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Chapter 415: Respective Wars

Looking at the tough guy opposite who remained silent even though he was seriously injured, the smile on Qin Yu's face gradually disappeared and his eyebrows furrowed.

"To be honest, I'm very curious about what is going on that makes you, a veteran who has been a soldier and protector for a lifetime, willing to surrender to the devil. Don't you know how many people will die if you release them?

?”

"I know, of course I know."

"Then you still want to do this? You are a hero who has been on the battlefield."

"Hero? Ha! Hahahaha! Hero? What the hell a hero!"

Zhao Gang struggled to stand up with his hands on the wall. The blood flowing from the wound formed a blood puddle under his feet in the blink of an eye.

"Can a hero save the lives of my wife and daughter? Can a hero bring them back to life? Do heroes deserve to have their families destroyed? I am someone else's hero? What about mine! Where is my wife's and my daughter's? When they die! The hero is again

Where the hell is!”

Zhao Gang coughed in pain, blood gushed out from his mouth and nose, and his eyes were extremely ferocious.

"I don't care how many people will die if I do this, and I don't care what others think of me. I just want them to come back to life! A husband wants to bring his daughter and lover back to life! Is there anything wrong with this!"

The severed arm twisted for a while, and the translucent soul quickly gathered above it, turning into a terrifying cannon barrel in an instant.

Even above the barrel, you can see the heads of a large number of dead souls wailing with their mouths open.

Lifting the barrel and pointing it at Qin Yu on the opposite side, Zhao Gang gritted his teeth.

"I have been protecting others all my life, but in the end I couldn't even protect my own children. I am not a hero, never have been, and have never been a hero. I have killed many people! As long as I can resurrect them, I don't mind more

Kill one! Ten! Or a hundred!"

Looking at the terrifying gun barrel opposite, Qin Yu's eyes turned slightly and looked at the ruby ​​​​thrown aside. To be precise, it was the portal above.

"So, they told you that they could resurrect your wife and daughter, and you chose to help them? Let me tell you, do you believe what the devil says?"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Zhao Gang could reply, the soul master standing behind the portal watching the battle had already snorted coldly with a dark face.

"Watch your words, boy. Only the devil can play word games. The devil never bothers to play. I will give him whatever I promise. I promise to help him resurrect his wife and daughter, and I will complete the task after he

Finally, I will help him resurrect his wife and daughter, and I must do what I say. This is the most basic principle for a strong man. No matter how displeased I am with him, I will only kill him with my own hands after fulfilling my promise!"

Turning to Zhao Gang with ferocious eyes, the Soul Master spoke coldly.

"This guy has good genes. I've taken a liking to him. If I kill him and present him, I can promise to let you three leave alive after resurrecting your wife and daughter."

Zhao Gang didn't say a word when he heard this, but silently pointed his arm at Qin Yu, neither putting it down nor firing.

Because he didn't dare.

At this time, all the souls he had accumulated during this period have been integrated into his arms to increase his power.

There are quite a few of these souls, because they are all the evil souls that the Devil's Church went out to hunt during this period.

Zhao Gang, who controls the puppets and collects them everywhere, can be said to have the entire church working for him.

If so many souls are launched together, you can imagine how terrifying the power will be.

But the problem is that the guy on the other side can teleport! If he dodges one shot, then Zhao Gang will not have the ability to fire the second shot!

Therefore, Zhao Gang only dared to maintain a stalemate and did not dare to fire rashly.

But he didn't move, and Qin Yu standing opposite didn't move either, just looking at Zhao Gang indifferently.

The red light gradually lit up in his eyes, and dense lava lines quickly filled the entire eye sockets.

Qin Yu stood there quietly, and a cold voice sounded.

"Give you three seconds to kill me. After three seconds I will cut you open with high-temperature rays. Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Three! Two..."

boom!

Buzz!

Before the countdown ended, a loud noise and a distortion appeared almost at the same time.

Zhao Gang, whose eyes widened, was forced to have no choice but to suddenly raise his hand and fire a shot.

Almost at the moment he opened fire, Qin Yu disappeared into thin air.

The soul cannonball passed through the air and hit the wall hard, but only formed a fist-sized gap in the top.

Zhao Gang suddenly turned around, raised his hand and aimed at the body of Qin Yu who had just appeared, and fired the second cannonball without hesitation.

But this time, as the cannon ejected from the barrel, Zhao Gang's arm was torn to pieces by the rotating energy flow.

Amidst the blood splashing, thousands of souls swirled up and turned into small whirlpools, wailing and swarming forward.

Zhao Gang, who has experienced hundreds of battles, how could he not be prepared when he knew that his trump card had fatal flaws.

The first shot was just an ordinary soul cannonball! It was just a feint to deceive others!

The real killing move! It’s this second shot!

The opponent has just finished flashing, and the surrounding space has not stabilized yet. It is impossible to complete the second flash in an instant.

And the power of thousands of souls erupting at the same time is definitely beyond the opponent's body.

You will definitely win!

Click!

In Zhao Gang's widened excited eyes, Qin Yu, who had just flashed out at this moment, really had no time to flash and dodge a second time.

But when he looked at the oncoming terrifying whirlpool, he didn't panic at all, but suddenly waved his hand and punched.

Then in Zhao Gang's dull expression, the upper half of Qin Yu's arm actually flew out like a cannonball, spraying air!

A cold light flashed, and half of the arm carrying an astonishing momentum hit the soul vortex hard.

The originally regular rotation was instantly disrupted. Countless souls entangled themselves with this uninvited guest and directly collided with each other.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Gang hurriedly stretched out his hand and shouted in horror.

"No!!!"

boom!

As soon as he spoke, countless colliding souls were directly detonated.

A terrifying shock wave swept in all directions, and all the walls, floor tiles, and ceilings were torn to pieces at this moment.

Qin Yu and Zhao Gang, who were at the center of the explosion, were knocked out in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

Outside the base and on the streets, countless manhole covers were knocked away by the ferocious airflow. Centered on the secret building of the Devil's Church, all the glass within a kilometer radius was shaken to pieces in a terrifying impact.

Even pedestrians on the road were thrown several meters away by the air wave.

In the underground secret base, with the sound of clanking, a large number of fragments were scattered on the ground.

All the walls of the underground building covering an area of ​​hundreds of meters have collapsed and all the furnishings have been shattered.

The only ones still standing are a few main beams, but even they have become tattered on the surface.

Among the ruins, the sound of crashing was heard. Qin Yu held his hands on the wall, shook his dizzy brain, and climbed up from the rubble with difficulty.

The power of Zhao Gang's shot was indeed beyond his imagination.

This destructive power is probably on the same level as that punch made by the ninth-level old man Dulong.
Chapter completed!
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