Darkness is Coming

   In the dream battlefield, Wen Yan clearly saw that Qi Lie's body was torn apart in the collision with the building, she nodded with satisfaction, kept adjusting the direction of her fall, and finally landed like a cannonball on the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the China World Trade Center.

  The glass ceiling shattered, but Wen Yan's figure did not continue to fall. She stood on the stone pillar in the center of the restaurant, looking out at the coast.

   "There are two left." Wen Yan murmured softly, she decided to stay here and wait, she believed that the last two prey would be delivered to the door by herself. She knew that since Yang Xiaoqian deliberately chose the place of battle in the dream at the Guomao Building, he would definitely come to the place where all these hatreds started, and he would definitely come quickly because he would not leave time. Get yourself back in shape.

   Sure enough, just a few seconds later, a cloud of darkness rose from the coast and flew towards the direction of the International Trade Building.

   When the distance was getting closer, Wen Yan could clearly see the appearance of the dark mass, it was a terrifying behemoth, and its spread wings cast a dark shadow on the ground that covered the sky and the sun. On the huge and unparalleled head, the blood-red fusiform pupils exude a strange and demonic light, and there are rings like buckles under the head, spaced at equal distances, row upon row. The ring is like a scale, with a larger area. The dark black muscles are sunken, and there is nothing inside. The abdominal sac is composed of black strips tens of meters long. It is impossible to tell whether it is muscle or bone. The middle is regularly spaced. Open the gap, and a large amount of gray steam is discharged from the inside between each ups and downs.

   This is a giant dragon in Western mythology, the black dragon that was captured alive in the defense of the Southern Capital.

   There was a figure standing on top of the dragon's head, black clothes and black pants, black pupils and black hair, almost blending into the dark ink color of the dragon.

  Wen Yan watched his hair and coat dance in the wind, like a black flame, and couldn't help but lose his mind.

After    flew close to the sky above the International Trade Building, the dragon raised its head high and let out a deafening roar, and the sound waves rolled towards Wen Yan.

   "Oh?" Wen Yan raised the corners of his mouth, looked at Yang Xiaoqian standing on top of the dragon's head with interest, and asked, "Have you tamed this little cutie so soon?"

  Whether it is "small" or "cute", neither definition can be associated with this ferocious beast in the air that can whip up a gust of wind by flapping its wings. But these words came out of Wen Yan's mouth without being abrupt at all. Compared with her real monster, the magic dragon can also be regarded as a harmless little cutie.

"Billions of billions of research funding are not for nothing. Although I haven't been able to master the language used by this large lizard, it is not difficult for it to understand some simple instructions. Oh, I forgot to tell you that its IQ is quite high. , it should be considered the most ideal mount and pet." Yang Xiaoqian did not meet as usual, but instead started talking nonsense, "How is it, do you want it? Send it to you?"

"Heh." Wen Yan looked away and looked around, his eyes as cold as frost and sharp as knives wandered around, searching for the figure of another prey, Yang Xiaoqian put up such a big battle to attract attention, naturally to create a surprise attack for Yu Qian Opportunity, in the face of the two most powerful opponents in the human awakening, arrogant as warm words will not take it lightly.

   "Seriously, I'll send it to you." Yang Xiaoqian said solemnly, as soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up slightly, and the magic dragon rushed towards Wen Yan fiercely.

   Facing the magic dragon, Wen Yan did not dodge. She instinctively noticed the abnormality the moment the dragon got close. This dragon was different from the one she killed in Emerosa.

   It has no fishy smell on it!

   This is fake!

   Just when Wen Yan realized that the so-called taming the dragon was just a lie, the dragon close to her collapsed into a huge black mist, shrouding her in it.

The sight suddenly darkened, making the "Eyes" of the "Dragon" falling down even more conspicuous. They were two strange instruments emitting red light, with a decorative color flat contact lens the size of a grinding disc attached to the outside. contact lenses. In addition to the two blood-red "big eyes", a set of stereo and audio amplifiers were falling.

"The dragon cry just now must have come from these instruments. It sounds like a recording." Wen Yan thought to himself, "Interesting, in order to make the black fog close to me, it is really expensive. A lot of thought."

   Soon, the black fog condensed into a sphere with a diameter of up to ten meters, which sealed Wen Yan, while the stone pillar on which Wen Yan stood was shattered by the black fog. When the last ray of light in the ball disappeared, the weapon formed by the condensed black mist attacked Wen Yan from all directions. After hitting the target, it collapsed into mist again, and floated back to the inner wall of the ball to become a part of the ball again.

   "Yang Xiaoqian, is there a truth in your mouth?" Wen Yan let those innocuous weapons hit him and asked with a sneer.

   "Yes, I think you all **** to die, this sentence really can't be more true."

  Yang Xiaoqian's voice came from a distance, Wen Yan quickly locked the position, and then his body suddenly moved, rushing towards the direction of the voice.

   But Wen Yan's fist did not break the inner wall of the sphere as easily as expected. It was not that the defensive power of the sphere formed by the black mist was strong, but because Wen Yan's fist fell into the air.

   At the moment Wen Yan left, the hollow sphere formed by the black mist also moved in the same direction and moved at the same speed, making Wen Yan's punch fall into the air.

  The movement of the black fog was silent, and Wen Yan was in a dark space with no light, and her vision was useless, so she could not see the movement of the inner wall of the sphere.

Wen Yan punched in the air and fell under the influence of gravity. Standing on the inner wall of the sphere, he quickly threw his fist around his body in a thoughtful manner, and the fist wind whistled. If there is light shining into the goal at this time, he can see his two arms. The afterimages left behind.

   "Oh, interesting." Wen Yan smiled and slowly closed his eyes, the crystals outside the body began to shatter and fall off.

  Yang Xiaoqian stood high in the sky, stepping on the palm of the black ghost, holding his breath, staring at the huge sphere under his feet.

   "Boom"

The dull sound of    echoed inside the sphere, like the heartbeat of a giant.

   Yang Xiaoqian's expression moved slightly, and the black ghost immediately spread its wings and quickly climbed towards the higher stratosphere.

Below, the black ball shattered and disintegrated, like a chicken pecked through a bullet casing, a giant hand protruded from it, the back of the hand and the fingers had no skin, and the dark red tendons turned out, with a high temperature. White steam.

  The giant who once rampaged in the China World Trade Center appeared again.

   Unlike last time, what greeted her this time was no longer limited-power rocket launchers and grenades, but missiles with long tail flames.