Chapter 167
Cross the Brooklyn Bridge and enter Manhattan.
The streets in traffic jams are badly damaged.
A corpse ran across the street, with minced meat and blood spilt everywhere.
The ruins of the collapsed building raise the smoke covering the heavens, shielding the sun.
The endless gun battles and the screams of fugitive citizens have turned this administrative district of the economic and cultural center of New York into a purgatory on earth.
The army covered the retreat of civilians, past Cole.
In the darkness and smoke in the distance, flames and lightning are rolling endlessly, like thunderclouds before the onset of heavy rain.
Charles drove a Hummer and parked in front of the ruins of the building blocking the road, browsed tightly knit, and picked up the satellite phone to report the situation in real time.
"...We need a helicopter."
"The location of the hunter squad has been confirmed. The helicopter will arrive in ten minutes. Please wait patiently."
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"Received."
The location of the Queen's Tree is roughly in Central Park. Under normal circumstances, it can be reached by car in 15 minutes.
However, Manhattan, which was captured by the wizard, was in chaos and the streets were congested.
Cole jumped out of the car.
Help a team of soldiers who evacuated the citizens and get rid of the black wizard chasing them.
About ten minutes.
Charles took the burning rod, and the flames and yellow smoke rose up.
A Black Hawk helicopter descended from the sky.
The army sergeant is preparing to talk to the corresponding soldiers.
Just heard a loud noise.
The earth roars.
All the fleeing citizens and soldiers on mission stopped and looked up.
In their horrified eyes.
The Empire State Building in the night collapsed!
Afterwards.
The branches of the Queen’s Tree, which are intertwined, stand up from the ground.
When the Insect group was migrating, the unique huge buzzing sounded loudly in a group of dark clouds.
"God..."
Charles took a step back and his throat became dry.
This time.
In the Black Hawk helicopter.
Maybe it is live on TV.
A middle-aged man wearing jeans and a black cotton waistcoat, with a press card hanging under his neck, picked up the microphone and shouted into the camera, "The Empire State Building just collapsed! I saw it in the distance. Is there a dark cloud?! That thing makes the same sound as a swarm of locusts!"
I frowned and shouted outside the plane, "Come on, we have to hurry up!"
The army sergeant said to Cole with a gun in his hand, "Go, we can handle it."
After speaking, he greeted his team members and turned the front of the car and galloped away.
The helicopter took off.
The reporter shook hands with Cole and said, "Mike, CNN reporter."
"Cole."
"I know you, that's crazy on social media You’re the focus of the video."
Chloe glanced at the two of them, hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and turned on the most popular tweets and videos after a certain post. It was Cole who was in Qiaotou before. Deal with the scene of the dark wizard.
Search the CNN channel.
The footage they saw in the helicopter is being broadcast live inside.
Under the live broadcast screen, real-time comments display 999+.
"Cole, we seem to be on TV."
The reporter sighed and said, "Cole is now called a superhero in the real world and a wizard killer by many viewers.
p>Moreover, now the whole world is paying attention to the wizard and New York. I don't know how many people will die in this city tonight..."
At this moment.
A grey dawn appeared in the distant sky.
The helicopter passed through gunpowder and dust, and approached the Central Park. The neighborhood below was silent, like a human city abandoned for thousands of years.
Rotten, tangled and complicated tree roots and black plants flood the earth.
A huge number of plague black flies covering the heavens, shielding the sun, inhabit these plants from hell, flying up and down like a school of fish in the deep sea.
After arriving at the scheduled landing position.
Cole and Chloe leave the helicopter.
The reporter smiled at them and said, "Good luck to you."
tone barely fell.
A sturdy tree root suddenly protruded into the ground, piercing the steel shell of the plane, and piercing the body of the pilot.
It is like an evil thing that sucks life.
The driver's flesh and blood dwindled quickly at a speed visible to naked eye. On his body, more branches of evil trees spread in the cabin.
"God!"
The reporter's expression suddenly changed, and he pushed aside the little brother of the photographer who was beside him, but he was wrapped in dense tree roots, and he lost his life with a scream.
The accompanying soldiers reacted the fastest, rushing out of the cabin desperately, landing their chin on the ground and almost breaking their neck.
Photography The little brother landed on his buttocks and rolled backwards. The video recorder, which was still in the live broadcast, fell far away.
The effort of drinking a glass of water.
Helicopters are wrapped in layers of plants, rusted and weathered, and it feels like a hundred years have passed in an instant.
Chloe hurriedly helped his little brother to take pictures.
Turning around, browse tightly knit, and say, "Cole! What do we do now?"
At this time, Manhattan Central Park has become an ancient place of decaying trees and foul swamps. jungle ...or the Land of Death soaked in death and ruin.
The world of hell reappears.
With the dim rays of light before dawn, you can vaguely see the human bones buried under dense tree roots and swarms of flies.
After the helicopter's noise disappeared.
The cipher words of the mantra chanted, reverberating continuously in the silent forest.
Before the plague arrived, like the stench of rotting corpses, faintly discernable floating in the air.
In Cole's perception.
The composition of the Queen’s Tree is unusually weird, soaked in evil, yet undetectable.
The photographer little brother shook his head to signal that he was okay.
Pick up the camera on the ground and take a hard shot. It is completely damaged.
Take out the mobile phone, there is no signal at all, and the high-power satellite antenna on the helicopter has also broken. In other words, they have completely lost contact with the outside world.
Cole lowered his head and lit a cigarette, indifferently said, "If you want to stay alive, Chloe, let's go."
The second chapter of the main mission, reminds you to use Dreamwalker The power of exploring Calder’s memory and finding the location of the soul box. In other words, the power of the Judgment Secret cannot force the reincarnation of the Witch Queen’s soul body, or... the Witch Queen has two soul boxes.
One is in the real world, the evil heart that was previously hidden by the axe and the cross Holy Sect, the other is hidden in Calder's memory by her.
The witch looked towards the soldier and the little brother who stood in place not knowing what to do, and stepped forward to follow Cole's back.
Seeing that they were abandoned, the eager photographer little brother shouted, "Cole! Did you leave us here?! Hi! Did you hear that?"
Cole Stopped, turned around and said, "Now, I'm going to find the Witch Empress. The owner of these plants has a cup of morning tea. Do you want to join?"
"Uh..."
The little brother and the soldier looked at each other in blank dismay.
I looked around at the harsh environment all around, shut my mouth decisively, and dispelled the thought of following the past.
At this time.
Several silhouettes appeared in the street not far away.
"Cole · Walker."
Big beard, Viking long hair.
The black wizard Belie and three men and one woman were in the middle of the road.
One of the Old Guys who looked sickly had drooping eyelids and a weak voice.
"Wizard killer, witch, soldier...and..."
The muddy eyes perceive the cameras scattered on the ground.
He grinned, showing his dark teeth.
Raise the right hand.
The broken camera flew up and fell into the arms of the photographer's little brother, and quickly recovered.
"Take it, humans, and then take a picture of how we killed the famous Cole Walker. His scream must be...cough cough cough!"