Chapter 1355: Chapter 746: The Tyrant Does As He Pleases (Part 3)
Chen Yu is only 27 years old this year. Even if he was extraordinarily gifted and started cultivating at four, advancing to A-Class at 18 or 19, forty-eight paintings would already be his limit.
Unless Chen Yu, like Chen Xuanwu, is a genius in painting, and can capture the true essence with just his will without the need to nurture the pignts with blood.
But in this world, there is only one Chen Xuanwu.
Moreover, Chen Clan painters have a disadvantage: when they advance to a new level, they must recreate their paintings. The paintings nurtured at B-Class will always remain B-Class, only the gods depicted at A-Class can be considered A-Class.
Therefore, the Chen Clan painters are certain that Chen Yu is out of stock.
That little rascal has already exhausted his savings for the Fire Pit.
At this mont, a scout from the troops shouted: “Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The enemy has breached the reconnaissance line!”
anwhile, on the other side, a Chen Clan painter was looking at the commander, saying, “Just proceed with the encirclent, there won’t be any problems… Damn you!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to retreat into the crowd.
He then saw six Uncle Li Dongs each wielding a Gatling gun, advancing side by side at the front of the brigade, their expressions cold as they pulled the trigger like kingpins from a cri drama.
These gods arrived too quickly. The brigade’s reconnaissance range was five hundred ters, which the A-Class gods penetrated in re seconds.
By the ti the drones spotted the targets during reconnaissance and wanted to attack them, it was already too late.
The drones couldn’t even keep up with their speed!
A decapitation squad composed of twenty-four A-Class mbers was executing a decapitation strike on a field brigade of 4,500 people. This level of combat is beyond ordinary imagination…
Back then, even Qing’s shadow couldn’t orchestrate such a grand scale…
At this mont, the huge recoil of the Gatling guns in Uncle Li Dong’s hands had no effect against the power of an A-Class Artwork, and in just a brief instant, the frontline of the brigade, which hadn’t even reacted, was swept down by ‘Uncle Li Dong’ in a large number.
The racket of gunfire echoed throughout the Taboo Land, as yellow shell casings scattered all over the ground.
If this painter miraculously survived, he would probably feel fear just seeing a photo of Uncle Li Dong.
Not only that, but a Goddess moved freely among the treetops, tossing high-explosive steel ball hand grenades to the ground one after another, the booming sounds incessant, making the Chen Clan painter feel like he was being assaulted by an entire army!
He crawled on the ground, burrowing into the crowd of the brigade, feeling a little safer only when he reached its center.
When this Chen Clan painter stood up, he happened to see the Exorcist King Kong not far away… holding five assault rifles with five arms, firing continuously, while the remaining arm was reloading the magazines for the others.
Incredible, clearly an Exorcist King Kong, yet at this mont, it looked like a bandit king.
The Chen Clan painter was furious. Chen Yu, as a painter of the Chen Clan, where is your dignity, how can you use the gods in paintings like this!
Is there no respect left for the gods?!
And counting this batch, there are already seventy-two paintings, won’t you run out of paintings?
The Chen Clan painter recalled ridiculing Da Yu earlier, realizing that with so many paintings, of course, they could charge forward recklessly…
You laugh at his flashy watch, he laughs at your tough life.
Incredible!
He picked up the satellite phone, mustered his courage, and dialed Chen Yu again: “Boss, boss! That little brat from Chen Ningzhi’s family has seventy-two A-Class Artworks, we can’t hold on any longer!”
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