Sang Zhefeng yawned and walked into the dining room inside the airship, where many Heroic Spirits had already begun to eat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

These heroes are usually soldiers who live and die on the battlefield, which leads to their very large food - well, very large.

Next to each of them was a stack of tall plates, clean and clean, and they all had a lot of food in their hands, most of it meat—if it weren't for the large amount of ingredients that Chef Ying Ling and Sang Zhefeng had made in advance, the ship might not have enough to eat. These Heroic Spirits all bowed slightly to Sang Zhefeng after seeing Sangzhefeng, while some male Heroic Spirits showed strange colors on their faces, and then immediately showed a "We understand" expression towards Sangzhefeng. Sang Zhefeng just glanced at them angrily and didn't say anything.

"Ah, my lord!"

At a dining table, Joan of Arc smiled and waved at Sang Zhefeng, "You can have breakfast too." ”

Sang Zhefeng nodded slightly, and walked to Joan of Arc over there.

Joan of Arc looked at Sangzhefeng, blinked his eyes, and then asked curiously, "Sang-sama, what about the gods?" ”

"She's not awake yet, I'm here to bring her something to eat." Sang Zhefeng said this, then he thought for a moment and added, "Although we don't need to eat to replenish our energy anymore, we still have this habit. ”

"Uh-huh, so do we." Joan of Arc nodded and said, "But the gods have been sleeping a lot lately, yesterday." ”

Sang Zhefeng heard this and just wanted to say something, but immediately a guy in a blue leotard appeared on the side, and said to Joan of Arc with a wicked smile: "After experiencing high-intensity exercise at night, you naturally have to have a good rest, right?" ”

Joan of Arc was stunned for a moment, then tilted her head and thought about what she meant.

Sang Zhefeng coughed a little, looked at the man in blue in front of him with some anger, and the man also laughed dryly, and then withdrew.

Joan of Arc was still thinking there, when suddenly, her face turned bright red. There she slammed the table, then stood up.

"Big, big, big—my lord!" Joan of Arc looked at Sang Zhefeng in front of her with a bright red face, and stammered, "Yes, yes, yes—is that so?" ”

Sang Zhefeng scratched his face with a dry smile and said, "After all, the two of us are also husband and wife, aren't we?" ”

Joan of Arc nodded a little stiffly, then sat down, looked at Sang Zhefeng a little blankly, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm just a little ...... Well...... I just didn't think of it. ”

Sang Zhefeng rolled his eyes upward, wondering in his heart when he and his wife had become a rarity.

And at this moment, this voice suddenly came from the direction of the entrance of the airship barn:

"Report, see that source!"

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Sang Zhefeng and a large pole of heroic spirits rushed to the top of the deck and looked into the sky not far away.

There, a huge black crystal was floating in the sky, it seemed to be a strange polygon, but there was no way to see what it was from that angle, it was geometrically symmetrical, but it had a feeling of great dissonance to those who saw it, as if it was not in the normal world.

And at the bottom of that thing, those black substances are slowly flowing down like liquid, like streams of liquid, which are very conspicuous.

It's like malice towards the world, and the "darkness" contained in it makes people shudder. Even a creature like the Heroic Spirit couldn't help but shudder when it got here, and took its eyes off the top of the thing.

Sang Zhefeng looked at the huge black object in front of him, and there was a hint of surprise in his heart.

It's here......

He slowly lifted his hand.

He can completely parse this thing in an instant, and then rely on reverse analysis to complete the processing of this thing, so that the entire black source completely disappears - then there will be no more such undead in this world, and the remaining undead humans can also be easily solved - all this will be over.

The undead invasion that has disturbed humanity for at least two years will come to an end.

It's just that something really starts.

Sang Zhefeng took a deep breath, and then paused slightly.

"All this...... It's time to finish......"

Sang Zhefeng muttered to himself.

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All of this was the calamity I had committed in the first place, and even though I didn't have it at the time, I had to make a final effort to make it now.

It is enough for me to bear all these tragedies by myself - and I will stop all these tragedies by myself, and this is to atone for all my own sins.

No matter how much sorrow there is on the way, as long as you can bear it.

So...... Don't worry about anything anymore.

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"Alright—let's let it all begin!"

Sang Zhefeng let out a low sigh, then suddenly raised his arm, and between his palms, a dazzling light began to flicker.

And the black crystal over there also began to tremble, as if something was beating on it—gradually, cracks appeared on the crystal, and light was released from the cracks, and the black matter on the ground also seemed to be attracted in reverse, and began to pour towards the huge black crystal.

"Alright—it's all over for me!"

Sang Zhefeng drank lowly, and a dazzling light burst out from the top of the hedrome.

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The sky was blue, and there were a few white clouds floating there, which was very beautiful. The ground was no longer as black as before, and only the wilderness, which had not received sunlight for a long time, was bare.

The Heroic Spirits cheered, but Sang Zhefeng didn't move, he just silently watched the sky.

"Is it there?" He muttered to himself.

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In Sangzhefeng and Twilight's room, Twilight was lying on the bed, she didn't move, but she was there with her eyes open.

Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.