MTL - Darkness is Coming-Chapter 758 Statue of the Holy Emperor

  After Wen Yan's huge body left the ground, the recoil on the ground when she took off actually made the ground feel a distinct shock, and the air flow changes caused by the supersonic ascent of the female giantess seemed to set off a sandstorm.

   After a long time, Wen Yan finally once again showed his true strength to sink the island with one punch in Mauritius!

In the face of the injured dragon, which was bombarded by surface-to-air missiles, Yang Xiaoqian still had to use continuous consumption methods to try to capture the dragon alive, while Wen Yan's way of capturing the dragon was much simpler and cruder. Seeing that she grabbed the dragon's tail with both hands and pulled it down, she pulled the dragon down from the sky!

The    giant dragon was furious and wanted to fight back, but found that Wen Yan had let go of his tail, and by pulling downwards, straddled its back.

  Humans can only stand on the top of the dragon's head or back when riding a giant dragon, just like a person standing on a plane, while Wen Yan rides on the back of the giant dragon in a giant posture, which is really like riding a horse.

It's just that now Wen Yan is obviously not interested in the giant dragon. Wen Yan rides on the back of the giant dragon and swings a fist that is more ferocious than missiles. , life and death do not know.

On the other hand, Wen Yan held the dragon's tail tightly, used the dragon as a weapon, and swept it wide open. Coupled with the fact that Wen Yan has always maintained supersonic maneuvering, the front end of the magic tide can no longer advance forward for a while, and even the illusion of a stagnation of the magic tide appears - of course the magic tide did not stop, but all the monsters rushing at the forefront became Dead bodies piled up at the front of the queue, so that from a high altitude, it looked like a wave had hit an invisible wall.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Yang Xiaoqian somehow thinks of Ji Heng, the first emperor of the millennium who built the Dagan Empire in the history of Earth No. 2. He was also a hero and emperor who died in a single battle against the tide of evil. How similar the warm words were.

"Cough, um..." Yang Xiaoqian cleared his throat to remove the itch in his throat, then looked around at the military representatives of the two countries present and said, "Since the mutants can keep their promises, we can't break the agreement and destroy our integrity. , get ready, next, it's time to see us."

  Why didn't Wen Yan show his shocking full strength right away when many high-level mutants died in battle? Because this is Wen Yan's last trump card, because she can't support this consumption.

It can be seen from Wen Yan's performance in Mauritius and the Battlefield of Dreams that if he wants to exert his full strength, Wen Yan cannot keep fighting for a long time. At this time, Wen Yan incarnates as a giant dragon, treats the giant dragon as a hammer, and intercepts it alone. The magic tide seems to be incomparably brave, but it is actually the end of the force, and it will not be long before it will be exhausted.

   As for Wen Yan's death, should he stand still and let the magic tide destroy the Shengyuan Empire? Yang Xiaoqian must admit that such a thought flashed through his mind, but it was only a flash.

   First of all, in the face of the current global crisis, it is extremely important to maintain your own integrity. Even if it is an agreement with the mutant, you must do what you say, in order to convince the people of the world that Huaxia is right.

  Secondly, Yang Xiaoqian is not in charge of this matter. Presumably, the order from the central government has been issued at this time, and even the precisely positioned missiles are flying on the predetermined track. Instead of making ugly faces, it is better to take the initiative.

   Yu Qian was surprised, but soon he saw the answer in Yang Xiaoqian's firm eyes, and nodded in agreement.

   "Yuanjiang people's revenge has been avenged, and now they owe each other, one yardage to another, since a promise has been made, it is natural to abide by it." After Yu Qian finished speaking, he put down the jug, got up and left.

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  Angel looked into the distance very nervously. She flew high enough that she could see Wen Yan fighting against the tide of magic. Although she already knew the ending, Angel still had a little bit of expectation and a bit of luck.

Although Angel's transformation ceremony was held by Lord Shengbai, after the initial enlightenment, Wen Yan stayed by Angel's side and taught her. For Angel, who is a saint, the human father who became a celebrity in the empire was not her. The relatives of her, only the warm words to her, her teacher and her father.

   Therefore, Angel was reluctant to accept the fact without seeing Wen Yan's death with her own eyes.

   However, the objective facts will not be changed by Angel's subjective will. Whether she accepts it or not, Wen Yan's gradual exhaustion is an unchangeable reality.

When the corpses of monsters under Wen Yan's feet gradually piled up into mountains, and when the body of the giant dragon, which was too hard to destroy, gradually shattered in the violent impact again and again, Wen Yan's movements became slower and slower, but despite her sluggishness, the magic tide But still not moving forward.

These monsters seem to be frightened. The corpses of the same or other monsters make them terrified. No matter their size, all monsters are retreating with fear. Those weaker monsters prefer to retreat and approach powerful monsters that may tear them apart at any time. Don't dare to move on.

   But fear doesn't last forever, especially after Wen Yan stops making any moves.

  Wen Yan put his hands on the sides of his legs, calmly looking down at the shredded corpse under his feet and the many monsters in front of him, his slightly narrowed eyes actually lost focus, as if he was remembering something.

On her toes, there was a deep and dead gray. Looking closely, it seemed like the crystals that had appeared outside Wen Yan after the World War I to protect Wen Yan, but the color was completely different. The dull gray seems to be able to devour the vitality of life.

As soon as the   grey appeared, it began to spread rapidly, and soon covered Wen Yan's feet, calves and knees.

  The monsters of the magic tide noticed this abnormal phenomenon, and they were about to move immediately, but after Wen Yan raised his right hand and pointed at them, they took a few steps back honestly.

   However, it seems that Wen Yan can no longer move his legs, nor can he change back into a human form, he can only stand in place like a nail and let the weird gray climb up.

   After half a moment, gray covered Wen Yan's body, and only one head remained with color.

  Wen Yan's eyes turned slightly, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of a black cloud flying in the sky, and at a higher place, there were still some flames falling rapidly.

   Humanity is not perfidious.

   The Shengyuan Empire has been held, and the future of the saints has also been held.

  Despite the obstacles ahead, there is hope.

  Wen Yan nodded in satisfaction, closed his eyes as if relieved, and enjoyed the last moment of peace.

   The giant that was as high as the city wall eventually turned into a gray colossus and was lifeless.

  Before the devastating explosion, a wisp of black mist fell on Wen Yan's shoulder, leaving behind a whisper.

   "I hope history will remember you, but it's better not to remember your race."