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"tomorrow."

Tang Hong repeated: "Return to tomorrow."

According to the original plan, before the midsummer preparations, all combatants had spare time to deal with the aftermath. As for the expansion of the altar of the gods, it is entrusted to the military in each region to suppress it with mercury. If it cannot be suppressed, it is okay to adjust the participants to the best mentality.

The Holy One was too tired, exhausted and exhausted.

Entering the Holy Mission, sitting on the altar of the town, is destined to have no rest time throughout the year. Regardless of eating, sleeping, or even chatting with people, including passing the Internet, you must maintain a high level of willpower to curb the expansion of the altar of God.

So go back home.

On the one hand, nourishing energy and accumulating energy, taking advantage of the rest of the hard time, adjust your body and mind.

On the other hand, it is goodbye to family and relatives. Anyway, to see the previous one, so as not to have regrets in the heart—the enshrined one with regret to fight against the true deity, he will surely seize this inner flaw.

Because of this,

As midsummer approaches,

The enshrined one after another returned home!

The altars of gods in various theaters around the world have entered the stage of mercury suppression.

However, due to a sudden situation on the 2005-2-XC-dxy island in the Atlantic Theater, Li Shengzhe died, and Tang Hong belonged to the last group of returnees.

"I will go back tomorrow, too."

Become a sacred person, Sikong, nodded easily, put on the little black felt hat again, stood with his hands on his back, and looked up at the two **** altars on the island.

"One of the god's altars has no calamity inside, and the severe XC level should be reduced to the moderate XB level."

Si Kong Be Yilehehe said.

Tang Hong nodded: "In the future, this island only needs one sanctified person to sit in the town, which is a bit tired."

Sikong Beyi: "Unfortunately, the disaster **** inside another god's altar could not dare to come out."

He looks, looks, and is all kind, his black hair is combed very seriously, but there is no mess, but it is obvious that there is a lot of white hair in the black hair.

He is about the same age as Li Xuekong, the pilgrim.

He is fifty-two years old.

The first holy person in history, the first superlative person to die at the end of his life, was only 54 years old when Li Xuekong left.

This age, which lies in real life, belongs to the transition period from middle-aged people to elderly people. The issue of life has not attracted extraordinary attention, because every war of God is a battle of life and death. At noon sunshine, how can you think about how much life is left, you can't live a long life.

Even Sikong Beyi, the enlightened one, didn't care.

After mid-summer, there may be major changes. It is possible that the extraordinary sanctification to block the invasion of gods in different spaces may re-enter the stage of large-scale casualties.

"Speaking."

Tang Hong rubbed his fingers: "Referring to the catastrophe three years ago, how much do you think the Skong Saint will win this year?"

The confrontation between transcendent sanctification and oracles is not a popular fight.

For example, Tang Hong killed a frail **** of calamity in March at the cost of serious injury and dying. In late May, one person fights alone for two deities of calamity during the deification period, and a large number of conventional gods and dangerous gods. If they did not take the initiative to retreat and prepare for a full-scale attack, they would fight back and forth, and in the end, Tang Hong could only evacuate.

Even so, it comes at a high price.

Tang Hong's injuries were quite serious.

Lack of arms and broken legs, and even the left eye becomes a blood hole. It doesn't matter if you are blind. Anyone who faces the sacred power must close their eyes to fight.

The key is incomplete limbs, which affects strength.

We need to know that the foundation of the will and belief lies in the flesh and blood, with severe injuries and weakening the will. In order to return Tang Hong to its heyday, the US / Kenya / National Research Institute launched related plans. The treatment was completed within one day. Scrap on the spot.

Fortunately, on this island, Tang Hong seized a light ball type dangerous **** to rebuild a nineteen type equipment.

The consumption of these resources is by no means a waste and is extremely necessary.

Tang Hong broke out, and realized the third of the seven feelings, fully verified his positioning of combat power-all the saints in countries around the world are warming up for the summer. At least 20 equipment have been scrapped these days.

...

‘I ’m at best temporarily holding down two scourge gods in the deification phase, but if you win or lose in life and death, do n’t try to kill even one scourge **** in the deification phase. ’

Unless a genius is sanctified, there is a chance to kill a catastrophe in the deification phase.

But there is only a chance-the God of Disaster hides back inside the altar at any time, with the same level of caution as human beings.

...

‘Am I capable, can I cope with a true deity? ’

Tang Hong has never seen a god.

Tang Hong has entered the world of extraordinary deities, and it has only been a little over a year since he was fully playing. He has not participated in a holy war. But Sikong Beyi, the pilgrim, was a survivor of the midsummer horror three years ago and had seen the real deities.

...

The holy warfare on the human side corresponds to the level of disaster!

This summer, the biggest catastrophe is the real deity!

Therefore, Tang Hong did not consult Sikong easily, and he did not know how much a **** of calamity is a god, and a true **** of God.

"totally different."

"Otherwise, how could it be called a catastrophe." Si Kong Beyi held a crimson pipe, his deep and distant eyes seemed to reflect the huge casualties of that catastrophe three years ago. Hundreds of saints cooperated with the most advanced technology. Weapons, more than half died.

The Holy One fights against the true deity, which is equivalent to a consultant level against a disaster god.

Of course.

The only advantage is that the emotional resonance of the Holy One can dilute the true deities.

"Tang Hong ... let's say that." Si Kong Beyi sketched a smirk: "With my vision and sober and rational judgment, I have imagined this many times these days, and I don't see any chance."

"This battle will definitely lose."

"I can't imagine how we humans can win."

There is really no chance, no hope, human beings alone can't beat it.

Talking.

He looked at Tang Hong: "You should not know how to win that battle three years ago."

Tang Hong looked dignified.

Just listen to Sikong Be easy to say lightly: "In that year, we exhausted all human technological power and created thirty rocket launchers for transporting the Holy One-we named it Rocket Will, which is also a suicide attack. The life of the Holy One, at the cost, accelerated to the limit, ejected in front of the deity, and struck a will with unparalleled kinetic energy. "

At such a terrible speed, crashing into a shrine is tantamount to a bird flying towards the volcano. I am afraid that the bones will disappear and the whole person will explode into a mist of blood.

Tang Hong was shocked. In this case, the enlightened person had only one blow.

but……

Is it too extreme ...

Since the birth of the Transcendent, for more than a decade, all human beings have developed together, unlimited supply of resources, and coupled with the first genius to sit in the town, there have been hundreds of people who have entered the world.

The enthroned can be called the highest and rarest military reserve on the human side!

The Holy One, for one life, gets a blow!

Tang Hong continued to listen.

"Thirty rounds of rocket will, the true deity's golden **** body faded by two tenths."

"The two survive."

"Well ... I'm one of them."

Sikong Beyi talked to Tang Hong while landing on the island's shore reef, and the two waited for the arrival of the special plane to return home.

It was a brilliant sunrise again.

The midsummer sun shone on the Atlantic Ocean, and the sparkling sea surface looked like a beautiful picture. Both Tang Hong and Si Kong Beyi were silent for a while.

...

Sci-tech weapons are basically ineffective and have extremely weak lethality to oracles.

But you can use technology weapons to cooperate with the Holy One.

"simply put."

"Three years ago, the catastrophe of large-equivalent nuclear bombs first, and then the will of suicide rockets, high-temperature weapons, and electrical energy weapons. The price of each round is sacred life." Si Kong Beyi turned his head and looked at the shock. Tang Hong said softly.

"Don't you think that the Holy One used the usual combat method against the true deities?"

"no."

"We can only kill ourselves."

Tang Hong scratched his chin, sitting on the reef, and fell into silence for a while.

His strength is important.

But it didn't seem so important.

"rest assured."

Do n’t take it easy for Si Kong to pat Tang Hong ’s shoulder: “You do n’t need to commit suicide attacks to us young people, just leave it to us.”

The tone of his speech, especially like Li Xuekong, was a serious concern for young people from generation to generation.

Although Li Xuekong only left for less than a day.

Tang Hong felt as if it had been for several years.

"How long is the special plane?"

"Two hours."

"Otherwise, let's have a meal first," Tang Hong suggested.

Arriving at the island in April, Tang Hong is responsible for suppressing the god's altar on the north shore. From start to finish, he has not been to the base and enjoyed the Atlantic-style gourmet restaurant.

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Base on the island.

There are four buildings in the accommodation area, double-storey restaurant, material reserve and information service department.

Except for the restaurant, the other three buildings, including the watchtower, were all empty. The double-storey restaurant was crowded with people, even if they had eaten, sitting pretending to sit around the table and having breakfast with the two pilgrims. This moment was extra quiet.

偌 Great restaurant,

Needle drops can be heard,

Tang Hong drank hot milk, gazing at the hot air in the cup, sitting full of people around him, all kinds of eyes fell on his body and his soul. He really felt the beauty of life.

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If it is not for the physical mentality, the author Jun does not want to ask for leave. Bow here to apologize to the genuine reader, the author Jun strives to update, and the suggestions in this chapter of the book review area are carefully considered.