The source of the invasion of the other space is the rift of the other space.

The average height of the interspace rifts at the edge of the Earth's atmosphere is only two to three hundred kilometers.

Of course, the location and height of the leakage points of the different space cracks are not horizontally distributed - a very small number of cracks are low, and the cracks that have not yet fully evolved are about 100 kilometers above sea level.

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Conventional level air-to-air type, more than 1,000 meters into the air.

Hazard level vacancy type, more than 10,000 meters into the air.

The catastrophic type of airborne, the limit of the liftoff reaches more than 200 kilometers - the height of the space rift is far lower than the liftoff height of the sky-type catastrophic god.

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In the cabin.

Tang Hong held a bottle of mineral water and shook it gently in front of him, and he looked at the swaying ripples on the water surface in the bottle as if reflecting his true mood at this moment.

"They can fly more than 200 kilometers. ”

"It's so high, so close to outer space, we can't do anything beyond the saints. ”

Even if it is not a sky-high type of calamity, the god can fly at will, but the altitude is limited, and it is not even as good as a saint.

Once it is a soaring type, the ability to fly is especially terrifying...... One Void Type Calamity God can pull up more than a dozen other types of Calamity Gods, who wander around above the Heavenly Dome, and one god after another merges with them...... This is the current situation, the vast majority of calamity gods are not hidden, there are no taboos, rampant in the world, their 'team' is growing little by little, whether it is human or overlord, there is nothing to be done about it.

"What the hell are they trying to do?"

Not only Tang Hong, not only the saint, everyone wants to find out as soon as possible.

First of all, there is an upper limit to the ascension of the Saints, and there is no way to hunt them down, even with the assistance of technology, high-altitude combat is extremely detrimental to the Saints. Moreover, a large number of calamity gods gathered together and dispatched at the same time, and they couldn't find a chance to break them one by one.

Second, thermal weapons were nearly ineffective, and surveillance equipment could not find their exact location.

In the end, the Ancient Overlord Stardust Goose clearly told humanity that the rift in the alien space was like a large cage of sacred chains to them.

This is the prison of the overlord.

Even if the stardust goose has steely wings and counteracts gravity with biological energy, it is destined to fly out of the atmosphere is wishful thinking.

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Nose of the cabin.

A middle-aged woman sits precariously with a laptop in front of her, a metal casing that shimmers inexplicably in the light.

She smiled slightly, pointed at the front-facing camera, and activated the telematics.

The middle-aged woman reported to her superiors: "The two Saints are expected to arrive at the port in half an hour. ”

screen.

Video communications show a round table full of government leaders.

The picture seems to be turned to mute mode, there is no noise at all, and a pair of serious eyes are silently staring at the middle-aged woman.

She was about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, with thick black hair, fair skin on her face, and good daily care had eliminated wrinkles, only the passage of time had left a shallow crow's feet at the corners of her eyes.

She was wearing a light-colored formal suit, with a slightly open neckline, and a blue pendant was faintly visible.

She said in the same tone as usual: "The itinerary is correct, the two Saints are about to arrive at the Advent Point." ”

"That's good. ”

"According to the emergency plan of Fushi III, two Saints and four advisors will work together to deal with this catastrophic blockade. ”

"That's good. ”

The screen suddenly became vivid, and a smile appeared on the solemn faces, as if staring directly at the middle-aged woman.

Meantime.

The corners of the middle-aged woman's mouth are rising more and more, and the whole person is not moving, everything is as usual.

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The capital of China.

Central Council.

The hall was empty, and the gray-haired old man sat at the top, clutching the hot cup, his deep thinking gaze slowly sharpening.

"Really hooked?"

"Are you sure you made a mistake?"

"Is it too early to strike back?"

The white-haired old man lowered his head and muttered to himself, but his lips were tightly closed.

Side.

Yu Ming said softly: "The fish has bitten the hook, it's time to inform it to leave." ”

"Don't worry, wait. The white-haired old man looked at Yu Ming deeply and sighed in a low voice: "We thought that the midsummer catastrophe had passed, and there was more time for people to take a breath and rest for a while, but no one expected that the situation would deteriorate to this point in a short period of time." ”

The white-haired old man couldn't help but regret it a little.

Perhaps humanity should not be openly transcendent.

But...... The hegemon has recovered, and it is impossible for the great power of transcendent sainthood to continue to conceal it.

"The number of Calamity Gods is more than one hundred and fifty!"

"They are converging, one after another, to form an army of gods from another space?"

Speaking of this, the white-haired old man's heart trembled, and he shivered all over.

In the past, the gods were only dedicated to activating the crystallization of the other space and evolving the altar of the gods, and did not care about many other things.

Now the gods have changed, and they have summoned more gods to join the ranks, either wandering high in the sky or converging at the bottom of the sea, as if ready to go to war.

"Damn the gods!"

The white-haired old man gritted his teeth and cursed.

He received news from Western Europe that there were about five convergence points in the world, and in total, there were about a thousand danger gods in the heyday, and there were countless regular gods, and the level of terror was comparable to that of the real gods of the other space.

"These changes took place after they were made public, in the days when they were fighting against the hegemon, and when they were allied with the hegemon. ”

"If only those two-headed overlords ......," the white-haired old man's tone was a little regretful.

Yu Ming shook her head: "No, it's a good thing." ”

Humanity fought against the overlords of ancient times, and the transcendent suffered fewer casualties, and the saints did not die.

If you just finished the battle of the catastrophic and then stopped the calamity god, there would only be a single digit of saints in the world, and there would not be enough time to give birth to a saint, let alone the cultivation method that was about to be released.

"Yes. ”

The white-haired old man closed his eyes and said nothing, he could only pin his hopes that the "Atomic Breathing Technique" had the same power as the Central Research Institute.

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A port city in Zhejiang Province.

The weather was clear and cloudless, and the central military transport plane passed at a high altitude.

If any transcendent person looks up, they will find that when the special plane crosses the sky, two vague figures leap out of the tail of the plane - because the speed of the two is too fast, the instantaneous explosion of almost double the speed of sound is really invisible.

"It's here. ”

Tang Hong was suspended at an altitude of 3,000 meters, looking down at the city, his vision was focused, and he saw small figures fleeing from the city center.

"It's my turn. ”

Tang Hong pursed his lips and spread out his palms, ready to stimulate emotional resonance with his will to enter the sainthood.

The next moment.

Rumble!

Fang Nanxun broke through the air in one step, broke the sound barrier, and looked at Tang Hong's eyes: "You...... What are you doing?"

"What am I doing? I'm helping people regain their composure, forgetting fear, driving away timidity, curbing the spread of panic, eliminating instability, what's wrong? Tang Hong asked rhetorically.

Fang Nanxun frowned, and said word by word: "We can't do this." ”

Tang Hong was stunned for a moment, followed by a change in his complexion, recalling his words and deeds during this time, and suddenly understood that there was something wrong with his mentality, and the wonderful feeling of controlling people's joys, sorrows, and sorrows, as if the supreme temptation almost made him sink.

"I ......"

Tang Hong opened his mouth, wanted to speak and stopped, he seemed to understand a little bit what the first desire was.