However, everything that disappears will eventually return slowly.

When the soldiers felt themselves standing on the ground again, and even saw light again before their eyes, they realized that they were not dead.

Opened my eyes blankly.

But suddenly his eyes widened! His mouth opened wide! His face was filled with a look of shock and bewilderment.

Because at this moment, they seemed to be on another battlefield.

Battleships! Battleships everywhere! The boundless sky was now filled with beautiful silver-white battleships. The largest one was even more than ten times the size of a fortress! They quietly floated above the human defense line, completely covering the sky. Only the bottom emitted a soft light, illuminating the already devastated earth.

Did they suddenly go from the mythical battlefield to the cosmic battlefield? But as their initial shock gradually faded, the soldiers gradually reacted.

They definitely couldn't have blocked that kind of attack, but they didn't die at this moment, which could only mean one thing - it was the warships in front of them that saved them! "Look! The logos on these warships!" Someone suddenly pointed at the bottom of the largest warship.

On the silver-white hull, there is an extremely clear logo, which looks like a person with his arms outstretched guarding something around him.

The soldiers had never seen such a symbol.

However, some people seemed to have realized something and immediately took out their mobile phones and clicked on Shen Yi's personal account.

Sure enough! Mr. Shen's profile picture had changed, becoming the same as the logo in front of them! Some people raised their heads again, their eyes gradually became happy, enthusiastic, and even couldn't help screaming.

"This is the Pan-Humanistic Guardian Association!"

"It's Mr. Shen's organization!"

“It’s so shocking!”

"Our civilization is saved!"

"I see, I see. This is the Pan-Human Protection Association! This is the true power of the association! This is what the word 'Pan' means!"

"Hahaha! Space battleships! These are definitely space battleships. They are legions from human civilizations in other universes!"

“.”

As more and more shouts were heard, even those soldiers who didn't know what was happening gradually understood something.

They no longer looked as brazen as they did just now.

Some people even forgot about the battle formation, they shouted excitedly, ran around, hugged everyone they saw, some people collapsed on the ground, looking up at the beautiful warships in the sky, and some people had silly smiles on their faces, but they silently shed tears while smiling . At this moment, people's hearts were filled with joy.

Because they finally understood the true trump card of their human race! From the beginning, they were not the weakest race! But the strongest! Human civilization may be very weak in this universe, but the space fleet in the sky is enough to explain everything. In the multi-dimensional universe, in those unknown worlds, the human race! It is unprecedentedly powerful! They can even establish the Pan-Human Guardian Association and send legions to support across the universe. Can you alien races do it? The commander with a broken leg shouted with joy at this time! "Let these alien races know how powerful humans are!"

The lion-man god's expression changed.

When these countless warships appeared, the Lion God's face changed and was also a little unbelievable. But at that time, he didn't feel too much danger. After all, these warships looked similar to human fighters, just bigger and more numerous. He didn't feel too much aura of strong men from these warships, nor even too much spiritual energy.

Then, this is not a very dangerous weapon for them.

This is common sense in extraordinary civilization.

However, this illusion changed the moment the warships were ready to attack.

He had already felt this power! And then—BOOM!

It was too late for him to notice. The light filled the whole world! The loud noise almost destroyed the world. The power of countless lion-men warriors prevented them from dying easily, but the painful wails resounded throughout the world. Coupled with the disintegrating spiritual energy and the cries for help from the king, the body of the lion-man god began to tremble slightly.

He understood that the legion he brought with him was finished.

Human weapons may not be enough to kill him, but they are enough to kill his people and his legion. The extraordinary people below the sixth level cannot resist the power of the Grey Wind Fleet's cannon salvo! If it weren't for this plane, this planet has been upgraded. Such an attack alone would be enough to destroy several planets! "Roar!"

The Lion God roared, and a terrifying pressure rose up, as if to overwhelm this devastating attack!

Since his subordinates died in battle, then, as a king, he must fight to the death! After all, the seventh level is another completely different level, and it is definitely not something that can be killed by ordinary energy weapons. This is no longer a question of "quantity", but a question of "quality" and level. The kingdom of God is not destroyed, and the gods are immortal. The most primitive divine power, under extreme anger, is like a destructive force that destroys everything, interweaving a terrible law of chaos. The power that seemed to turn everything into nothingness reappears.

Normally, even a space battleship would not be able to resist such a force.

But, is the one that appeared in the sky now an ordinary space battleship? Of course not!

Gray Wind has become a divine weapon, and Shen Yi's power is also intertwined in it! In this endless nothingness where even consciousness seems to be frozen, all the warriors heard a cold snort very clearly.

Perhaps in a moment of less than one ten-thousandth of a second, everything was restored.

It was as if time had been reversed, and yet it was as if nothing had ever happened.

The soldiers looked around blankly again.

Then they saw Hell ahead of them.

Not far away, there were millions of extraordinary troops not long ago, bringing a desperate crisis to mankind, but now, there was only darkness left, and countless "corpses" that could no longer be seen clearly were wriggling in pain. These high-level extraordinary warriors were not even as good as those low-level extraordinary warriors. At least the low-level extraordinary warriors could die without pain, but they had to endure this kind of pain as if even their souls were burned together.

(End of this chapter)