On August 12, 2067, the sage's wife was killed, and it rained heavily in the sky that day, as if the heavens were weeping over the misfortune of the lovers. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The greatest sage wept silently, but he could not do anything. There was no way for him to save someone who was already dead, someone who had left. He's only a human being, not a god.

That's the official version.

In fact, things are purer and more pathetic.

Whether it is the research of the sage or the ability of the sage, it has had a great impact on the people in power, but the sage still belongs to the kind of people who do not eat hard and soft, and the people in power cannot directly attack him, which has caused a very embarrassing situation.

But now he's married - he's weak.

The men cheered, and then they reached for the girl.

As a result, one used too much force, and the girl died.

But they didn't care too much, after all, they just died an insignificant person, as long as the sage was okay. And in their eyes, human beings should be very fickle, there is no qualitative at all, it's just a dead woman, this kind of thing is a consumable in their eyes, just make up for the sage.

But these guys forgot one thing.

That is, Sanzhe is also human.

He is not a true sage.

When those representatives arrogantly came to Sang Zhefeng to say these things, they were not greeted by the "sages" who could not help themselves. It's a sangzhe style with bright red eyes.

Sang Zhefeng only said one sentence after listening to those guys' words.

"What a sorrow it is for mankind...... So what is the value of such a sad creature? ”

He said this, and then on the same day, he killed almost all the visitors, leaving only one to report back.

And the rest of the tower were not spared - Sanzhefeng had released him and the girl's "child", the antimatter construct, from the lab.

He didn't know what force he used to manipulate the unconscious dark matter, and then weaken their abilities, leaving them with only the ability to neutralize and release them to the outside world.

This terrifying substance is like a mass, slowly devouring the earth and cleaning everything up.

Nothing could stop it, nothing could hinder him, Sang Zhefeng grinned as he sat on top of the Blood-soaked Tower of the Sage.

He did a calculation at the end, and although he didn't save Twilight's life at the time, he used the extremely strong magnetic effect to preserve the girl's thoughts and memories, that is, her soul.

Then he was going to sacrifice the life of the whole world - to resurrect her.

He didn't know if he could succeed, the work had exceeded his own arithmetic limits, and even if he did, he was only one or two percent sure of success.

But he didn't care at all, whether it was success or failure, he didn't care, he only thought about the past that was perfect to the extreme.

Everyone at the time said he was crazy - but he knew very well that he was just pretending to be crazy.

A real madman will not know that he is crazy, but Sang Zhefeng clearly understands that he is already "crazy".

Or is it ...... The heart is dead.

The high-ranking fellows finally panicked, they didn't expect it to turn out like this - they first sternly threatened Sanzhefeng to take those things back, but their intimidation was stopped by the destruction of countless cities. They put out the army again, saying that they could just take out the crazy guy by doing this. But all the armies were swallowed up by the darkness, and then they began to weep, and they began to beg for mercy, and they began to play the sympathetic card, and they began to persuade Sanzhefeng with the common people, with the state, with justice, with righteousness, with the future of mankind - with everything and everything.

And then everything was swallowed up.

Crying did not stop Sanzhefeng, pleading did not stop Sanzhefeng, angry denunciation did not stop Sanzhefeng, cursing did not stop Sanzhefeng.

Nothing can stop the Sanzhe wind.

He harnessed the black sand and slowly flooded the entire earth.

Cities and countries, the black sand is like the tide of the rising tide, oppressing and twisting.

All people really know what powerlessness is, powerlessness about the future. Religion, faith, thought, philosophy - there is no way to stop everything.

In the end, the black swallowed everything, but the most ridiculous thing was that when the regime finally collapsed, the people who stood high were pulled down - so the people who got into this were not swallowed by the black, they were killed by the angry masses.

Human beings have no way to stop the darkness, so they can only vent all their negative feelings to those who can reach them. Turn everything black.

However, nothing has changed, and black still swallows the entire earth, turning this sea-blue planet into black.

In the last history of mankind, Sanzhefeng was called a negative word like "animal", "madman", and "murderer", but everyone was willing to call him another name.

The Emperor of the End.

The Last Emperor.

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Sang Zhefeng still remembered that he was standing on top of the darkness, when he was the only one left in the world.

If that black sand wasn't life.

He was laughing wildly there, he had never laughed like this, he laughed very happily, laughed very wildly.

The laughter is extraordinarily sad.

He gradually felt tired and tired, and he slowly closed his eyes and released his control on dark matter.

He felt the darkness slowly creeping over his body.

He didn't have much to worry about, he just wanted to relax his body slowly and get a good night's sleep.

Then, when he opened his eyes again, he was already in the middle of the forest, and the little dialog had already reached him.

He has crossed.

Or, in other words, he came to the earth that has been shuffled, the earth of the new era.

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Sang Zhefeng looked at the black shadow in front of him, and the crazy emotions that he had before poured out into Sang Zhefeng's body again.

He raised his hand high and said loudly, "Whoever it is!" Betrayers, killed! ”

Huge magnetic fluctuations shook, and a large amount of volume surged.

Sanzhefeng - roared there. (To be continued.) )