2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Ning Yuansi fled back to the high wall as fast as he could in his life, and couldn't help but shudder after landing.

"Disobeying orders and acting without permission will result in a three-month suspension after the incident is over." Yanshi glared at the disobedient newcomer and pointed at his nose.

Ning Yuansi shrank his neck, not daring to say anything, and quietly took two steps back and hid behind Tianshou.

Yan Yiming glanced sideways at the young man, but did not speak for him.

It is true that he acted without permission to save his brother, but some things cannot be viewed from a personal standpoint. The rock lion punished him not only because he disobeyed the order, but also warned him not to kill himself because of his impulse.

Being young and passionate is a good thing, but you must not be reckless. This is for his own good.

On the edge of the thousand-meter deep pit, a fierce battle was still going on.

But at this point it was more like a one-sided beating than a battle.

The horns are ferocious, the top of the skull is burning with fire, and the figure covered in black armor looks like a demon crawling out of hell. It knelt on one knee on the molten Lord's huge forehead, and two pairs of fists fell like raindrops, making a deafening sound.

Just a few seconds passed, and the thick rock layer covering its surface collapsed into dust, and almost the entire area was sunken.

The Molten Lord roared angrily, and beat his face crazily with three arms, trying to swat the tiny ant-like figure away, but every time he was blocked by a sudden flash of blood-red light curtain.

The barrier composed of blood-red hexagons can be said to be broken at the slightest touch. It looks as fragile as glass, but the huge hill-like fist will be bounced away every time it hits it. Immediately afterwards, the power of the "devil's" next punch will become particularly powerful.

The crimson figure flew up and kicked hard on the remaining horn of the Molten Lord.

With a "snap" sound like a tree breaking, the huge black horn with dark red patterns broke all the way.

"Roar!" The Molten Demon Lord roared upwards, and the sound stirred up dust all over the sky. However, the people on the high wall in the distance saw nothing but powerless rage in their eyes.

"I actually think it's a bit pitiful." Lan Yan, who was wearing ill-fitting clothes, suddenly murmured in a low voice.

"Yeah." Ning Yuansi nodded sympathetically.

"By the way, don't you think that... person looks a lot like a molten demon?" Tianshou frowned slightly and said, "There are horns on the top of his head, four arms, and he is covered in jet-black rock armor. He can freely control flames... ."

After he said this, everyone else's eyes lit up and they nodded in agreement.

"And those red barriers can absorb power. Every time he is shattered by an attack, his counterattack will become particularly fierce." Wu Shisan, who had been observing silently for a long time, said.

"So strong." Ning Yuansi clenched her fists excitedly, feeling the blood boiling in her chest.

However, the next second he suddenly widened his eyes and uttered two words in a straight voice:

"Fuck!"

On the edge of the deep pit in the distance, the red figure hugged the huge broken horn with four arms. The flames surrounding the body surged, and he actually used the sharp broken horn as a weapon to thrust into the eyes of the Molten Lord. .

The Molten Demon Lord roared and waved his hands to stop it, but was still blocked by the blood-red barrier. Then the barrier shattered, and the speed of the broken horn suddenly accelerated a few minutes.

"Pfft!"

Golden, hot blood splashed, and the beast's painful roar echoed through the sky. The huge broken horn actually penetrated deeply into the molten demon lord's eye socket, leaving only one third outside.

"It's so...so cool." Ning Yuansi shuddered excitedly, feeling a tingling sensation from the soles of her feet to the sky.

The Melting Demon Lord suffered such trauma and still did not die on the spot. He roared and stretched out his hand to hold the broken horn, and then pulled it out forcefully, bringing out a large splash of golden blood.

The "Devil" stood quietly and did not stop it. However, when the broken horn was completely pulled out, it turned into a red afterimage and rushed straight into the empty eye socket that was large enough to pass the train.

The next second, the Molten Lord's figure felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his painful roar was almost crazy. His huge body fell heavily backwards to the ground, causing a mud wave more than ten meters high.

Everyone on the high wall looked at this scene with solemn expressions, and no one spoke.

The Melting Demon Lord struggled and rolled in pain, his roars becoming more painful and shrill, completely losing his original power.

If this king-level mutant was originally a proud lion, even though it was covered in scars without lowering its head, now it is like a Chihuahua caught in a door.

Not long after, a fire suddenly lit up in the dark eyes of the Molten Demon Lord, and a thick pillar of crimson flame suddenly burst out from it, reaching nearly a hundred meters into the sky before dissipating.

The roar of the Molten Lord suddenly stopped, and his three arms crashed to the ground, stirring up several feet of smoke and dust.

This powerful alien species that almost destroyed half of the city and had incredibly tenacious vitality finally disappeared completely.

"Dead...dead?" Ning Yuansi still couldn't believe it.

"I guess my brain is already ripe." Tianshou smacked his lips.

"Yan Ju, what should we do next?" Yanshi frowned and looked to his side.

Yan Yiming didn't seem to hear, he just stared at the huge mountain-like corpse in the distance.

"Yanju." Yanshi shouted again.

"Huh?" Yan Yiming suddenly came back to his senses and turned to look at him.

"It's time for you to decide what to do now." Yanshi said in a deep voice.

The matter is far from over. There are still alien species raging in the city, and the mastermind behind this disaster has not been caught yet. Maybe the enemy is hiding in a corner to observe the situation and plotting further actions.

Now the deputy director of the Special Branch is present. As the captain of the Shanlan team, he also needs to listen to the other party's instructions.

Yan Yiming quickly adjusted himself. He was still the resolute, steady and reliable deputy director of the General Bureau of Special Affairs: "Lord Molten Demon is dead, so there is no need to worry about this. Qingfeng and Lan Yan, you two are responsible for searching the city behind you. , searching for suspicious persons. The remaining people went to the Huli area to support the Gray Mountain team."

There is also a king-level titan there, which the Gray Mountain team alone may not be able to handle. Not to mention that there are probably enemies hiding around and waiting for opportunities, just like they did against himself and the Shanlan team.

"Yes!" Everyone present responded in unison.

Ning Yuansi then asked cautiously: "Then... what should you do with your brother?"

"I'll stay and watch him." Yan Yiming sighed, narrowing his eyes and looking at the edge of the pit in the distance.

The body of Lord Molten lay on the ground, and in the dark eyes, a figure slowly crawled out from inside.

He turned into a blood-red pupil again, completely naked, with no trace of scars or dirt on his pale skin.

This "person"...isn't Yan Muyun after all.

Yan Yiming frowned, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom.

"Don't be in a daze, everyone get moving immediately!" Yanshi shouted loudly and slapped a newcomer on the back of the head.

"Captain..." Ning Yuansi felt a little aggrieved, feeling that he was avenging his personal revenge.

"Hey, look behind you, in the sky." Tianshou suddenly said with a trembling voice.

Everyone turned around and looked up, then froze.

Perhaps they were all too focused on watching the killing of Lord Molten, and no one noticed...

The sky is cracked.