Half a second before he landed, he slammed open his wings, and the blasting air instantly knocked the zombies in that area away, and the surrounding buildings were not damaged in any way.

In reality, he had never been here, and his impression of this place was that of a paradise resort with blue and white, but now, the hemispherical blue roof and the white walls below were covered with a layer of gray-black desolation virus, and the walls were covered with huge scars left by the zombies fighting each other.

No one had ever told him where the portal to the other dimension was, but for him now, he didn't know where it was.

For every particle that makes up the universe is attributed to His creation.

With a wave of his hand, he killed a super defensive mutant zombie with a sub-level mutation in seconds, and the zombie's body was covered by a terrifying spiked exoskeleton, and it is estimated that such a defense level, even RPG-7 individual soldiers ** may not be able to cause damage to it.

But the monster decomposed on the spot the moment the evil god's claws swung it, without making any sound, and leaving no residue or blood.

And he just, like dismantling a Lego brick that has already been built, dismantling every molecule in this zombie's body......

The location of the portal was still about a few hundred meters away from him, and for the god of space, crossing this distance might only be a blink of an eye.

He appeared in front of the keyhole-shaped portal, and saw atoms in the air from the girl who had been drinking tea and reading a book a few years ago.

"Michael......" He subconsciously pronounced the name, waved his hand, and the atoms were spliced together, reappearing the girl in front of him.

"Michael, you're finally back......" he muttered, and opened his arms to the girl, who was startled by the hideous demonic body, and raised her hand to pull out the legendary "Sword of Creation" from behind him, the blade pointed directly at his eyebrows.

"I'm Michael,......" he said, frightened, and the girl was amazed at the name.

"Fog cold? Fang Wuhan? The girl repeated his name over and over again.

"It's me, Fang Wuhan."

The demon's lava-like blood pupils stared at the girl, he thought that the girl would come and hug him after hearing his name, but he didn't expect that in the next second, he ushered in the sharp blade of the Sword of Creation.

The legendary artifact from the time of Zeus, the "Sword of Creation", disintegrated and shattered a centimeter or two in front of the evil god, and Michael stabbed the entire sword, and finally cracked until only the hilt of the cross was left, and finally the girl was carried by the inertia of swinging the sword by herself, and threw herself directly into the arms of the demon......

"You know Michael, I wanted to tell you a long, long time ago, I ......" Before he could finish speaking, the girl came with a complete attack, but how could her delicate skin hurt him?

Atomic splitting, recombination, energy reduction......

A "brand-new" girl appeared in front of him, and as if she had been hungry for several days, she collapsed into his arms as soon as she appeared.

"I was going to tell you a long, long time ago that I like you." The demon said as he stared at the girl's pure blue pupils.

The girl did not speak, as if lost in thought.

The demon began to get restless, "I...... I'll tell you that myself, when we are victorious, when you come back to me......"

After the demon finished speaking, he put down the girl and walked into the portal, where the girl once again turned into a light atom and drifted into the universe......

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A different dimensional space, a golden hall.

The sound of magic surging broke the silence, and the dusty altar shimmered with magic again, and the keyhole-shaped portal opened, and the burly demon stepped out of it.

He looked at everything here, familiar as if it were his own home, but the feeling of loss also came to him.

The last time he came to this place, this hall made of pure gold was full of busy people coming and going, wearing the uniform of each department, dutifully completing the tasks assigned to them by Fang Wuhan, and maintaining this magic-driven space in an orderly manner.

At that time, the place was illuminated by the pure glow of the two rows of holy light crystals above the Golden Hall, and the huge light mirror at the end of the Golden Hall had shown everything they had experienced......

And now...... The Holy Light Crystals were all extinguished, the light mirrors were closed, and the golden walls and zenith no longer reflected the golden glow, as if it had ushered in the twilight of the gods......

But what makes him wonder a little is, what about the people here? Even if the end comes, they won't disappear, at least one or two zombies should be wandering here.

He just took two steps forward, and suddenly understood something, he saw that there was no trace of dust on the ground here, there was no riot scene before the end of the earth at all, on the contrary, the furnishings here at this moment were like the company organized a collective spring outing, and the leader ordered the employees to clean up the company before going out.

Now it was such a scene, those magic instruments were neatly placed on the side, it was neat that he had never seen before, those people were all used and used at will, they looked sloppy, and now they were so neat and neat, he could see it at a glance.

Why are they doing this......

A few days before the end came, he saw various post-apocalyptic scenes because of the fury of the evil god power in his body; He yelled hysterically for help all day long, so he was admitted to the psychiatric department of the hospital by his parents......

He hadn't been here during those days in the hospital, and no one had gone to look for him, and he had come to an end with such loneliness and despair, roaring and medicine......

Thinking about it, he hurried down a hallway and found the familiar office; The delicate gilt wood gate has a sign that reads "High Priest".

Through this delicate door, he felt a piece of paper on the table behind the door, and there was something else next to it.

He knew that everything that was in order here was inseparable from this "high priest".

He gently pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The room is still filled with the breath of the old man, like a guqin, exuding the breath of ancient rhyme.

He picked up the piece of paper, and once again felt with his own hands everything that the old man had left him—

[Lord Watchman, or call you Fog Cold;

I know you'll be able to get here and see this letter, but that should be a long time later, and now that you've been able to break through the apocalypse to get here, it seems like you've all survived well, and you're close to making it...... There are only a few last steps left.

I'm sorry I can't take care of you in the apocalypse, all I can do is tell them to clean up, and the Watcher will be here again; Or, let them have all the weapons on the racks ready for the needs of the watcher......

I hear your pain at the moment, the entire staff of the Dimension Dimension has seen your suffering in the hospital under the light mirror, I'm sorry, we can't help you anymore, you're all dying......

This is probably the only time I have failed in my duties, and I beg your pardon......

I have found all the powerful weapons that have been collected in the other dimensional space for thousands of years, and there are some things you may need, I have put them in the arsenal for you, I have deleted the information of other people, and you are the only one in the universe who can open the door to the arsenal, please rest assured.

I don't know why I'm still crying so lightly at my age, and I'm probably going to be separated by two worlds after I finish writing this......

Finally, I didn't expect that the place we used to seal countless demons would be our final destination......

Time is running out, Lord Watcher, and if there is an afterlife, I will definitely follow you......

High Priest of Another Dimension

With hot lava flowing from his eyes, he put down the letter and ran all the way to the Golden Hall, where he saw the bright keyhole-shaped portal at the end.

The reason why there are no zombies here is because the high priest jumped into the endless abyss with everyone before the end came?

He still couldn't believe that the high priest would do this, and jump into the land of no return with more than a hundred of his subordinates who had followed him for many years......

On the way out, there were a lot of sad atoms left, some from someone's tears, and some from the grief hormones produced by the human brain......

The closer you get to the keyhole-shaped portal, the more atoms there are.

How much fear and despair did they overcome to follow the High Priest into the portal?

At the door of the portal, how many people have made up their minds to die here? More than a hundred people, under the leadership of the high priest, resolutely walked to the guillotine, and there was not a trace of escape or betrayal in this case.

He searched carefully, and indeed no one was rebellious......

The familiar sound of magic rippled through the portal, and he stepped into the blinding light, and in a split second, a completely unexpected scene appeared before him......