Nomenclature of Night Chapter 748

  In the woods, the gods and Buddhas of Oba kept coming out.

  Everyone counted them carefully, and actually killed twenty-four goddesses, Demon King Kong, and Li Shutong!

Some Chen soldiers who have played the game suddenly feel that they are playing a game: there is a dispatch point in a cave in this forbidden land, and they are playing an ancient tower defense game, constantly playing the game. boss...

   They are not facing a normal opponent, but are facing the mechanics, systems, bugs of a game...

   It's not a normal human being faced anyway.

   "Crazy!" Chen's painter looked at the soldiers beside him, one by one who was killed by the opponent, and finally couldn't help but collapse and scolded: "Crazy! Crazy uses his paintings like this!"

  In the beginning, he thought that it was a bit outrageous for Oba to use four paintings in one go.

   Now, forty-eight paintings have appeared before and after, which has challenged the cognition of this artist Chen.

   This time, Dayu gradually got used to the multi-line operation. He divided all the gods and Buddhas into pieces and scattered them around Chen's troops.

   And, he began to try to practice the coordinated combat of the twenty-four gods and Buddhas.

   He has to practice this thing sooner or later. After all, he will have 24 paintings in the future.

   Not to mention destroying a regiment, even if it is to fight mosquitoes, he will directly use twenty-four gods and Buddhas to fight it!

   For nothing else, this fighting style is really cool.

   It's like you are playing a strategy game. At the beginning, you are conscientiously studying how to operate, how to make money, how to build cities, and how to recruit talents.

   Then suddenly one day, someone gave you a mysterious string of codes.

   You knock the code into the console and find yourself with unlimited money, unlimited CDs...

   At this time, your behavior is crazy, like retaliatory consumption, crazy to make up for the days when you used to dig Soso.

  The boss in the game, you can't wait to beat him hundreds of times to enjoy it.

   And the most important thing is that Da Yu's paintings will not stop at 24 forever. He will continue to create in the future. In a few years, his paintings without CD will be 36.

   At that time, what is Chen Yu, and what is the Lord of the Day...

   Daya was excited when he thought of this, and even now wants to go back to the cave to create.

At this moment, there were only more than 100 people left in the field group in the forbidden land. They escorted Chen's painter in the center. You can do it, we can't take it anymore."

   Chen's painter was stunned for a long time: "My paintings are not as arrogant as him."

   In his hand, there are only twelve paintings left. After using these, he will have no more cards.

  If other painters in the family knew about this, they would no longer take him seriously. After all, what is so scary about a Chen painter without paintings?

   However, he has no choice. The field brigade behind him arrived in an hour, and he had to hold out until the other party arrived to survive.

   Chen's painter smashed the twelve paintings with a stern look.

   For a time, it seemed that the Ragnarok was slowly descending in the forbidden land. This was a real fight between gods, and ordinary people could not get involved at all.

   Chen's painter explained: "Prepare the heavy firepower weapons for individual soldiers. Once Chen Yu's paintings attract my attention, immediately cover them with firepower!"

   However, this time is different from the last time, Dayu's paintings are no longer entangled with these twelve gods and Buddhas. Instead, he is determined to kill all the Chen soldiers.

The gods and Buddhas chased after me in the woods in the forbidden land. The artist Chen Shi almost vomited blood. His painting chased behind the **** of 'Li Shutong' and slashed hard. As a result, those Li Shutong were so fast that he didn't even have clothes. Cut into one piece.

   On the contrary, there were not many soldiers on his side, and all of them were slaughtered by the opponent.

"Head of the regiment... Where's the head of the regiment?" Artist Chen turned his head to look, and was shocked to find that the regiment leader beside him had fallen to the ground at some point, with a magic pestle stuck in his head, and his legs were still twitching. twitch.

   Until then, the gods and Buddhas under the control of Dayu turned their firepower to besiege Chen's painter's paintings, and surrounded them again...

   Chen's painter saw that something was wrong, he turned around and ran into the woods, he vaguely identified the direction, and went to find the field brigade who came to support.

   Thankfully, no one came after him.

   In the dark forbidden land, a figure silently adorned up, chasing after the Chen painter all the way, until the other party joined the field brigade before leaving.

   The brigade commander looked at the painter Chen who had become a bare commander: "Why did you come back by yourself?"

   Chen's painter breathlessly said: "We were attacked by the enemy, and Chen Yu's little brat used all his paintings for a lifetime. A total of 48 level gods and Buddhas were destroyed by us, thirty-nine!"

   Hearing what he said, the brigade commander was immediately awe-inspiring: "You have worked hard. It must be very difficult to kill thirty-nine level paintings of gods and Buddhas."

"Let's not talk about this," Chen's painter said angrily: "kill him now, hurry, he has no paintings next to him, and he can't make any waves at all, go and kill him! What about the painters in your team, let me He came to see me!"

   This artist from the Chen family is Dinghai Shenzhen in the vanguard army, with a fairly high status and seniority, and the painters in other armies are his juniors.

   He has never been so embarrassed.

  Chen's painter said to the brigade commander in a cold voice: "He has no trump cards. Even if there are nine paintings left, it will not pose a threat to the whole group army. Speed ​​up, find him, and kill him!"

   At this moment, Qing Chen woke up.

   He only slept for a short two hours, so he went to the No. 4 hole to check it out.

   Qingchen admits that he is born to work, and unless the world is peaceful one day, he will not be able to rest.

   When he came to the entrance of hole 4, he asked curiously, "How many enemies did you kill?"

  Da Yu sat cross-legged on the ground and said proudly: "One thousand five hundred people."

   Qingchen was silent for two seconds: "So much?"

   Daya opened his eyes and glared at him: "What nonsense are you talking about, killing a field regiment in two hours, this is already the combat power of a brigade!"

   Under normal circumstances, three times the strength can achieve the effect of completely annihilating the enemy in a short time.

   Therefore, Da Yu claimed to be equivalent to the strength of a brigade, which is indeed not wrong, and the strength of a brigade is the standard for measuring demigods.

Qingchen looked at Dayu's arrogant expression, and suddenly said: "So much time is enough for you to summon two groups of painting gods and Buddhas. Forty-eight level gods and Buddhas wiped out a group, indeed... a little bit slower. I don't care. The meaning is that I want to discuss the fighting style with you and see if there is anything that can be improved."

  Da Yu suppressed his anger: "You have to stutter your food in one bite, and you have to kill people one by one. Although the gods and Buddhas in the painting are powerful, they don't have the ability to kill in groups."

   Qingchen was stunned for a moment: "Do you just use the gods and Buddhas in the painting to kill the enemies one by one?"

   "Otherwise?" Oba asked rhetorically.

   "Why don't you draw some gods and Buddhas with special abilities, such as the God of Fire Zhurong, the God of Water Gonggong, and the God of Thunder."

  Zard said cheerfully: "Draw a Thanos and snap your fingers."

Da Yu raised his voice: "Isn't this a system?! Also, paintings with special abilities can only be painted by demigods, otherwise you have painted special creatures such as the three-legged golden crow, whose flames also It's very short-lived, unless it's against Zard, it's not very useful, and the combat effectiveness is not long-lasting."

"Understood," Qingchen said, "Wait, there are so many weapons in the safe house... Huotang, don't you want to use it? I saw that the weapons in those wooden boxes are at least enough for a brigade. The troops are full, not to mention automatic rifles, there are a lot of grenades, and even six Gatlings, why don't you use these?"

  The Great Elder was shocked.

  Oba was also surprised.

  Da Yu's tone that had just hardened just now weakened again: "How can a **** and Buddha take a modern weapon..."

   Qingchen couldn't help laughing.

   If you didn't expect it, just say you didn't expect it.

  Oba is not a pedantic person. He even chooses the most efficient way to paint. How can he disdain using weapons?

Qing Chen said to the elder: "Elder, please make a trip, and bring all those weapons. Zard, uncle, you all go too, there are many people and great strength, first take heavy firepower. You get an AK , I will make a Lefu, make it bigger and stronger, and create greater glories."

  The Great Elder is not pretentious. Now everyone is fighting for the fire pit. If the fire pit is gone, what is the use of keeping these weapons?

   As the boxes of weapons were brought in, the CD of the Shroud was also turned.

  Dayu summoned 24 painting gods and Buddhas again, and the six Li Shutongs took the Gatling one after another. There were also a grenade in the left and right pockets of the training clothes.

   Nine goddesses were suspended in the air with flamethrowers.

   The nine demon-destroying kings didn't even need to use the demon-destroying pestle. They threw them directly on the ground, and changed into automatic rifles one after another. There were also several high-energy bombs hanging on their arms.

   One by one incarnates Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, Namo High-energy Bomb Bodhisattva.

   It looks so scary.

  Rao is a 'pragmatist' like Dayu. Looking at the new looks of the gods and Buddhas, he has to frown: "This looks too weird..."

  Qingchen asked: "Can you tell me if it's good to use?"

   "Easy to use is easy to use..."

The elder    sighed with emotion: "If you want to talk about the operation of the show, you still have to look at the knights... Chen Xuanwu of the Chen family had this kind of show operation, I am afraid that the federal surname is Chen."

   Before Qingchen woke up, the Great Elder looked at the bug of the Daya card, and he was already shocked.

After    Qingchen woke up, this is simply outrageous, he opened the door to outrageous, outrageous home!

  Qingchen said to Daya, "Why don't you just paint Gatling the next time you paint it, and it will save ammunition and ammunition."

   Da Yu said with a toothache: "It can't be realized!"

   "Forget it," Qingchen said regretfully, "Let's do it, give the commander of the Chen's group some memory, and help the Chen family master to weaken Chen Yu."

   The next moment, the six Li Shutong rushed out of the Water Curtain Cave with Gatling in hand, followed by the rest of the gods and Buddhas.

  Chen's Field Brigade quickly advanced northward. They followed the trail and were quickly chasing towards the No. 4 hole.

   The brigade commander asked the painter Chen next to him: "Are you sure he only has nine paintings left alive?"

   Chen's artist nodded hesitantly: "Although I didn't see him finish the painting with my own eyes, you also understand how long it takes to create a painting."

   Even if one painting is calculated in 2 months, it will take 8 years for forty-eight paintings.

   If it is calculated in three months, it will take 12 years.

  Chen Yu is only 27 years old this year. Even if he is extremely talented and started to practice at the age of four, and was promoted to level at the age of 18 or 9, then these forty-eight paintings are already the limit.

  Unless Chen Yu is a painting genius like Chen Xuanwu, he does not need blood to warm up paint, and he can paint the real charm with his will.

   But in this world, there is only one Chen Xuanwu.

Moreover, Chen's painters also have shortcomings. When they are promoted to a new realm, the paintings have to be re-made. The paintings you cultivated at the B level will always be B-level, and the gods you painted at the A level will always be. Buddha, talent is level. .

   Therefore, Chen's painter is sure that Chen Yu has no stock.

   That little brat has exhausted his savings for the fire pit.

   At this time, the scouts in the army said: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The enemy has crossed the reconnaissance line!"

   On the other side, the painter of the Chen family was still looking at the brigade commander and said, "Just worry about encircling and suppressing it, there will be no problem...Fuck you uncle!"

   As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and retreated from the crowd.

   But in front of the field brigade, six Uncle Li were advancing side by side with a Gatling. They were like big owls in a gangster movie, pulling the trigger indifferently.

   These gods and buddhas came too fast. The field brigade's detection range is 500 meters. For these level gods and buddhas, it only takes a few seconds to penetrate.

  The target is found during the reconnaissance process of the drone, and it is too late to attack them.

   Drones can't keep up with their speed!

   A beheading team composed of twenty-four level members is beheading a field brigade of 4,500 people. This kind of combat level is beyond the imagination of ordinary people...

   In those days, Qing's shadow didn't have such a big hand...

At this moment, the huge recoil of Gatling in the hands of Li Shutong and his colleagues has no effect on the power of level paintings. It was just a short moment of effort, and the front row of the field brigade didn't even react. 'Li Shutong' swept away a large area.

The sound of    da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da , circled in the forbidden land, and the yellow shells fell to the ground.

  If the artist survived by chance, I am afraid that he would be terrified to see Li Shutong's photo.

   Not only that, there are goddesses in the canopy who can move freely, throwing high-explosive steel ball grenades one by one on the ground, the roar is endless, the artist Chen only feels like he is being attacked by an army!

   He crawls on the ground, and burrows into the crowd of the field brigade. It is only when he gets to the very center that he feels a little bit more secure.

When the artist Chen stood up, he happened to see the Demon King Kong not far away... He was shooting five automatic rifles with five arms, and the remaining arm was giving the other five The automatic rifle on the arm changes the magazine.

   Absolutely, obviously it is the Demon King Kong, but at this time it looks like a gangster.

  Chen's painter was angry, Chen Yu, how could you use the gods and Buddhas in your paintings with your dignity as a Chen's painter!

   Do you still have any reverence for gods and Buddhas? !

   Besides, there are already seventy-two paintings in this batch, right? Can't you run out of paintings?

  Chen's painter recalled his previous mockery of Dayu. There are so many paintings, of course it's over if they are reckless...

  You laugh at the golden topsoil of big brother, and big brother laughs at your hard life.

   Absolutely!

   He took out the satellite phone and summoned up the courage to call Chen Yu again: "Boss, boss! That little brat in Chen Ningzhi's house actually has 72 level paintings, we can't stand it anymore!"

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