of trees was cut into two pieces, the flames burned, and a big fire was set off in the woods. The tanks hidden in the woods could not escape at all.
The armored vehicle more than ten centimeters thick is like paper in front of the flame whip. When the whip is dropped, the body is divided into two, and the driver is even more miserable.
In a short time, thirteen tanks turned into fireballs one after another, and flames spread in the forest, dyeing half of the sky red. In the flames, Joel Nash opened his wings and laughed wanton.
"Ridiculous humans, this is the weapon you are proud of.
The laughter echoed in the air, with strong penetrating power.
Sam Ryan's face was sullen, and the scene before him reminded him of the attack on the seaside city. That battle was won with a terrible price. Is it true today?
With the destruction of tanks and planes, the atmosphere became extremely depressing. The soldiers looked at each other. Facing such a powerful existence, as special soldiers, they felt powerless for the first time.
They can do nothing in front of the devil.
Sam Lane was keenly aware of the morale change and turned around and shouted.
"I have written a suicide note. If I want to die, I will die with you."
One sentence shocked everyone's expressions, and the sergeant said loudly,
"General, please give an order."
"Spread apart, in pairs, remember, life is important."
"understand."
After the order was issued, the soldiers gathered together and divided into countless small groups, using tree trunks and earth pits as shelters, waiting for the opportunity to attack.
Sam Ryan stared at Greer and his party with sullen eyes, "I'm not inviting you to watch the show, you are wizards, there should be a way to weaken his power."
Greer was silent for a moment and sighed, "I can't guarantee it!"
Sam Lane squinted his eyes, exuding a murderous intent,
"What you said just now is not a request, but an order. If you can do it, your previous crimes will be wiped out. You will no longer be hunted down. You can even get a commission of three million dollars. If you can't..."
There is no need to say the rest, you know everything.
Several wizards looked at each other. After confirming their ideas, Greer took a step forward.
"General, I hope you remember today's promise."
When the words fell, he took out the silver compass and aimed at Joel Nash, who was chasing the soldiers. As the strange hoarse spell sounded, the pointer on the compass began to shake, adding a hint of black mist.
"Little Sagredo!"
"I see, sir."
The boy bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the compass. The black mist instantly skyrocketed and turned into a poisonous snake. It followed Glair’s mouth and got into his body. The old man’s cheeks turned blue with naked eyes, as if poisoned. .
He tremblingly drew out the dagger hanging from his waist and thrust it into his heart.
Puff!
Black blood splashed, and at the same time, Joel Nash in the distance was hit hard and fell from mid-air. A blood hole appeared in his heart, blood overflowed from it, mixed with faint black silk threads.
"Voodoo curse!"
Joel Nash roared, the red pupil full of murderous intent passed through the layers of space, and looked at the wizard Greer coldly.
The old man gritted his teeth, pulled out the dagger from his chest, and plunged in again in the horrified eyes of everyone.
Puff!
Accompanied by two screams, blood spurted from the hearts of Joel Nash and the old man at the same time, and the scene was incredible.
"Damn bug!"
Joel Nash abandoned the soldiers who kept firing at him, and flew here like a sharp arrow.
The old man said weakly, "stop...stop him!"
The other six people hurried forward, one using the exorcism spell, one using the soul tremor, and another summoning a shadow monster to possess Joel Nash to try to slow him down.
The six used their own methods. At the same time, Greer drew out his dagger again and stabbed it hard.
Ahhhhh! ! !
Joel Nash let out a painful cry, his fingers spread out, and the flame whip took shape in an instant. He drew forward with all his strength. The fire whip came through the air with a screaming sound and hot heat.
The heat wave rushed toward his face, and the wizard in the front quickly placed a defensive barrier in front of him. The next second, the whole person was divided into two, and the corpse was ignited by the flame and turned into a burning fireball.
The people behind him were not spared either. They were hit by the fire whip, and the whole person burst open. When the others saw it, they quickly bowed their heads in fright. Little Sagredo threw down Greer, and the two rolled on the ground together.
The fire whip passed over their heads, leaving behind a brilliant red light, and hitting the forest in the distance.
Boom boom boom! ! !
One by one, the trees were cut off, and the area hundreds of meters in radius became a vacuum zone without plants.
Sam Ryan touched his scalp. It was hot and still bleeding. The fear of death overflowed from his heart. The heart beat uncontrollably. It was almost five centimeters away. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise he would definitely be caught fire. Whip hit.
This is the strength of the ancient demon?
It's terrible, and it's not something human can handle.
Joel Nash killed three wizards with just one whip, causing unimaginable damage to everyone's fighting spirit.
The gap is too big.
Not to mention tanks, planes, and artillery, even the complete infantry division is not his opponent.
Sam Ryan gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground with strong support. Suddenly, the fire whip came galloping, and with a puff, the adjutant beside him split into two ~ EbookFREE.me ~ blood sprayed out and splashed All over him.
The old man was dumbfounded, his eyes congested rapidly, and he was furious like a beast.
Joel Nash curled his mouth in disdain, and with a wave of his hand, a head flew up and turned into a burning fireball in mid-air.
"Mr. Greer! Mr. Greer!"
Little Sagredo screamed in horror, and the other wizards were also dumbfounded. Greer was the strongest of them, but now he was smashed by a lash.
This is not a fight, but a unilateral killing.
Joel Nash opened his mouth and smiled cruelly.
"The ant must have the consciousness of the ant, instead of provoking the strong, Sam Lane, don't you want to kill me? Come on, let me see how you kill me."
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