N-A-A Chapter 331
Chapter 331
The sound of propellers lapping the air came from far and near, and a military helicopter covered in black paint pierced the sky and descended over a vast ocean.
Under the blue sky, floating clouds flutter, and seagulls fly by from time to time.
Between the blue waves, the sea is calm.
It's hard to imagine that not long ago, there was a huge tsunami disaster that affected neighboring countries.
In the cabin, a soldier saluted Yang Ming and said,
"Leader, we have arrived at the designated place, please give instructions on the next step!"
"If you have worked hard, I don't need to bother you next."
Yang Ming smiled slightly and directly pushed open the hatch.
"Woohoohoo! Woohoohoo! Woohoohoo! "
The whirlwind blowing from the propellers and the cold wind in the high air converged together, and rushed in along the open hatch, and the cold wind blew so hard that people's eyes could hardly be opened.
In the puzzled gazes of several soldiers, Yang Ming stood tall at the hatch, raised his right hand, pointed his palm at the ocean below, and a circle of pupils appeared in his eyes, and the eyes of reincarnation showed a bit of essence.
"Vientiane Heavenly Lead!"
Yang Ming said calmly.
Just as several soldiers were confused, they suddenly saw a natural wonder that they had never seen in their lives.
Yang Ming's palm was like a black hole, with endless attraction, the originally calm sea suddenly undulated, floating up against gravity, and water droplets fused into one, forming a dragon absorbing water one after another, but the other end came in the direction of Yang Ming.
Yang Ming consciously controlled the action of gravity, constantly muddying the bottom of the sea, and penetrating gravity into the corpses of demigods and demons buried under the trench.
"Oh my God!"
A soldier looked at the spectacle outside the window and couldn't help but exclaim.
At this moment, he also did not care about the strict military discipline, leaned in front of the window and stared at the scenery outside.
Don't say it's him, the other soldiers are also ready to move, but they haven't done anything out of the ordinary, and they still sit quietly in their seats, but their gazes that are looking around have already betrayed their mood.
For the surprised gaze behind him, Yang Ming did not have the slightest sourness in front of him.
Yang Ming's current pattern has long gone beyond the height understood by normal people, and has jumped out of the barrier of Mercury and looked at the problem from the perspective of the entire human race.
Simply put, he has moved away from low-grade fun.
After ten minutes, the corpse of the demigod-level demon sunk under the trench was finally salvaged.
This Yan Demon, named Daowell, died peacefully, with a frozen expression of fear on his face, and died without any damage on the surface of his body, all of which were caused by the aftermath of Yang Ming's fight with the Evil God Mother of Night, which caused great trauma inside his body, so that he died directly.
I have to say that this death is really funny enough.
As a Tianjiao of the demon clan, Daowell thought that he was bearing the burden of humiliation, and the Yue King Goujian in the Spring and Autumn period submitted to Yang Ming, waiting for the opportunity to get out of the sea of suffering.
But in fact, his careful thoughts were all seen by Yang Ming, and he controlled them to death.
Even, Dawell himself was secretly controlled by the Evil God Mother of the Night, and even his memories were secretly tampered with, and he himself was unaware.
Seeing that the body of the Yan Demon in front of him was not much damaged, Yang Ming nodded secretly, saving him some effort.
Temporarily storing the Yan Demon's corpse in the space bag, Yang Ming closed the hatch again.
"Go back."
"Obey!"
The military helicopter set off again, flying in the direction of the capital of the rabbit country.
Taking advantage of this interval, Yang Ming stole half a day's leisure, leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and enjoyed this rare moment of leisure.
Several soldiers looked at the slightly immature face of the young man with a look of exhaustion, and could not help but show reverence.
The army worships the strong, but even more worships those who carry the weight in the night!
There is no doubt that Yang Ming has gained their highest reverence!
A soldier took off his jacket and placed it lightly on Yang Ming's body to protect him from the wind and cold.
In fact, with Yang Ming's high physique attributes, he had long been immune to the common cold and fever, but this soldier still did so.
Without him, he just felt in his heart that he had to do something for the man in front of him.
In order to create a space suitable for Yang Ming to rest, no one in the cabin spoke, or even played with mobile phones, the entire cabin was quiet, only the noise of the propeller slapping the air often sounded, and it seemed a little angry.
By the time we returned to the capital, it had completely darkened.
The senior agents of the Bureau and S.H.I.E.L.D. have been waiting here for a long time.
The helicopter slowly landed on the empty tarmac, the hatch opened, and Yang Ming walked out of the cabin, receiving warm applause from everyone present.
"Snap! Snap!
The applause was thunderous and deafening.
Of course, the fly in the ointment is that there are some cute children holding flowers and red flags at this time.
However, everyone was very familiar with Yang Ming, and knew that Yang Ming's personality did not like that kind of formal thing, so he did not deliberately make it up.
The bureau seat stepped forward and gave Yang Ming a big hug, and then clenched Yang Ming's palm with both hands, holding it quite hard, and even Yang Ming could feel that the bureau seat's hand was trembling slightly.
"Yang Ming, on behalf of the leader, I thank you for eradicating evil gods in the world and making great contributions to world peace!"
Yang Ming's eyes flashed, and his gaze shifted from the body of the bureau seat, sweeping over the others present one by one.
Zhao Tianyi, Master Yuan, Baimei Daoist, Huo Wanjun, and other newly promoted senior agents, everyone's face was full of reverence.
After improving the skill of Luo Han's golden body, Yang Ming's eyes have received some kind of auxiliary strengthening, and now they are no longer limited to faintly seeing, but can clearly see that a white silk thread symbolizing faith is floating out from everyone's body.
These faith threads diverged in the air, some of them drifted into the air and merged into the unknown space, and some of them dragged into Yang Ming's body and quietly merged into it.
As for what is the use of incorporating these beliefs?
Or rather, what does it feel?
I'm sorry!
It didn't work at all for the time being, and I didn't feel anything.
Yang Ming was a little stunned, it is no wonder that those gods actually don't care much about the life or death of believers, nor do they care much about opening up channels of faith, maybe the root is here.
However, Yang Ming is somewhat special, and the power of these beliefs will gradually integrate into Mercury, helping this rudimentary of the kingdom of God to gradually grow, and perhaps in the near future, it will bring him a big surprise.