Chapter 932 The Elegy of the Dead!(1/2)
"Ah~~"
A song without lyrics.
A song sung simply by that ethereal voice, but it seemed to reach the deepest part of everyone's soul. Everyone around the ruins of Huangliang City was intoxicated by this sound. The ethereal and sad song, in this silent Huangliang
The ruins of the city look so clear.
Is this song in memory of the dead?
It seems like.
Some people showed happy expressions.
However, soon, the expressions on their faces changed. The ruins of Huangliang City began to shake violently and became unstable, just like the aftershocks after a disaster.
"what happened?"
"what happened?"
Everyone was shocked.
"aftershock?"
"No, look over there!"
A strong man exclaimed, pointing excitedly to somewhere among the ruins, where a figure was crawling out of the ruins with difficulty.
"This is……"
"There are still survivors!"
"There are still people alive in the ruins of Huangliang City!"
Everyone was ecstatic.
To live is to hope.
If someone is alive, doesn't it mean that his family may also be alive? Thinking of this possibility, everyone got excited and rushed towards that person. Even several reporters from the news agency relied on their super speed
With great speed, we got there as soon as possible.
"Hello, are you from here?"
"How did you survive?"
"Are you injured? I can call an ambulance for you."
Before anyone could come out, a group of reporters surrounded him chattering.
"Go away!"
Several strong men took action and were about to drive away these restless reporters. Suddenly, a black stream of light flashed by, and the figure had climbed up from below.
"brush!"
A cold light flashed.
A row of heads flew away, with excited expressions on their faces.
Near the ruins of Huangliang City, the people who were about to pass were suddenly horrified and looked at this scene in horror. What did they see? The figure who had just escaped actually killed the reporter who went to interview him?!
"careful."
"Don't go there."
"The person who can survive that kind of attack may be a peerless strong man. He may even be a world-class person. Even if he is seriously injured, this kind of person is not something that ordinary people can get close to."
Everyone was talking a lot, looking solemn, and woke up from the surprise of someone stocking up.
"I'll go over and take a look."
A worldly strong man frowned slightly. He relied on his own strength and walked over. The strong power of rules floated around him. "Are you okay?"
No one responded.
Everyone around looked at this scene nervously.
Su Hao and Zhengtai looked at each other and vaguely guessed something. If the legend... if... it was really that song! Then something would almost certainly happen.
"Hello?"
Worldization shouted again.
The figure still lowered his head and remained calm, as if he didn't hear anything at all. Su Hao and Zhengtai squeezed their hands unconsciously, and Zhengtai's face was a little pale.
"Don't you need to remind him?"
Shota had a very bad premonition.
"Need not."
Su Hao calmly replied, "This is just our own suspicion. At this time, we remind him that no one will take it seriously, and if something happens, they will come over and blame you for not telling them earlier, shirking the responsibility.
For example, the deaths of those reporters just now."
Su Hao's eyes were cold.
After being around for many years, he has long been accustomed to this kind of thing.
In the era of energy, good intentions can easily be punished on the spot. Oh, no, not only that, the donkey liver and lungs will also be cut into slices and put into the pot to make a delicious donkey meat dinner...
The two hid again.
As expected, the worldling gradually approached the man who crawled out, and then, when he got within three meters of the man, the man took action.
"Huh, it's true."
The worldly man sneered, "I've guessed it a long time ago."
"boom!"
The power of rules vibrates.
Two powerful forces clashed in the air. The guy who took the shot was obviously no match for him because he was too seriously injured. The worldly strong man hit the target with one blow and landed firmly on the ground. He looked at the man with a sneer, "
The strength is pretty good, but should I give it to everyone..."
"puff--"
A pair of black claws protruded from the body.
The pain of the powerful man in the world suddenly expanded. He lowered his head in disbelief and looked at the claws sticking out of his chest that did not look like humans at all. When he looked back behind him, there was another black figure standing behind him. Those claws
, actually stretched out from his body.
"you……"
The powerful man in the world looked at the distance. The figure he had repelled was still there, and where did this one... come from? What was going on?
"paw……"
"The black... turns out to be not the traces after the explosion, but..."
"hehe……"
"Who are you……"
"Plop."
Worldization is ultimately dead.
"Wow——"
The people around were shocked.
Black shadows flickered, and just when they thought that the world's strongest man had won, they never thought that another figure would appear and kill that strong man.
"What...what's going on?"
"Not sure."
"Why did they take action?"
"I don't know. Is he a former fugitive?"
Everyone was so frightened that they backed away for several meters. Only the worldly experts stood there, motionless. Opposite them were the two black figures.
"Look at their hands!"
Someone suddenly shouted, and everyone looked around.
Only then did I realize that the hands of the two people were pitch black, and together with their bodies, they couldn't see clearly. However, several witnesses discovered that there were no longer hands, but claws! And what was even more terrifying was that
, their whole bodies were completely covered in darkness.
"Hands...hands...hands turned into claws."
One person shuddered.
"The blackness on their bodies is not dirt, but the color of their skin!"
Another person screamed.
Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief. But at this moment, the two figures suddenly raised their heads, revealing a pair of dark faces!
To be continued...