Chapter 682: The End Has Come

If you don't do it at night, you won't blame Miori and Kigen for not being able to do something practical, after all, the night death that he carried out himself, he knows best how difficult it is to protect the 'cursed son' in the outer area under the prejudice of the masses in the entire Tokyo area, otherwise he wouldn't have summoned two and a half helpers in a row to help him. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info (Shen Dai Lishi squatted in the corner of the wall to draw circles: Sure enough, I am only half a helper? There are so few even appearances...... ）

"Okay, that's it, I'll go back to the outer area to arrange the arming affairs." Nightshade chuckled and took a few steps back to leave, although he didn't know if this was the last word with Sima Weiweaving, but now he didn't want to bother a little about protecting the Tokyo area, and he didn't know what expression to use in the face of Sima Weiweaving, just 'smile' at this time.

The gesture of farewell made a sour feeling entangle in Sima Weizhi's heart, this should not be the last and last conversation.

Sima Weizhi suddenly let go of his pace and rushed up, hugging the night mourner who wanted to leave, "Isn't there a place in the heart of our family in the heart of the night mourner?" Isn't our family important at all? ”

Whether you believe it or not, there is a 'love at first sight' situation in this world, especially for Sima Weizhi, who has a special experience in the art of seeing people, and believes in his first sight, so it is not surprising that he secretly cast his heart for the night when he met for the first time, and then he spared no effort to help overnight, providing a lot of materials, and the so-called exchange of interests is at best a high-sounding disguise for this kind of payment.

Yi Ren was in his arms, and the fragrance of the virgin penetrated into people's noses through the cherry blossom-colored twelve single clothes, which made Ye Di's face stagnant, he didn't think that he had done anything to make Sima Weizhi like his behavior, but the so-called liking was actually the same thing in the first place, and he didn't need too many reasons.

Although it seems that the behavior is quite charming and provocative, Sima Weizhi is actually not without accident belongs to the type of woman who is a housekeeper and pays silently, when Tong Juzhicheng blocked the material purchase channel of 'Gensokyo', it was Sima Weizhi who helped to open up the joints, so that the 'cursed son' was guaranteed in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Although it is said that if Sima Weizhi doesn't help open the joints, Night Death will break the dog leg of Tiantong Ju Zhicheng.

But her help and selfless dedication are still not to be overlooked.

Nightshade stretched out his hand and rubbed his unwoven head, the long black hair in a bun was quite comfortable to the touch, "Of course not, although it doesn't matter what happens in the Tokyo area, I won't let you die, don't worry, they won't kill you." ”

"Hmm" Sima Weizhi puffed out her cheeks, revealing a comfortable expression, although she knew very well the truth that 'under the nest, there are no eggs', but she was as if she had been deceived, and easily believed the words of the night dead.

Sima Weiweaving's expression of his heart when he was parting was very shocking to the night, but now was not the time to be warm with the Yiren, and he knew this very well.

"So, I'll go first." Nightshade patted Sima Wei's fragrant shoulder, then resolutely broke free from his embrace and took a step back.

"I wish you a prosperous martial arts~~~" Sima Weizhi did not restrain him, but offered his blessings like a little woman waiting at home.

The blood-red magic pattern lit up undisguisedly, and a fine spatial crack appeared on the soles of his feet, and the next moment, the figure of the night corpse disappeared in front of Sima Weizhi's eyes in an instant.

This bizarre scene made Sima Weizhi, who thought he had a strong ability to accept it, look blankly at the open space in front of him where the figure of the night dead had disappeared.

- What a powerful guardian saint they have forced out of the Tokyo area.

Sima Weizhi couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, but until now, everything is the fault of those 'plundered generations'.

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"Is it 1 day until the megalith collapses?" Nightshade whispered to himself, and in a flick of his body he was already on the sparsely populated outskirts.

The wind is blowing swiftly in the face, and the open outer area and the 'unexplored area' beyond it are always strong because of the low resistance of the ground, and it is very simple that in places like deserts and ruins, the wind will naturally be stronger.

"It seems that there is no last day!" Nightshade lifted his forehead and turned his head to look at the albino megalith.

Since there are not many buildings in the outer area, it is easy to see all the scenes at a glance.

At first, a corner of the rectangle collapsed, and then a series of collapses followed.

The huge body of the cracked megalithic monument let out a mournful cry as if it could finally endure the holmium erosion fluid, and finally collapsed as if it had been pushed down by some force, as if it were a flood discharge, and a huge lump of material fell from mid-air.

Standing here, you shouldn't be able to hear the sound of the collapse, but the heavy collapse of the megalith is more distinct in the ears of the nightfall.

The albino megalithic monument showed a fatal crack, turning into tiny pieces of falling megalith, and the process of its collapse looked like slow-motion photography overnight.

Soon after the debris collided violently with the ground, a loud roar and shock wave struck Nightfall, the infrasonic impact of the powerful earthquake shook his internal organs from the soles of his feet, and the shock wave also blew away the rubble and old signboards around the outer area.

Nightshade looked up, as if a huge amount of smoke and dust large enough to cover the entire sky was rising.

This doesn't make sense, there should be one more day before Honkai. Could it be that the supercomputer computing power on the Son of Heaven's side is not rigorous enough?

Not really.

I don't know if it was the collapse of the wind or the strong wind in nature, which made a roaring sound and blew the clothes of the night dead again.

Today's wind is very noisy - Ye Di pressed his long black hair very artistically, and sighed with emotion, "It's the wind......"

Even now in 2031, it is still difficult to predict the weather perfectly, and it is even more difficult to calculate the random air currents. Those people miscalculated the wind factor, in fact, it was not a supercomputer calculation error, but a lack of data collection capabilities.

But let's be honest, humans shouldn't put all their planning hopes on supercomputers, and Nightfall doesn't believe in the power of a simple supercomputer.

You know,A certain school city called'Dendrostatist'The strongest supercomputer,After collecting a lot of data,,It was actually concluded that after a white-haired pervert killed 20,000 discharged cute things,,It can be upgraded to lv6 (that is, the so-called "non-god body,Stepping into the realm of God") deduced.。 To be honest, this computer must have been played too much in games like SAO, killing people and having no experience points, how can it be upgraded.

In any case, [the Third Battle of Kanto] began—at a time that no one guessed.

Nightshade once again stared straight at the ruins of the megalith, the albino smoke and dust from the collapse of the monument obscuring the sky and the sun, almost creating a sense of the end of the nuclear bomb explosion.

Such a scene of extinction made the corners of his mouth slightly raised, bringing up a treacherous and cold smile.