In the world, on the island shrouded in black fog, Ida Jinglong's eyes flashed with a touch of determination, and then there was freedom and relief, and finally a thousand thoughts turned into combat intent!

He's been waiting for this day for too long!

As a swordsman, Ida Jinglong was ready to die a long time ago. Death is not terrible, it is terrible to not be able to fulfill your long-cherished wish before death!

As the guardian of the plane, the mission of Jinglong is to protect this plane, as well as the creatures in the plane, and to kill everything when the situation is irretrievable, give the creatures of this plane a decent funeral, and protect people's last dignity!

But this is not the wish of Jing Tian Jing Long, Jing Tian Jing Long is extremely clear about his own heart, he is a swordsman, a swordsman who walks the world with a sword, acts chivalrous and righteous, and hone his swordsmanship!

If you want to choose a funeral for yourself, Ida Jinglong will choose his own funeral as a wonderful deathmatch!

And now, it's time for a deathmatch!

The sword that had been inserted into the ground for hundreds of years, the long sword called the Jinglong Sword was pulled up violently!

Like a roar, like a whale roar -

The strange sound was like a trumpet, announcing the awakening of the indescribable destruction of the slumber (suppressed), countless tentacles poked out of the abyssal black hole, and the darkness was released with a loud humming sound.

The originally slowly spreading black fog began to expand wildly in an instant, the black fog of the main plane began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the TPC that had already made a similar plan for an instant action, the highest technology of human civilization began to aim at the black fog - the electromagnetic demon cannon spit out blue energy balls, the double-barreled particle cannon projected particle bullets far beyond the rate of fire of Gauss sniper rifles, the global nuclear arsenal was activated almost at the same time, and tens of thousands of missiles loaded with nuclear warheads fell, and this was only the first wave of offensive!

But it's completely useless.

Even if a fourth-order intermediate demon king resisted hard, he would be extremely embarrassed and fall into the black mist, like drops of raindrops falling into the sea, which could only set off a slight wave, and in addition, it was difficult to even splash a wave.

The power of human beings seems incomparably small at this moment.

Human efforts seem ridiculous at this moment.

Human weapons instantly lose their effect after encountering the black fog, the black fog carries a very special power, this power is different from the corruption and petrification embodied in the body of the well field and the dragon, this power has a unique malice towards human beings, human civilization, and even the principle of civilization, the more advanced the product of human civilization encounters the black fog, the more miserable the end.

In other words, the resistance of human beings at this time, the painstaking efforts of human beings, the countless scientists who burned their lives just to advance the progress of research even a little, and the efforts made by human beings to survive seem so ridiculous, ridiculous, and pathetic in front of the indescribable!

Click.

As if something was broken.

So what is it?

It is the faith of countless human beings and the principle of civilization!

The reason why the principle of civilization is called 'reason' is because this is the reason of civilization, a plane, and the record of civilization evolved by intelligent beings in this plane. When the intelligent beings of this world no longer believe in their own civilization and their own knowledge, the reality of their minds begins to shatter, they begin to doubt, and gradually become disgusted with their own civilization

Then the principle of civilization is that there is only a broken road!

The principle of civilization that comes first, and the intelligent life that comes later.

If there is no civilization to determine the universal constant, it is impossible for intelligent life to be born in this plane. However, intelligent life is an important factor in promoting the development of the principle of civilization, if the natural constant of the principle of civilization is compared to a drawing, then intelligent life is the key to constituting the physical object and making this creation go further!

The way of heaven is dead, and humanity should stand.

People are the most important wealth of a plane.

When the people in the plane of resentment begin to despair, they begin to stop believing in this world, they begin to stop believing in all that human civilization has created, they begin to question, they begin to doubt, they begin to abandon. Then the principle of civilization in this plane began to shatter, and if someone preached it at this moment, began to distort, and told the world the great power of the source of the curse, and transmitted these images to more human beings, then the source of the curse will become back to replace the original civilization principle, and completely master this plane.

"The Lord's seal has been opened!"

"The Lord has descended on this plane!"

In an abandoned building on the shore, 'people' in brown robes gather together, and they exchange views of the battle that has just begun on the other side of the world.

They are separated from the entire world, but they seem to know the whole process of human beings fighting the unspeakable.

Together, they spoke a language that was definitely not something that humans could grasp, and it was impossible for human organs to make such a sound, and the tone was like a sharp insect chirp, but there was an indescribable sense of thickness, and just listening to it made me feel that the tentacles of an octopus were constantly moving on my skin

"No, the power of the Lord is choked. It's not time yet, the Lord is not their opponent," the brown-robed man at the head of the man said in this language: "I didn't expect that group of people back then to come back. It doesn't matter, they'll be gone sooner or later. When they are gone, the Most High Lord will come down to this plane and give us eternal life."

The brown robed man at the head shook his head slowly, and the group of brown robes behind him suddenly used the sound that can only be produced by non-human vocal organs, and bursts of sharp explosions erupted in the abandoned building, and many brown robed people were extremely dissatisfied with this sentence.

"How could the Lord not be their opponent! The original group of people was just a group of mortals who had mastered a little bit of extraordinary power, and they were not even qualified to witness the majesty of the Lord! ”

"We've been waiting too long! The Lord is bound to come into the world! ”

"Nope! No! No! Host! Why is the power of the Great Lord contained! That's impossible! ”

Chaotic and frantic whispers erupted at a very high frequency, and the abandoned buildings fell into dust in the eerie sound of the shock, and they roared and roared, watching as the black fog began to slow down from its previous rapid expansion, and finally began to stagnate, and even began to fade

"Launch a nuclear bomb! Launch a nuclear bomb to destroy the will of those mortals! ”

"Fool, this must be the Guardian of the Plane! Kill him! Kill him and everything is settled! ”

The leader of the brown-robed people 'looked' at the black mist that was gradually routing, and said, "Open the gate of the kingdom of God." ”

The frantically screaming brown robed men froze in their frenzy, as if their leader had uttered something terrifying that had drawn their attention away at once.

"No, you can't!"

The brown-robed leader fell on deaf ears, and slowly removed the hood that concealed his appearance, revealing a mediocre head, a nose, two eyes, a mouth, two ears, and a head of black hair.

The other brown-robed people screamed and tried to escape, or wings, or black mist, or liquefaction released one after another, the leader wrinkled the muscles of his eyes, and countless overlapping tiny tentacles crawled out of his black hole-like pupils and clinged to his face, quietly watching them scream and flee into the altar of the gate of the kingdom of God, and find a place for himself.

'The Lord will come. ’

(End of chapter)