The dilapidated construction section that no one cared about was now "growing" a gorgeous and magnificent tower.

The golden tower stood abruptly over the night street, and the miraculous solar disc suspended above it like a scorching sun, illuminating the entire street as if it were daytime.

But even so, pedestrians and vehicles passing by still turn a deaf ear.

Because these ordinary people can't perceive the power of the stand-in, they can't see the magnificent Tower of the Sun at all.

At this moment, only Fugar and Naranga could notice the divine tower that had been born out of thin air from the ruins, and the strange light on the spire disc that was becoming more and more intense and dangerous.

Soon, almost instantly...

The light condensed on the disc became extremely dazzling, dazzling, condensed, and three-dimensional, so that it instantly turned into a suspended light cluster burning with blazing golden brilliance.

This light cluster is like the fireball technique rubbed out by the mage master in a magic movie, but the special effects are more expensive, the colors are more gorgeous, and they are more sun-like golden.

And unfortunately, it is really the "fireball technique" of the mage in a sense:

As soon as this "little sun" took shape, it seemed to be thrown by a pair of invisible mage hands, and it roared away in the direction where Fogh and Naranga were.

Obviously, it's here to kill.

"Get out of the way!"

No one wanted to test the lethality of the golden light with his body, and Fuge immediately dodged to the side like a frightened rabbit.

At the same time, he subconsciously pushed Naranga away beside him, and shouted for his companions to react quickly.

But soon, as the blazing ball of light narrowly grazed his shoulder, Fogg noticed that he had done something too much.

When the golden ball of light actually flew closer, he realized that the ball of light had accurately avoided the position where Naranga was standing, and was completely aimed at him.

If it weren't for the quick reaction he had just dodged in time, the light would have sunk into his chest from the very center of his body.

The "little sun" could pass by Fuge's side, and although it was as bright as the sun, it did not make a sound or bring a ray of warmth.

However, at the moment when the ball of light slammed into the ground...

The solid concrete floor was filled with a large and terrifying cobweb crack out of thin air.

The pavement was cracked and the gravel protruded, like the earth after a drought and like the masonry that had been trampled by elephants.

"What a lot of lethality!"

Fogg gasped and froze himself hard:

A single blow can blast a hard cement pavement into a scrapped road section...

If the fragile flesh and blood of human beings were to be hit like this, the result would be half of their bodies, even if they were not killed on the spot.

"Absolutely... You must not be hit by this ball of light! ”

"As long as we hit once, we will no longer have the strength to protect ourselves!"

Fogg was quick to make this obviously correct judgment.

But the problem is far from being solved.

Just as Fog and Naranga were nervous about the destructive power of the golden ball of light, the light on the tower shone again, and the solar disc suspended in the void once again condensed into a true "sun".

The ball of light roared towards Fogg like a meteor again.

The brilliant sunlight is even more terrifying in the eyes of Fogg than the eternal night of the abyss.

"Here we go again..."

"What to do, what to do?!"

"If you take a hit, you will be seriously injured, and the flight speed of this light cluster is not slow at all, how can I guarantee that I can avoid it every time?"

"What's worse, I don't know where the enemy is, what means he uses to target me and attack..."

"If the attack continues like this, I will have to do my best just to dodge the light balls, and it will be impossible for me to devote my energy to launch a counterattack."

His body was subconsciously trying to dodge, but his mind was also subconsciously welling up with fear.

At the end of the day, Fogg was still scared.

He was able to betray the organization entirely because of Li Qing's life coercion at the beginning;

And their experience along the way is overwhelming and long-term in the eyes of an optimist like Li Qing, but in the eyes of a pessimist like Foger, it is completely turbulent and dangerous.

Indeed, he walked on thin ice all the way and finally managed to get here without any danger.

But often walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet?

What's more, the river is still the River Styx.

In the absence of Bugarati, the "godfather", he almost uncontrollably felt that it was time for him to meet Hades with his "wet shoes".

"Aviation Smith!"

Naranga's soft roar exploded in his ears.

Without hesitation, he drove his aerosmith to attack the disproportionate golden tower in a ridiculous, decisive and tragic manner, like a human plane rushing towards the monster in the movie.

The two small streams of fire slammed into the tower's body without hindrance, but their glow was easily obscured by the golden sunlight, and the bullets themselves failed to spark a single spark on the tower.

For the one-foot-tall Tower of the Sun, the damage of a "toy airplane" is not painful at all.

But it's not for nothing.

When Fogg managed to save his life in front of the ball of light for the second time, Naranga's decisive reaction saved him in a sense:

"Naranga?"

Naranga's presence made him instinctively feel reassured.

After realizing that he was not alone in this desperate situation, Fogg's spirit, which had been frozen by fear, finally perked up:

"Don't attack—"

"For a double of that size, our attacks are mostly useless!"

His brain instinctively worked, and he subconsciously alerted his companions.

"Hmm."

Naranga nodded earnestly, invisibly giving Fogg greater spiritual support.

And at this time, the third attack of the Tower of the Sun hit.

The ball of light condensed from the disk, and in the blink of an eye, it roared towards Fugue.

"It's time to calm down..."

"Now that Bugarati is not there, I have to rely on myself to pull myself together."

Now that Naranga is going deep into the Longtan Tiger's Den with him, he can't let his companions, no, let this family-like existence suffer death because of his uncompetitive psychological quality.

Fugg's eyes grew resolute.

So...

Now all he has to do is:

"Run!"

Faced with the golden light that slammed into his face, Fu Ge turned around and ran without saying a word.

It's not cowardice or fear, because "sprinting" itself is the best solution to a powerful double - as long as you run fast enough and escape far enough, the enemy's double range will not be enough.

"Naranga, come here!"

Without hesitation, Fogg summoned his stand-in, Ziyan.

The ball of light whizzed at a fast speed, like a high-speed baseball thrown by a professional player, and mortal humans had to concentrate on doing everything they could to avoid it.

But this kind of speed is a completely different matter for Ziyan, whose physical strength completely crushes humans.

As soon as the purple warrior in Roman armor appeared, he pulled the skinny Naranga from the ground with lightning speed.

Then, it threw Naranga into the distance like a solid ball.

Naranga quickly flew more than ten meters away, and at the same time, Fogg narrowly escaped the bombardment of the light cluster with his own strength.

The ball of light flashed, blasting the pavement on which Fogg had just stood into a cloud of rubble.

Immediately afterward, the next wave of Light attacks began to brew from the spire.

Seizing this time, Ziyan repeated the old trick and carried his ontological Fu Ge on his shoulder.

It all happened in a split second.

At the critical moment when the deadly ball of light was about to hit his body again, Fogg shouted in his heart with all his might:

"Purple Smoke!"

Ziyan's muscles tightened all over her body.

At Fogg's orders, it unleashed a practical trick that only a power double could do:

"Run away with me!"

Ziyan carried the body of this Fuge and jumped into the distance.

With this jump, he jumped out of a distance of 7 or 8 meters.

The place where he landed was instantly stepped out of a cracked rubble.

And Ziyan did not hesitate to bend down and accumulate strength, taking advantage of the momentum to continue to exert force, and took Fuge into the air again in that broken road.

At this moment, the golden light entangled from behind like a maggot attached to the bone.

But it could no longer keep up with Fugue's escape.

The speed and strength of Ziyan's B-level and A-level strength were enough for it to quickly transfer under the fierce artillery fire behind it while carrying the body.

Although the process was a bit thrilling and reluctant, with the phantom left by the purple smoke as it leaped in midair, the golden light that was flying after Fogg finally bombarded the ground in vain.

Finally...

The purple smoke fell to the ground heavily, leaving a cracked footprint on the ground again.

At the same time, at this moment, Fogg was pleasantly surprised to notice that the shining tower behind him suddenly went out.

The solar disc no longer shines, and even the tower itself suddenly becomes dim and ethereal, as if it is about to disappear into the darkness that has come back at any moment.

"The attack stopped."

"In other words, the attack range of this double is probably only..."

Fogg roughly measured the distance between himself and the tower:

"About 20 meters?"

This is undoubtedly a great relief answer.

The limited distance of 20 meters means that he can quickly escape from the enemy's range.

Thinking of the unsightly flight speed of the golden ball of light in front of the purple smoke, this kind of bulky long-range double with a limited attack range and inconvenient visual movement did not seem to be a threat.

In this way, this should be stable.

The thought just crossed Fogg's mind...

In the distance, the tower, abandoned 20 meters away, collapsed.

At the same time, not far from his feet, on the broken road that Ziyan had just stepped out of...

A brand-new tower has inadvertently risen from the ground.