This is not a very strong move.
It's essentially wind pressure.
Because there is no injection of any supernatural power, the effect is really not good.
It can barely cut through a building, and the speed only requires the level of a war knight, so it can be easily avoided.
But everything has two sides. For example, this trick can steadily make ordinary people feel desperate.
It is very convenient to use it to kill some blind things.
"boom--!!"
The corridor broke directly at an angle that was almost the same as an adult squatting down.
It tilted and collapsed with a loud bang. Once it fell, all the creatures inside would be buried alive, with no possibility of survival.
But something unexpected happened.
At the moment when the wall tilted and collapsed, a silver figure broke through the window and rushed out, rolling and crawling in the snow at an astonishing speed.
"boom--!!"
Under Russell's slightly surprised gaze, a small figure rolled out of the ruins just one second before the wall collapsed.
what?
Who is this urban soldier king?
Russell couldn't help but look forward. In the thick dust and snow, there was a small gray figure that looked no heavier than fifty pounds.
"Bronya?!!"
Russell couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise.
[Correct answer]
The prompter sounded.
[Your good slave. Bronya's young body]
So I ended up at Bronya's original place?
Russell thought, no wonder this place is so messy.
So it’s because Bronya is here.
Among the girls Russell knows, many of them have a bit of the effeminate, standard male lead vibe.
Bronya is a typical example.
——At the beginning, his parents died, he grew up in a mysterious assassination organization, mastered many skills, was later taken in by someone, had a bunch of fangirls, and then, he stopped being a soldier and turned to cultivation.
It’s this guy?
Russell couldn't help but take a step forward.
In the snow, the small figure held the gun tightly, his movements were very alert, but there was a sense of nothingness in his silver-gray eyes.
It is indeed Bronya mini.
Russell understood everything in an instant, and then, he felt something was wrong.
"Tongzi, did I ban her protagonist path?"
He asked the void with a serious look on his face, and then amused the prompter.
[Whose protagonist's path is that the whole family is killed by a sudden big goose, and then they are deceived by the black-hearted capitalist to become slaves]
[Black slave cultivation story? ]
Russell: “…”
His eyes were a little wandering.
According to normal development, Bronya is a standard urban soldier king.
However, after this invincible soldier Lu bumped into him, there was really no trace of Long Aotian's movement.
It totally became Friday.
However, those developments are ultimately very late. If I destroy them at the source, will it affect the future?
[No, you have already added so many personal items to Zhongyan, why do you still care about this? ]
The prompter was shocked.
[You just use illusion to fool people, do you think anyone can withstand it?]
It seems so.
Russell looked at the tiny black slave, thought for a while, and squatted down.
“Everyone here is dead.”
"How about following me next?"
He asked the girl.
——Because of the killing spree just now, the story of the world seemed to have almost gone astray.
Since it has already deviated, it’s okay if it deviates a little further.
Naruto magic, you deserve .
In response to the man's question, the girl nodded like a machine, one could even say that she was even more taciturn than her future self.
"Will you be my superior?"
There was no light or hatred in her eyes, just like a pair of pistols looking for a new owner.
"Sure, Bronya."
"Bronya, is that the code name you gave me, sir?"
The girl, who actually didn't have a name at this stage, looked up and asked.
"...You can understand it that way."
"Okay, I know."
It was so simple, the child put away the gun and stood beside Russell.
Get started with the future of reasoning.
It looks pretty good.
We should celebrate with another bowl of borscht.
Russell searched, and then fell silent in front of a puddle of mud covered with vegetables.
There were faint traces of blood on the trees near the mud, and it was obvious that the place had been attacked by evil spirits.
byd.
Affected by aoe, scattered.
Damn, it was all in vain.
There was a hint of pain on his face.
That painful look just appeared, and a rather childish voice came from beside Russell.
"Would you like some borscht?"
"I can do that."
"what?"
Russell was surprised to forget the past.
In the field of vision, the little girl skillfully built a simple stove with stones, washed the stone slabs with the kettle on her body, and quickly went to find vegetables and a knife.
She has small hands, and adult props seem a little too big for her.
However, she skillfully used a simple stone slab to cut vegetables and cook soup.
She is as useful as always.
Just like the future.
Russell thought about it, and then suddenly felt guilty.
Previously, although the use of Bronya was suspected of using child labor, in 2014, she was at least fourteen years old.
Now the duck...
Looks like only seven years old?
Damn, why does a seven-year-old know so much?
Are all urban soldiers so outrageous?
Russell pressed his head and simply gave up thinking.
Just like a bear, he chopped down a tree, then sat on the stump and watched the cook, who could only be described as childish, working.
And after the cook finished her work, he shamelessly drank the first bowl of soup.
Then, he opened his clairvoyance and looked for the location of his fellow beast masters.
As expected, Duck Duke showed up in America to do his old job, but it seemed that in order to avoid affecting history, he didn't make too much noise.
The great musician apparently fled to St. Petersburg, used some magic tricks he learned from somewhere to conceal his appearance, and became the godfather of rock and roll.
As for Zaro...
Russell was silent.
Zaro, the jerk, shamelessly led a group of huskies to establish the sacred second wolf pack in the snow.
Oh shit.
Otherwise, just leave this stupid dog here.
Russell immediately had the idea of sacred cutting, and carried it out resolutely, continuing to check on other beast owners.
There was no trace of Gawain, and neither was Agnese.
Another weird timeline issue?
Russell pressed his temple, feeling that perhaps he should interfere less with issues of time and space.
There is too much interference in time and space, and everything you see is suspected to be a nesting doll.
But, anyway...
"First go to Moscow to see the Emperor."
He was talking to himself.
After hearing these words, the girl started jogging again, carrying all the food and tents she might need, and looked a little staggering.
"what?"
"what are you doing?"
Russell reached out his hand to help her, and then the little girl instantly tilted her body and dodged.
“If you don’t work, you die.”
The young girl said.
Then she raised her head and walked in the direction of the train, as if she was leading the way. After walking several steps, she turned back and spoke.
"Things without value are not allowed to exist, sir."
"This is our dry food on the way to the train station..."
If you don't work, you die.
It is indeed the truth of the world.
However, these words sounded a bit heavy coming from the mouth of a child at such an age.
People of different ages should carry different amounts of worry.
Russell scratched his head, feeling that the smell seemed a little too...novel.
