Wu Jun chased after William all the way.

Now they are traveling at more than 500 kilometers per hour, which translates to more than 138 meters per second.

At such a speed, even if you meet someone on the road, at most you will feel a gust of wind blowing by, and you can't even see the shadow clearly.

And for some reason, William chose a route that avoided towns and even sparsely populated mountains.

Maybe this guy doesn't want to be seen by too many people either.

However, although there is no need to worry about being seen, there should be troubles all the way.

William was about two kilometers in front of Wu Jun, and his blood-red wheel of fortune was unusually conspicuous and trending to grow larger.

In just over an hour, it has expanded to a height of several hundred meters.

Last time, Yuan Dakang's Wheel of Fortune was the same, but the color was different, it was black.

In Wu Jun's experience, the black wheel of fortune represents bad luck and bad luck, and the red color represents blood and death.

It seems that this time is even more tricky than the last time, and I don't know what kind of disaster his wheel of fortune will bring.

When he arrived in northern Xinjiang, while crossing the vast Gobi, Wu Jun finally knew.

William's wheel of fortune began to spread, and a large area of the sky above him turned blood-red.

Then the wind blew, the sand flew away, and a once-in-a-century super storm appeared in front of the two without warning.

The stones bigger than their fingers were blown up, and the speed of the two of them was too fast, these stones were like hot bullets, smashing their heads and covering their faces.

And those tiny grains of sand are drilled at the sight of the cracks.

Wu Jun had to squint his eyes slightly, hold his breath tightly, and chase the fiery red sky in the fierce wind of unknown magnitude.

Fortunately, William slowed down a lot in such a strong wind, and for some reason, he left footprints more than a foot deep on the relatively solid next door.

Is this guy's body made of steel?

Wu Jun didn't want to delay for too long, so he used all his strength to gradually close the distance between him and William.

Then he vaguely saw that William's original black body had returned to the color of his normal skin.

Under the attack of flying sand and walking stones, at this time, his body was already covered in scaly wounds, and the blood flowing from the wounds was blown away in the air by the strong wind, emitting a flash of bloody smell.

Is this guy deliberately getting himself injured and then strengthening his wheel of fortune?

Sacrifice?

Wu Jun didn't have time to think about it, at this time they had already passed through this next door and entered the continuous snowy mountains.

The storm did not stop, and the wind swept up the shards of ice and snow like snow-white blades, cutting thousands of wounds in William's skin.

Boom –

The roar was like thunder from the sky, and hundreds of thousands of tons of snow rushed down a steep cliff, like thousands of horses, and the whole mountain was shaken.

Is this old thing really deadly?

William's figure in front of him had been swallowed up by a roaring avalanche, and Wu Jun urgently changed his course, he didn't want to dig a hole in the snow.

When he finally reached the top of the mountain after a half-circle, he found that William had broken free from the snow at some point, and was running frantically towards the bottom of the mountain.

Where is this old zombie going?

Wu Jun followed, and at the same time opened a map of the world in the sea of knowledge.

Further ahead is Kazakhstan, and there is the desert, where William provokes an even greater desert storm, according to the current situation.

Wrong.

Wu Jun quickly dismissed this judgment.

Desert Storm did little damage to him and William, and if William wanted to continue to "sacrifice", he should be looking for something more powerful.

But what could be more powerful in this place than a desert storm?

He looked at the route ahead, and finally thought of a very serious possibility.

In this world, there are two kinds of disasters.

Natural disasters, man-made disasters.

Since the role of natural disasters is limited, will William take the initiative to look for "man-made disasters"?

Quite possibly.

Ahead is the Middle East, and it's a messy place.

As Wu Jun expected, William soon headed south, where there were Iran, Iraq, Syria, and Turkey, all places where the flames of war burned all year round.

A few hours later, Wu Jun saw what it meant to be in chaos.

Around the barren village, armed forces of unknown forces were shooting at each other under the cover of rocks on the hills, and explosions were heard one after another, and fighter jets flying at high speed in the air swept by.

In Syria, it was even worse, with cities and towns in ruins, large cities filled with gunsmoke, armed tanks and armored vehicles of all kinds roaring like steel beasts in the dilapidated streets.

Boom –

Black smoke from explosions rose everywhere, and William ran all the way, under the effect of the wheel of fortune, he was like a hot flarek that emitted high temperatures, attracting the surrounding artillery fire.

And wherever he passed, the offensive of various armed forces became more ferocious and intense, as if suddenly he had lost his eyes and completely lost his mind.

It even attracted a few long-range couriers, as well as a large number of aerial fighters, and Wu Jun saw a fighter plane being hit with his own eyes, and black smoke from its tail fell from the sky.

I don't know whose plane is so unlucky.

Wu Jun calculated, William had been blown up more than ten times, and he had been hit by countless stray bullets, and some places on his body had exposed white bones.

But his speed did not slow down at all, and he kept running in the northwest direction.

Is he going to England?

Wu Jun probably guessed his destination.

Coleman and Carnegie were, strictly speaking, both immigrated to the United States from England.

Does he want to go back to his hometown now?

Unexpectedly, in addition to the Chinese people who pay attention to the return of fallen leaves to their roots, there are also people in the West who have this idea.

Wu Jun's guess proved right, and soon they made their way through Europe and arrived in Calais, France.

The last time Wu Jun came to see Misi, it was from here that he took the ferry to England.

Although there is no war in Europe now, under William's image, this short distance of more than 2,000 kilometers has caused at least hundreds of car accidents, the most tragic one is a train and several cars collided, and then rushed off the track, like an earthworm suddenly exposed to the sun, twisted twice on the ground, I don't know how many people were killed or injured.

Knock –

Arriving at a pier in Calais, William jumped into the sea without hesitation.

Wu Jun didn't have time to think too much, so he went headlong after him.

At this season, the waters of the Strait of Dover are bitterly cold and turbid, with visibility of less than five meters.

Wu Jun was chasing after him at the bottom of the sea, and at the same time released the energy of the Heavenly Master, but within the range of perception, there was no longer William's figure.

Wu Jun pursued until he climbed the shore of Dover, but William was never seen again.

Slipped away!

William's weight doesn't seem to be normal, so he has a faster speed in the water than Wu Jun, which is a problem that Wu Jun can't overcome now.

Afraid of the ice slag that quickly condensed on his body, Wu Jun quickly walked out of the port.

England was so big that he couldn't find Coleman's hiding place if he didn't believe it.

Moreover, Lao Niu and Fang Heng were still waiting for him in London, and with the help of the two of them, it might be easier to find.

On the way to London, Wu Jun had time to look at William Coleman's video.

180 years of images, he is ready to take a moment to see them all, trying not to miss any details.

Born in a desolate town in Ireland, William grew up in poverty at the age of seventeen, leaving his hometown to join the wave of pioneers on the American continent.

After more than ten years of hard work, the William brothers made a little name for themselves in Bittsburgh, accumulated some dollars, and became partners with the steel king Carnegie, and jointly established a steel mill.

But the good times did not last long, and with the arrival of the economic crisis, the William brothers went bankrupt.

At that time, the United States was relatively chaotic, with a mixture of dragons and snakes, government corruption, and corruption.

Carnegie did not lend a helping hand when he learned that they were bankrupt, but instead took the opportunity to buy their shares at a low price.

At that time, Carnegie was still a businessman through and through, and he was long-term and ruthless, which had nothing to do with his future title as the "father of American philanthropy".

Not only did he buy the shares of the William brothers at a low price, but he also did not let go of the shares of his brother-in-law's father-in-law.

It was because of this economic crisis that Carnegie's net worth skyrocketed and he began to climb to the throne of the Iron King.

The two William brothers were more miserable, and there was not much left over from the sale of shares except for paying off debts, and the once prosperous family went into decline.

William hated Carnegie from the bottom of his heart.

Carnegie didn't have much money when he was preparing to build the factory, only connections and courage, and more money came from the brothers.

But when they encountered difficulties, Carnegie ignored them and turned his face ruthlessly.

William watched his younger brother die tragically in his illness, and his children were kicked out of school, so he returned to England with his family, the town where he was born, and lived in poverty.

It wasn't until William was 50 years old that the invasion of the Far East by the nations of Europe began, and he felt that this was a rare opportunity.

So he took his two sons and wandered on the sea for more than half a month, arriving at the Qing Empire at that time.

But because it was not a regular army, William's family could only look for opportunities in the civilian population.

With his unique vision, he looted all kinds of antiques and cultural relics among the people of the Qing Dynasty, and even paid to set up an expedition team specializing in excavating ancient tombs.

This decision allowed him to gain a lot of wealth, and in just two years, he became a millionaire.

William, who tasted the sweetness, was even more unscrupulous, and finally extended his black hand to the Qinling Mountains, where he heard that there were many ancient Chinese emperors and officials.

But as an Englishman who didn't know much about Chinese tomb culture, William finally ran into big trouble.

While excavating an ancient tomb of an unknown dynasty, his expedition was almost wiped out, and he brought something precious from the tomb at the terrible cost of losing his two sons.

Those were two withered arms.

At that time, he didn't want to come out with his arms, he was interested in the ornaments on his arms.

But the situation was critical at that time, and he had to take it out with his arms in a hurry.

There are ten black rings on the arms, two bracelets.

William didn't know what the ornaments were made of at the time, but he knew they must be priceless.

Just as he was celebrating the aftermath of the catastrophe and obtaining the treasure, bad luck befell him again.

When the local villagers saw that he was a foreigner, and that there were only a few of them, they robbed them with hoes and sticks.

All the ornaments were taken away, leaving only two sleek arms.

The last few survivors of William's expedition were also killed in the ravine, and he still fell off a rather high cliff in the chaos, and only then did he save a small life.

William climbed back from the cliff, searched for a long time on the cliff, found a black arm, and then brought it back to England.

He originally wanted to sell his arm to collectors, and at that time many people liked to collect this, but something strange happened.

The arm is "alive"!