MTL - When Does This World Have a Blood Bar Displayed?-Chapter 545 other options

  Chapter 545 Another choice

  Dreams are the continuation of reality.

  Reality is the end of dreams.

  —"The so-called miracle is only valuable if it really happens."

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  The so-called disaster, in fact, did not strike suddenly by accident.

It is that there are omens and warnings in advance, but it is a pity that not everyone can perceive this... It is like all the cliché disaster movies unfolding. After the preheating of the omens, the huge Disasters began to follow one after another in a way that is extremely familiar to human beings.

  The four winds of the sky rise sharply and blow over the sea...

  The sea and the earth are transpiring, and the sky and the earth are shaking violently...

  Earthquakes, hurricanes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, these extreme climate and natural disasters have begun to erupt in huge numbers around the world with unimaginable frequency...

  The only difference and contrast is—

  In movies, there are often heroic protagonists who can save the world with great wisdom and courage, turn the tide, and help the building to collapse...

Even during this process, other people, including various official forces, are often positioned as pig teammates. Not only can they not help, but they will also step on the accelerator on the road of death, burden, and hindrance, desperately dragging The protagonist, forcing him to embark on the path of a lone hero...

   But the reality is not the case.

Because the official has made a decisive and wise choice at the first time, and tried their best to solve the problem... All the heroes also took action, from the gods to the devil, to the transcendents in the realm of immortality, all in Contribute wisdom and strength.

   Those who are suitable for making suggestions and suggestions, those who can take action, go to fight. Even if they used to be enemies of each other, they have to work together to save themselves at this time.

  —However, it still seems so powerless.

  —As if it has indeed reached the time of the bad kalpa, the number of days is irreversible.

  This is really a cruel fact. It seems that there is no power in this world that can contain all this. This is true whether it is for the real side or the mysterious side.

  If only these most familiar and common natural disasters appeared, it would not be enough to push the whole world into a desperate situation, and it would almost make the star's humanity collapse. Because relying on the power of the gods, these can be easily avoided, not to mention the disasters in the planet, even the invasion of aliens.

  After all, there are cosmic beings who come from UFOs, and they come from the IF line that was finally converted by Buddhism.

However-

This is the decision of the gods beyond the heavens, it is the crisis of convergence of parallel worlds and multiple time-space lines, it is the impact of dimensionality reduction caused by the advent of myths, alien invasions, etc... Even the gods can hardly protect themselves, because it is shaken A catastrophe in which the heavens, the earth and the stars will be destroyed together with the gods.

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   Indian Ocean.

  The fierce gust of wind howled, accompanied by thunderous roars, thousands of miles of sea and territory were surging, sweeping up monstrous waves and flood peaks.

At first glance, the boundless sea has been completely dyed black... But it's not because of the rolling lead clouds hanging down, the crazy storm shrouding, and the dense rain covering the light between the sky and the earth, At least not entirely for this reason.

The sea water seems to have turned into thick black mud, constantly rolling and rolling under the power of the tide, and the tide of chaos releases extremely terrifying waves of primitive magic power. This is the result of the true ether cycle of the earth's genesis. It is primitive, ancient, and mysterious. And powerful, with incomparable invasiveness...

  After all, this black sea of ​​life, in its essence, is the beginning of the birth of the ecological tree, the original soil that creates the world.

only…

  No matter how important this origin was for the emergence of life, it has become a proper and highly toxic for the existing ecosystem.

This is also a matter of course... Now that the ecological system has been established, the primordial sea that may create the "next world" seems too dangerous, unless you want to mix the next foundation with the hard-won foundation , destroying the original architectural design.

  The original magic power seemed to be released in an infinite amount, making the entire Indian Ocean seem like the heart of the planet.

   With every beating, the atmosphere and ocean currents will set off a terrifying storm, and the most terrifying storm and thunder in history are brewing on the sea! Every turbulence between the sea and the sky is a breath of the storm. The immeasurable hurricane blows outwards, setting off huge waves and flood peaks like mountains, as if the void is shattered, and the land is flat and sinking!

"drink-!"

  Amidst a low and penetrating loud shout, the huge light that opened up the world flashed!

More violent than the dazzling and roaring thunder, this flash of light like a huge laser swept across, like a red-hot knife cutting into solidified butter, easily, quickly and without resistance. The lead clouds rolled away to both sides like Moses dividing the sea.

  The clear moonlight casts down from the gap behind the clouds—

   Shining on the sea that was as thick as ink, it briefly lit up this oppressive and suffocating dark world.

On the surface of the sea and in the storm, locusts squirmed like locusts, and the swarming monsters made sharp screams. For a moment, I don't know how many were killed, and tons of blood and water mixed with corpses before they fell. Into the black mud in the sea, it has already been swept up into the sky by the storm that swept again!

  The storm is loud and loud, and there is a doomsday apocalypse that wants to tear the entire planet apart, still screaming mournfully.

  It was mixed with a more intense smell of blood.

   "It's too foul, no matter how much you kill, you can't finish it..."

Even the King of Swords, whose mind is only about fighting, couldn't help muttering at this moment, his expression becoming stiff and helpless... Very rare, the first time Salvatore Toni gave birth to a baby during a battle. The psychological idea of ​​wanting to show up.

Too much…

   There are really too many...

In the past, he always felt that the fighting was not enjoyable enough, and it was not smooth enough. After all, mortal things could not fight against the demon king who surpassed the realm of human beings, and encountering gods was not a common thing, so as a way to deal with things other than fighting It is understandable that he always feels that he is not having enough fun for the real "warrior" who is basically not interested.

   But this time...

  The number of these monsters is hundreds of millions.

  Individual strength is not strong, but it is not weak, let alone ordinary people, magicians or knights who are not beginners may not be as good as their individual qualities...

  Although this is nothing more than roadside weeds to the existence of God's Domain level, it can be pulled out at will...However, how can it be killed? Even if it is to use power to endlessly indiscriminately slaughter, even if it relies on inexplicably powerful vitality and rage, it can maintain a highly efficient killing storm without sleep...

   Now, the king of swords is inevitably close to the end of his battle.

  God-level spell power, after all, has a limit, and there is no way to be truly endless. Moreover, the continuous activation and use of power will also put a load on the godslayer's body. Tony's mind is a little dizzy, a blur, subconsciously thinking about how many days he has been fighting here.

  Five days or six days... or seven days?

I can’t remember clearly. After all, there is no day and no night. It’s just mechanically and repeatedly mobilizing the power, swinging the magic sword to cut open the sky, cut the sea, and kill those who dare The monsters that crossed the line repelled the surging waves again and again...

  Before he knew it, Tony also felt extremely tired.

He panted slightly, looked at the monsters swarming up again, raised the magic sword in his hand, and sang the words again loudly: "I swear here, I will never allow anything I can't cut Things exist, this sword is the invincible edge that can cut through everything on the ground!"

  Go on go on go on...

  He sighed, thinking so bitterly.

  With a flash of power, the magic sword killed all the monsters within sight, bursting out with murderous intent soaring to the sky. Wherever it passed, even the sea was separated, and the turbid waves in the thousands of miles of sea area were overwhelming.

The strength of the power, the upper limit of the spell power, all of these have been greatly strengthened under the new covenant. Tony did not expect that he could achieve this step and block this side with his own strength. Direction, so that the tide of chaos cannot cross the border and completely infect the entire Indian Ocean.

   There are also people from other directions, like the martial arts king from the east just killing people at the other end of the ocean...

  The Black Prince is trying to maximize his power and centralize the sea into a maze, creating a home court advantage...

  The old wolf is also doing his best to use his ability to manipulate storms to curb the spread of storms and thunder disasters in the Indian Ocean...

   It is also relying on the joint blockade of the only few demon kings in the world today that can forcibly suppress the expansion trend of the tide of chaos and prevent it from spreading.

   "Hurry up, hurry up, I really can't hold it anymore..."

The arm with all the blood and flesh turned into silver hangs down, and the majestic mantra driven by the power is still wrapped around it. Tony panted slightly, and his steel-like body felt heavy and tired. The corners of his eyes twitched and looked at the The storm that had just been separated, and the wave of monsters that had been slain, swarmed in again.

   Ah, **** it, I really don’t want to fight anymore...

  Has the general attack over there been launched?

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  In the middle of the Indian Ocean, at an altitude of about a kilometer above.

  A high-tech orbiter is quietly hovering above.

   Above the orbiter, everyone overlooked the huge vortex below, which seemed to be a deep **** leading to the depths of the ocean, and the atmosphere was particularly silent and depressing. Even though the aircraft's own shield and mysterious interference field are still functioning well, it is still a civilian version...

  Yes, it is indeed a civilian version.

The orbiter that can only move within the galaxy and shuttle through the atmosphere of the planet is produced according to civilian standards. Otherwise, a certain witcher girl would not have the same idea, and directly opened the ship in the spaceport and went out ...Although, if she could do it again, she would definitely apply for a starship!

   It would be nice to have a Starfleet here!

   Now the confidence must be much more abundant!

  Thinking of this, Miss Hearie couldn't help curling her lips as if feeling sorry for herself. It was really unwise to think of convenience at the beginning.

   "The essence of the so-called covenant law..."

   "Actually, it is the same power as the history correction power..."

   "In order to correct the irregularities and perfect the proper history of the hero annihilating all the demon kings, a temporary support system for heroes can give heroes with the attribute of the sword the privilege of annihilating the demon kings..."

  Finally, she opened her mouth to break the silence. The princess with glazed eyes spoke seriously to Miss Brave, her tone seemed extremely dignified and cautious.

"From the beginning to the end of the universe, let the things that should exist continue to weave the correct historical thread... It is for this reason that the power of fate will intervene in those fallacies that must be corrected, and the situation that needs to be corrected The more serious it is, the stronger the power of giving."

"This is also the reason why the strength of the last king is directly proportional to the number of godslayers. As long as there are godslayers in the world, the king will be resurrected infinitely, and the more the number of godslayers, the more power the king possesses." The stronger it is, this is the power of destiny possessed by the hero who wiped out the Demon King..."

   Speaking of this, Princess Liulitong paused for a moment, and sighed softly: "It's just that the burden on the king will be even greater."

"I understand…"

  The long silver hair was shining brightly, and a phantom of wings seemed to appear behind her. Emilia, who seemed unprecedentedly noble and powerful, nodded slightly and said softly. Now that she has successfully inherited the fate of "The Hero Who Destroys the Demon King", she naturally understands how terrifying blessings she has received now.

   It means the howling wind outside, the sound of heaven and earth, the heat of the earth and ocean transpiring...

   This end-of-the-world situation may not be without her current strength.

  The existence of the King of the End is like this. As long as he stays on the ground, many things and lives will come to an end. That excessive power is such a double-edged sword... If it is added with the Divine Saber of Salvation, it will be even more excessive. It will cause wear and tear on the king, and the body that should be immortal will also collapse.

   "Well, Miss Huimei is mentally prepared... We should still have a chance of winning, because your strength is the most powerful among the sword warriors of all ages, and you are the king of kings. It is absolutely impossible for anyone to reach your height."

  Princess Liulitong nodded slightly, and couldn't help sighing softly.

  But she immediately realized that she was worried that she would affect Emilia's state and the next decisive battle, so she hurriedly said. Of course, this is not nonsense, but a definite fact. After Miss Brave's part-time job in this world also became a full-time job, she reached an unprecedented height.

"There used to be countless parallel worlds like stars, and there may be different kings of the end in different worlds. They are all brave men who bear the fate of annihilating the devil... In this way, the power of fate is dispersed. After all, the share is limited.”

"It stands to reason that under normal circumstances, the King of the End of each world is special, and neither is special. So it is impossible to support unconditionally, and it is impossible to receive unlimited support... But now it is different, Miss Huimei, all possibilities of parallel worlds have been closed..."

  One world unit contains infinite parallelism.

  Then when the future is locked as "the only one", when the power of infinite parallel existence is gathered, when the scattered destiny is completely condensed into a thread—

  The result is obvious, the current Miss Brave is the last Brave in the world, and she is almost equal to all the Braves in the past, no matter in terms of concept or strength.

  Emilia nodded slightly, she thought so too.

  With such a huge power, there should always be a battle.

"Are you ready, Miss Huimei... I will accompany you to rush in first." Princess Liulitong said softly, "Just wait for the cooperation of the old man, coordinate the major gods, and mobilize enough power to clear the land for us." Obstacles, open the passage."

"I'm ready…"

   Emilia nodded, then frowned: "Will they really help us?"

   "Should be..."

  Princess Liulitong shook her head lightly: "This is the last chance. All of us have no choice but to retreat."

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  In the dark.

   I don't know where.

  Heated discussions are taking place.

   "We have another chance! This one is more feasible!"

   "The feather obtained by the goddess Athena can open the portal to another world, not a parallel world! It is another time and space that has nothing to do with our world... This is the last chance!"

"The existence that sleeps at the end of time, you should all have guesses, Crotor, Lachesis, Atropos, and Zulwan, all the executors of fate can tell you that possibility... So run away! We must escape from this world far away, from this dream!"

Residual blood (#_<-)... There is a three or four-year-old niece who is a left-behind child. There are only two elderly people in the family. It's sunny and I can't come back... The child has nothing to do at home, so I can only take it here to take care of it today. This is really... quite a **** situation. I hope everyone goes well. During this period, ordinary people are really too embarrassed up

  (end of this chapter)