The latest website: The burning flame spreads over the earth, but it seems that the night has also been ignited.

Countless stars run on the battlefield, casting down cold and cruel rays of light, rearranging the array, roughly smoothing out the folds of the earth and making up for the cracks in the sky.

Once again connect the whole broken world into a whole.

Under the declaration of war, the haze cast by the Golden Dawn has been roughly covered, replaced by an unprecedented wave of counterattacks.

As if the whole world was screaming.

towards hell.

The sonorous iron sound echoed in the abyss.

But outside the chessboard, the hall was dead silent.

The irrelevant participants trembled and did not dare to make a sound. There are more chess players who have already turned their scarlet pupils to the present situation.

The air had already completely condensed.

Even the sound of wheezing was stifled in his heart.

Only one after another of majestic wills descended from the abyss, and projections rose, and the rulers from the infinite depths cast indifferent gazes at the challengers who are beyond their own power.

And in the extreme cold formed by this malice, apart from the King of Withering, whose eyes were shining and overjoyed, even in the very center of the hall, on the throne that was so outstretched into the clouds, there was a real sight.

It seems surprising.

Focus on overlooking.

After a long time, the majesty looked at the other side of the chess game: "Although the strength is still a little worse, this arrogant appearance is somewhat like what you guys looked like back then..."

He said: "Found a good inheritor, Marcus."

"Yes."

The old man nodded, pressed the blanket on his knees, and smiled softly: "Better than me."

The Maharaja was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "With such a talent, you are bound by the present situation, and you can only go to the end in vain. It is truly a pity. Otherwise, given time, you may not be able to have a place here, right?"

In the wheelchair, the drowsy diplomat was stunned for a moment, then he coughed and laughed strangely, breathless, and saliva almost flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Your Majesty, we came here to destroy everything."

Marcus raised his head and asked back to the cloud: "Is there any pity for a broken chair that is destined to be meaningless?"

At that moment, silence came again.

Countless projections suddenly raised their heads, looking towards this place, the ruler no longer concealed his anger and desire to kill, those scarlet pupils carried the ferocity and malice tempered from the abyss.

But the old man seemed to have never heard of it, he just lifted his chin calmly and let Nakajima wipe the drool from the corner of his mouth.

Just in front of him, the chess players blocked the cold wave with expressionless faces.

Meet the storm from the abyss.

The sword is drawn.

But at this moment, before the majesty's imperial drive, after all, no one dared to be presumptuous and take the lead in stepping over his will.

Only after a long time, the thunder of regret came again from the sky.

"That's it, Marcus."

The majesty waved his hand and generously pardoned: "Your ideals are indeed commendable, but it is a pity that destruction is used to deal with destruction, and death is used to prevent death... Even if you win the abyss, you will only get hell.

Your end is not in the future, it is already near. "

"And watch."

The Thunder Monarch knocked on the armrest, and the low voice echoed in everyone's ears, making the chill evaporate, the fierceness disappeared, and all the restlessness in the hall was swept away.

The invisible force once again nailed everyone back to their place.

Can't be replicated.

"The gamble, it's not over yet—"

.

In the gambling game, the war has already burned every inch of the earth and sky.

Everything is shrouded in destruction and flames.

The fight starts again, under the advancement of the current situation, toward hell,

Beneath the icy stars, only the Fool's projection quietly overlooks everything that is immersed in **** again.

"I see, Huai Shi. You always seem to love those things that will destroy you." The Fool said, "For example, wine, such as freedom, such as the so-called... ideal."

What responded to him was a burst of thunder.

Just above Huai Shi's head in the night sky, countless sharp blades descended, wedged into the ground, and nailed into the broken rocks, growing and spreading like wild flowers after the rain.

In this way, the last hypocrisy was torn apart, and those clattering voices came to an abrupt end.

"The intermission is over, Fool, take a little bit of your backbone as Golden Dawn, and stop saying those disgusting words!"

Huai Shi drew the sword of the Seven Seas and urged indifferently: "Now, pick up your weapon and face me!

Or... I cut something off my neck! "

The Fool was silent.

Disappointed, he closed his eyes.

"OK."

He said: "Since you want to protect your world, then go and ask the world yourself..."

Under the piercing and tearing of countless sharp blades, the Fool's final projection gradually dissipated.

Return to the abyss.

Just before he left, he finally turned back and took another look at the ignorant world.

The smile is indifferent and mocking:

"—Look at this world, do you want to protect you?"

At that moment, the remaining projection completely dissipated without a trace.

Silence comes.

Just in the distance, in the realm of hell, endless disasters converged into a tide, startling like a bird. The darkness that cannot be dispelled by the light is like a blowout, and it is like a volcano surging violently, rolling toward the world and spreading.

In an instant, it spreads along the blood river and the bone road, like a rage running on the river road.

In the deepest part of the earth, the nine springs of **** carved out by the eye of darkness were completely swallowed and dissolved by this terrifying darkness in an instant, causing the original darkness from the abyss to expand even more and rise to the sky, like countless palms, clenching the The dark clouds of the Sea of ​​Thunder, drawing the endless power inside, disregarding the wailing of the massive crowds, instantly evaporated all those worthless things into dust.

Only darkness.

If there is substantial darkness, it spreads toward the present.

It was as if in the eternal deep darkness, there was a loud roar of the behemoth roaring forward.

trample the earth.

The stars faltered and the light faded.

In Huai Shi's ears, countless harsh alarms sounded, and the error data from the Great Secret Instrument kept popping up.

In an instant, in the field shrouded in darkness, one-third of the frame lost its induction and disappeared.

And then another third!

In just a few short snaps, when Huai Shi looked up, he could only see the depths of the darkness, and the last gleam of stars was swallowed up and never seen again.

Only the huge silhouette gradually revealed a strange gesture from the deep darkness.

When the piercing cry broke out from everyone's soul and ravaged all wills, a dazzling light lit up from the night sky engulfed by darkness.

like a crown.

Like a halo.

A splendid streamer like an astronomical phenomenon rose from hell, outlining a flawless circle. The crown was worn on the top of the strange giant's head, filling the night sky, causing the five-layer structure of the Great Secret Ritual to crack. There are countless gaps, and in a short moment, the stars of mankind are quickly dimmed in the shaking.

Only the faint light of a candle in the wind remains.

"...Ring of Rebirth?"

In the decision-making room, Feather Snake turned back stiffly, looked at Russell, his eyes widened, as if he was going to eat people: "You actually made that thing?"

"How do I know."

Russell smoked a cigarette and said in a muffled voice, "Before the fall of the kingdom of heaven, I was just a tool person... This kind of high-level secret in the research department, it's almost enough to hear a little bit of wind. It's impossible to know everything like the back of your hand, right?"

Although his mouth pushed two, five, six, and the gloomy expression, he revealed the anger and haze in Russell's heart without concealment.

More than ninety years ago, long before the kingdom of heaven officially rose, in order to complete the fourth project, the three major departments of the Astronomical Society worked together to conquer many crucial prerequisite technologies and secrets.

But the Heavenly Kingdom's system is really too huge, and even the Astronomical Society cannot rely on itself to complete such a huge initiative, and has to turn to the five major genealogy for common research and development on many projects.

Among them, with the American pedigree, a crucial attempt is the so-called [Ring of Rebirth]!

And the target is the creator of the American pedigree - the White Crown King.

In the golden age of the union of the gods, the White Crowned King, who had insight into the risks and consequences, but was unable to restrain himself from the precipice, chose to deviate from his responsibilities, start a new stove and a new portal, and cut the connection between himself and the Holy Spirit lineage.

However, even so, it is still unable to isolate the erosion and prying from ranchers.

He has long been entangled with the Holy Spirit lineage.

When the gods fell, the expected consequences finally came.

In the abyss, the **** of eternity is always calling for the delicacies left from the plate, waiting for him to enter **** and return to his own paradise.

To this end, the White Crown King did not know how many attempts.

After He assisted the Utopia to lay the skeleton of the road of original sin, it was regrettable that he still could not find a way to delay the erosion from it.

Under the dual threat of solidification and distortion, the helpless White Crown King could only choose the last method, blocking himself and entering into eternal sleep without end.

Infinite procrastination falls on the day.

Under such circumstances, the plan launched was to liberate the White Crown King from the predicament of the authoritarian relic - the Ring of Rebirth.

The plan was met with hurdles from the start.

If the existence of ranchers cannot be completely solved, then it is doomed to be unable to remove the root cause. All other attempts have been proved in subsequent evaluations to be just drinking poison to quench thirst.

Therefore, I had to take a step back and instead seek a way to temporarily wake up the White Crown King...

It is a pity that it was not completed until the fall of the kingdom of heaven.

There's only one prototype that hasn't even been tested.

Everyone thought it was destroyed in that collapse, and even Russell completely forgot about it, but did not expect that from the beginning, it had been taken to hell.

Now, after combining the taboo technology from the land of nowhere, no one knows how much it can achieve, nor what the **** those guys are awakening!

Only in the Survival Court, the dean stared silently at the screen in front of him.

for a long time.

"Prepare for the worst, Mr. Yegor."

An indifferent electronic voice sounded from under the chemical protective suit: "As I said before, no matter how much preparation is made, there are still unknown areas that cannot be reached.

We have put all our chips in the table.

Next, we can only pray that the probability will be on our side..."

Accompanied by those low words, on the broken earth within the gambling game, the rift valley spread straight forward, and the hurricane spread.

In the endless darkness surging, like a sea tide, but suddenly opened up in the middle.

Crowned with the flaming Ring of Rebirth.

A huge silhouette towering between heaven and earth emerged from the darkness.

It looks like a humanoid, but even a giant has never had such a terrifying height and size. Although it has limbs, its movements are lame and slow, as if shackled in this shackle called the body.

Stagger forward.

stumble.

The moment he stepped on the ground, countless mountain-like boulders rose to the sky like debris, defying gravity and surrounding the behemoth.

In the harsh alarm of the Great Secret Instrument, the four fundamental forces ushered in the most thorough blow, the framework of universal gravitation completely collapsed from it, and the out-of-control gravity spread into the entire fragment.

I don't know how many legions were crushed into dust under tens of thousands of times of gravity, and I don't know how many buildings were thrown into the sky by the sudden disappearance of gravity and smashed to pieces.

The breath-like storm swept through the entire field, blowing everything as small as dust away.

The network of outposts was shaking violently, and one-fifth of the outposts were swallowed by darkness.

And the stars of the Great Secret Ritual also began to fall rapidly.

The dominance of this world is falling into the hands of that strange giant at an astonishing speed.

Not only that, but a bone-chilling chill emerged from Huai Shi's heart.

Not a death premonition.

It was because of...the stigmata of Yun Zhongjun and Da Siming, trembling instinctively.

The divinity that was tamed in the past is surging like a boil, losing control, almost out of his control, and flying towards the opponent!

Even worse, he found that the connection between himself and the game had been completely disconnected!

It's not just him. At this moment, all the rules covering the fragments are twisting and changing at a scalp-numbing speed. The cards in the hands of the chess players are out of control and begin to collapse.

The shelter that shrouded all the pieces disappeared.

And a more terrifying storm rose from the debris and enveloped the inner world, completely locking the inside and outside, cutting off all connections to the present.

In the survival yard, dazzling warning lights lit up on countless cabins.

The world within the fragment is completely locked, and the connection between the soul and the body is completely blocked!

There is no retreat left.

Just in front of the giant, the hibiscus withered, countless roots quickly withered, and a huge crack exploded from the bottom of the hibiscus tree.

The cyan juice spurted and spilled like blood, but it could no longer moisten the dry earth.

All fertile soils are rapidly desertifying.

No longer alive.

As if it had swallowed everything completely, behind the giant, the wings of light covering the heavens and the earth slowly unfolded, covering everything on the earth!

Storm is coming!

"Old lady, what the **** is that!"

Kuafu hugged the branch of Fusang tightly, turned around and screamed, "Why does he look like an angel?!"

In the roar, the spreading shadow shrouded the earth.

Qingdi stared blankly at the giant that walked in step by step.

Angel?

It is too arrogant to describe the opponent in front of him with such a tiny existence.

Even the esteem of a **** cannot sum up such a huge volume, right?

"What else could it be?"

"That's our enemy, of course," she said.

"How ridiculous, how sad!"

Under the burning solar calendar, Tralt Kutli sighed: "I didn't expect that the first time we met, it turned out to be on the battlefield?"

The world giant is collapsing rapidly, the incarnation of the earth has lost contact with the earth at this moment, and an old face is revealed in the peeling soil.

In this way, it was difficult to support his body with an iron rod~lightnovelpub.net~ The crowned person lowered his head and offered his respect and respect to the opponent who came under negative pressure without reservation: "When we meet for the first time, all things are born. The boundless earth, the mother of all things that shelters all living beings—

Now, are you still unwilling to let go of your hatred? "

No one responded.

There was only a loud cry like a cry, resounding throughout the dead world.

Weeping for the death of the offspring.

At that moment, the analysis program of countless probes finally found the unique source quality symbol from the underlying database of the governing bureau.

【End of analysis】

【Authenticity identification】

【Elements of Destruction·Old Gaia】!

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