PFC Chapter 213: Shiva's Resentment Appears
Chapter 213: Shiva's Resentment Appears
An impulse ignited in Zhang Yun's heart, and he suddenly shot the God-killing Gun towards the Gate of Hell. A terrifying blood-red light burst out from the tip of the gun, like a meteor streaking through the night sky, directly tearing the Gate of Hell open.
"Swallow! Clean!"
There was a hint of fanaticism in Zhang Yun's voice, his thoughts surged like a tide, and the God-killing Spear showed its unparalleled power at this moment.
As the gate of hell was torn apart, the surrounding space seemed to tremble, and the air was filled with a tense and exciting atmosphere.
The completeness of the God-killing Gun skyrocketed again, reaching 14%.
"Fuck!!!"
Zhang Yun's exclamation rang out in the empty space, with a hint of incredible excitement.
His eyes instantly became hot, and his eyes flashed with strong desire and excitement.
"The Devouring Hell's Gate directly increased the integrity of the God-Slaying Spear by 3%!" He secretly calculated in his mind what this number meant.
As this power increased, Zhang Yun felt extremely eager.
He knew that the Gate of Hell before him was not the real Gate of Hell, but only a projection of the Gate of Hell.
Although this projection is powerful, it cannot be compared with the real gate of hell.
“The projection can be improved so much!
"What a huge improvement it would be if I could devour the Hell Gate's true form!" Zhang Yun's heart was filled with excited fantasies.
He imagined how terrifying his power would be if he could obtain the true form of the Gate of Hell.
His thoughts raced in his mind, his heart filled with anticipation for the future.
He imagined the real gate to hell, whose existence meant endless power and possibilities.
There was a glint of desire in Zhang Yun's eyes. He hoped to control this power himself and use it to achieve his goals and fight against potential threats.
"It would be great if you could appear in front of me!" Zhang Yun's heart was full of anticipation, his mind was constantly expanding, as if he had already seen the huge door, behind which was endless darkness and unknown power.
His heart beat faster, longing to come into contact with that power, longing to bring it under his control.
"Then how much should my God-killing Spear be improved!!"
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the other side.
Wen Qimo's voice suddenly sounded in the headset, with a hint of urgency and uneasiness in his tone.
"Captain!!!" His voice trembled slightly.
When Chen Muye heard this voice, his heart suddenly skipped a beat and an ominous premonition came to his mind.
"What's wrong?" he asked quickly, ready for any possible emergency.
Wen Qimo said anxiously, "A bomber from Military Airport No. 03 took off without any orders!"
His words revealed the seriousness of the situation. It was obviously a very unexpected and dangerous situation.
"And the target is precisely the most crowded residential area in the center of Cangnan City!!!" Wen Qimo continued, his voice trembling slightly, and he was obviously extremely shocked by the news.
Chen Muye's heart suddenly shook, and his face turned pale in an instant.
This news was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him. If the bomber really flew towards the city center, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"How long will it take for this plane to arrive!!!" There was a hint of anxiety in his voice, and he obviously had a clear understanding of the urgency of time.
Wen Qi Mo's voice echoed in the headset, with a hint of despair in his voice, and he obviously felt powerless in this time window.
"Only 1 minute!!!" His words revealed a sense of urgency, as if telling everyone that they were standing on the brink of a disaster.
Chen Muye was silent for a moment, his eyes looking towards the night sky, where darkness dominated everything and not a trace of light could be seen.
His heart was filled with heaviness, but he knew that now was not the time to hesitate and he had to take action immediately.
"I'll take care of this matter!" His voice was firm and powerful, revealing an unquestionable determination.
"Qi Mo! Tell me the number of this plane!" Chen Muye asked quickly.
Wen Qimo didn't dare to be negligent and answered quickly.
"It's 0101****,!!!" There was a hint of nervousness in his voice, and he was obviously worried about this emergency.
"Okay! I got it!!!" There was a hint of determination in Chen Muye's voice. He knew that he had to act immediately. Every second could mean the safety of countless lives.
Afterwards, Chen Muye cut off the communication.
Chen Muye sighed softly, his eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and determination.
"Forget it! There's only one month left anyway!!!" His voice was low, and he seemed to be making an important decision, a decision that might affect his future destiny.
He reached towards his chest with his hands, and with quick and decisive movements, he pulled out a mysterious yellowed parchment scroll from his arms.
This parchment scroll looks very old, covered with complex patterns and texts, revealing an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.
As the parchment scroll was exposed to the night sky, the air around it seemed to become heavy.
Deep in the fog, ancient beings seemed to be awakened by this breath. They opened their eyes, and their gazes penetrated through layers of fog and turned to Cangnan City where the parchment scroll was.
These ancient beings may be sealed gods or guardians of secrets. Their eyes flash with surprise, curiosity and even a hint of greed.
The power of the scroll seemed to touch them, waking them from their slumber and making them pay attention to what was about to happen.
And on a road heading towards Cangnan, dozens of kilometers away from Cangnan, a freight driver suddenly smiled.
Look at Cangnan.
"Hahaha! Shiva! Finally appeared!!!"
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At this time, it was the center of Cangnan City.
A bombing plane in the sky is like a missile.
roar.
Falling towards a residential area!
As if to destroy everything.
At this moment, Chen Muye's eyes fixed.
His face became extremely serious. He knew that using this parchment might bring unpredictable consequences, but in the face of the crisis, he seemed to have no other choice.
He must use the power of this parchment to stop the bomber and protect the citizens of Cangnan City.
His fingers gently stroked the surface of the parchment, as if he was communicating with it in some way.
The patterns on the parchment began to emit a faint light, and the complex words seemed to come alive, dancing in the air, emitting a mysterious power.
Chen Muye's fingers moved quickly on the parchment, and his pen tip fluently wrote a number in a blank space - 0101****.
These numbers seemed to possess some kind of magic. As he wrote the last number, he could feel an invisible force surging from the parchment.
At this moment, Chen Muye's mental strength was instantly drained, and his face turned pale instantly, as if all his vitality had been sucked away by that force.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his body swayed slightly, but his eyes remained firm. He knew that this was the price he had to pay for using parchment.
At the same time, a terrifying and mysterious power emanated from the parchment. This power was like an invisible wave, quickly spreading throughout the night sky.
It was extremely fast, covering the entire Cangnan City and even further places in almost an instant.
The plane falling from the sky instantly turned into ashes and disappeared under the influence of this force.
The metal shell of the plane, the fuel, everything turned into nothingness in the face of this force.
Only tiny specks of dust remained in the sky, which were then blown away by the night wind, as if the plane had never existed.
This scene shocked everyone, and their eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.