Critical hit?

Tang Xuan glanced at the name notes again.

Note 3: This name has a certain probability of triggering a critical hit, and the critical hit rate is randomly between 1 and 9999. The larger the critical hit rate, the lower the corresponding probability.

Speaking of luck...

Tang Xuan himself has always been very lucky. He has never been able to get a multiple-choice question from childhood to adulthood, whether it is multiple choice, single choice, or simple judgment of right or wrong.

If a person's luck is conserved, then his luck must be consumed in other places where he doesn't know.

As long as you are confused, you will definitely be wrong.

So until today he has a shadow and resistance to making choices, and tries to avoid making choices.

Choose! Choose! Choose!

Is there anything you can choose, can't you want it all?

This critical hit by the No. 1 assist character caused tons of damage to the unexpected [Ailey]. The darkness in the funeral home quickly faded, and Tang Xuan's vision expanded to more than ten meters around him.

"Look!"

Tang Xuan heard Wu Liang's surprise shout.

He turned his head and found that the darkness outside the door had become thinner, and he could vaguely see the scene outside the funeral home. The number one assisting character severely damaged [Elie], so that the dark kingdom of gods that enveloped the funeral home began to derail with the funeral home.

This is undoubtedly good news.

Tang Xuan asked Lu Qiqi: "Can you go out?"

"no."

"I still can't get in!"

Two god-fellows dressed in black dragon battle suits stood outside the funeral home surrounded by darkness and observed the data displayed on the screen in front of them.

There are two curves on the screen, namely blue and green. The two curves are quite close at this time, but they still do not overlap, which means they cannot break in with their bodies.

The two gods were tall and burly, and the other was graceful and graceful, obviously one man and one woman.

From the outside, the main body of the funeral home has turned into solemn black and white, with many traces of artillery bombardment near it.

Craters, charred and pungent smell of gunpowder...

This funeral home originally had eight steps, but now except for the four levels above which turned black and white, the other four levels have turned into powder.

There are not only two gods here, but also tens of thousands of soldiers who surrounded the place according to the plan. They are all over the sky and land, surrounded the place three layers inside and three layers outside, and also opened up all types of weapons and equipment to be ready to attack at any time.

"People can't get in. The internal organs are too fragile and cannot withstand the tearing effect when crossing the space layer." The woman said after thinking for a few seconds, "High-density substances may be possible. We will concentrate energy together and send Wu Liang's sub-sacred weapon into it, hoping that he will still be alive."

"Okay, that's all."

Her companion agreed.

The officer standing beside them asked, "Two, have you figured out a solution?"

The woman nodded gently: "The order space and the main order space superimposed to form a gap space, maintaining the order space... The equipment may be damaged, so the space wall of the gap space has become much weaker. We can send a weapon in. If our companion is still alive, he should be able to break the gap space."

The officer nodded: "Then please both of you! All the firepower is in place, and as long as the enemy leaves the funeral home, we can launch an offensive."

The woman nodded without comment.

To be honest, she has some doubts about the combat effectiveness of ordinary troops, but now is not the time to talk about this. Anyway, whether it is a mule or a horse, you will know it after you pull it out.

She bent down and lifted a simple black official box, and walked side by side with another god-fellow, towards the funeral home. Everyone in her sight was watching them nervously, fearing that they would encounter any danger.

Several snipers aimed the scope in their direction at the commander's instructions, ready to provide fire support.

When the handsome back of the Black Dragon Battle Clothes appeared in the scope, the snipers suddenly felt that the sniper rifle in their hands was no longer fragrant.

"The federal individual suit technology is mature?"

"I wonder if we have a share?"

They swallowed their saliva with envy.

At this time, the two gods had already walked to the gate of the funeral home step by step. The middle of the journey was calm and there was no danger.

The wreckage of the gate fell to the ground.

When the door was cut open, they saw it, but they didn't know why.

The two looked inside, and there was darkness across the door frame and nothing could be seen.

They have a superior and subordinate relationship.

The woman said without a doubt: "You help me."

The man whispered: "Yes! Lin Wante wait!"

Lin Wan!

That's right, this woman came to Ziweixing to look for Tang Xuan after receiving the news of the spacecraft crash.

[Megma] After the successful confrontation, Lin Wan was promoted to a new special executive for the sake of promoting newcomers and deepening cooperation with Lin's family, and was qualified to lead and train newcomers.

Wu Liang and the other person were both subordinates she recruited.

Lin Wan held a black official box and stood at the junction of the space on the edge of the funeral home and the normal world. The black official box in her hand was the sub-god weapon she had just mentioned.

During the [Megma] crusade, the [Megma] Kingdom of God collapsed, and Lu Qiqi thought that she would die, so she gave Anbei the unique pseudo-divine figure that the twenty-seven of them formed a society. Anbei did not hide it privately, but handed over the pseudo-divine figure afterwards.

Because the federal leaders supported it, there were no twists and turns in the middle, and the pseudo-divine character was directly in the hands of Lin.

Lin used the technology he had accumulated over the years to crack some of the knowledge contained in the pseudo-divine character, and learned initially how to use faith, and used it to create a low-end version of the pseudo-divine character - the sub-divine character crystal.

The sub-divine crystal is weaker than the pseudo-divine in terms of absorption ability and ultimate belief capacity of free faith, but it is similar to the pseudo-divine in terms of efficiency in driving faith. After supplementing faith, it can exert a very powerful force.

Due to material problems, the sub-god crystal cannot be recognized by blood, so it can only be used indirectly. Using special materials to create weapons is a form of using the sub-god crystal.

The production capacity of the sub-shen weapon is low, and only three are produced at present, and Lin Wan's team is the first to be equipped. There is no need to say much about the reason.

Lin Wan said in a deep voice: "Give me all your energy."

The man put his hand on Lin Wan's shoulder to build a simple "bridge" structure, and energy flowed from his battle suit to Lin Wan's battle suit.

Lin Wan raised her black briefcase.

The continuous light blue energy wrapped around the black briefcase. The black briefcase was stimulated and released a faint golden light to fight against the energy released by Lin Wan. When the concentration of the light blue energy and the brightness of the golden light reached its peak at the same time, Lin Wan threw the briefcase into the door frame of the funeral home.

Buzz!

The briefcase stagnated at the junction for a moment, then a golden light flashed and disappeared into their sight.

Lin Wan's subordinates were happy: "It's successful!"

They were not sure that they could send the sub-god weapon into the crack space, so he was very happy to see that the sub-god weapon successfully passed.

However, Lin Wan, who threw the black official box, was stunned.

"Lin Wante, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Wan's subordinates cared for it.

Lin Wan came to her senses: "Nothing..."

Her breath was a little disordered and she was a little excited because when she saw the scene inside when her briefcase entered the crack space.

Although she hadn't seen each other for a while, she still recognized the face she had been thinking about day and night in an instant.

Tang Xuan!

How could he be such a dangerous place?

Although she has contacted Tang Xuan these days, she doesn't know what Tang Xuan is doing.

If she knew that Tang Xuan was coming to fight with the ancient god, she would never buy Tang Xuan a fake identity, and would help him sneak out of Lin's research institute.

Lin Wan couldn't help looking into the funeral home, even though she couldn't see anything.

She suddenly felt that the connection between Tang Xuan and the ancient god seemed to be too close. Tang Xuan first quietly cracked out eight hundred ancient god words, and this time he was directly tied to the ancient god.

There are so many planets in the universe that don’t go, but Ziwei Star comes, and the ancient god of Ziwei Star is revived. This is just a coincidence?

The sweet love made Lin Wan's IQ decrease, but she did not turn her into a fool.

She still remembered that she met an old man playing erhu in Shanganmen Square with Tang Xuan before. Tang Xuan led her away and went up to talk to the person alone. As a result, she recorded a language that was not included.

Later, I gave it to a professional language research institution, and professionals could not find out what language it was.

Lin Wan had some worries in her eyes.

Tang Xuan, Tang Xuan, what secret do you hide? Don’t be what I think.

otherwise......

I, Lin Wan, will be enemies of the world.

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