The King of Rebirth in the End Times

At the moment when the sound wave spread all over the world, Cyril was trapped in a low-level air-raid shelter in the United States and was forbidden to go out. Compared with Su Qinglan who didn't plan to reply when he didn't understand the meaning of the sound wave, this is a very difficult situation for people in a helpless situation. It is a hope for Cyril who borrowed his strength to leave here.

After discovering that the appearance of the sound wave was not a coincidence, he immediately twisted it into a very strong silk thread with his weak strength, reversely traced the place where the sound wave was emitted, and left behind a distress signal and address that people in the last days understand.

Cyril, the top talent of all major forces, has a spectrum in his heart. To understand this level of technology, he must have seen it before. It is not difficult to make an instrument. The problem is to emit sound waves in the environment where the power supply is lost. , I am afraid that he is a strong man who has returned to the past.

If the other party is not from his own side, it is likely to be from Su Qinglan or Kovo Boda's side. Only these two forces have the most S-level powerhouses.As long as you are not unlucky enough to meet someone who turns out to be a life-and-death enemy, you don't have to worry about the other party's unwillingness to come to save you. People in the last days have an instinct to protect their own race.

You must know that what he possesses is a psychic power driven by spiritual power. If Cyril still possesses the power of the last days, there is no need to look at the faces of these ordinary people. he strength.

The handsome man's face was as cold as ice, and his fingers were drawing endlessly on the table. Cyril didn't feel annoyed at all that he angered his other self on the spur of the moment. The other party can grow to that level, in other words He also has the same potential.With only one body, it is impossible for them to truly achieve peaceful coexistence, and interests can become the bond connecting them.

Originally, it was a good time to lay the foundation in the early days of the end of the world, but encountered the surveillance of the state. What is more depressing than knowing the future but having no way to pre-arrange it.

At the moment when Cyril was affected by the memory of the future, the wings of the butterfly fluttered. In his memory, he had already returned to Italy at this age, but because he heard the familiar music in France, he ran to the park. Caused myself to miss the people waiting at the coffee shop.

By accident, Cyril didn't want to go back to Italy so soon, and came to the United States to deal with simple things in order to relax, but in the end, the end of the world was approaching before he knew it.The blue eyes looked helplessly at the metal wall in front of him, and now he was waiting for the owner of the sound wave to come to help.

The roar of the helicopter sounded from above, making Cyril, who was sitting quietly in the room, raise his eyebrows in surprise, and expanded the mental power that had surrounded the air-raid shelter again. Sure enough, that huge sound wave also followed, The shock made my ears ache.

In the sky above the air-raid shelter, all the launch ports of the shells were aimed at the direction of the helicopter, but they could not make the pilot feel the slightest fear. When I reached the destination, I pulled the accelerator aggressively, and the noise of the engine changed accordingly.

There are many survivalists in the United States. Some people even build air-raid shelters in their own homes, or continue to dig deeper into the basement, and bury an armored steel container-sized box underground, which contains the necessities for the end of the world, generally including Lots of weapons and ammunition.So when they brought the helicopter over, there was a lot of gunfire on the ground.

The nose of the plane tilted down, and the helicopter passed through many obstacles unscathed, and began to slow down under the eyes of everyone.

"Haha, bro, they look so silly!"

The wind blows the hair everywhere, and the wide scarf around the neck flutters. The boy who opened the door supports his body with one hand. Pointing at the stunned army below with one hand, he said with a big laugh.

In the back seat of the pilot is a big man with his limbs tied up, cursing American swear words. Borshak struggles to drive a helicopter with two short legs. A child less than ten years old can't drive a normal person. The plane looked extraordinarily ridiculous, however, no one who saw this scene could laugh.

The crimson pupils were full of rebelliousness, and the boy with short red hair sneered, keenly caught the wave that represented supernatural powers, and shouted mockingly towards the air-raid shelter.

"Siril, there are times when you need someone to save you!"

Through the exploration of mental strength, the eyes of the blond man were as cold as ice slag for an instant. He knew who the guy who came to rescue was, it turned out to be two ice and fire lunatics belonging to Kowoboda!

At the same time, Su Qinglan, who was far away in Shanghai, frowned. Hearing the sound waves representing the people in the last days again made her mood complicated, thinking that after rebirth, she would never see the people she once knew again. But I didn't expect that there would be people from the future.He carefully sensed whose power was driving the sound waves, but to no avail.

After splashing water on his face to cool off, Su Qinglan scooped up a towel hanging on the side and wiped his face. All kinds of guesses swirled in his mind. The names of every qualified doomsday powerhouse slipped across his mind. His insignificant Said.

"Who the hell..."

"What's wrong."

He couldn't even raise his voice when he asked questions. The boy's white clothes had long been filthy. Only the black Satanic Bible was still firmly protected in his arms. When he bent down, the skin on his stomach was released. Mark doesn't care.Xiang Bo crouched on the ground disregarding his image, his short black hair was completely soaked in sweat, dripping down.

The young man poured water from the spring, his throat was so thirsty that it was almost smoking, and he looked enviously at the guy standing by the public pool without sweating, it was a monster, and the amount of exercise in the afternoon did not make him take a breather.

"I just think the world is amazing."

Su Qinglan also scooped out a bottle of spring water from the box on the ground, sat beside Xiang Bo, and said.

Zombies, supernatural powers, and doomsday are all kinds of surprises. Before 2012, they were so normal that they couldn't be more normal. As a result, when the meteorite came, there was a big change, which directly refreshed everyone's worldview.

"Did you clean up that street?"

Without intending to answer other related questions, Su Qinglan licked the wet lips of the sleeping quilt, as if he could taste the rich blood with the tip of his tongue. He knew that his expression was really abnormal, but he was used to seeing the end of the world In the big killing scene, there are too few things that can affect the mind.

"It's almost there, I'll check it again later, you're so scary... aren't you scared when you see those?"

Xiang Bo lowered his head and stared at his trembling fingers, feeling that his heart was still beating out of order. Even he, who had seen the darkness before, felt chills from what he had seen before. It was like a lingering nightmare in my mind.Life is so fragile and tenacious, remembering that there were still people who survived the car accident, he couldn't help but smile sourly.

This is human beings, inexplicably touched, even in a desperate situation, they can fight for a way out.

"If you have seen the real mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, you won't be afraid."

Because of his words, the previous crazy scene reappeared, Su Qinglan lowered her eyes and curled her lips to feel the steady heartbeat in her chest, and sighed without a trace of emotion like a raving in a dream.

In the middle of the apocalypse, the black-haired man calmly stood on the city wall and looked down at the battlefield. He was greeted with the coldness of the dead, and the overwhelming aura of killing could not move him. Behind him was his companion who was also ready to go.

Overwhelming zombies gather around their territory, tens of thousands of high-level zombies are active in it, and there are mutated monsters flapping their wings in the air.There are more than 700 million zombies moving quickly under the city, and they are as dark as the endless demons of Shura Dao. Their eyes are all ferocious and greedy, staring at all the living people in the city.

You said, how can people who have gone through hell be afraid of the dead in the mortal world...

"I'm going to the air-raid shelter at night, believers of Satan, do you want to save the world in darkness, or mock the stupidity of the world in hell."

Walking in front of Xiang Bo, with his arms on his knees, he bent down and said jokingly to the boy.

"Second of the Nine Lessons, Satan represents real existence, not spiritual fantasy."

Xiang Bo was startled, he smiled and opened the cover of the Satanic Bible, and he read out a line of it gently, this.Also represents his reply.Whoever says that Satan cannot represent salvation, whoever says that Satan cannot have mercy, is just the self-distortion of the world.

Shanghai air-raid shelter.

As the top rich man in Shanghai, He Dongguo lived in a VIP-level room with those important government officials as a matter of course. His wife, who was born in a military and political family, was doing complicated tea-making movements, and she served him a cup without any surprise. Tea.He Dongguo looked at the woman's gentle and sharp demeanor with satisfaction. He deserved to be a doctor in the field. He took a sip from his cup and praised.

"Anshu's tea art is getting better and better."

"If Dong Guo came to make tea, he must be better than me."

The woman dressed in fashion took a look at her husband's calm attitude from beginning to end, walked up to him and squeezed his shoulders, and looked at the man's extra gray hair with distress, which was only seen by him these days The other party is busy with something.The son is so old, others say that people can enjoy the blessings in middle age, but He Dongguo is still as forgetful as he was when he was young when he gets busy.

"Anshu, what's the date today?"

"December 11."

He Dongguo couldn't be bothered to look at the calendar hanging on the wall behind him. When he heard the woman, He Dongguo laughed inexplicably. In less than five days, disasters came one by one as the boy expected. How lucky and unfortunate it is .

The room was quiet, the woman accompanied her husband here and waited for the passage of time, the sound of footsteps sounded from far to near, the crisp sound of footsteps with an indescribable sense of rhythm, inadvertently can affect your senses, the knock on the door The door sounded as promised.

Sitting on the chair with his palms on his cheeks, He Dongguo said in a leisurely tone that made others' teeth itch.

"The days go by so quickly... don't you think so?"

The door was pushed open, and there was a young man standing with his hands down, with a saber hanging obliquely on his waist, and his sharp brows carried the high spirit of a soldier.Su Qinglan casually kicked the guard who fell silently to the side, and looked indifferently at the couple inside.

"Really, that may be your illusion."