Vol 4 Chapter 237: : Devil Coming
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The summer solstice hung up.
Soon, Wang Tianzong's mobile phone received a video call from the summer solstice.
Wang Tianzong connected the screen in the room with the mobile phone. The screen lighted up instantly, but what appeared to Wang Tianzong was not the face that could calm him down.
It was the dark sword that carved the sun, moon, stars and mountains and lakes on both sides of the blade.
The black sword body stood on a huge bronze tripod, silent, solemn, majestic, and heavy like a mountain, but with an unparalleled edge.
Many famous swords in the world are reminiscent of many things, good or bad, big or small.
But the shape of this sword is so simple.
This is a pure sword, just a sword without any adjectives.
Because it is pure, the sword is looking perfect, without any flaws.
Jianqi has a length and width of 30,000 miles.
Kyushu cold.
Wang Tian narrowed his eyes and looked at the sword in the screen for a long time.
His eyes were not calm, nor passionate, but with an extremely focused trust and desire.
Inside and outside the screen, thousands of miles apart, mountains and oceans.
Invincible sword king.
The perfect swords are silent.
It's like looking in silence.
"This is a truly invincible sword."
Wang Tianzong was silent for a long time before slowly speaking.
No one can deny this.
Once this sword is born, some people may disapprove Wang Tianzong, but no one will disapprove Kyushu Han.
Perfection should have been accepted and recognized by everyone, even admired and exalted.
"But it can become more perfect."
The summer solstice's voice sounded outside the screen. I don't know if it was stimulated by sword qi or other reasons. Although his voice was still gentle, it was a little cold.
Wang Tian stared at the screen vertically and didn't speak for a while.
A perfect sword needs to be spiritual and even has its own mind.
The murderer emperor, or any murderer, can be said to be a weapon with his own mind.
The North Sea King's cast sword, Kyushu Han, the most important material comes from the endless sky of the fierce soldiers who were broken apart more than 20 years ago.
Kunlun City, which has long been eager to have its own murderers, has been collecting material for endless sky in recent years.
In the recent Lin'an war, Gu Xingyun was hit hard by Situ Cangyue's setting sun, and that shot was also equivalent to surrendering the leading power of the setting sun.
The sunset was taken back to Kunlun City afterwards.
Kunlun City, with its fierce soldiers, went to study the endless sky, and always felt a little bit meaningless.
But the material of the endless sky has also exerted great value.
These materials were sent to the North Sea King.
The condition is that the North Sea King must take the lead in the action against Li Tianlan in the chaotic situation in Eastern Europe.
Therefore, when the Snow Dance Corps went north, the second commander of the Snow Dance Corps was Chen Qingchen.
This is a transaction.
Both are worth the money.
And this time the transaction also put Kyushu cold into the final stage.
But the broken murderer was finally broken.
The endless sky activity is almost completely lost, and naturally it is not as good as the murderers in the peak state.
The Emperor is a member of the Zhen family who has been passed down for hundreds of years by the North Sea Kings.
It can make Kyushu Han completely perfect.
But once Kyushu Han is perfect, it means that there is no emperor in the dark world.
The new Kyushu Han may still have all the functions of the Emperor, but his main function is the sword, and even if he has the functions of the Emperor, Kyushu is only Kyushu, not the Emperor.
"Do you have any advice?"
Wang Tianzong asked suddenly.
"I use swords, so I only believe in swords."
The summer solstice answered softly.
The Emperor is a gun.
Its power crowns the dark world, and even in the hands of ordinary invincible masters, it can instantly erupt the peak invincible and even surpass the peak invincible power.
This is an extremely scary hole card from the North Sea Kings.
Strong, mysterious, with a strong breath of death.
But the Emperor is not perfect.
Because his recharge period is too long.
But while the Emperor was still recharging, Wang Tianzong could only listen to the sea sword in his hand.
Listening to Haijian is a famous sword.
But today, in the realm of Wang Tianzong, listening to Haijian is no longer trustworthy.
Wang Tianzong glanced at the Kyushu cold in the screen again.
The summer solstice launched the bronze giant tripod.
The huge bronze tripod began to turn.
The dark blade was also spinning.
The sun, moon, and stars engraved on the sword blade and mountains, lakes, and seas are becoming more and more dynamic.
It seems that the entire North Sea King is between the blades.
The sky and the sea.
Wang Tianzong gazed seriously at Kyushu Han. For a long time, he nodded: "I agree."
That is from this moment.
The era of Beihai Wangshi's majesty finally came to an end.
The future of Beihai Wangshi will be above the sword of Kyushu Han.
Jianqi thirty thousand miles.
One sword town Kyushu.
Wang Tianzong silently hung up the video.
The Emperor and the Kyushu City will be recast tonight, with absolutely precious materials, the Emperor, and the wreckage of endless sky.
With the North Sea King's technology, the Kyushu Winter Games will become the unique sword of the world in the darkest world in the fastest time.
but...
The Emperor is gone.
Wang Tianzong closed his eyes, realized the delicate gains and losses, and remained silent for a long time.
He even began to recall the journey he had taken.
From childhood, to once, to now, and to the future.
He thought of the glory he once held in his hands.
I thought of the silence and loss when I was learning sword in my childhood.
I thought that when I first entered the invincible, I was not upset but suddenly a little confused.
But what he thinks more about is how to lead the future of Beihai Wang's family in the absence of the empress.
He is now in the presidential palace.
He is invincible.
He has many opponents.
God, Lin Fengting, Qin Weibai, Li Tianlan, all super forces.
Wang Tianzong finally acknowledged this.
No one in the dark world is his opponent now.
But in the general situation, everyone who can dominate the situation here is his opponent.
At this moment, Wang Tianzong was like walking down from the sedentary throne, and finally found his humbleness.
He put himself and everyone in the same place, his mind was extremely clear, and his heart was in awe.
Perhaps even Wang Tianzong himself didn't know how terrible it was to lower his attitude and take a serious look at everything.
He finally thought of the Kyushu Han who had never been born.
Infinitely close to Tianjiao's sword emperor.
Infinitely close to the perfect Excalibur.
Not worth it.
Do not match.
Swords and people should be one step closer.
Wang Tianzong's eyes calmed down.
Outside the presidential palace, the roar that shakes the entire city has gradually disappeared.
But the whole city of Raki was getting more chaotic.
Numerous people roared and screamed wildly, and the messy gunfire penetrated the wind and rain, and the sound was heard.
Wang Tian slowly closed the window, turned to sit on the bed, and began to meditate.
He can't leave here now.
The outside world is still fighting.
But there was no real result, so no one touched his bottom line for the time being.
As long as Jin Tong is alive, Wang Tianzong can accept this defeat.
It doesn't help to think much.
The only thing he can do now is practice.
The practice was originally the only thing he did in his life.
...
Heaven and **** are often separated by a thin line.
And so is wealth and poverty.
The Mandez neighbourhood is a well-known slum in Lekki.
Huge, messy, and dirty.
Closely connected to the Mandez neighbourhood, it is the most luxurious Rael neighbourhood in Raki.
Rael Street has the widest streets and the most luxurious buildings in the city, and it also has the most wealth.
One of the most luxurious hotels in the city of Raki, the Caesar Hotel is located in the Rael neighborhood.
The two blocks are closely connected, so many times, sitting in any corner of the Mandis block looking up, you can see the brilliant lights of the luxurious Caesars Grand Hotel.
And the stormy night of August 17th.
The lights of Caesars Grande disappeared.
Chaotic explosions and sudden outbreaks of war.
On weekdays, countless Mandis who have been living on the ground floor of the city of Lekki have fled chaos to different neighborhoods.
There are fewer and fewer people in Mandis.
In the end, only two extremely narrow houses were still dimly lit.
These two families are arguably the newest tenants in the Mandis neighborhood.
The two households add up to twelve, male and female, and behave strangely. They have been here for almost a month, but all residents nearby have never heard them say a word.
This indifference is not just for outsiders.
Even their own people do not speak at all on weekdays. Many people think they are dumb, but what is so strange in weekdays is enough to attract a lot of people's attention, but this month has not attracted much attention.
Chaos in Eastern Europe broke out.
Throughout Eastern Europe, even civilians are watching the fate of Eastern Europe.
More than a dozen Asian dumbs, who wants to hear the stories behind them?
Residents of Mandis Street fled in a loud explosion.
The two families still on the lights are still quiet.
Fewer people are living in slums.
Eventually, the lights in the two families' homes began to go out.
The block was dead.
In the extinguished lights, the twelve 'dumbs' that caused many people's curiosity are still standing in their own rooms, looking at the direction of Caesars Hotel.
Caesar Hotel has completely disappeared.
But the strong smoke smell gradually diffused into the Mandis neighborhood.
In the silence, a sound of some figure machinery suddenly sounded: "Action?"
After a brief silence, another voice sounded: "Wait."
This concludes the conversation.
The long silence continued in the passage of time.
Ten minutes, half an hour, one hour.
No one speaks.
The living room was even quiet without breathing.
"action?"
Another voice sounded abruptly.
When no one was talking, there was a signal that was hard to see with the naked eye.
The twelve silhouettes standing quietly in the darkness were stiff for a moment.
Suddenly, in the quiet darkness, a fascinating series of red lights burst out.
Red light shot from their left eyes, half a meter long, scarlet.
Everyone's left eyes were lit up one by one, and the eyeballs and whites disappeared completely in their eyes.
Pieces of complicated signals flickered alternately in their eyes, corresponding to extremely complex codes.
This process lasted about half a minute.
The red rays began to disappear.
But the data in everyone's eyes is still rolling.
This is not really eyeballing.
It was an instrument implanted in their orbits that could be contacted or ordered.
The darkness was quiet again.
But the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became extremely deep.
The data tumbling, and there was a sound of drops in the eye of the instrument.
Everyone moved forward at the same time.
No one was asking anything this time.
Twelve people said at the same time: "Action."
It was 10 o'clock in the evening on August 17th in Eastern Europe.
The setting sun has just passed.
Judgment day has not yet come.
In the sudden outbreak of war, in a storm that covered everything.
The devil comes.
