There was no brilliance or even sound as expected. The moment the cabin door opened, everyone held their breath.
As soon as the hatch was fully opened, the awe on everyone's faces faded and turned into fear and confusion about the unknown.
There is no so-called omnipotent stone inside, only one person.
The man was lying quietly inside, his chest and abdomen not rising at all, his gray hair was combed in the most ordinary style, his eyes were closed, and his lips were pressed into a tight straight line.
He was wearing ordinary white clothes. Under the white clothes, he had a pair of suit pants and a pair of well-polished leather shoes.
Just looking at this outfit, he looks very much like a respected old doctor or a professor in the laboratory.
But it seems that he was not buried three hundred meters underground for more than a year, but was just taking a short rest. His pale complexion can still be seen as rosy, and the light red on his lips has almost faded.
Everything is so natural, if you ignore the pendant hanging on his chest and the container called "Shenjin" lying behind him.
"Is he the 'Shen Shen'?" He Sheng got up from the ground and turned to look at Li Yanting, only to find that he was staring at the people inside the Shen Sheng.
Li Yanting's eyes were red, his teeth were clenched tightly, and the outline of the muscles on his neck was clearly visible.
He seemed to be trying his best to endure something, trying his best to force himself to calm down.
Seeing He Sheng like Li Yanting, a bold guess suddenly appeared in her mind.
Could the "god" descended in the god-trance container be the bell-ringer of the apocalypse, Li Yanting's...father?
But how could Li Yanting's father appear in the god-trance container? What's the secret behind this?
Even though he had many questions in his mind, He Sheng just held Li Yanting's hand and told him, "I'm here."
A strange silence spread, and this time no one dared to step forward rashly. It was true that they had not seen the pendant on the neck of the person inside, but no one had the courage to take it.
Just the buzz and the non-aggressive wall of energy that erupted just now made them experience overwhelming power and pain that was as if they were on the verge of death.
This thing is not something they can mess with.
Almost all superpowers felt an unprecedented sense of oppression under such overwhelming absolute strength, and thus received such an urgent signal from the most fundamental and primitive instinct in their subconscious.
——Run away!
However, when things progressed to this point, it was already too late.
The first person to feel the attack of the deity was He Sheng.
Her supernatural power level is considered to be the highest among the crowd, and the two relievers, she and Han Zaiming, are also the most consistent with the energy radiated by this deity.
That's right, they are the most compatible, even better than Da Kun and other metal superpowers, as if they were born to be one.
He Sheng had never suffered such an attack. Even in the confrontation between her and Han Zaiming in Qinghe where the strength gap was huge, He Sheng had never been so powerless as now, unable to fight back or save herself.
Unable to resist, the elephant used all its strength to crush an ant with one fingernail.
"Landuo!" Li Yanting hugged He Sheng and shouted loudly, "Aerobic space! Hurry!"
After the trance was dug out, Landuo was always ready to memorize everyone's position so that she could open the aerobic space at any time.
As soon as Li Yanting finished speaking, Landuo immediately released the aerobic space and tried to bring everyone in.
But all supernatural powers are completely vulnerable to the God of Advent. Landuo was captured the moment she released her powers. Then the power of the God of Advent was like crushing a bubble on the water, destroying her spirit.
The sea crushed it.
Lan Duo had a splitting headache, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell on the yellow sand, gathering into a small piece of wet sand.
The deity did not spare anyone. After Landuo, everyone was attacked by the deity.
Everyone felt that the divine sea was shattering. Those who couldn't bear the headache fought with their heads on the ground. Blood spilled from the corners of their mouths that were clenched and gritted. There were also many power users with too low levels who fainted directly.
The desert was shrouded in deathly silence. After the deity attacked everyone, very few people could still stay awake.
At this moment, the roar of an engine suddenly sounded in the sky. He Sheng forced himself to look over and saw a helicopter with a red and white logo. It seemed to appear out of thin air and was landing.
"The direct descendant of Schilmer finally appeared." A stream of blood poured out of the corner of He Sheng's mouth, and his pale lips were stained with blood red. He gasped slightly and his consciousness began to become blurred.
Li Yanting wiped away the blood on He Sheng's lips with trembling hands. He Sheng was so weak that he didn't realize that the divine attack was not an indiscriminate attack. There were three people present, but they were not affected.
One is Li Yanting, and the other two are Han Zaiming and the space-type superpower who has been hiding behind others.
The helicopter landed in the open space nearby, and He Sheng could only see a blond man jumping out of the helicopter, and then lost consciousness.
Li Yanting recognized the man. He carefully laid the He Sheng in his arms flat on the ground, dragged several fainted teammates and put them together. Then he stood up and stood in front of them, becoming their last barrier.
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"You succeeded, Han!" The blond foreigner greeted Han Zaiming eagerly, but completely ignored the space power user who was hiding behind him.
The blond man cast his gaze on Li Yanting. The smile on the man's face was obvious, but also very strange.
He waved to the helicopter behind him, and two men got off the helicopter. Together, they supported the gray-haired old man in the middle and walked towards the god.
The person being held up in the middle was none other than Akirayama, who had been kidnapped at Schirmer Base for several months.
"Li, there is an old saying in China that he who knows the current affairs is a hero." The blond man said with regret, "Now that you surrender, I can ignore the past grudges."
"There is another old saying in China: Since ancient times, no one has ever died."
Li Yanting didn't hesitate at all. He stood in front of his teammates, his body like a shield and his eyes as solid as a rock.
"I can also promise you that you will be buried in peace for your father." The blond man continued, "I can promise you everything you want."
Li Yanting's firm look softened slightly. He looked at his father in the "Trance" and clenched his hands into fists.
"If your father were alive, he would make the same choice as you."
Qiu Ruishan was brought to the trance, where was the most outstanding student he had trained over the years. His heart was sour and unbearable, and his eyes quickly became blurry.
They lost contact before the end of the world, and it turned out that there had been an accident long ago.
"Well done." Qiu Ruishan kept the praise in his heart.