Sixteen hours after the big event.

The Earth is rotating, from west to east, without stopping. After 16 hours of dead silence, the media finally got instructions from their superiors.

Report, can only report, have to report. The Pacific Fleet is gone, the White House is flat, and the president's speech before his death has spread all over the world, and this matter cannot be covered up at all.

Since it is reported, it has to be said that the cause and effect, the time and the person.

So no matter how you report it, you can't get around a Black Death Emperor, and you can't get around those "Chosen One".

After the big event, the existence of the Chosen One is simply impossible to cover up and hide. The mutated white night did not leave the earth time to accommodate and digest new forces, reorganize and build a new order, and master the maintenance of a new balance, so the concept of the Chosen One spread all over the world with the decline of the United States, and it will inevitably explode the most profound contradictions with the old power, the old order, and the old balance in the most intense way. The death of the president, I am afraid, is only the beginning.

The sky is dawning in the East, and it is getting dark in America.

In the dark wilderness, a streamer of flames stretched. A terrifying sonic boom swept across the land like thunder, and the counter-current locomotive raced unscrupulously before the dark dawn. The flash of fire made its way through cities, villages, and even military bases in the wilderness, but no one would come to stop the heavily speeding locomotive.

As far as the eye can see, there is chaos. Beating, smashing, robbing, burning, and violent crimes are everywhere. The Black Death Emperor seriously shook the order of the United States, and the whole society fell into madness and madness, and the sound of gunfire was incessant. The country of freedom that everyone longs for fell from heaven to hell in an instant, and countless people have resentment, resentment of the president who launched the nuclear bomb, resentment of the Black Death Emperor who destroyed everything, resentment of everything that can be resented.

These resentments drive countless people to do things that they would not normally do, as if they don't even care about their own lives. But seeing the ever-expanding hellfire, the frenzied crowd will still stop all atrocities and flee in terror.

Because it is a majesty that cannot be offended even by the madness of the insanity.

In the flame-shrouded Hell locomotive, Jonathan sat in the back seat of the car, the body of the six-story dragon elephant barely withstanding the terrifying wind resistance. Yang Qi sat in the front seat, the throttle was screwed to the end, and his face was condensed as he looked at the road ahead that stretched infinitely in the night. The corners of his mouth were full of sinister energy, and the pressure of hell spread all the way with the speeding locomotive.

A few hours ago, the Eternal Night Group mobilized all its energy to pick up all the people who should be picked up. Including Li Yuncong, who was drifting with a board in the Pacific Ocean, and Luo Yuxi, who was trembling with his arms in Antarctica, they were all quickly located and quickly rescued. Not to mention, Yang Jin and others were sent out of the United States as soon as possible and arranged to receive treatment in the best hospital. Many of the dignitaries of those countries chose to follow the plane of the eternal night, instead of waiting for official channels.

At this moment, the official identity is not at all comparable to the banner of the top eight bosses of the new Heavenly List and the Queen of the Eternal Night. After getting on the plane, Yang Jin was immediately surrounded by dignitaries, and this ordinary people's teacher became familiar with high-ranking officials from various countries in an instant.

Su Muhua also followed, holding a delicate and plain porcelain jar in her hand, and inside the porcelain jar was Su Muqiong's ashes. There was no need for cremation at all, Su Muqiong burned all the essence of life and died, and was quietly left for nearly thirty years, and her remains turned into dust with a light touch. Su Muhua will go home with her sister's ashes, it's time for the wanderer to return to his roots.

Of course, there is one last thing.

"Strong ...... No, Xiuxiu. Having fully immersed herself in the memories of her aunt, Yang Qi did not turn her head, but said to Jonathan in a soft voice: "From today onwards, change your name back." ”

Jonathan shook his head: "No, let's call me Jonathan." The revenge of killing my mother is not shared, and before I avenge my mother, I have no face to use the name my mother gave me. ”

"It's fine. Yang Qi didn't force it, she just looked ahead, and her voice was resolute: "It's almost there." ”

A ride to the mountains, a ride to the water.

In the darkness, a magnificent mountain appeared in front of him. This is already the northern part of the Americas, and the cold ridges are full of coniferous forests, and the magnificent forest sea must be very beautiful on weekdays. And in the most beautiful part of this mountain, there is a magnificent and huge castle that has been moved out of a fairy tale.

This is where Jonathan remembers the "Son of Zade's Training Camp", where he spent his entire childhood. But compared to the bleak and gloomy childhood, what impressed him more was that this was the location of the "Sophia's Tomb".

At the insistence of the old priest, a mound was erected here for Su Muqiong. There is no epitaph engraved on the tombstone, only a wordless tomb quietly frozen in time, lying in an unknown corner. Even the vast majority of the people in this castle don't know whose grave it is.

Of course, the people here don't care. What they care about is how to firmly hold the thick thighs of the Chad family, how to keep up with the pace of the head of the family, and how to grab benefits in exchange for glory and wealth.

Today, they have to care about one more thing - their own lives.

In the darkness of the night, a piercing alarm was sounded as Yang Qi and Jonathan arrived at the gates of the castle manor. In the panic of running, the men shouted and neighed, and the guns of the automatic defense weapons were loaded, all aimed at the platinum-haired woman at the door. But Yang Qi never looked at them again, just like the Black Death Emperor ignored the American warship.

Yang Qi just stared deeply at the castle, and there was a vivid fragment in his memory that seemed to overlap with the building in front of him.

[If I could, I would like to build a castle on such a mountain, and then live there forever, and never pay attention to those annoying mundane things again......]

Everything Adamzad said that day is still in front of him, but when he looks at it now, it is so ironic. The castle in front of him is indeed very similar to Neuschwanstein Castle, and it seems that Zade is really fulfilling his promise that day. Placing Su Muqiong's well-dressed mound here, I really don't know what he thinks.

But Yang Qi suddenly laughed at this time, extremely mocking, extremely hateful, and extremely resolute: "Adam Zade, no matter how many means, how powerful, how clever the conspiracy, and how deep the background you have, it doesn't matter. You, your allies, your men, your servants, your lackeys, your ambitions, your dreams—everything you have, I will, one by one, be completely destroyed. ”

Crackling, Yang Qi took a deep breath, and her body suddenly swelled.

Explosive - save the sky!

superimposing

Collapse - broken glass!

A punch was punched, and he turned into Changhong. The front of the rainbow light ran through the huge castle complex, and in an instant, Yang Qi had already appeared in the back garden of the castle.

The noise of sirens suddenly froze, and the cacophony of voices was completely silent, as if everything was sealed in amber.

"God protect you, I will destroy the sky. ”

"God protects you, and I slaughter God. ”

"I and you, not to share the sky, not to die. ”

Click, the sound of breaking sounded and spread, and the huge castle suddenly burst like a punctured foam, collapsing into the finest dust behind Yang Qi.

The wind was fierce and blew the long hair. Yang Qi reverted to her figure and appeared in front of the wordless tomb, believing that even if it was a well-dressed mound, her aunt would definitely not want to stay in Zade's territory.

Two minutes later, Jonathan saw Yang Qi. Yang Qi was holding a set of clothes in her hand, a set of floral red jackets that were common in rural China thirty years ago.

"Let's go, brother. Yang Qi patted Jonathan on the shoulder: "The family should be neat, go home with me, recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors." ”

"Go home ......" Jonathan sighed in his heart.

Touching the red jacket, somehow, Jonathan suddenly remembered the red-haired strong woman in his heart. He didn't know why, but at this moment, he couldn't help but think about it.

I don't know where that Paphos is, I don't know if she's cured of her genetic defect.

—————————— Ball Dividing Line————————

Again, the darkless room, Pafez sat quietly.

In the light screen in front of her, a familiar reformer was reporting to her with an indifferent face: "General Ross is out of danger. "This transformed person is none other than Zhu Ming, who only has a face and a brain.

As early as when the Black Death Emperor flew into space, the Zad family had already received some news. Pafez decisively gave the order, and Ju Ming, who had been waiting outside the Pentagon, immediately turned on his full power, like a supercar with EFI on it, and directly broke into the heavily guarded Pentagon. While slashing bullets, he rushed at full speed, and in less than a minute, he rushed into the venue and found General Ross.

General Ross was confused, and he wanted to open his mouth to ask something. But Zhu Ming didn't say a word of nonsense, he grabbed him and ran.

There was a general kidnapped by an unknown figure in full view, and the Pentagon was about to explode. But the next moment, a palm force fell from the sky and completely flattened the Pentagon. None of those high-ranking military officials were spared, and they were killed by the Black Death Emperor. But General Ross, who was dragged out of the blow surface, survived and picked up a dog's life.

Of course, he was also seriously injured, but not because of the Black Death Emperor, but because Zhu Ming almost tore the old man apart when he pulled him to run at full speed. It took sixteen hours for the black technology of the Zade family to be rescued, and finally out of danger.

Zhu Ming was already a veritable body of steel, and even his voice was as cold as steel: "The control device has been implanted into his advanced nervous system, and he is now completely controlled." ”

"Good. Pafez, with an understatement, cut off the communication.

The room returned to a dull silence.

Pafez is waiting.

Sixteen hours earlier, Paphez had presented something to the Pantheon.

It was the head of Pagamenzadeh—with a big jiba on his head. Pagamemnon's skull was shriveled and twisted, and he was miserable in death, but the great giba was very spiritual, a wonder of the world, and even the well-informed Pantheon was dumbfounded. Naturally, the elders in the pantheon praised this, especially those who had been beaten by Pagamemnon's forehead, and praised Paphos.

Of course, the elimination of rebellion has merit.

But this credit is not as good as the second.

She presented the potion that completely cured the genetic breakdown, the one that was supposed to be given to her for herself. Through a more secret channel, the pantheon was bypassed, and the potion was presented directly to the highest point intact. Not even the words on the jar have changed.

She was connected by a black-clad emissary, who disappeared without saying a word after getting the thing, without communicating with Pafez. But the black silk messenger still looked at her more, and this messenger knew that the red-haired woman in front of him was about to rise to the top.

Since then, Pafez has been waiting.

Finally, she received the message.

[Pafez-Zade's meritorious service, promoted to the fourth in line to the throne, qualified for the Pantheon competition]

From sixteenth to fourth, a fly-by-the-top super boost. And that Pantheon competition qualification is not something casual, even higher than the status of the fourth heir, which means that she is qualified to become the real boss of the Zad family. Even if it is just a competitive qualification, it is also not to be underestimated, and the guarantee is also a feudal official.

But that's not what Pafez was waiting for, and these superficial things weren't worth her attention.

She was waiting for a secret decree, the highest secret order from the head of the Zad family. The secret purpose is a more important core task that is different from the ordinary heir in line.

The secret order was soon issued.

"I'll be in charge of Project Nature......" Pafez, destroying the secret order and standing up, knowing that she was one step closer to her target: "It's almost ......"

———————— dividing line of nature's plan————————

The streets are bleak, the men are down, and the silence is like a walking corpse.

The majestic body is now scrawny, and the once combative warrior is now just an empty shell without a soul. No one knows how he survived, not even himself. He just walked mechanically, gasping numbly, his mind blank.

The streets were in a hustle and bustle, and countless people were running to tell each other something, as if there was some news that shocked the world was being repeated and discussed in everyone's mouths, and it was simply full of people.

But for this walking dead man, none of this makes any sense.

Both the bystanders and himself felt that he was dead. Maybe one day, he'll suddenly collapse in a corner and rot there.

But today, he encountered something unexpected.

"My brothers and sisters, believe in nature and revere nature! Disobey the laws of nature, the only end is destruction! Come, join our 'Nature Conservancy', follow the guidance of nature, and uphold the laws of nature, so that the tragedy that has already happened will not be repeated!" A loud voice sounded in front, and a large crowd surrounded a man, listening to his preaching.

These have nothing to do with the big man on the walk, he just wants to slowly bypass this group of people and continue his journey to the end of his road.

But the preacher saw him at a glance, and saw this man whose soul was like death.

When the preacher came to Dahan, Dahan didn't raise his eyelids.

The preacher looked at the big man carefully, and suddenly said something in a gentle tone that was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Do you still have hatred in your heart?"

Hate?

This is the only word that Dahan has heard in his ears these days. Something suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his eyes moved dryly, and his eyes were focused on the preacher.

Then he nodded slightly.

Yes, of course there is, and it has been silted up to the point of burying him completely.

"Very well," said the preacher, with a blue spot on his left forehead, and a hint of hideousness on closer inspection. But on his face, there was a healing smile: "You and I are brothers, and we are fellow travelers." What's your name?"

Dahan thought about it for a long, long time before he finally remembered his name.

"Thunder...... Earthquake ......"

"Brother Lei Zhen, don't hesitate anymore. The preacher handed over a glass of water, the water was gentle and warm, and the man had a natural contagion: "The Nature Conservancy, welcome home." ”