Within the Arctic Circle, the icy cold winds transited, and there was no trace of sunlight.

"Reached?"

"not yet."

The question-and-answer communication sounded softly.

The person who asked was Dr. Sang.

The person answering Dr. Sang had a pale face. He was a golden red and one of the senior assistants of Dr. Sang's accompanying assistant. He couldn't imagine that Dr. Sang was crazy this time.

Normal, dangerous, nothing more.

But for disaster ...

It's heartbroken ...

It's too risky, and a little careless, everyone here has to die.

"Doctor." The man thought for a moment, and handed over a cup of hot water with red dates floating on the surface.

The hot water cup shook slightly, Dr. Sang frowned at the ripples in the water, and stared at the trembling wrist of the accompanying assistant: "Sick? Just go back and take a good rest."

The senior assistant said, "What if he breaks into the Arctic Circle, and the catastrophic horror that left the altar of God is far more dangerous. Even the military was forced to use small equivalents in the Pacific theater last month. The hydrogen bomb detonated, and it almost didn't kill it. In the end, the pilgrims came forward to resolve it. "

"We die when we die, nothing."

"Doctor, you can't take risks. You're not going to fight this war." The senior assistant in a thick down jacket was terrified, anxious, and anxious and concerned about the extreme, could not help but persuade.

The authority of senior assistants is not high, but it depends on who they follow.

The person sitting in front-Dr. Sang, who can't find a second person at the Central Research Institute, has reached the top of the world in his research achievements on extraordinary deities.

Domestic travel must be escorted by the military.

When traveling abroad, there must be one or even two consultant-level escorts.

This time, Dr. Sang was sent above to investigate the specific situation of the weakening of the dangerous gods in the Heiji subdivision. No one expected that Dr. Sang had changed his former attitude from the imperial capital, ignored the recall order, and went to the edge of the Arctic Circle to conduct experiments.

"Doctor."

"You think about it."

The senior assistant just finished speaking. In the shadow of the corner of the room, a tough man with a sharp face sharply opened his mouth slowly: "Li Xuekong, the owner of the God of Conquest, is about to arrive, Fang Nanxun deliberately returned, and pulled out of the Atlantic Theater. Just for this experiment, the two pilgrims approached, and there was nothing to be afraid of. "

Speak slowly.

But the tone is extremely tough, and undoubtedly, it shows the strong will of the consultant level.

This man is extraordinary in the military.

"you……"

The senior assistant gritted his teeth, the son of a thousand dollars, and couldn't sit still.

"All right."

Dr. Sang stood up at the table, took off the silver-framed glasses, and wiped back and forth: "Regular, dangerous, and catastrophic are just a division of us humans. I now seriously suspect that the catastrophic level is slightly different and may be divided into Two different categories. "

Because of this, it was decided to continue the experiment.

Human beings today are at a disadvantage. Some key messages must be made clear. Without knowing why, the disadvantages will only expand.

"The risk factor is not too high."

"You can try it."

Dr. Sang wiped his glasses and put them on again, and there seemed to be a flash of madness on his lenses.

If we can't cope with disaster ...

In the middle of summer next year, the real deity manifestation is just four preparations ... Dr. Sang's eyes moved, and through some obscure windows, he saw that the extremely cold night wind outside the house suddenly stopped, weakening a lot, and even not hearing Wind.

The cold wind did not move.

The boundless night seemed to have white light.

"finally come."

Dr. Sang narrowed his eyes and rubbed his hands, as if he had become emotionally low.

Uh ~

The door knocked inside the house.

"Come in."

As Dr. Sang opened his mouth, the door opened instantly, but no wind blew into the room. The man standing in front of the door faintly suppressed the cold wind around him, his hair was gray, his pupils were in white light, and he was wearing a pure white coat like a dream. He was neat and clean to the extreme.

The skin on the surface was invisible, jade-like crystal clear, and people dare not look directly.

The eyes flowed with meaninglessness.

Suddenly the focus between heaven and earth.

It is Li Xuekong, the owner of the faith and the saint!

"Li Shengzhe."

The tough men in the corner of the room bowed slightly towards Li Xuekong, Rao was a consultant, and they all had a daunting battle.

Like a blizzard turned into flesh and blood.

Inadvertently, the chill circulates, which is enough to freeze ordinary people's consciousness.

The transcendent can still hide the world, hide the transcendent edging, but can't go into the sanctuary.

The white coat flipped.

Li Xuekong stepped into the room, straightened his hair, and said a little back: "Why ... don't you come in together?"

"Ugh."

With a sigh, the ordinary middle-aged man also entered the house, closed the door, turned around, and took off the black hood of his sportswear shirt.

Huh!

Jin Guangcancan!

Fang Nanxun raised his eyes ...

In the blink of an eye, the sacred golden color filled the room ...

"what??"

"God?"

The consultant level of the military was frightened, and he moved forward subconsciously, blocking Dr. Sang.

"I am human."

Fang Nanxuan glanced lightly, the tough man's body was fixed in place, his right foot was empty, his left toe was just about to leave the ground, and even the wood chips on the floor exploded.

The pale golden pupils converged, like a treasure flowing like a spar, showing a faint color.

Indescribably noble and holy.

Natural sublime ...

Unspeakable magic ...

This is completely different from Li Xuekong's inexplicable momentum.

"Doctor." Fang Nanxun watched Dr. Sang come and look at it carefully and meticulously, as if he had witnessed the precious works of art in the world: "Suppressing divinity with emotion is to be a saint. Facts prove that assimilation is also an admission Saint. "

Hear the words.

Li Xuekong bowed his head beside him: "The Teacher of the Transcendent and Dr. Sang have jointly opened up another path, so you don't need to panic."

The room was silent.

The entourage, including military personnel, were all in situ, with expressions and splendid expressions.

This sacrifice, this contribution is worthy of the name of the pioneer.

"Sorry."

The military adviser level just now bowed his head and apologized.

It is conceivable how risky, how difficult, and how extreme, will be to mimic the path of the oracle.

"It's nothing."

Fang Nanxun said with a smile: "It is just a mimicry of divine power and divine body. It is not divine, and even less divine. It is equivalent to the transcendent person imitating the divine line of alienation, and has the opportunity to promote it in the future."

After that.

He looked at Dr. Sang again, and said helplessly: "Don't touch it?"

"Wait."

Dr. Sang ran to the table, picked up a three-inch-long mercury knife, hurried back, pulled Fang Nanxuan's arm, exposed the pale gold wrist, and squeezed the mercury knife with two or three strokes.

Completely motionless.

Dr. Sang was weak, showing disappointment, and sighed: "It's not the body of God, it's still the body of flesh."

Normally, when the mercury knife is drawn up, the body of the **** is bound to ripple.

Although it will not weaken and separate, but the body of God will have some wonderful changes when it comes to contact with mercury.

"It's a pity." Dr. Sang looked up and down Fang Nanxun: "According to our plan, before the midsummer of next year, the science fiction movies jointly created by the largest film and television agencies in various countries will cost tens of billions and unconditionally recruit all international superstars ... You The only protagonist is destined to be hot all over the world, and billions of attention should not be a big problem. "

"The only problem is."

"Can you carry it."

Hear the words.

Everyone was silent, involving human secrets on the level of sanctification, curiosity would only lead to death.

"Let's talk about this later." Fang Nanxun also understood that here and now, it was not the right time to talk about these matters.

"Yeah, yeah."

Dr. Sang tiptoeed and stared at Fang Nanxun's eyes, his expression getting more and more frantic.

In the top grade sequence, the unparalleled genius in a different space is the first plan.

The largest equivalent in history, the uranium hydrogen bomb is also called a three-phase bomb-the second plan.

Central Research Institute, Artificial God Project, Holy One Fang Nanxun-the third plan.

In addition, there are multiple preparations, all in an orderly manner ... Like these great plans jointly promoted by all mankind, even Li Xuekong and Fang Nanxun cannot know everything.

The major powers and theaters are preparing. When all the plans finally come together, no one can imagine what kind of picture it is. Whether it is successful or not, it is destined to be unprecedented.

but.

It's too early to calculate the time.

In half a year, the situation has changed, and some plans may be activated in advance.

Although disastrous is not really a deity, but it is also terrifying. A holy person can only contain one disastrous deity. The consultant level wants to participate in the battle, and they are a little bit unqualified.

"Doctor."

Fang Nanxun's face was anxious: "Can we really survive the summer of next year? The number of gods 'altars is about to reach the warning line. Once we can't suppress those gods' altars ... two or three of the disaster-level gods can still Reluctantly, even if our country does its best, it will not be able to reverse the shaky situation of all countries in the world. "

On the side.

Li Xuekong, who was pure white, calmly said, "It's meaningless to talk about this now."

"Doctor."

"Please start the experiment as soon as possible."

"I can't leave the altar of gods in the East China Sea area for more than five hours." The holy Li Xuekong's voice contained endless chills, and the entourage shivered involuntarily. The cotton wrap was still a bit cold.

The room fell into silence.

Fang Nanxun looked at Li Xuekong and looked up, frowning: "I can't stop it again?"

"I try my best."

Li Xuekong closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Well."

Dr. Sang rubbed his tired face, walked to the table and picked up a syringe filled with sky blue liquid. After being injected into the body, he was immediately energized, and his physical and mental fatigue quickly dissipated: "Once the experiment has an accident, please ask for two."

The language is complete.

Dr. Sang entered the room.

It was a small laboratory with a very strong sci-fi color.

Dozens of people are ready to run all kinds of equipment, and their eyes are focused on Dr. Sang. At the same time, they are also paying attention to the huge screen in the laboratory center. This is a long-distance surveillance camera thousands of kilometers away ... It is a high-risk experiment with remote control. If you come into close contact with a catastrophic deity, Dr. Sang would not dare to say nothing.

The mortality rate is too high.

He can only choose to experiment from a long distance.

"So ..."

Dr. Sang held up his glasses and looked at the lipstick and jujube hot water as usual: "Begin."

He pressed down in the palm of his hand.

Enter the palm print, verify it, and open each button.

Snapped!

Thousands of kilometers away, at the edge of the polar night, a total of more than ten golden boxes emit signal fluctuations, humming tremors, and the unique brilliance of diffuse space crystals, which outlines the aurora.

The radio signal came out ...

Very different from normal signal radiation ...

All the signals came together and passed to the island not far away.

"Will he appear."

Everyone was deeply puzzled, hesitated, and anxious.

"coming."

Dr. Sang expressionless: "Being able to fool the regular danger level, must lie to the disaster level."

Hum!

Real-time screen, sacred light.

Blossoming transparent clouds, moving a little bit from the distant sky, seemingly slow, but extremely fast, changing colors in the vicinity, the transparent clouds stagnated, showing a glazed colorful magical luster falling from high altitude, like a chain To take away the gold chest.

Clouds and mists are misty, like the aurora dividing the night sky, like a cloud falling for nine days.

That cloud is a disastrous oracle!

Abbreviation: God of Disaster.

"Fried."

Dr. Sang uttered a word lightly.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

All the gold chests detonated instantly, bursting into a flare of fire, miniature mushroom clouds rose, and the snow was wafting around the blizzard at the edge of the polar night.

But solidified in the next moment.

The clouds came.

The glazed colorful **** body shrouded in the sky above all the golden boxes, as if completely enraged, the divine power swallowed and swept the snow, and opened the boxes one by one, exposing the colorful crystals of the fragmented alien space.

boom! !!

The clouds exploded with huge fluctuations of divine power and breath.

"are you angry."

Dr. Sang crooked his head, with a trace of madness in the corners of his mouth: "These crystals of alien space are real ..."

It's just broken.

Either superbly destroyed or experimentally damaged, Dr. Sang collected the crystal fragments of recent years, all packed in boxes, followed closely by the subtle fluctuations imitating the crystals in different spaces.

Inducing the God of Disaster ...

Then remotely detonate ...

It is to create the illusion that the alien space crystals are in front of you and all are blown up ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ This is no longer a joke, but a provocative and heart-breaking challenge-like someone winning a billion dollar lottery and letting his eyes open Burning that lottery ticket in front of him was a thousand times stronger than this.

Well.

Will the oracles be angry?

Everyone held their breath and thought.

Unfortunately, the screen showed that the glazed colorful clouds swayed twice and flew to the distance, still not entering the polar night range.

Failed to anger?

Seen by him?

Experiment failed?

To put it plainly, it is not enough, it is not enough.

Buzzing, buzzing, I saw a remote-controlled car driving on the ice, approaching this **** of disaster, slowly spreading the screen.

The most advanced projection technology ...

Surround sound ...

Constructing Dr. Sang's smiling face, a sincere smile, holding a small box.

"Don't leave in a hurry."

Dr. Sang opened the box, wearing gloves, and gently pinched the alien space crystals inside the box.

Intact crystals.

Shining colorful lights.

Dr. Sang's excited face filled with sincere smiles: "Do you want ... come and get it."

boom!

Calamity God comes from the sky!

He swooped down from the clouds, and the glorious body was facing Dr. Sang's face in clear projection!

"Well."

Dr. Sang seemed startled.

Shake your head and click on the button to project an extra image. It is the coordinates of Calamity, the road map to Dr. Sang's location.

"correct."

"Just forgot to say."

Dr. Sang picked up the second crystal from the box again: "I have one more here, two crystals ... how beautiful and amazing, all of them will be given to you, OK?"

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