The bombs kept falling on the ground, and the grass mud horse counted in his mind, "Seventy-three, seventy-four, seventy-eight......"

It's really called living like a year.

Several times he watched as the bomb landed less than ten meters away from him, as if he could feel the pain of the disappearance of his limbs, although it was only psychological.

"It's not scientific." "The last time I went back to Earth, the most terrible weapon was a nuclear bomb; The last time I left Earth, humans were still using the steam engine......"

"That's all in the past. As the rules of physics break down, things that previously existed only in the human imagination will continue to appear. Zhu Tian said calmly.

"That's horrible." Cao Muma felt that going out today and not looking at the yellow calendar was definitely the most unsuccessful move———— he swore that he just missed the taste of his hometown, so he would appear in the bedroom of Anta Kuta!

The bombardment continued for three minutes until the sky stopped flashing.

At this time, the canopy can already be described as full of holes. The clouds were full of holes through which missiles had passed, and faint light was pouring down from the holes, though the sight lasted less than thirty seconds.

Zhu Tian got up with a little pity, "It's all your fault, I used up my last batch of bombs." It will take decades to find another batch. ”

There are no more distortions around, or rather, there are very few aberrations that can still move.

The grass mud horse was stunned for a moment, staggered two steps, and his lips curled, "This...... Bombardment of this magnitude, king, king he ......"

"What's wrong?" Zhu Tian patted his suit and frowned. When I looked down, I almost threw up, and the designer suit on my body was already full of minced meat and slime, which was miserable.

"Bastard." He cursed under his breath.

"If Your Majesty dies, then I can't go back." The grass mud horse sat down on the ground with a dejected ass, "We'll be hunted down by the deviants, and we'll be hunted until I'm dead." ”

"Don't worry, it's very unlikely." Zhu Tian took out a fairly clean handkerchief and wiped his mouth, "According to what I have observed, King Shura's movement speed is very amazing, and he is fully capable of dodging before the missile falls. That's why no one would use this type of space bomb to attack advanced aberrations. Its range is too small, its accuracy is not high, and its speed is slow. “

The grass mud horse shook his head and cheered up slightly, "I swear, after Your Majesty sends me back, I won't come back after I am killed." ”

The two began to rush towards the place where Antarkuta had last disappeared, vomiting several times on the way from the stench of the corpse.

The wasteland was charred and black, mixed with yellowish pus and brown minced flesh. A few of the half-lost creatures staggered, then fell one by one.

This is the continuation of the 24 human epochs, but unfortunately it only leaves a wake-up call for future generations———— using space technology as a weapon will not work.

"Are you looking for me?" An abrupt voice sounded behind him.

The two of them turned their heads together, and then they were overjoyed, "Your Majesty! ”

"I'm sorry, I went crazy at a critical moment." Antarkuta sighed, "I didn't expect that after so long, your illness would still be so serious. ”

"Your Majesty, I repeat, this is not a disease, it is my talent as a traverser, so that I can meet the bad guys smoothly, and then pretend to be slapped in the face to reach the peak of life." The grass mud horse said with a dark face, "This is written by the urban protagonist Lian Chengfa." ”

"Really...... Chic flair. Antakuta casually opened the space door, "Oh no, how can you speak?" ”

"I don't know, just suddenly." The grass mud horse scratched his head blankly.

"Two, it's very dangerous here, why don't you send Mr. Grass Mud Horse back first, and talk about the rest later?" Zhu Tian couldn't help but interrupt the conversation.

There were always survivors after the bombing, and small groups of aberrants with the ability to move began to gather spontaneously, led by their intelligent kind, in the direction of the grass mud horses.

"It's annoying." Antakuta snorted, pulled out a cylindrical object, and threw it at the comer.

Not far away, several aberrations collapsed and fell apart.

"This, isn't this a space bomb?" Zhu Tian looked dumbfounded, "How can you have this?" ”

"Those missiles are flying very slowly, so I just put them away and stabilize the space around them." Antakuta threw another one out.

"It's not scientific!" Zhu Tian blurted out.

"What is science? What you humans know is only the tip of the iceberg, and science is only the name of the general rules of your plane. To us, science is a joke, weak, complicated and useless, just as you did when you looked at the apocalyptic revelations of the Mayans. Antakuta disdainfully grabbed the grass mud horse and threw it into the space door, and Zhu Tian on the side swallowed his saliva.

"Yes, yes. By the way, I see that Mr. Grass Mud Horse only has a slight sequelae after passing through the door, I can ......" Zhu Tian rubbed his hands, and the wrinkles were about to squeeze out honey.

"Nope." Antarkuta refused.

The space door closed, and Antakuta felt something, looked at the sky in a certain direction, blinked, and grinned.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just a hello to the human leader you met in the ruins. What's his name? Oh yes, Zhao Qiong. ”

"Rescue should be on the way." Zhu Tian threw the communicator that had turned into scrap metal to the ground, "Today is really exciting, I don't want to be so exciting anymore." ”

The wind blew, bringing with it a distant sour taste.

It was acid rain somewhere.

After walking for a while, Antakuta stopped first. "Sit down for a while, I'm a little tired." King Shura smiled a little tiredly.

Zhu Tian nodded, didn't sit down, the ground was too dirty.

As a result, Antakuta tilted his head, leaned over, and fell straight to the ground.

Zhu Tian was taken aback, and hurriedly reached out to support Antakuta, probed his snort, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It is estimated that the plane behind the real body is reversed, he thought.

But right where no one could see, Antakuta was floating in the air with a wry smile.

"Oh no, I've run to the fourth dimension too."