Chapter 12: Proclamation (2nd Update)

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Tang State Tang Capital.

A satellite imagery observation room.

"What's that!" a professor in a white lab coat was stunned and speechless.

South Continent!

In an instant, a terrifying and terrifying message spread throughout the high-level of the Tang State, and then stirred among the high-level leaders of the Alliance State.

The Southern Continental Plate, which covers an area of nearly 10 million square kilometers, is crashing into the Eastern Continent at a speed of 861 kilometers per hour!

Plate movement!

Plate impact!

World disaster!

Blue Star Doom!

"Ahhh

Despair is spreading!

Panic is coming!

A land plate crashing into the Eastern Continent, what would that look like?

First of all.

In a minute, plate oscillations can churn the entire Eastern Continent with an efficiency that exceeds countless times the speed of sound.

Secondly.

The surface of the earth begins to collapse!

The earth is shattering!

At last.

The surface of the Blue Star was filled with the aftermath of the oscillation, the debris of the land, and even the God of War level powerhouse was bound to die!

Even, planet-level powerhouses, are a little dangerous.

You must be a starry sky, ascending to the starry sky of the universe, in order to avoid this disaster.

Notice.

In the entire Eastern Continent, there are only seven starry skymen.

In other words, there are about two billion people on the Eastern Continent, and in five hours, they will be completely wiped out!

"Mythist! Mythor Li Fangcheng! He may have a way!" A professor wept bitterly, with a handful of snot and tears.

He didn't want to die.

His happy life has just begun.

"The myth man splits a land rift, which is already the limit of force! How can it be possible to split a land plate, are you crazy!"

A gray-haired expert, angrily refuted.

He was a researcher, knowledgeable, and naturalist, and deeply understood the kinetic energy of a plate land impact.

Not the end of humanity.

Not a disaster in the Eastern Continent.

It's the end of the all-blue star!

"The pressure on the surface of the earth is dissipating, the mantle troposphere erupts, and it may even cause the collapse of the earth's core!

The white-haired expert old man, his eyes widened, and he was suffocated to death by the future scene he described.

"Bang. ”

With the expert old man falling headlong, all the high-level officials of the Tang Kingdom went completely crazy!

The end of the world! Humanity is about to become extinct! What the hell should we do!

"Find Prophet Meng!"

"Ask the prophet Meng, contact the mythical people! Myth Li Fangcheng, maybe there is a way, we must not give up hope! We carry the burden of all mankind!"

Confederate States, Tang Domestic.

Seventy percent is a ruined and messy elite class.

But there are also 30 percent, who are the absolute elite of the Blue Star human race, and are truly super-first-class talents.

They run the political economy, they prop up the structure of the state.

Right now.

They completely put aside all scruples and stepped forward to preside over the situation.

"Brainstorming discussion group, create it now, start it immediately!"

"Ask the prophet Meng Xingzhou, ask the seven starry sky people, and immediately make a decision on the catastrophe crisis of the end times. ”

"Ask the myth man Li Fangcheng, be sure to contact Li Fangcheng! He will be the only possible hope for Blue Star and all mankind!"

"On the occasion of the life and death crisis of all mankind and the global apocalyptic disaster of the Blue Star, activate the emergency crisis situation, and immediately announce the news, and all citizens of the Union State have the right to know!"

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Blue Star, Eastern Continent.

The huge and bloated structure of the Union State has started an unprecedented high-speed operation.

About 99 percent of the nearly 2.2 billion citizens of the Eastern Continental Union received the SMS notification.

A total of 569 cities in the Eastern Continent Alliance State were broadcast one after another crisis warnings, resounding in the sky over the cities.

All network message pushing, network interface transmission, network signal upload and download, all stopped!

Unified implementation of the proclamation of the Eastern Continental Union.

The announcement reads as follows:

To all the human beings of the Blue Star Eastern Continent:

The southern continent has a land area of about 9 million square kilometers and a thickness of about 100 kilometers to 150 kilometers!

Right now!

The Southern Continental Plate is moving towards the Eastern Continent at a speed of 911 kilometers per hour!

The speed keeps climbing!

It is expected that it will hit the southeastern tip of the Eastern Continent in three hours and 21 minutes!

The end of humanity!

Global crisis!

Blue Star Disaster!

Citizens, we swear in the name of the Eastern Continent Alliance that we will do everything in our power to prevent the catastrophe of the end times!

Mind you, this is no joke!

We, the Blue Star Humans, have entered the countdown to life, with only three hours and twenty-one minutes left!

Mind you, disaster is already assured!

Perhaps at the last moment of the end of mankind, all work, all schools, all everything, immediately suspended! All commercial and political activities should be stopped immediately!

Please note that all criminal offenses are prohibited!

We are already urgently contacting the mythist Li Fangcheng! We have urgently contacted all the celestial beings, starry sky people, and planetary-level councilors! We have launched a brainstorming discussion group! We will fight until the last moment of our lives!

Please embrace life!

Please enjoy life!

-- National Propaganda of the Eastern Continental Alliance.

Almost all of the more than 2 billion human beings in the Eastern Continent have heard, watched, and learned of this terrible announcement.

They were cold, and their eyes were black.

They are creepy and scattered.

Humanity is about to perish!

Blue Star, the end is coming!

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The countdown to life is two hours and forty-nine minutes.

Prophet Meng and the seven starry sky people all gathered in the conference hall of the temporary emergency crisis in the Tang capital.

"The Southern Continent plate impacts, unless the myth Li Fangcheng makes a move, there is still a slight possibility, otherwise the Blue Star will inevitably be destroyed. A thunder starry man said urgently.

The majestic font of three days ago made them deeply understand.

The mythologist Li Fangcheng, who can rewrite and interfere with the celestial phenomena of the air layer with the power of one person, is not at all an existence that they can imagine.

Prophet Meng frowned:

"Ladies and gentlemen, interfering with the celestial phenomena only changes the celestial air layer, and the coverage area is only thousands of kilometers and kilometers, which is far less than the area of the southern continent when converted into an actual area. ”

"Interfering with the sky and air layer is not the same level as blocking a land plate! Even if Li Fangcheng can smash the land plate with a knife, the blue star will be completely destroyed by the aftermath of the oscillation!"

The Thunder Starry Sky Man shook his head: "All in all, the Myth One is the only hope for the Blue Star at the moment. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, the brainstorming discussion group has come to a conclusion!" a middle-aged man who looked like a secretary came in a panic.

"Say!" shouted the Prophet Meng.

The middle-aged man said in a trembling voice: "According to the analysis of the sea surface conditions such as the East Blue Sea, the movement of the land plate is definitely controlled by external forces!

"What external force?!" The Thunder Starry Sky Man's face stiffened, and he couldn't help but stand up and stare at the middle-aged secretary.

Controlling the Plate Land?

What a existence that must be!

The middle-aged man shivered.

Cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, and he was obviously extremely nervous: "No, I don't know! ”

"How is that possible!" the corners of Prophet Meng's eyes twitched, incredulous.

Is it?

A terrifying speculation surfaced in the mind of the prophet Meng, could it be Li Fangcheng's shot!

At this very moment.

A magnificent, clear and plain voice echoed in every inch of the blue star, rippling in everyone's ears and mind!

"I, Li Fangcheng. The land of the Southern Continental Plate is being moved, and the three continents of Blue Star will come together in contact. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, there is no need to panic. ”