Black Steel Shelter.

In a dark room.

Xia Gui, dressed in black, lowered his head and stood at the door, his body trembling slightly, as if he was a little scared.

Right in front of Xia Gui, there was a figure hidden in the darkness. He turned his back to Xia Gui, quietly watching the phantom of a battle. If someone with a vortex shelter here, he would find that the content of the projection of this battle was the battle between three Doomsday Saints who surrounded and killed the director of Werry.

Mo Sheng knew about the battle at the Whirlwind Shelter because of his identity as a director. The rest of the people had no idea why the battle broke out, nor did they know the battle. However, in this video, the entire process of the battle was clearly played.

The figure in the darkness looked at the battle seven times in a complete manner, then turned around and looked at Xia Gui indifferently.

"Is this your work?"

Xia Gui's body trembled, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "I did it."

"The Saint of the Heart has discovered our traces and wants to divert his attention, this is the only way! And-"

Xia Gui suddenly raised his head, looked at his eyes in the darkness, and said in a low voice:

"The one in the vortex shelter has always been unclear in his methods and has always used any means to achieve his goal. He has been coveting the thing in our hands. The Saint of Heart will come to the Black Steel Shelter. It is definitely not accidental. It must be that he wants to put pressure on us through the Holy Court of Doomsday to force us to hand over that thing. If he does not take the initiative first, the person who is surrounded and killed may become us!"

The figure in the dark snorted coldly.

"So, you join forces with the people of the Holy Court of Doomsday to ruin a messenger?"

An invisible momentum spread out from the darkness, pressing against Xia Gui like Mount Tai.

Although Xia Gui had the strength of the eighth level, he still groaned and was suppressed by the powerful momentum. His knees suddenly became weak and he knelt on the ground.

"You should be very clear that you have crossed the bottom line!"

Xia Gui gritted his teeth, raised one foot, and turned into kneeling on one knee. He looked at the figure in the darkness and said word by word:

"I'm willing to accept the punishment, but if I do it again, I will still do it!"

"It's stubborn!"

The figure in the dark scolded, and the apocalypse power in Xia Gui's body suddenly lost control and became frantically restless.

Xia Gui let out a painful roar, and at the same time his body heated up rapidly. The blood in his body seemed to boil, and his whole body was emitting terrifying heat.

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept pouring out from their bodies, but did not drip to the ground, but were quickly evaporated into water vapor by extremely high body temperature.

In just a few seconds, Xia Gui's body was like a ripe lobster, red.

Xia Gui kept kneeling on one knee, his body trembling violently, as if he might fall down at any time, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, and did not even make any sound.

The figure in the dark looked at Xia Gui coldly, without any intention of stopping, and the two of them were in a stalemate.

The water vapor dissipated in Xia Gui's body gradually spread in the room, but the temperature in the room did not rise accordingly. All the heat was blocked into Xia Gui's body in a strange way, allowing him to bear the pain from the inside out burning.

If it were an ordinary person, under such terrifying burning, he would have turned into a mummy. Even though Xia Gui is already an eighth-level strongman, he still suffers unbearable pain under this torture.

The restless power of apocalypse not only did not protect his body, but instead raged in his body, torturing his body and will at the same time, trying to defeat him.

Time passed slowly, and Xia Gui persisted for an entire hour of burning torture, but still did not fall down or beg for mercy.

Xia Gui's face was pale, his protruding eyes were covered with bloodshots, and his severely dehydrated body was trembling and persisting, as if he could die suddenly at any time.

Seeing Xia Gui so stubbornly, the figure in the dark finally snorted, relieving Xia Gui's torture and oppression.

Xia Gui's body shook, and the originally restless power of apocalypse slowly recovered in his body and began to slowly repair the injured body. The torture of an hour had caused his body to be extremely severely damaged. Without the powerful repair ability of steel self-healing, it would be difficult to recover his body in a short time with the healing power of apocalypse.

Xia Gui trembled and took out a scarlet injection potion from his arms and inserted it into his heart.

The weak body trembled again, and even the injection of the medicine in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Xia Gui gasped for a long time before he held the syringe and pushed the scarlet potion in the syringe into his body.

As the potion was injected, Xia Gui's breath quickly rose from his weakness, and his pale face became rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a full minute, Xia Gui pulled out the syringe that pierced his heart and stood up from the ground shakingly.

"What are the conditions for the Saint of Heart to trade with you?" asked the figure in the dark.

Xia Gui looked at the figure in the dark, grinned, revealing her white teeth.

"Doomsday Festival!"

The figure in the dark suddenly became silent, an answer he had never expected. After a long time, he let out a low laugh.

"I didn't expect that the Saint of Heart is even more crazy than you, and he dared to tamper with this."

Xia Gui's eyes became fierce.

"The Doomsday Festival is the only opportunity for us to get to the Doomsday. I have seen the record of that person. As long as we can find the Doomsday, we have the opportunity to replace it. It is a terrifying existence beyond the ninth level!"

“Replace the Doomsday?”

The figure in the dark shook his head.

"Although the doomsday has been severely damaged and has not recovered, as a super living body, it is far more dangerous than you think. If you rashly approach the doomsday, there will be no other result except being polluted by the power of depravity."

"No!"

Xia Gui said in a crazy tone.

"Others cannot fight against the fallen power of the end of the world, but it does not mean that we cannot do it! We have the gift of the gods, and we have the possibility of success, as long as we can find him!"

Looking at Xia Gui who was almost crazy, the figure in the dark fell into silence again.

If the Doomsday was really so easy to deal with, it would have been completely killed by the gods long ago, and it would have been impossible for it to survive and hide until now.

As a divine messenger, he knows the horror of the end better than Xia Gui!

That's a super life form!

It is the final point of all life evolution!

It is a terrifying existence whose individual power is not under the gods!

However, although Xia Gui is crazy, it would be a huge contribution to find a trace of doomsday through the Doomsday Festival this time.
Chapter completed!