Time flies too slowly, just twenty seconds, as if not a second can pass. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wu Ming knew that he was in a trance, but this brief calm was real.

Turmoil is undoubtedly brewing, for the final hour is coming, and the culmination of the sinner's means is at this time.

It would be an incredibly powerful explosion, enough to break through the precious artifacts left behind by the ancient powerhouses, thus sending the world towards a catastrophe and an incomparably dark abyss.

Everything around was shaking, and the buzzing sound coming from the eardrums seemed to prove it, as if it was announcing that tension had quietly appeared, and it was about to tie people's hands and feet, but it was Wu Ming's heart that did not shake.

Before everything happens, Wu Ming will be nervous, and after everything happens, maybe it will, but in everything that happens, Wu Ming will definitely not!

Facing everything that will happen, Wu Ming has already learned.

Fate wants him to be pessimistic, and he accepts it; To make him weary, he confesses; Let him bow down and be a vassal......

He rose up and resisted!

Fate never gave him a chance to escape.

Fate is like a turbid current, wrapped in decay and fishy stench, with irreversible momentum, leveling the magnificence of the mountains, eroding the splendor of the plains, making all living beings tremble in humility and drift with the tide in helplessness. However, there is such a small mayfly, which spreads its wings and swims against the current with ridiculous wishful thoughts.

It wants to find the source of the filth and destroy the source of the filth!

It was not self-sufficient, but its struggling flight drew a response, one, two, many...... The thin, brittle wings were all flapping and staggering, but they were all pointing in the same direction.

Wu Ming couldn't believe that since he returned to this world, it was only a short year, and so many partners would appear by his side. They are full of blood, no matter the cost. Do your best.

Recalling the entire rescue process, Wu Ming suddenly understood the true intentions of the blind man.

Furukawa has been procrastinating. This situation is exactly what the ridiculous guy wants.

Furukawa definitely didn't want to sacrifice cloves, as he himself said. It's not yet time for anyone to die—no one can die until the real decisive battle comes.

What he wanted was a decisive battle.

Rather than being watched secretly by the vicious and cruel Kiatas, it is better to lure them over while they still have the strength to fight. Eliminate it in one fell swoop, and the future troubles will be eliminated from then on.

Cracking the code door was not a problem at all, and even if Furukawa used a stupid method, there was always enough time to try it one by one. But the guy has been standing by and watching, hoping that he will not have time to think deeply after he arrives, and in order to save Lilac, he can only be at the mercy of others. What's more, how could Marven, who has always been rigorous, ignore such an important communication, that guy should have been instructed by Furukawa a long time ago and deliberately turned a blind eye to the information that was transmitted. Because he knew that the password door must have been opened, and it was even possible that he had secretly told Furukawa the password a long time ago.

The descendants of these two Axis members are simply a bunch of militants!

They had been preparing for that battle, intending to do it all at once. Marven's devilish armament, and everyone else, did their best to improve their strength, just to fight to the death against the Chiatas.

Was that the right decision?

If it was placed a few minutes ago, Wu Ming would never have been able to agree, but now, he had figured it out - escape is definitely not a way out, and the foreshadowing of the disaster has been buried for thousands of years. Maybe this time it can be buried in the soil again, but it will inevitably look for an opportunity to break through the ground, maybe decades, centuries. Or even thousands of years. It is definitely a very unoptimistic gamble to pin our hopes on the unforeseeable future, on the fact that humanity at that time can reverse the backwardness of science and technology, and on the fact that the heroes at that time will be even stronger.

So, face that destiny and shatter that destiny. With hard work, with all our strength, with full of blood!

The singularity has not yet arrived, and the trend of time and space has not yet been reversed, but it is foreseeable that humanity, which is fully prepared to fight a powerful enemy, has no better chance to rewrite the tragic fate of that fait accompli.

Thinking about it now, Wu Ming felt very lucky, because he had returned to this era of stormy times at the right time, and was able to stand up with these legendary heroes and shoulder to shoulder to meet that challenge, instead of going back to a hundred years ago as planned, creating a bloody catastrophe as a conspirator, and then spreading his hands and closing his eyes, speculating on how the descendants would overcome that catastrophe a hundred years later.

Now, the situation is completely different.

Wu Ming has entered a new history, and will also create a new history, as long as he musters up courage, strengthens confidence, does not evade, does not retreat, the tragic disaster that has occurred will only exist in the broken time and space, and the real future will be reborn after the bloody war!

Time is ticking by second, seemingly slow, but unstoppable.

His vision was still blurry, but Wu Ming's consciousness was no longer in a trance. He thought through and saw more clearly. The method offered by Furukawa is the only way out. It was a tragic way out, full of hardships and dangers, and it was bound to pay an incomparably heavy price, but it was a blood-boiling way out, worth investing your life and trying your best.

It's about to start, just like Furukawa expected, break the chaotic energy blockade, break the ice-like glass wall!

The red ghost was already bright red, like a ball of martyr's blood, condensing determination and fighting spirit.

Wu Ming never felt that the old man was a living thing, because he couldn't communicate and express, and could only execute orders mechanically. But Holly was right to remind him that the red ghost is a product of the soul, he has his own thoughts, and his own likes and dislikes, although most of the time, he only roars and destroys to vent his anger, but that is also proof of his life. If you borrow Holly's perspective, Wu Ming feels that he can redefine his old buddy - he is like an old-fashioned and weird hot-blooded young man, seemingly indifferent and unsmiling, but when the real crisis comes, he will not look back.

Just like now, the red ghost is ready to exert his might, even if the opponent in front of him is so powerful that it makes his heart palpitate, he is not afraid, his face does not change, and he faces the impending danger with an attitude of fighting to the death.

The heavy water was stirring restlessly, and almost every molecule was emitting a strange light. The powerful energy collided with each other, doubling the pressure of the surrounding water, and Wu Ming seemed to hear that his bones were making a strange noise, but the feeling of pain had already been forcibly excluded from his body, as if he was a lifeless hard rock at all.

The time is coming, and the two energies in the connection are approaching their maximum strength, and those energy beams that were originally impossible to see have also appeared, like thick ropes, flashing with five-colored spots of light in each other. Right in front of the red ghost, the energy noise was clearly visible, as if the mischievous elf was blinking its hairy eyes, indicating that the key to open the door to the treasure house was actually hidden there.

Wu Ming must also be prepared.

The big exam is coming, and the old guy of the red ghost will be desperate to create the best conditions for taking the exam, and Wu Ming himself must not stumble at this time, so that all his previous efforts will be in vain.

Gripping the dagger firmly, tensing his muscles, and using his flesh and blood to catch the violent turbulence, Wu Ming firmly believed that he could definitely do it!

The second hand in my head continued to beat: ten, nine, eight......

The angry roar seemed to be ringing in his ears, probably because the water pressure was too strong, which made Wu Ming's senses confused, but he ignored it, still holding the dagger tightly, and focused on the faint energy point three or five meters away.

The light in the water is even more chaotic, as if thousands of silver snakes are fighting and chasing, and it seems that countless ghosts and ghosts are constantly circling through, and the agitation of energy is approaching its peak, making the surrounding environment worse and worse, and everywhere is full of unpredictable factors.

Wu Ming didn't pay attention to it, even if the earth reached the end of reincarnation at this moment, he no longer cared, and there was only one thought in his mind, which was to smoothly stab the dagger in his hand and stab it fiercely into the target several meters away.

It's coming, it's coming!

The second hand was about to reach zero, and the surroundings began to tremble violently, as if the long-dormant mountain fire had finally accumulated enough energy to erupt all the firepower at this moment, and the advance troops that erupted violently were beams of energy, like a sharp and heavy invisible leather whip, whipping at the red head of the red ghost, and whipping at Wu Ming's body that had long been unconscious.

The red ghost roared, and Wu Ming could hear the voice of the old man, but he could feel his anger soaring to the sky. He wants to attack, he wants to take the initiative to attack in the way he knows best, and he wants to make everything that stands in his way collapse!

Now is the time!

Wu Ming withdrew the tightened reins in his mind, and instantly transmitted the command to attack to the red ghost-

Go, wild horses! Go, Wrathful Star!

In an instant, a bright red light rose, overshadowing all the strange lights. The powerful shock wave formed waves of blood, focusing on the attack of the red ghosts, rushing in all directions, rushing towards the sky, and the sky shook, as if everything would be destroyed in the next second, and the whole world would disappear.

Under the precise bombardment of the red ghost, the two unbreakable energy forces cooperated, and finally showed a broken mark, and Wu Ming could clearly feel that those originally inseparable energy bundles were constantly being withdrawn, and then quickly shrunk back into the main body. The resulting stream of energy whipped in a haphazard manner, almost unbearable. But Wu Ming had to endure it, because he knew very well that when the outer defense system was completely withdrawn, the energy intersection inside the glass cover would inevitably explode completely due to the loss of outer protection, and the result might even cause the cloves to burst like a bomb.

Wu Ming must make a move!

Before the outbreak arrives, he must accurately stab the dagger in his hand at the target. (To be continued.) )