I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler - Chapter 886 885. Various martial arts, this is a saturation attack

   Chapter 886 885. Various martial arts, this is a saturation attack

   Seeing the rockets disappear in an instant, Plato was inexplicably lost for a moment.

   "Sure enough, isn't it okay?"

   he thought to himself.

   Although I don't know where Lu Kian's weapon came from, it seems that even if it is fancy, in Urukluk's spiritual world, these are all false and fragile, and can be directly obliterated by a single thought.

   However, Lu Kian didn't mean to give up.

   His rocket launcher was immediately reloaded with all the ammunition.

   Immediately afterwards, without confirming the situation, Lu Kian fired these rockets again.

   In addition, there seems to be no interval between launches, and countless rockets bloom from the barrel.

   Urukrok felt something was wrong.

   His thoughts turned, and all the rockets disappeared again, as if they had never appeared.

   But before he could relax, more rockets popped out.

  Those rockets are as dense as raindrops, and there is a steady stream. Whenever Uruk wipes them out, they will be regenerated immediately, and the number will become more and more, covering the sky and the sun.

   Urukruk felt a little annoyed. Although it was only a matter of time before these rockets were eliminated, it was as easy as killing a mosquito, but if there were too many mosquitoes, it would be annoying.

   The offense and defense of the two continued for a while.

   It wasn't until he didn't know the hundreds of rockets that cleared the land trip that Urukruk realized that something was wrong.

  I now need a great deal of concentration to eliminate all the rockets. Although this operation is only a thought, it still takes time and awareness.

  When there are more and more rockets in the land, this behavior requires more energy.

   Urukruk suddenly realized a terrifying fact, that maybe after a while, if the number of these bazookas continued to increase, then he might not be able to completely defend them.

   Countless rockets were launched into the sky again, this time, the rockets were overwhelming, and even the subconscious void was obscured.

  It's hard to imagine how much damage would be done if so many rockets fell.

  This is the spiritual world of Urukrok. In other words, it is full of Urukrouk's consciousness. As long as it is irreversibly damaged, Urukrouk will be traumatized.

   It’s just that the vast majority of attacks are not enough to pose a threat.

   Who would have thought that one day, someone could set off fireworks in Urukrouk's brain?

   Countless rockets fell from the sky, disappeared immediately, and reappeared in a blink of an eye.

  This rocket is like a countdown, bit by bit torturing Urukruk's nerves.

   This kind of feeling is like cutting bullets with a sharp knife. You must succeed every time, and as long as the opponent succeeds once, you will never be saved.

Originally, as warriors who have experienced many battles and have seen many things, Urukluk should not be afraid when faced with such a situation. They are Ultramarines who have been able to fight in strange and difficult aliens for decades. This little problem is nothing.

   Unexpectedly, the other party used Gatling!

  It's also a **** three-pipe Gatling with blue fire! ! !

   Urukruk did not expect that in a short period of time, Lu Jian could create so many weapons in his own mind labyrinth!

   How did he do it?

  Between his thoughts, Urukluk found that he could no longer wipe out those rockets.

  Some fish that slipped through the net fell into the mind labyrinth.

   A mushroom cloud rose up.

   Soon, the second and third waves of rockets fell, and those intricate mazes were destroyed by artillery fire. In the smoke, traps, monsters, and even treasure chest monsters could not escape.

   Seeing this scene, Plato felt a shudder.

   After all, Lu Kian has embodied so many weapons in the spiritual world of others, and even overwhelmed his master.

  It's like a fictional character in your mind starts to influence you in reverse, you find that his existence can't be erased, and he even starts whispering in your ear.

   In simpler terms, it means that he is about to lose his mind.

  The artillery fire roared, but Lu Bian had no intention of stopping.

  Boom, boom, boom—

   Countless rockets fell into this maze, smashing everything that existed, and on the scorched earth, not even the ashes no longer existed.

   On the other side, Urukrok felt a burst of pain, these artillery fires were undoubtedly tearing his will, and in the field of vision, along with the bombardment of the landing trip, Urukrouk's sanity was constantly decreasing.

  【You have been indescribably devastated, Sanity -1】

The bleak and ferocious words flowed down like a waterfall. Urukrouk had not counted how much he had lost. He immediately divided his will and completely separated the area where Lu Jian was located, and the pain swept his heart. The brain of an octopus, but he can't go back to the real world directly.

  If he resumes his activities now, then Lu Kizuna and Plato can attack Urukrouk’s brain more recklessly. At that time, even if he doesn’t die, at least he is in a state of madness.

   Dilemma, Urukluk decided to use the most violent method.

  A phantom appeared above the mind labyrinth that had been razed to the ground.

  The huge shadow was like an octopus, and its thick tentacles spread in all directions, looking for the place to land.

  The rockets landed on those tentacles, and the exploding flames devoured the tentacles, but did not burn them. The powerful self-healing ability made these tentacles the most powerful weapons, stumbling down to the ground.

  Plato has not yet helped, the bazooka in Lu Kian's hand has begun to deform.

   It suddenly changed from a shoulder-mounted individual combat weapon to a fully loaded rocket vehicle.

   changed from one car to several cars, and in the void, it expanded into a legion.

  The appearance of these vehicles is also different. Some are dense box rockets, intercontinental strategic missiles, space-based kinetic energy weapons, and even "truths" that are equal to most civilizations.

  It is hard to imagine that these things would appear in the head of an exotic octopus, and they would be neatly arranged.

  Plato didn't know how Lu Bian did this, he could only see Lu Bian wave his hand and all the weapons were fired in unison, towards the huge, monster-like octopus.

   "In my hometown, there is a saying."

   Lu Kizuna said.

   "All fear comes from lack of firepower."

   Accompanying his words, mushroom clouds rose up one after another, explosions sounded one after another, and in the void of the subconscious, countless trails of light fell, like a classic poem that will never be forgotten.

   The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and the stars fall like rain.

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