Return from the second dimension

These special forces are absolutely invincible when facing ordinary people, and not many people are their opponents.

But when the enemy becomes a monk in the Loucheng and is still a lord, they have no advantage, and whether they can protect themselves is a problem.

After all, compared to the humans in the original world, the monks at the lord level are almost no different from monsters.

In the face of such an enemy, apart from being crushed unilaterally, there is almost no possibility of victory.

With the appearance of this alien monk, the performance of the special forces team at this time is enough to prove all this!

Because when he stood in front of the special forces team, only Tang Zhen could discover his existence.

The rest of the special forces did not know that a terrifying enemy was standing in front of them!

However, Tang Zhen did not change anything. Instead, he glanced at the other special fighters, his face was filled with grief and indignation!

With the help of invisibility skills, the alien monk stood not far away without any scruples. Seeing his costume aura, he should be a seventh-level magician!

At this moment, the alien magician was staring coldly at Tang Zhen and others with cold and merciless eyes.

There was a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, as if these special forces were all ants, as long as he stepped on it gently, he could crush them all into powder!

Under Tang Zhen's quiet gaze, this alien monk suddenly grabbed a handful of powder in his leather pocket and smashed them at Tang Zhen.

As the powder floated in the air, it slowly spread to the special forces and was quickly absorbed by them.

This powder is invisible, colorless, and does not have any taste. Even after inhaled into the nasal cavity, there will be no special hallucinations!

But Tang Zhen knew that these powders were definitely not simple, so he held his breath quietly, wanting to see what effect the powder would have?

The reason why he didn't do it right away was that he wanted to see what methods these alien cultivators had, so that he could be wary of them when fighting them in the future!

After all, the enemy he is facing is likely to be a national floor with countless senior monks!

If you simply think that they can be defeated with a nuclear bomb, then it would be too naive.

Not to mention the strength of the invading castle, but since he dared to invade the original world, he must be fully prepared!

Not to mention other things, just to say that the weird plant that these alien monks mastered possesses extremely terrifying destructive power!

Since Tang Zhen discovered it, he has been thinking about the method after the outbreak, but unfortunately there is no perfect solution.

And those special forces who inhaled the powder finally showed an abnormality.

They began to become short of breath and restless, and there was a trace of blankness in their original determined eyes.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

But the two heads that were originally hung on the wall twisted together at this moment, and then stared at everyone, showing a weird and gloomy smile.

"Hehehe...you are finally here, I have been waiting so hard!"

"Since you are here, don't leave, and die with us, hahaha..."

A sharp voice with a strong surprise suddenly came from the mouths of these two heads. The bloody mouths are constantly opening and closing, making people look like an ice cave!

The special forces were shocked when they saw this weird scene!

They really didn’t expect that the heads of two dead comrades could speak.

"Keep calm and don't panic!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, the captain of the special forces quickly stopped the panicked soldiers, and at the same time watched vigilantly at the two sly smiling heads, silently raised the rifle in his hand.

Seeing this, the other soldiers also raised their guns to take aim, firing at any time.

At this moment, the two heads laughed wildly again, their eyes shining with crazy colors, and they jumped off the wall and landed directly on a soldier.

Seeing that he was biting on himself, the head of his comrade-in-arms was constantly emitting a smirk, the soldier couldn't help but screamed, slapped his body frantically!

He seemed to want to smash this head, but unfortunately, no matter how he slapped it, those two heads always gave out a weird sharp smile, biting his clothes tightly, just refused to let go!

In a desperate situation, the soldier took his saber directly, and cut his head severely at it.

This saber was so sharp that it pierced the head with a single knife, and then heard a scream, and the head rolled to the ground.

The saber danced again and the other head was cut off, the soldier laughed and kicked the two heads away.

As for the soldiers next to him, they suddenly heard strange footsteps behind them.

When they looked back, they found the headless corpse who had just kneeled on the first floor. At this moment, they were climbing the stairs with staggering steps, walking towards them step by step.

As I walked, there was a dull voice on the other side, coming from the neck that was only left.

"Where's my head, where's my head? Give me back my head!"

The two heads that were kicked out by the fighters cheered and shouted at the headless corpse.

"Hehe, we are here, come on!"

"Idiot, come here, you foolish big, no-brainer!"

As the two human heads kept screaming, the two headless corpses stumbled over, picked up the broken heads and placed them on their necks.

It's just that they accidentally got the wrong direction, turning their bodies forward, but their faces backward.

It's just that the two heads didn't care. On the contrary, they had a lot of fun, running around in the factory with a strange smile.

At this moment, another sound of metal mopping the floor came.

The horrified crowd followed the prestige, but saw two comrades-in-arms who had been fixed to the wall by iron pipes, and they were now walking towards them.

Their feet are struggling to move forward, but because their heads are dropped by the heavy iron pipe, they can only drag the iron pipe and raise their heads so that they can barely walk!

Rolling their eyes down hard, their weird gazes swept from time to time, and their heads followed the iron pipe touching the steps, shaking violently!

Walking towards them step by step, blood and brains were constantly overflowing, flowing down the iron pipe to the ground, dragging a long bloody trace.

"Patter", "Patter"...

There was another sound of water splashing, and the people who were already pale, followed the reputation again in fear, only to find that the war corpse that had been dumped at the door earlier, at this moment actually walked directly on top of the shed. On top!

He faced the crowd with a purple face, and the corners of his mouth provoked a strange arc. The blood overflowing from his body was like an opened faucet, constantly spraying from his seven orifices.