Suddenly, the sea seemed to go wild, and the waves were raging and tumbling onto land————

The end of the world is really coming!

Countless fragments of bricks float on the water, spilling inland with the waves of the sea. All over the world, almost except for the Central Plains and the Eurasian continent, which are protected by formations and topography, the rest are invaded and occupied by seawater, like a no-man's land, as if the earth is completely turned into an ocean!

......

"Sir, the sea is coming, get out of here with us!" the U.S. helicopter team called out as they threw their lifelines at Bryden.

Bryden looked around, calmly at the scientists, and said, "Go away, the water is coming." ”

"Sir, you ......"

"Let's go. Brydon waved at them, "Let's go, young man." You've done enough for America that you don't have to die with my old bones. May God bless you all. ”

Some of the researchers who "...... us" have begun to sobble quietly.

"Get out of here, in less than 5 minutes the water will flood this place and turn it into an ocean. He looked away, looking into the distance. Knowing that he is about to pass away, but he still has a trace of nostalgia for this world, maybe he is still reluctant.

The death of a loved one, the parting of a close friend, the death of a lover, he has experienced too much, and he has tasted the five flavors of the world, so he should be content.

The mood of the group of scientific researchers also became heavy, as if they had been filled with lead, and their bodies did not dare to move a step.

After a moment of silence, they bowed deeply to Brydon as agreed.

Brydon didn't look back, but waved his hand at them as if he had seen it, and said his final goodbye to them.

One by one, they climbed up. The hatch closes and the plane leaves. In its place, Brydon was left alone. At this moment, Brydon was alone in the cold wind, like an iron statue, motionless. He was a hero, a real hero.

As the helicopter drifted away, Brydon slowly spat out a word, his voice extremely small.

"All the way, with a good wind. ”

......

"Shit!damn it!" In the middle of the sea, the sudden churning water caught Qing Zhun and them off guard. He tried to adjust the balance of the ship, but the effect was extremely minimal.

"My Maya!" On the deck, with a "poof", Qingkou stumbled and fell, and the tea was spilled on the ground.

Ouyang Luo hugged his son tightly, and grabbed the railing with his other hand, so as not to fall like Qingkou and gnaw.

"Hey, what is that dark shadow?" Ouyang Ning grabbed the railing and got up, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance, suddenly taken aback.

"Which one?" Qing Zhun asked with a lot of effort to balance the ship a little, sweating profusely.

Qing Kou barely raised his head, but his eyes widened suddenly: "That thing...... It's huge!"

In the distance of the murky sea, there was a blurred, huge black shadow. It is motionless, but chilling. The whole black shadow shrouded the "heavenly ship", obscured the moonlight, and stood on the surface of the sea, like a killing god of death, the prey of its fancies, no one could escape its clutches.

Qing Zhun finally saw it clearly, and said tremblingly, "It's ...... It's gluttonous!"

"Gluttony?"

"Quick, let's go!"

Qing Zhun tried his best to turn around, but the "Sky Ship" was like a headless fly, turning around almost only in place.

Finally, "it" opened its bloody mouth and let out a heart-rending trombone! The sea suddenly became a huge wave, setting off a column of water thousands of feet high!

"Damn it!"

Qing Kou gritted his teeth and took out a golden rune paper: "It's up to you-"

"Nine-foot Xuanyang Fu!