Call of Eschatology

Wenyu watched as Baru's monster darted into its spleen along the white esophagus, and then stopped there.

It's like the resident found his room ...

Wen Yu can even vaguely see that there is a cloud of light and shadow in the rest of the five internal organs except the heart is empty.

Ye Nan, Akkad, Baru Monster, and a top-heavy dragon creature ...

Bai Zhong hit a full blow, and he looked up to meet Wen Yu's pale yellow pupil, and it seemed that he did not take his exposure to his skills seriously.

"I'll take you home."

When Bai said this, Wenyu also put away his surprise to Wuhua Dongtian. He nodded and landed next to Bai.

The two walked out of the ruler's hall and left the castle community. They didn't say a word on the way. Until they reached the teleportation point, Bai opened the teleportation array for Wenyu, and he nodded to Wenyu.

"There will be a period later."

"Goodbye."

After a brief acceptance, the teleportation array began to emit light. After the white light shrouded, Wen Yu felt only a moment of trance. When he was awake again, he appeared on the earth.

He simply identified the direction and flew towards Yanjing.

...

Three months later, the Magic Hall.

Misty white mist shrouded in the four districts of the cold storage. The cold coffins were arranged one after another. With the cold air and the colorful energy flow rising from time to time, this place was reflected like a ghost field.

In this gloomy atmosphere, Wenyu was standing in front of the first cold coffin on the right, and stared at the tall and strong figure carefully.

The roaring creation energy surged out of Wenyu's body. They condensed one node after another in Wenyu's body. When each node was generated, they would drill into the corpse in the cold coffin like a living creature.

Right in front of Wenyu, the creation energy use manual presented by the demon is floating in the air, and the pages will automatically turn with Wenyu's idea.

For several years, this Wenyu clone has been busy here. In addition to doing the work delivered by the Lord, Wenyu has also been cultivating his own "secret weapon" by fake public funds.

Today is the time to harvest!

The creation energy is getting more and more fierce. As the last creation energy node poured into the corpse in the cold coffin, the corpse twitched.

It was like a sheep epilepsy, the amplitude of the corpse twitching became more and more fierce, and the energy fluctuations became more and more arrogant, until the momentum on his body was so strong that even Wenyu couldn't help his side, this change finally came The end.

The body suddenly opened its eyes.

Like the endless stars surging from his eyes, the huge momentum squeezing Wenyu couldn't help going backwards in three steps-this person, even though he was "resurrected to death", experienced great power loss after the toss of creation energy , Which is not comparable to the current Wenyu.

If you compare its strength horizontally, it probably has a fight with the once full-powered Philip-this is definitely a height that Wenyu cannot reach at this stage!

However, the hazy connection of the soul let Wenyu relax completely. He looked at the slowly rising soul, and couldn't help expressing admiration in his mouth.

"Domineering power, unparalleled aura, the name of overlord, as it really is!"

"Welcome back, His Highness Augustus ..."

Wen Yu bowed gently to show respect for this person, and Augustus in the cold coffin slowly looked up.

He first looked at Wen Yu and then looked at the surrounding environment. The momentum gradually weakened, until he stood up, helped the coffin wall to step out of the coffin, and stood beside Wen Yu.

"the host……"

A low, hoarse voice came from Augustus' mouth. Wen Yu nodded slightly with a smile.

"So, can you remember everything that happened to you?"

"Just about ..."

Augustus said so, and after that, his eyes were stubborn, as if thinking of the last battle of his life.

But Wenyu didn't need to explore it. Known intelligence has already shown that the master who once faced Augustus is like a bereavement dog who flees like a dog with a disability. It really has no value.

He just patted Augustus on the shoulder, and then the Netherworld started, and directly returned Augustus to the Netherworld.

This is the first ever arrogant man with extraordinary looks and introverted momentum like a volcano that has not yet erupted. Anyone with a good eye can see the extraordinaryness of Augustus—before Wenyu was not ready, these awakened Tianjiao-level soul is stingy, it is better to stay in the nether world honestly.

After all this was done, Wen Yu gasped for a few breaths. He quickly calmed down his inner excitement, and then walked to another cold coffin.

"Lin Haotian, Wuhua Dongtian sequence one ..."

Looking at the characters above the cold coffin, Wen Yu's eyes suddenly revealed the taste of jokes.

Tianjiao who are "revived" will retain their original skills ...

I just do n’t know how interesting things happened when Bai piracy encountered the pride of Wuhua Dongtian, Lin Haotian.

The creation energy surged again, and then covered Lin Haotian's body.

In the case of concealing the information of the four districts of the cold storage, it takes a short time to wake up a Tianjiao-level sequence one-this is a process in units of years.

But judging by the current situation, Wen Yu seems to have time.

...

Six months later, Yanjing.

The First Hospital of the Yanjing Military Region has begun martial law since this morning. In the early hours of the morning, countless vehicles have already entered the First Hospital. Numerous gynecological and obstetric experts have gone through several security checks and gathered together in the Ward No. 1 of ViP.

Downstairs, the commander's guard is strictly guarding against death, and the entire first hospital of the Yanjing Military Region is firmly blocked to prevent any accidents. On the second floor, high-level military personnel gathered together, as if to welcome a major event.

In front of the ward of ViP No. 1, Wen Yuzheng and Tang Haofei stood smoking on the spot. Wen Yu was light and windy, that is, Lao Tang. At this time, the hand holding the cigarette was shaking constantly, and his eyes kept looking at the ward. A low-force look that can't hide his mind.

Until Wen Yu's right hand was patted lightly on Tang Haofei's shoulder.

"Don't worry, there must be nothing wrong ..."

Having children, with today's technology, it doesn't seem to be a big problem-even if the worst happens, isn't Wenyu still there?

A dream come true enough to pull adults and children all back to the death line.

"Not the problem ... it's just the child ... I'm going to be a dad ..."

Tang Haofei's words were unsatisfactory. Sometimes he smiled, and sometimes he was speechless. Wen Yu was helpless when he saw this. He just silently choked off his cigarette **** and listened to the old Tang Xuxu babbling.

Until a "wow," a loud cry sounded from the ward.