"Do you have any dreams?"

"What?"

"Do you have any dreams?"

Halfway through the trip. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

One night, Su Junyan and Adam sat in the car together and looked up at the starry sky.

Adam asked suddenly.

"Yes. Su Junyan felt inexplicable, but he still replied, he thought about it and said, "A lot." ”

There are indeed a lot of them.

His dreams, his desire to go further with Olivia, his desire to kill that man, his desire to do many, many other things.

"I don't have dreams. Adam replied to Su Junyan as if talking to himself.

"You're not...... Do you want to go to a lot of places?" Su Junyan was surprised, he saw that Adam was so addicted to the "Continental Minutes", and thought that he wanted to go to many places.

"Before, I did think about it. Adam shook his head and said, "Let me see your eyes." ”

"What?" Su Junyan was puzzled, there were too many things he didn't understand tonight.

And when he was surprised, he had already seen Adam's eyes.

That night, he dreamed again.

In my dream, I dreamed that I had gone to a river bank full of paulownia trees, as if it was the legendary phoenix forest.

When he hesitated, it was a large group of phoenixes, rising into the sky.

He woke up.

He had this dream for many days afterward.

Although he suspected that it all had something to do with Adam, he didn't ask.

Adam didn't say anything either.

As usual, he was immersed in the book called "Continental Minutes" and did not speak to anyone.

It seems that his time is running out, and he must hurry up and remember what is enough in this world for him to be nostalgic.

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The time finally came to the last day.

The meaning of the last day is that the distance to Amster is getting closer and closer.

According to Su Junyan's judgment, Li Bamo drove for about half a day to see the city wall of Amst.

The day seemed to be no different from the previous days, and everyone got up as usual and did their own thing.

Li Bamo was driving, Atst was following behind, Adam was reading his "Continental Minutes", and Su Junyan was in a daze.

The only difference is, presumably.

The dream he had last night was different from usual.

Time passed little by little, and the sun slowly rose to midheaven.

It's getting closer and closer to the final moment, maybe ten minutes later, maybe the next moment.

Amst was about to appear in front of everyone.

That moment was also the moment when the hunt finally closed.

Everything will explode at that moment.

Come to an end.

"Maybe it's going to be a little bumpy, but you're going to have to sit tight. "Li Bamo is a martial artist who has already approached that door, and his natural sense of touch is extremely sensitive.

For the upcoming decisive battle, I have already smelled the breath.

In the distance, Su Junyan squinted his eyes, and he could vaguely see several black figures looming in the sky.

He knew that those were the highest-level martial arts of the Demon Seed.

The focus of this battle.

Another five minutes passed.

Li Bamo's speed was increased to the fastest in vain, and without any scruples, he rushed wildly.

It was also at that moment that Su Junyan finally saw Amst, the last fortress on the east coast of mankind.

In the distance, the horizon was already full of military formations.

A whole row of high-level demonic power weapons formed the most terrifying front, blocking the way of the demon seed.

Three thousand yards.

It's close.

Su Junyan could already see the insignia on the Magic Power Armament in the front row, which was the Silver Dawn Special Service Team of the Central Military Department.

Leading the way was Odysseus, and his Lonetanst.

Behind it is the Third Legion, known as the strongest army of the Federation.

Two thousand yards.

Su Junyan could already see those magicians, who were standing behind the Federation troops, their foreheads or the backs of their hands were gradually shining with brilliant spell casting patterns.

The lowest order may also be about the fifth order.

This should be the strongest combat force of the Magician Warlock Association, and I don't know how many magicians from the whole Federation have been called on to participate in the war.

This shows the determination of the Federation.

Absolutely not, let a demon seed out of the realm of mankind.

It is about the honor of mankind and the rise and fall of the entire human race.

Because, these demon seeds carry the terrifying demon seed ancestor, as well as the key items of the resurrection demon seed saint Augustine.

Absolutely, they can't be let out.

A thousand yards.

Relative to the seriousness of human beings.

The side of the demon seed seems to be completely alone.

On the bright side, at least, there are only two broken magic locomotives.

Other than that, nothing.

Two magically powered locomotives, broken to the extreme, rushed desperately towards the human coalition of mountains on the vast plains.

That feeling is actually a bit of the loneliness and heroism of the hero's end.

Five hundred yards.

It was already completely within range.

"Ready!" in the internal combat communication channel of humanity.

The commanders all prompted the units to prepare.

Whether it was the magic power gun, or the magic power main gun on the magic power armament, they were already aimed at the two locomotives.

And the Warlock.

A huge spell is brewing.

Three hundred yards.

Absolute moment of death.

Everyone held their breath.

Just wait, the final encounter.

One hundred yards.

The Magic Power Armament caused the engine to roar violently due to the over-charging of the main cannon, which constantly reverberated in the air.

Fifty yards.

"Launch!"

"Launch!"

"Launch!"

Roared with incredible force.

Firearms, cannons, spells.

Roar and roar together.

The whole world is calm, the sky is calm, the ground is calm.

All at that moment, obscured by the blinding light produced by the excessively fluctuating energy.

Including those two broken magic locomotives.

Just, the next moment.

No, as imagined, the locomotive was completely torn to shreds.

Rest.

Voiceless.

The light of the guns, the main guns, and the spells was blocked by an invisible curtain of light before it was about to penetrate the two magic locomotives.

At the same time, the few figures that had loomed in the sky before became completely visible.

The Sanctuary of the Seed.

The Godfather, Hohenheim Didorahi.

The Seven Deadly Sins.

The Thirteen Apostles.

Also, the strong, the West Gate Night Tower.

The time of Armageddon has arrived.

"Alright, the Holy Flare will take most of Hohenheim's attention, it's our turn. "In the shadows, the strong men of humanity are ready to attack.

This is the moment they were waiting for.

Who is the prey.

Who are the hunters.

Coming soon.

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Ask for recommendations and collections.

I eat spicy food.

For the sake of me basically not breaking the change, everyone can also take a walk when they give tips.