After people confirmed with each other and found out that the text message was indeed sent by that mysterious number and that mysterious association, everyone felt a mixture of surprise and joy.

The reason is simple.

This Pan-Human Guardian Association is so mysterious! From the first day they appeared, they accurately predicted the occurrence of disasters. Even the spectacular volcanic eruption that appeared in front of everyone at this moment was warned by this association four days in advance!

Who are they and how did they do it? No one can explain it to this day!

No one could find even the slightest trace.

This mystery, in this seemingly hopeless situation, becomes a possibility! Everyone couldn't help but think about it.

Since there is no way to save them, then does the Pan-Human Guardian Association, which also has no way to explain, have the possibility of saving them?

The people who were watching them in front of the screen with a tragic mood also noticed the changes in their expressions and the ringing of the text messages.

"what happened?"

“Is it a text message from the association?”

“No way!”

"Hurry up and tell me!"

Barrages of comments flashed across the screen, and many people had already guessed what had happened, but they just couldn't be sure.

Hong Feizhang picked up the walkie-talkie again.

"Everyone, follow the message sent by the Pan-Human Protection Association, stay where you are and wait for rescue!"

Although he knew that sometimes, the greater the hope, the more painful it would be once disappointed.

However, this text message is like a shot of adrenaline before a dying person.

In this case, we might as well give greater hope!

Everyone couldn't help but get excited.

Hope resurfaced in their hearts.

And at this moment.

Everyone in front of the screen finally knew what happened.

In an instant, the entire screen was covered with dense barrage of comments!

"Is this really a text message from the association?!"

"What rescue are you waiting for?"

"Is there any help? Help from the Pan-Humanism Guardian Association!?"

"Can they really do that? Under the circumstances?"

"Don't just give people hope and then fail to fulfill it, or I'll go crazy!"

“.”

This change came too suddenly. After all, the mysterious Pan-Human Guardian Association had not made any moves except for sending a warning text message.

Now, no one knows what this text message, which is not a warning, means.

——What will they do!?

It was not just the people in the East who were excited and full of anticipation as if they were grasping at the last glimmer of hope. Even other parts of the world were shocked by this sudden news.

Apart from the host who was broadcasting live, reports one after another floated by like snowflakes.

"The mysterious Pan-Human Guardian Association sent a text message at this time, asking these 130,000 people to wait for rescue! Do they have a way to save these people?"

"At this moment of disaster, everyone has a question in their mind: who are the Pan-Humanity Guardian Association?"

“If the Association can save the East, why can’t it save us?”

"Three minutes at most!! This is a rescue promise that is impossible for humans to fulfill!"

“.”

The outbreak of the disaster has proved that the warning is true. From that moment on, the Pan-Human Protection Association has firmly grasped everyone's attention! Everyone is watching everything in the picture with tension and curiosity.

Don't even dare to miss any shot.

Suddenly, something strange happened!

The blinding lightning struck from the sky where there was no dark cloud at all, with a rumbling sound. There was not just one, but several purple lightning bolts entangled like dragons and snakes, right in front of the highway.

Everyone was shocked.

When the blinding flash passed, people looked up and saw a tall man floating above the place where the lightning struck. He was wearing a brown robe, his eyes glowing lavender light under his hood, thick lightning bolts surrounded his arms, and there seemed to be surging waves of air rolling around him.

“What the hell!!!”

Liao Jingwei screamed and almost threw his phone away.

The rest of the people weren't much better.

"Grass!"

"Are you kidding me?"

"What the hell! What the hell!"

Loud shouts were heard one after another. People jumped up excitedly and stamped their feet hard, but they could not express the shock they felt at the moment.

They thought through all sorts of scenarios.

I even imagined a bunch of large and advanced planes flying from afar, like the technologically powerful organizations in those science fiction movies.

But, I didn't expect it at all.

There is actually a man who comes with thunder and lightning!

This is completely beyond people's imagination!

Around the world, some people at the top of the social pyramid who are also paying attention to the disaster site are particularly excited.

"It's him! There's no doubt about it!"

"The man who saved the plane crash!"

"Oh my god, this man is indeed related to the Pan-Human Guardian Association."

"Who on earth is he?"

“.”

This was not the first time Shen Yi appeared, but this time, at the beginning of the end of the world, he wanted to thoroughly establish the name of the Pan-Human Protection Association! His eyes, which exuded a magical halo, slowly swept across the stunned crowd.

The unbridled display of powerful force carries with it an invisible sense of oppression.

However, not many people were afraid.

Everyone was shaking with excitement.

They were shocked to see the miracle in front of them! This was a miracle that could never happen! Because it was beyond everyone's imagination! It even made people doubt whether they were still in reality! Shen Yi spoke.

His voice, accompanied by a tiny thunder, instantly reached the ears of everyone at the scene.

"You have shown the courage to stand up to disaster. Stay where you are and Qiwu will take you to the fortress."

The tone was very simple, and no emotion could be heard. After leaving these words, Shen Yi turned around, slowly landed on the ground, and walked towards the burning meteorite that was whistling like raindrops, step by step.

He stretched out his right hand.

Along with the lavender light, an exquisite baguette gradually materialized in his hand. Lightning kept surging on the intricate patterns. He just casually and simply rotated a few times in the palm of his hand, which caused a huge gale and rolled up a large amount of dust.

The tyrannical power was fully displayed in his every move! Everyone opened their eyes wide.

What does he want to do? This question comes to everyone's mind.

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