Yang Xing gritted his teeth and instantly listed the Bluebird as his number one enemy to kill.
This was a city he had painstakingly built over two years, and someone actually wanted to steal it right under his nose? He couldn't tolerate it!
"ah--"
"It's coming—the devil is coming—"
The people standing in the square were trembling, and the timid ones were hugging each other and screaming.
"Oh My God……"
It wasn't until he saw it with his own eyes that Yang Xing truly understood the "sense of world destruction" that Hori had described.
This is a force that no living being can withstand; even a god wouldn't dare say they have absolute certainty.
The dark clouds were like a shattered void, pitch black, but an unfathomable darkness.
Because its "blackness" stems solely from "lack of light".
Yang Xing suddenly remembered Xiao He's original weapon—the Jade Lotus, which was said to be the essence, or origin, of Han Fulav.
Like the ice dragon once sealed in the abyss of Sangcang, it is the origin of Sangmaikui.
They were originally a flower and a dragon...
"The power of life and death...the power of creation and destruction..."
"The power of destruction..."
He stopped looking at the computer screen and got up to go to the observation deck of Flying Dragon One, where he stood tall and proud, facing the desolate void.
[Xiao He: Why aren't you offline yet?! Aren't I almost there?]
Yang Xing: Confidence
[Xiao He: You're capable]
What Yang Xing didn't say was that he had a special way of saving his life.
That is his only awakened talent skill—datafication.
This skill can turn everything within the central tower's area into virtual data, including living beings.
The central tower's octagonal prism has a wide coverage area. He tethered a few sheep to the westernmost edge, holding their health feedback devices in his hand.
Once an indicator drops, he will immediately activate this talent skill to "deceive" the life-or-death judgment of the alternation line.
"Buzz..."
The machine in his hand trembled, and a red line on a small screen was desperately dropping.
Apart from that, the other lines did not fluctuate significantly.
And under that drastically decreasing red line, the word "spirit" is marked.
Therefore, they are merely experiencing "extreme panic".
Their vision and hearing were not changed; it's just that there was no light or sound source in that environment.
"So that's how it is..." Yang Xing felt slightly relieved.
He didn't activate his innate skills, but simply stared blankly as the crumbling world approached him...
"Hehehe...hehe..."
A strange, indistinguishable male or female laugh rang in his ears.
In the blink of an eye, it vanished like a ghost.
"What's this? Greeting me?"
Yang Xing turned around, looking at the rapidly passing dark clouds, a barely perceptible fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.
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