Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 392: The situation changes drastically, Zhang Chulan's "mouth-to-mouth" output

Dia looked towards the light source and scratched her messy hair in distress.

"why is it you again?"

"It never ends. It's a bit annoying!"

Dia took out his cell phone and checked. All the nearby signal towers had been blown up, so there was no way to contact his own people through conventional means.

After thinking for a while, he cut a wound on his head with a knife, inserted his fingers into it, and turned his brain over a few times.

"I found you, hey, hey, hey! I in Great Britain will inform little King Solomon and tell him to hurry to Nathan and come over to kill someone."

puff!

Pulling his fingers out, Dia gently licked the brain, and looked up at the figure in the air again.

The "Blood River Array" left by Vlad III, plus the "Sacred Tree" of Nathan, is the supreme pursuit of an oriental wizard. I am really lucky today, as I can pack up and take away everything I want.

Dia thought for a while and nodded with satisfaction. A helicopter with the Behemoth logo engraved on it landed from the sky.

"Mr. Dia, the takeover operation has been upgraded. Do you want to step aside?"

A rope was dropped from the hatch.

Without thinking, Dia took a helicopter to the ship commanded by Behemoth.

As the door of the command room opened, a blond and blue-eyed man was seen staring at the screen worriedly.

The foreigner in charge of commanding this operation is named Ron. His family is a well-known and prestigious family in the United States. They own some shares in the American company "Behemoth" and he is also one of the important directors.

In this operation on Nathan Island, Ron wanted to increase his family's voice in the company by taking down the "sacred tree" and King Nathan.

But judging from the current situation, he completely underestimated Nathan's power.

"Are the casualties beyond expectations? Should we increase the number of personnel?" Dia sat in the swivel chair and picked up the iced coffee on the water cooler and started drinking.

Ron looked back and shook his head.

It is not easy to apply to the board of directors for the mobilization of troops again, and there is a risk of exposing the possibility of failure of the operation. In this way, the other directors will definitely take advantage of the opportunity to deal a heavy blow to the Ron family.

Diya finished his coffee, burped, and said with a smile: "There is an Eastern saying, 'You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb.' If you hold back from the beginning, you will only increase the loss."

"Business has come to this point. I am considering whether to terminate the cooperation with you."

Snapped!
Ron slammed his hands on the console, furious.

This time I have to admit that I underestimated Nathan.

Not only that, they are even too arrogant in their own positioning.

Nathan may be a closed and backward group, but its survival to this day shows its tenacity.

Even a thousand years ago, the power of an entire vast empire was mobilized to exile this tiny piece of land.

If the stalemate continues like this, there is a risk of total failure relying on Behemoth's only security-level force.

"That's it. Go ahead, Sir Ron."

"Either expand the staffing or continue to increase the investment in weapons, these are the only two options." Dia tapped the coffee cup with a small spoon, making a crisp sound.

"You Behemoths are a place of civilization and technology. You are the desire of mankind to move forward and the new development of mankind in scientific and technological civilization. You are more powerful and your system is more excellent, far surpassing Nathan's primitive jungle law."

"So you will win in the end, because the pace of civilization will never stop, and every step forward will be an invasion of the jungle. Countless wars throughout history have proved this point."

Ron turned back with a gloomy face, "What are you talking about?"

Dia shrugged: "War is irrelevant, but the invaders must have a good reason. I am giving you this reason!"

"It's not for money, it's not for power, it's for the advancement of civilization, to bring Nathan into a civilized country."

"Tsk!" Ron gritted his teeth, then smiled with relief, "Well said, let these wizards and servants face the civilization of the new era."

Armament, further increase the stakes!
Dia clapped her hands approvingly and smiled contemptuously.

That's right.

When Behemoth appeared, he used white tranquilizer bullets to suppress the islanders.

This bloodless attack method is useless to the "Blood River Formation". What Dia wants is not the blood of ordinary people, but the blood of all the gods and people on Nasen Island.

Only by using the blood of aliens to activate the formation can the strength of the undead army in the "Blood River" be maximized. By then, the formation will be completed, and the Blood River will truly become a "Dead River".

As the lord of the Dead River, he will not completely perish unless all the undead souls in the Dead River are slaughtered.

This is the legacy left by Vlad III before his death. "The world was more interesting seventy years ago. This peaceful era has completely eroded people's bloodiness."

"This kind of small-scale melee can evoke my memories of the past. As expected..."

Dia glanced at the screen in the command room and saw flames flashing from the muzzles of guns, soldiers charging with guns, and the Nathan Guards fighting desperately.

He said to the people flashing by on the screen: "Gentlemen, I like war."

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Rumble!
Amid the flames of war, night fell unknowingly.

Behemoth's soldiers upgraded their equipment, and the situation became one-sided.

The powerful servants of God on the island were unable to fight back under the suppression of heavy firepower.

Once the situation changed, it became a fantasy to protect Nathan from Behemoth.

Zhang Chulan, who was hiding in the dark, changed his mind and realized that if he wanted to bring the old man Li Muxuan back to the country, he had to change his strategy.

"Sister Baoer! Linglong! Brother Lin!"

"Just listen to me! This is the only way to achieve our goal!"

Zhang Chulan walked out from a corner where no one could see him and gave the three of them a few instructions.

After the division of labor was completed, he jumped out of sight again.

Li Muxuan hid behind a tree as ammunition rained down on him. The huge force created a passage in the woods.

Suddenly, he felt his heart being pulled.

"You little bastard! You're using a spiritual object that's not yours, and you're trying to steal it from me!"

Li Muxuan turned his head to look for it, while covering his chest.

For so long, I have always been the one twisting other people's hearts, but I never thought that one day, my own heart would be grasped by others.

brake!
Zhang Chulan appeared instantly, golden light took shape, condensed into sharp claws and grabbed towards Li Muxuan.

"Old man, if you want to die so badly, why not let grandpa help you do so?"

Li Muxuan instantly guessed Zhang Chulan's intention and said with disdain, "Provocation? How many tricks do you have as a junior? You dare to use tricks on me? You are too naive!"

He hooked his hand and turned it, and the protective golden light covering Zhang Chulan's whole body twisted and shattered.

Zhang Chulan did not hide in the dark, and cursed directly:
"Humph, this old method is enough to deal with an old dog like you, a beast with a life but no one to take care of it! All of you are like this, you think you are free, but in fact you are a group of dogs who are used to being touched by others!"

"You'll take the bait if I throw you a bone. You'll bite wherever I tell you to bite! You're all cheap creatures. Your ancestors must have been cheap for eighteen generations to give birth to such cheap creatures!"

"A bunch of bastards are trying to imitate others to form a gang. Don't laugh at me! All the bastards? I think they are all bastards. The leader of the bastards is naturally the bastardst. No wonder he is called Wu Gensheng. Does he have that thing underneath him?"

Zhang Chulan's series of attacks finally fell on "Wu Gensheng". Li Muxuan seemed to have been completely turned on by a switch. His eyes were bloodshot and murderous intent surged.

Blue veins crawled all over his face like maggots.

He gathered all his energy and stared at Zhang Chulan fiercely.

"Alright! I've fallen for your trick!"

"Grandpa will grind you to dust!"

"Hey..." Zhang Chulan was delighted. This old guy was fooled.

"Okay, old ass, come on if you dare!"

Swish!
Zhang Chulan turned around and fled out of the battlefield. As long as Li Muxuan was away from the battlefield, everything would be possible.

As he ran away, he looked back.

Things turned out just as he had guessed, Li Muxuan was a complete bastard controlled by bad habits and emotions, he had no idea what he was doing, or maybe he knew it but was too stubborn to face his true thoughts.

For such a person, no matter what choices they make, it is not surprising, and no matter what results they get, they are not worthy of sympathy. They have lived a hundred years in vain, and they cannot even be sincere to themselves.

Tsk!
Li Muxuan followed closely behind, looking at the figure fleeing in panic, thinking: "I don't know why you don't continue to hide, but if you continue like this, you will definitely die!"

He opened his arms to the left and right, put his index and ring fingers together, and hooked them forward.

Zhang Chulan seemed to be tripped and fell to the ground with a bang.

A twisted and strange feeling enveloped the heart.

"I caught you." An invisible tubular magnetic field connected Li Muxuan's fingers and Zhang Chulan's back.

(End of this chapter)