“Just a little bit, just a little bit of time, and we would have successfully entered the small world for refuge! But the Lord of the End of All Things has arrived, and we can't escape!” Some people find it hard to accept.
"Damn Noel Akinni, he assisted - he really wanted to kill everyone!"
"Su Ming'an is dead? No, no! The situation changed too quickly. It was so bright just now, why did it suddenly become like this? I can't accept it!"
"I am dreaming, I must be dreaming..."
"Xue, don't come over here, don't come over here!!!"
Destruction is equal.
Death is equal.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the hundreds of thousands of players who had gathered had melted away. Neither their defensive skills nor their props could withstand this massive snow.
At this moment, the human points progress bar fell like an avalanche.
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"There is no other way. Since Gao Wei has successfully descended, everyone follow me to attack Him!"
Anthony gritted his teeth, raised his right arm, and threw the Spear of Eternity with all his strength. The golden spear pierced the Lord of the End of All Things but did not cause any damage.
The difference in the life essence of the two sides is too great to cause any casualties.
The next moment, a streak of black snow brushed across Anthony's forehead, and his body quickly melted.
"Damn it... Damn it... Damn it! I won't accept it, I won't accept it! Is this the end of humanity? This is too much of a joke. No, no, this is not a joke. Maybe this is the cruelty of reality..." Anthony's voice quickly disappeared, leaving only the slowly falling black snow.
Huade remained calm, commanding people, waving thousands of staffs.
"Wind elves, please listen to our call and build a wind barrier for us to protect us from frost and snow..." Thousands of mages chanted in unison, as if they were singing to destruction.
The light flickered, and they successfully set up the barrier, but it failed to block any snow.
Black snow fell, and the huge group of mages melted in the blink of an eye. Only the staffs fell quietly to the ground.
"It turns out that the enemy Olivers has been facing is such a terrifying enemy..." Dragon Emperor Ian was flying in the air and saw this scene. He did not feel fear but heartache.
He finally understood why Olivers would rather play the villain and control the world with his pen. The enemy was so terrible that he had to do his best.
"You damned black reptile, you dare to make Olivers suffer so much? Today I will make you pay the price!" Ian was furious and roared, rushing towards the Lord of the End of All Things without hesitation.
"Ian! Don't go!" Fear flashed in the eyes of the Elf King Huangala. This level of enemy was not something they could contend with!
Not only them, even the third-level gods present are no match for the Lord of the End of All Things!
The moment the black snow fell on him, Ian burst into tears.
He couldn't imagine how much pressure Olivers had endured, nor could he imagine what would happen to them now if Olivers hadn't copied and started the Great Reset again and again. He also knew that even if he didn't rush forward, he couldn't escape the black snow.
All this, all this...
——This can't end here! If Oliver wakes up and sees this ending, then...
Ian gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
He wanted to rush forward, he wanted to give that dark Terminator a hard punch and tell that guy that Rovasha was not a pest!
But if passion were useful, the world wouldn't be so cruel.
The moment the snow fell on him, he was like a ball of bright gold, burning in the darkness.
The dragon's head was raised, its eyes still proud, but its body melted instantly.
"You--you said you would look at the sunlight in my eyes, damn magpie, where have you been sleeping? I have always misunderstood you, come out!!!"
"At least...at least listen to my last apology..."
"Please, Oliver, I was wrong before, just listen to my apology..."
In the inky snow, the sunlight gradually disappeared.
A golden eyeball fell from the sky and broke into pieces.
The dragon's head melted and the sky became silent.
No part of the world was spared from this black snow.
The lights on the ground were as numerous as stars, but they went out one by one, and finally only darkness was left.
Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions.
Under absolute destruction, the number of lives lost is countless.
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Lu Shu had already swallowed the Abyss Godhead. With a pair of bat wings spread out from behind him, he flew towards the World Tree with thousands of vampires, hoping to catch up with the final battlefield.
However, the moment the snow fell, he felt himself melting.
Like a withered ginkgo leaf.
"In fact, I have never wavered, nor have I ever felt that anyone would become a stranger. Not in the past, not now, and not in the future..." His voice was firm and disappeared in an instant.
Lin Yin lowered his head in silence.
Originally, there were noisy casual players standing below her. Now there was thick snow layer after layer below her.
There was no sound or figure left.
When she touched the snow, her body held out for a moment, then began to crumble, melt, and dissipate...
"No way..." She raised her lips: "Is this the ending..."
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