The soldier he had met earlier had wanted to tell him the code to seal the door, but his life force was no longer enough to support him to tell all the codes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If you had made a promise before starting your energy journey, you might have had a headache with the sealed door in front of you, which is estimated to be nearly half a meter thick and made of extremely strong super alloy.

Even cutting with Mark VII's energy beam would take a long time.

However, the tyrant had already entered the cipher door, and if he had promised to spend time cutting the gate with Mark VII's energy to let him in, all the living people inside would have been killed.

Fortunately, the promise at this time is no longer what it used to be.

He still used his fist, but his fist condensed a white halo that emitted a fiery glow. This is a promise to gather terrifying energy on his fist, and once he wields it, it will bring a terrifying power that destroys the world.

Promise's punches were slow, and they looked like random strikes in the nature of a show.

However, it was when this seemingly insipid punch slammed into the sealed door of the alloy structure, which was nearly half a meter thick. This alloy door, which represented despair to ordinary people, instantly centered on the location of the promised fist, and stretched out extremely dense spiderweb-like cracks in all directions.

The cracks continued until they covered the entire length of the gate.

The promised easy blow easily destroyed the inner structure of the alloy door. And this is a kind of destruction of energy control that has reached the molecular level.

"Boom !!" There was a loud bang. When the cobweb-like cracks filled the entire area, the alloy door instantly collapsed, turning into countless shards and shooting out in the direction of the inside.

Dense pieces of metal slammed into the walls of the inner passage, only to be strangely reduced to clouds of metal powder and fell to the ground.

The alloy door, which is so strong that it cannot be destroyed by a nuclear explosion, is made of fragile porcelain at this moment.

This strange change stems from the fact that the inside of the fragments of these alloy gates has been completely destroyed by the promised energy, and after losing the structure of the internal molecular level, the originally extremely strong alloy metal is nothing.

After destroying the gate, Promise took a deep breath and stepped inside.

Behind the gate is a warehouse-like area. A wide corridor is symmetrically flanked by large metal doors. Just by looking at the signs on the gates, you can see that this is a large warehouse.

In addition to adequate ventilation, energy, communications, and drinking water supplies for shelters of this level. The most important thing is the warehouse where these are stored inside.

Everything from spare equipment and machine parts, to a wide variety of weapons and equipment, and the largest amount of food, etc.

Important foodstuffs, in particular, occupy several large warehouses.

The freezer is filled with a fan of frozen food such as beef and mutton. All kinds of grains that have been stored and processed for a long time have piled up into a hill. The secret factory produces a large number of cans that can be stored for a long time, and so on.

That's why the last fort in the Washington area was able to be the last human stronghold and hold out for so long. Because there is an extremely abundant supply here.

At this time, the doors of these warehouses were all open, all kinds of supplies were scattered on the ground, and some soldiers who had died in battle fell in pools of blood. From time to time, strange holes appear in the floor and walls. Look at the shape should be the fist of a tyrant.

Along the way, Promise saw these things that almost made him understand the whole thing.

Before the explosion began, the last survivors took refuge in the underground shelter. It's just not clear why a tyrant would stalk in.

It should be true that there should be an inner ghost, after all, in this shelter full of alloy sealed doors, if there is no inner ghost who knows the code, even a tyrant will not be able to break through that thick alloy door.

The alloy door was very strong, after all, it was built to withstand a nuclear explosion. Even if it is a promise, it will be difficult to destroy it with the strength of one's own body alone. The only reason he was able to destroy the Alloy Gate with ease was because he could use devastating energy attacks.

At the end of the warehouse area is a fork in the road with a Y-shaped line. A faint roar reached Promise's ears, causing him to pounce into the passage on the left in an instant.

It was also a long passageway, and the emergency lights on the walls lit up the entire passageway. The Promise of Galloping Flight accelerated and rushed straight through the passage, where it appeared to be an unusually wide place that looked like a mass shelter.

It's a very large area. It is at least larger than a standard soccer field. The upper part is a curved dome, painted with snow-white paint, which looks a little miserable in the bright light.

There are many simple tents on the ground, and the rows of them look very planned. It's just that this place has become a tragic battlefield at this time. Several massive, terrifying tyrants are slaughtering frequently. And a group of survivors are also making their last stand here.

Flying in mid-air, Promise saw Wicks with his arms folded around his chest, sunglasses, and an indifferent expression. Needless to say, I know that these tyrants must have been brought by this Umbrella Company employee.

On the other side of the vault, the last dozens of survivors are gathering to frantically resist the tyrant's attacks with their guns. Throughout the sprawling sanctuary, survivors of the tyrant's brutal murder can be found everywhere. The blood that flowed everywhere almost drowned the entire vault.

Promise's gaze swept over, and he saw Alice, who had neat short hair, and also saw the red figure.

Finally, I found it.

There was almost nothing he couldn't do with the promise at this time. But before that, he had been worried, worried that he would not be able to see that red figure again. Because even if it is as strong as a promise, it is impossible to bring back to life those who have lost their lives.

It is only when you see it with your own eyes, as you see it now, and bring it under your own protection, that the promise is truly relaxed.

There was only the red figure in Xu Promise's gaze, but he was wearing an extremely stylish Iron Man armor that even exuded a faint halo suspended in the air, and the attraction of this shape was even so attractive that everyone who was fighting fiercely at the moment was quiet.

Wicks looked up at Promise, his eyes flushed red behind his sunglasses.

Alice and Ida looked at the promise as well, and the familiar figure reappeared ten years later, and they were already speechless with excitement.

As for the survivors, they hadn't seen much of the promise, but they were wearing such a stylish armor and flying in the air. It's hard not to be obtrusive.

The first to react was the tyrant. Although the appearance of the promise was very shocking, it did not have too important an impact on the tyrant who could only obey orders.

A tyrant with a bazooka on his shoulder, standing beside Wicks and guarding the only passage of the vault, directly raised the bazooka in his hand and pulled the trigger towards the promise.

Rockets with trails of white smoke whizzed out and swooped down on the promise. The head of this giant monster, which was more than three meters five tall, flew up in an instant!

It was the Zixia Fairy who followed the promise, and they arrived here. After seeing a monster attacking the promise, the purple and green sword in the hand of the Zixia Fairy swept through in an instant, and easily cut off the heads of the survivors who had no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground.

And that's not all. A golden light flashed in Athena's eyes, and Qianqianyu's hand slapped directly on the shoulder of the tall and burly tyrant.

After that, by the time Venus appeared, there was nothing to do. The tyrant who fired the rocket at the promise was already bursting with dazzling golden light from his body, and then it was torn apart and reduced to ashes!

The tyrant, who existed like a grim reaper in front of the heavily armed survivors, had completely disappeared in the face of the three goddesses in a matter of even a face. The huge gap in strength between the two sides can be seen.

Promise stretched out his arm, and the rocket that flew towards him was instantly frozen in the palm of his hand. The survivors were stunned by this strange scene. It's a rocket that is emitted after activating the fuse, and there are still people in this world who can catch rockets with their hands?!

The power of the rocket explosion is not to mention the hand, and the whole person has to be blown to pieces.

However, the promise was so easy that he grabbed the rocket in his hand as if he had picked up a stone on the side of the road. Immediately, the rocket, which was still emitting white smoke from its tail, was easily turned towards the entrance to the shelter.

At the entrance, Wicks, who senses that something is wrong, is running away. Like an assassin who had learned the art of concealment, he was always able to easily avoid everyone's eyes. It's a pity that this time, he was met with a promise.

The rocket looked as if it was promised to be played with as easily as a toy, but in fact, it was promised to be wrapped and controlled directly by telekinesis. Flying out again and falling towards Wicks at great speed. Under the envelopment of telekinesis, it slammed directly into Wicks's chest, and then exploded violently.

The umbrella company is an existence that can be called the mastermind behind the world, because there is a huge amount of money to go to the level of science and technology is very high. This seemingly ordinary rocket contains high-energy explosives capable of destroying even armored vehicles. Not to mention a human body.

Not surprisingly, when this rocket exploded, Weeks' entire body was blown to pieces!

"Huh?" Promise frowned and looked at Wicks, who had become a puddle of rotten meat. After a moment of silence, he whispered to himself, "Clones? ”

The feeling of promising at this time has already reached the level of delicacy. Even if he just felt that the newly destroyed Weeks was a clone, it was almost certain that it was true.

However, the promise didn't pay much attention to it. His gaze then turned to the red in the distance.