At this time, the deep-sea demon flesh was still hitting the sky barrier of Fusheng Port over and over again. Every impact could splash out huge amounts of sea water! It rushed towards the clouds and shattered into heavy rain!
The tsunami became more violent as a result, hitting the canopy barrier twice, and the rest of the seawater raged all the way inland!
Fortunately, there is a tall horizontal mountain range one hundred kilometers behind Fusheng Port, which blocks the continued flow of these seawaters, otherwise more areas would suffer.
If you look down from a very high sky, you can clearly see a spectacular scene. The side of the mountain range facing the ocean has completely turned into a vast ocean. The large area of land before has disappeared, and the forest and mountain peaks are all gone.
It has been washed away, and it feels like the world has changed.
"All compressed energy stones are used up!"
"Use all the Saint Quartz!"
"The sky crystal has been immersed in magic! It can only last for ten minutes at most!"
At this moment, the person in charge of Fusheng Port went against his fate and received messages one after another, all from the players on the Magic Tower! Every word was full of urgency and despair.
They finally ushered in a doomsday moment! It was only a matter of time before the canopy barrier was destroyed!
He looked up at the water outside the sky barrier and felt a deep sense of fear, as if they were forgotten at the bottom of the deep sea and no one could come to rescue them!
"Everyone listen to my order!" At this moment, Ni Ming took a deep breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and said tragically to the whole city: "Everyone, pack your valuables. All within ten minutes.
Offline! Fushenggang can’t hold it anymore!”
This sad voice echoed over and over again under the canopy barrier, reaching every corner of the huge Fusheng Port and reaching the ears of millions of players!
These millions of players are scattered in various areas, doing different things. But after hearing this order, many people quickly packed up their things and put some valuables into storage rings.
But there are always some things that cannot be taken away.
At this time, a player wearing a straw hat was sitting on a small boat, reluctantly stroking the deck of the boat. This boat was bought by him after spending his life savings. He had gone to sea many times on this boat.
, fantasizing that he is the Pirate King.
No matter how many storms he encountered, he never gave up on the ship. He was not one of those all-powerful master players, he was just an ordinary person. This ship was his home, his life, and his dream.
But now, he could not protect it, and could only watch it leave forever in this catastrophe. He sat on the deck in a daze, recalling the past, without any plans to go offline.
Everything he has is here. After he goes offline, he will have nothing.
At this time, a player was standing motionless on the street, looking up at the tall and majestic magic tower in front of him. The streetlight behind him shed dim light, shining on him, casting a lonely shadow. In front of him was a lonely shadow.
The Magic Tower is the tallest building in Fusheng Port. He has participated in its construction. There are some bricks and tiles in the Magic Tower that he built himself. This is what he is most proud of.
Every time he and his friends pass by here, they will point to this building and say proudly: "I once participated in the construction of this building!" At this time, his friends will raise their eyebrows at him.
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But after tonight, this building that he is proud of will never appear again.
At this time, a couple was chatting in love in the garden, surrounded by fragrant roses. The two held hands and looked up at the endless sea water outside the high-altitude barrier, both in silence. Suddenly, like
As if they had a mental connection, the two turned their heads and looked at each other, then kissed them passionately.
Before the end, this kiss was so lingering and so reluctant.
After a long time, their lips separated. The girl gently held the boy's hand and said coquettishly with a happy face: "Dear Brother Deep Sea, you are a bard! Write a doomsday love poem for you.
Me!"
"Okay!" The boy named 'Deep Sea' nodded and immediately took out a pen and paper. After thinking for a while, he suddenly started writing and started writing on the paper -
in the endless deep sea,
I give you endless love,
This is our last kiss,
It won't exist next time.
The garden where we met,
Maybe it will sink to the bottom of the sea,
The street where we first held hands,
Maybe covered in silt,
The intersection where we first kissed,
Maybe only the fish are left swimming.
But I know,
Even if the sea destroys this land,
I can't destroy the memories here,
Even if the sea water destroys my body,
I will never forget you either...
"Okay, I'll give it to you, it's an improvisation!" the boy said, handing the piece of paper to the girl next to him.
The girl smiled slyly, and immediately took out a bottle. Without even looking at the little poem on the paper, she stuffed it into the bottle, tightened the bottle cap, and threw it into the flower bed behind.
"Huh? Why don't you look?" the boy asked in surprise.
"Because of this, I will always have a regret throughout my life, and regret is the most profound way to remember a love." The girl said, and took the initiative to kiss the man.
Under the endless sea water, the two kissed each other selflessly again.
…
At this moment, countless people are spending the last ten minutes in their own ways, and most people have already gone offline to take refuge.
But there are some things that are unique to this place, memories that are unique to this land. They cannot be taken away and cannot avoid this disaster.
There are also some players who may not know anything and are just a few levels of novices. They have just entered the second world and are preparing to take risks in this new fantasy world. He has not offended anyone, but in this catastrophe
Among them, he was also involved.
There are too many related people and innocent people who are facing the same death threat at this moment. They have no choice to go offline and can only express their trivial anger by staying here and waiting to die.
In the eyes of ordinary players like Huang Yi, Futang and Fannuo, these super-high-ranking masters, they are like dragons above the clouds. Every move they make can turn the clouds upside down and cause huge shocks.
When super masters like them play games, too many innocent people will be involved. Super masters just have an idea and just move a few fingers, and the happiness of tens of millions of people may be ruined.
This is an extremely cruel and real fact.
War is so ruthless. It is difficult to distinguish between innocent people and real enemies. It can only wipe them all out.
When most people encounter this kind of thing, they will choose to admit that they are unlucky, or they will curse helplessly. Only a few people will choose to resist and work hard for revenge throughout their lives.
Among the millions of people here, there may be some who will embark on the road of revenge in the future, just like the little demon dragon that Huang Yi met twice. He was Huang Yi who was accidentally killed during the battle at Fenglin Village.
A passerby player has been working hard for revenge since then and has never stopped. Although he knows that he may not be able to realize this wish in his life.
At this time, the magic tower in the port had already become empty, and the players responsible for investing the magic fuel had already gone offline to avoid trouble.
In the magic furnace, there was only one white stone left, burning its life violently in the hot flames. The swaying light shone in the tower, silently telling the fierce battle outside.
Gradually, the stone became smaller and smaller, and the power contained in it was quickly burned out, transmitted through the magic tower into the huge sky barrier outside, and resisted the endless sea water and the deep sea demon flesh.
A small stone, trying to resist a natural disaster, is destined to be destroyed.
Finally, this small stone was completely burned, completed its final mission, and transmitted the last ray of power to the sky barrier, making the last resistance.
Then, the burning furnace in the magic tower was completely extinguished, and the tower was suddenly shrouded in death-like darkness.
"Crack!" Finally, the sky barrier in Fusheng Port made a shattering sound, and the sky barrier that had been supported for a long time finally shattered!
That moment seemed like eternity!
The endless sea water poured down, as if the sky had collapsed, and the turbulent sea water submerged everything.
In the prosperous Fusheng Port, countless wide and neat streets, countless tall buildings built with painstaking efforts by architects, and countless gardens where love encounters took place were all submerged by the turbulent seawater at this moment and ceased to exist.
The huge deep-sea demon flesh, without the obstruction of the sky barrier, rushed into Fusheng Port. Its body, which was as big as an island, just crushed it down, crushing less than half of the city.
Nothing can resist it.
Next to the piers and piers, countless large and small ships were smashed into pieces by the huge waves. Even the tallest warships could not withstand such huge waves! Man-made things,
It seems so vulnerable in the face of this power of nature!
Among the countless huge ships in the harbor, there was an inconspicuous boat that even looked a little shabby.
On that deck, sat a player wearing a straw hat.
In front of him were endless huge waves crashing over him, blowing them away.
But his figure remained motionless, as if he were a statue standing forever on the deck of the boat.
The next moment.
He and his dreams died together.
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I originally wanted to finish writing a little bit, but I ended up being an hour late, sorry.
This chapter is written from a different angle and a different writing technique. It may seem a bit inconsistent with the previous style, and it is more like the style of my last book "Refrigeration". I haven't written like this for a long time, and it's a bit unfamiliar.
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