One Man’s Power

Satellite monitoring, video screen, all parties can clearly see pieces of sacred light approaching Tang Hong.

Only ten kilometers left!

According to observations, the average speed of the God of Calamity is about one to two times the speed of sound, and it will take less than ten minutes to catch up with Tang Hong. There are fighter planes in the nearby airspace who are ordered to respond, so they should be able to distance themselves.

...

Time passed little by little.

The distance between the two sides was shortening rapidly, and a large piece of sacred light was getting closer and closer. From a height, they and Tang Hong were about to overlap.

"The fighter planes we sent to cooperate with the breakout have destroyed several of them."

"accelerate!"

"As long as you can successfully respond, any loss is worth it!"

...

In the early hours of the morning, everyone was shocked to hear the important news that the Central Research Institute was gone. Only the superhuman remained calm as always, but he was also extremely worried. Even Tang Hong, the godslayer, the strongest in the world, had to flee.

The rest are sanctified.

What about the extraordinary level?

What can humans do to stop the invasion of gods from different spaces.

The Chinese parliament and the military dispatched troops to keep Tang Hong as much as possible, no matter the cost.

"How do the thirty-six disaster gods stop it?"

"If it is weak, the situation is better. With Tang Hong's current combat power, he just needs to get rid of the vacant disaster gods, and there is no need to confront them head-on... But what are their plans? The global disaster gods exceed 150, so There is no need for an attack at all, and no one can counteract a direct attack."

"really."

"Raiding around, it took a lot of effort, it seemed superfluous."

"It seems that there is a force restricting them."

"Overlord? Natural Immortal? They may also plan to find a chance to catch them all."

At this moment, everyone was a little confused and couldn't figure out what the god was thinking.

...

The Imperial Capital Division, the Yellow River Organization, and the Advisory Office of the Headquarters.

The office area is crowded with people, there is no sound, and there is a heavy pressure and busy atmosphere - Tang Hong, the godslayer, was hunted down by a large number of disaster-level gods, which does not mean that the rest of the area is safe and sound, and a dangerous-level deity manifested suddenly, Peng Ming, who is in charge of the consultant level, is heading to the point of descent.

Huhu~

The air moved.

Mo Xiusheng and Li Guanglei walked back and forth, and they looked at each other, seeing the bitterness in each other's eyes.

"You guys be quiet."

Yu Ming couldn't help shouting in a low voice.

"Sigh." Li Guanglei scratched his head: "Sacred people become the prey of gods in different spaces. In the past, who would have imagined it?"

There are too many of them.

Transcendence is very passive.

This situation is not optimistic, Mo Xiusheng put away his calm smile: "Regardless of success or failure, after this time, we must launch a counterattack... If we continue to erode like this and lose frequently, we will be like frogs boiled in an iron pot with warm water—" People are like frogs, no matter how hard they try to struggle, they have no strength.”

Total attack?

Yu Ming narrowed her eyes, pursed the corners of her lips, and froze in place in a daze.

...

Heiji Division.

The headquarters of the Rice Flower Organization.

The peak consultant, Wind Hunter, sat in an office chair, looked at the photos on the table, and stared at the real-time messages of the consultant-level chat group.

"It's time to attack."

"You must not be led by the gods and fall into their rhythm." The wind hunter muttered to himself, rubbing the face of the woman on the plastic photo. It was his wife who had received a marriage certificate and was also a top transcendent. Died in a dangerous level blocking battle.

He had a look of longing on his face, thinking about it day and night.

He turned sadness into motivation, honed his will, and honed his sensibility.

This is the only way for most saints to pass. The more the wind hunter misses it, the more he understands the horror of the saints.

control emotions,

whatever you want,

What's more, a genius becomes a saint!

"Tang Hong..."

"It must be fine." The wind hunter had almost blind confidence in Tang Hong.

sideways.

Zhu Guo's face was tense, and he didn't say a word.

She knew that Xu Xian had gone to help, but there were thirty-six disaster gods sandwiched between Xu Xian and Tang Hong, so there might not be a chance to meet.

"The promised saints are matched in pairs."

"It's still careless."

Zhu Guo frowned slightly, and waited for the news without comment.

...

Sichuan Shu Division, Wolong Organization, through the overall mobilization of consultants, Guo Bojun left Yunhai, signed a sub-sage contract in the imperial capital, and then stayed here permanently.

A look of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Tang Hong and Jiang Lulu are one of Guo Bojun's extraordinary friends, how can he not be anxious about it, but unfortunately he can't provide any help, the distance is far away, and the level of will is not enough: "The two saints over the sea of ​​clouds should start their journey."

next moment.

A low voice came from behind Guo Bojun: "Fang Nan Xunwu II has already set off."

Guo Bojun turned his head and saw that it was Hong Ye, the tenth person who became a saint in Huaguo!

"don’t worry."

Hong Ye rubbed his palms: "Tang Hong abandons that Jiang Lulu, and his combat power will inevitably skyrocket. It's not a problem to support the sages... If you want to talk about Tang Hong's shortcomings, in fact, there is only one point, and he always takes unnecessary responsibility for himself."

Guo Bojun was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything. It's normal that the ideas of transcendence and holiness are different.

In the eyes of most people, Tang Hong's life is more important than the God Eater who is far away in the sky and in the future.

——

On this occasion.

Fang Nanxun and Wu Ershi became saints, Niu Hechuan Sikong Wuyi became saints, and the second talent Xu Xian all supported Tang Hong.

Above the holy: Fang Nanxun, Xu Xian.

The pinnacle of becoming a saint: Sikong Wuyi.

With such a strong lineup, plus Tang Hong, not to mention fighting against the thirty-six disaster gods, at least life is safe, but it is a bit late.

...

At this time, at an altitude of five thousand meters, Tang Hong was sitting cross-legged on the fighter plane. He used his holy perception to check Jiang Lulu's physical condition.

There seemed to be some unpredictable alienation in her body.

Tang Hong didn't know the specific consequences. The only thing he could be sure of was that Jiang Lulu's organs failed, as if the genetic cells were rapidly disintegrating.

"Don't frown."

Jiang Lulu raised her eyes with difficulty. She smoothed the wrinkles between Tang Hong's brows. Her fingers were gentle and the temperature was cold, making Tang Hong's hair cold. Could this sign indicate something... Can the Type 19 equipment cure it? Tang Hong was a little nervous not allowed.

He pondered.

Jiang Lulu giggled, her small face was like a flower, and she seemed to be an optimist: "Gods don't make money with blood, so we won't lose money in this wave."

"They're all dead."

"The culprits of the Central Research Institute's demise are all completely cool, so happy."

Jiang Lulu turned her head while talking, and she saw a dazzling light in the sky.

just one glance,

Her pale gold eyes were bleeding... Tang Hong heard Jiang Lulu's urgent reminder, and wiped the blood from the corner of her eyes: "You just lie on the fighter plane, and get treated immediately when you arrive at the military base."

"it's useless."

Jiang Lulu had a strange premonition, she felt that the Type 19 equipment was useless, and looked into the distant night.

Those are the three vacant gods of disaster.

They didn't fight Tang Hong, they just wanted to destroy the high-speed flying fighters and leave Tang Hong behind.

Tang Hong: "I'll stay, I believe they won't hunt and kill you specifically."

Right now.

A deserted voice resounded all around.

"you are wrong."

High above the sky, the wind was strong, and the little girl in green clothes jumped out of the air.

It stared at Jiang Lulu, then looked at Tang Hong: "I suggest that you better kill her...she is being deified, and she will lead the great gods of different spaces to this world in advance."