He seemed to have woken up from the long sleep of hundreds of millions of years or even hundreds of millions of times of reincarnation, yawned Qianqian and smiled slightly at the dream traveler.

In the eyes of Meng Luren, this smile is even more ferocious than the deepest part of Jiuyou Huangquan.

"Stop him! Stop him! Stop him!"

The dream traveler's face turned pale, and his screams penetrated into the eardrums of all awakened people, scratching their brains hard.

"Crack, crack!"

The iron chair he was sitting on had an automatic steel lock that could lock the wrists and ankles of the seated person, but he was very cooperative just now, and there was no problem with the previous triple test. Ms. Gray Mist didn't want to force him too much, so she did not force him to lock himself.

And now, it is too late to bite the spring steel lock again.

Before the steel lock was completely locked, his wrists and ankles expanded to twice the thickness of their normal state, and they actually bounced back four spring steel locks. Before everyone could react, he had already stepped in front of Meng Luren, spread his five fingers, and grabbed Meng Luren's neck.

"Shh..."

He smiled and said to Menglu Ren, and then with a "click", he crushed Menglu Ren's cervical spine, his neck was completely crushed, and his head was tilted to the side strangely.

When he threw the Dream Traveler to the ground, the guide of his memories in his previous life was already dead.

"ah!"

The unexpected surprise made everyone stunned. Sparta's reaction was the most agile. He raised the plasma gun like a conditioned reflex and pulled the trigger hard at him.

He didn't look back, but just stretched out his right hand in an anti-joint posture, spread his palms and held the void.

An incredible scene happened. A ball of spherical lightning condensed with devastating power had just roared out of Sparta's muzzle, but it stopped strangely in the air, as if two forces from different directions were forcibly tearing it, causing it to make a "crackling" sound in the solidified air. The stalemate did not last long. The ball of plasma actually returned the same way and drilled back into the chamber again. With a "boom", the plasma gun exploded directly. The fragments of the scattered flowers of the girl pierced deeply into Sparta's body. In addition, the arc of fangs and claws swirled, turning the strong man with a tiger back and bear waist directly into a fragmented broken doll.

"You are not Li Yao, who are you!"

Ms. Gray Mist's face, which was already dead gray, became paler, and the wounds around her body were gushing out again, and she forced her superpowers to activate her superpowers. A large fog gushed out of her seven orifices and pores, as if she had life, surrounded him.

A contemptuous and cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His right hand, which had just exploded the plasma, clenched his fist and slapped it into the center of the gray fog. He suddenly heard the sound of wind breaking through his fingers, tearing the gray fog into wisps of airflow, rushing to escape around. Even Ms. Gray fog was bombarded by him more than ten meters away, hitting a container with a "bang" sound, and knocking out a human-shaped pit.

The dozens of awakened people who were ambushing around the warehouse rushed towards him when they saw him killing or severely damaging the core members of the three organizations.

"Don't come over!"

Ms. Gray Mist sensed his horror in the moment of interlacing. For the first time, the deep eyes showed fear that could not be described in words, and she screamed loudly, "Escape, run away!"

It's a pity that she screamed too late.

No, it should be said that even if she issued an alarm in the first second, she could not stop everything and save the life of any awakened person.

"Da da da da da da da da da da da!"

Dozens of modified heavy guns blasted a heavy rain-like barrage at him, but they could not make even a ripple appear in his swamp-like eyes. The bullets tear his afterimage into thousands of threads, and his real deity had turned into a ray of light and flashed behind many awakened people.

"Bang!"

When an awakened person flew high, he was still in the air, his internal organs could not withstand the super high pressure and burst outward, dying miserably.

"boom!"

The second awakened person was kicked out by him. At the same time, he also used his magical power to control objects from across the air to activate four grenades hanging around the other party's waist, allowing the awakened person to die without a burial place surrounded by four fireworks.

"Bang!"

The third awakened person was slashed onto the cover of the Tianling with his palm. The strongest helmet was as crispy as a matchbox under his palm. Even the helmet and head were slashed into pieces.

"call!"

The sacrifices of three consecutive awakened people finally bought time for the remaining comrades. The fourth awakened person closed his palms and started from the palms. The whole person was surrounded by a ball of burning red flames. It was some kind of magic that could freely control the temperature!

But no matter the fireball, the fire wall, or the fire dragon with its teeth and claws, they could not withstand his attack.

He didn't even take action directly. He just stared at the awakened person and snapped his fingers gently. The flame power in the awakened person's body completely lost control, and the blazing flames instead swallowed his own cells and soul, causing a typical "spontaneous combustion of the human body".

This is not a battle, it is a massacre.

Whether the first awakening, deep awakening or final awakening, whether they control flames, frost, thunder, or extreme poisons, they are as vulnerable as a three-year-old child in front of him.

He was at ease and slaughtered slowly, and instantly turned the warehouse into a blood-stained palace.

The body was surrounded by steaming blood mist, the wet internal organs were trampled on the feet, the face was still filled with a mysterious smile, and his eyes seemed to be a swamp that could drown all souls. He was the incarnation of death, the devil who slowly walked from the depths of the Nine Nether Yellow Springs!

Now, except for the seriously injured Ms. Gray Mist and the half-dead Sparta, there is no living person in the warehouse - he is definitely not a living person, but a destroyer, a demon king, and a god of death!

He walked to Ms. Gray Mist, looked at her with a condescending look.

"Bang!"

Not far away, Sparta's strength from somewhere actually woke up with his broken body, raised a pistol and shot the last bullet at him.

He waved his hand casually, as if to drive away a disgusting mosquito. The bullet drew a strange arc in the air, and turned 180 degrees. It drilled into Sparta's eyebrows without bias, and then drilled a hole the size of a bowl on the back of the loyal resister's head, taking away most of his brain tissue.

"So, cough, cough, it turns out it's really you. You are the most elite assassin sent by the Apocalypse Organization, specializing in the 'targeted medicine' that deals with Red Pole Star."

Ms. Gray Mist smiled and said, "Is this the power of the 'Superior'? It's really powerful. It's also a big blame for us being too stupid. We can actually lead the wolf into the house and take you to this place.

"However, you are still a chess game and exposed yourself in advance. No matter how strong your combat power is, you can kill all of us, so what? The Red Pole Star is hidden in the fog deep in the ocean. Don't even think about finding him, haha, as long as you can't see him in person, even if you are a human-shaped nuclear bomb that can walk, what's the use?

"You're done, this war of thousands of cycles of reincarnation, we, we will eventually be the final winners, and we have no power to stop our freedom and... hope!"

"oh."

After listening quietly, he nodded and gently shattered Ms. Gray Mist's heart.

He stood in the sea of ​​blood for a long time, and his slightly frown brows showed his inner irritability - the kind of irritability that "the house is so dirty and needs to be cleaned up for a long time."

Then, he returned to the body of Meng Luren, hooked his fingers, and hooked up the pocket watch with red sapphire and octopus engraved.

Fortunately, he was very careful just now and did not damage the precise mechanical structure of the pocket watch, and the pointer was still walking "clicking".

He stared at the hovering second hand for a long time, then sighed and slowly sent the pocket watch to mid-air, hovering at the height of his eyes.

Then, he spread his five fingers again, aimed his right hand at the pocket watch, and twisted his wrist in a counterclockwise direction.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

He twisted his wrist very slowly, but his expression was extremely cautious, and he was struggling and even painful, as if an invisible gear was tightly clamped in his palm, and he was lying an extremely huge machine through his reverse fluctuating teeth.

The limit is that the palm of a normal person is at most ninety degrees in counterclockwise direction, but he actually twisted his palm by 180 degrees, regardless of the burst sound of the bones, and continued to twist it.

As the twisting angle became larger and larger, the skin of the arm was cracked, the arm bones were completely broken, and white bones were poked out. Blood sputtered onto the pocket watch and his face like a meteor shower. His expression did not change at all, and his eyes became deeper.

As his void twisted, the second hand of the pocket watch moved slowly and slowly, the air gradually solidified, and ripples visible to the naked eye rippled around the space, condensing into a huge vortex counterclockwise.

finally--

When his palms rotated 360 degrees and his muscles, bones and blood vessels completely burst, the second hand, minute hand and hour hand of the pocket watch all stopped.

What also stopped seemed to be around, and even... time!

He smiled with satisfaction, barely manipulated his broken wrist and turned it out counterclockwise from 361 degrees.

The blood-stained palm seemed to have terrifying magic power. After the second hand of the pocket watch trembled slightly, it actually followed his fingers and walked backwards.

It is hard to describe the sound of the second hand walking backwards. It is not the normal "click" sound of rotating normally, but a sound that seems like glass marbles falling on the upper floor, "click" constantly bounced, becoming more and more densely until they disappeared.

...

"No matter what, although he was a third-rate writer and tabloid reporter who was greedy and lustful in the first five lives, who was willing to write anything for money, he had never had any relationship with the Apocalypse Organization. He was the most inconspicuous little person. He was just a string of insignificant data when the Earth was restarted. Even if the Apocalypse Organization really wanted to find an undercover agent, he would never find him."

Dream traveler tells Li Yao.

Li Yao was a little dazed, tilted his head, and listened to the sounds from afar or deep in his mind.

I don’t know if he had an illusion, but he seemed to have heard a sound, what should he say, “Glass marbles fell on the upper floor, ‘dadadada’ kept bounced, becoming more and more dense, and eventually disappeared.”

However, this warehouse has only one floor, with a ceiling above, so where are the glass marbles coming from? It is probably the sound of wind and rain outside. Did he hear it wrong?

"Understood."

Li Yao nodded, took a deep breath, and sat on the iron chair.

Ms. Gray Mist and Dream Traveler breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Li Yao suddenly asked Meng Luren, "Do you have a watch? What time is it now?"

"have."

Dream Traveler took out a very delicate and antique pocket watch from his arms. The case is also engraved with an octopus in a spiral shape, full of the atmosphere of the ocean. "It's 8:05 p.m. now."

"How many seconds?"

Li Yao asked again.

"How many seconds?"

The dream traveler was slightly stunned.

"Yes, it's accurate to seconds, tell me."

Li Yao said coldly.

"Uh, it's 8:05:32."

Dream Traveler frowned, "What's wrong?"

"nothing."

Li Yao blinked his eyes and a confused look appeared on his face. He seemed that he didn't even understand why he had to ask time and so accurately.
Chapter completed!