The King of Rebirth in the End Times

32 years of the last century

Shanghai, the top floor of the tallest building in the city center.

A tall man stood in front of the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, silently looking out of the window.In the spacious and luxurious conference room, there were a few middle-aged people who bowed their heads and said nothing, and the room was full of palpitations.

These middle-aged people are all orientals in similar uniforms, and they have extraordinary bearing. One can tell at a glance that they are high-ranking people who have been in high positions all year round. The extravagance of the queen, but the perseverance and firmness like a soldier.However, at this time, their expressions were all suppressing the same sadness and sorrow, and the man standing in front of the window was faintly headed.

Gradually, a slight tremor that ordinary people could not detect came from the ground, and the faces of everyone present changed slightly, only the standing young man remained unchanged.

Until even the large craft vase placed in the room visibly trembled, one of the people sitting closest to the top finally stood up abruptly, looked at the man with his back to them, and spoke with difficulty. Said: "My lord..."

The man honored as 'Master' finally turned around and looked at his subordinates.

The pitch-black robe that reaches the ground, the crow-black waist-length hair, the long and narrow phoenix eyes, and the rare pure black pupils are calm, like frozen black ice, the deep cold is pressing.The stern man seemed to be infested with the splendor of the night, his cold and sharp aura pointed directly at people's hearts, making people dare not look directly in awe, but unconsciously bewitched by the danger of darkness.

The vicissitudes brought about by the years and experience are clearly reflected in his eyebrows and eyes. This is a kind of calm and self-confidence that surpasses his youthful appearance. It does not disobey the appearance of a man but a young man, but his temperament and demeanor blur his appearance. , making it hard to see how old he is.

Putting aside the timid aura, the extremely handsome long-haired man glanced indifferently across the faces of these close subordinates, and said with a sigh: "The earth is about to be destroyed, and it is beyond human power to stop it. We have no time to plan our lives, we cannot live without the earth, and we cannot survive in outer space, everything is just fantasy.”

The words paused, he looked up slightly at the exquisite ceiling and the luxurious chandelier that was not turned on because it was daytime, no matter how brand-new the interior decoration was, the decayed musty smell and stale air could not be removed.

"At any rate, the space station in outer space can retain some records of human civilization, proving the existence of human beings. In the 32 years of the last century, we struggled for 32 years in the last days to survive, but it seemed as long as a lifetime."

"Why, why! We are working hard to live, and the lost cities have been retaken and rebuilt by humans. The days are getting better every day. It is only a matter of time before it changes back to the way it was before the end of the world. Time! Time! God, why don't you give humans more Time!"

A middle-aged man couldn't help crying out his inner despair, for the survival of human beings, for the earth under our feet, and for the hopeless future, as long as human beings can't surpass the earth with their own ability and body To survive in outer space, no human being can survive!

At this time, in the eyes of others, no matter how resolute and iron-blooded a man is, no matter how wise and open-minded the chief is, he cannot suppress the grief in his heart.

The long-haired man sighed silently on his lips, and his indifferent expression added a sense of helplessness and gloom. After living for so many years, he is no longer afraid of death. Who didn't survive by risking their lives like stepping on a tightrope in the last days? He has seen too much, experienced too much, and has long been numb, but when he thinks of his life-and-death companions, trusting his subordinates, and revering the people of his territory, no matter how cold his heart is, he can't help but throb.

The responsibility of turning more than 1000 million fresh lives into a king is firmly locked on him, and the burden is on him. He is already 49, and he has no hope of passing the age of 50 depending on the situation. After the second major reshuffle, the leader of one of the seven top powers in the world can be regarded as living enough.

The shaking on the ground became more and more intense, and even the other furniture in the room began to shift. Even in the highest position of the Shanghai building, the panicked screams and confusion of the people below could be heard.The long-haired man turned his head and glanced outside. Destruction is always easier than creation, and it only takes a day for prosperity to become ruined.

Recovering these rebuilt cities has also been his painstaking effort for decades. The residents accommodated in the territory include Chinese people and foreigners with other skin colors and hair colors before the end of the world. Maybe it will not be a problem to unify the nationalities in a few years, and they are all Lost the fatherland voluntarily or compelled to follow his people.

A trace of rare tenderness and sadness flashed in the stern man's eyes. He didn't want to protect his people from this catastrophe, but it was beyond human power.

He raised his hand, pale skin was exposed from the wide sleeve robe, a lean and powerful arm, the slender right hand had a graceful line, the pink nails were trimmed round, and there was a thin layer of calluses on the pads of the fingers. The joints are more prominent.

Seeing this astonishing hand that is as white as jade and with onion-tips, anyone who has experienced killing and fighting will feel horrified. This is not only a beautiful hand that can be called art, but in their eyes it is even more The hand of a murderer who can easily pinch his throat to deal with life and death!

With his palm facing upwards, he focused his attention on mobilizing his power. The pure and terrifying power of death gushed out from his hand, and wave after wave of invisible waves surged in the air. The city, forming a light black translucent energy mask above the city, trying to stabilize the turmoil in this range.

The sky in the last days is gray and turbid, but the vast blue in my memory is deeply engraved in my heart. However, at this time, the gray sky is dyed with a magnificent red like a burning cloud, and the long-haired man is a little stunned. Gazing at this bleak red, his supernatural senses made him keenly aware of the meteorite and the accompanying flame flying from the distant sky through the clouds to the ground.

"Let me protect my people until the last moment." He murmured softly, a smile like melting ice and snow appeared on his perennially indifferent face.

At least, at this moment, death is fair to everyone, and no one can escape this extreme destruction.

The people who were originally ashamed and desperate, cheered up after hearing the man's words, thinking of the countless people who have suffered so much. Even if human beings have no future, they will still try their best to prove to the world that abandoned them that they Desire for life and unyielding.

This race that has lasted for millions of years is the master of the earth. Even if they were once occupied by zombies and human civilization was destroyed after the end of the world, they are not worthy of this tenacious intelligent race!

All kinds of supernatural powers are released from all over the world, both for destruction and protection. The majestic power of death appeases the frightened people. It is the power they regard as the leader of their faith. Even if it is such a cold dark attribute power, But it makes the hearts of people within the protection range of the enchantment warm, like salvation. In the last century, only being strong can make people feel at ease and respect.