Deadly Appointment: I, the fortune teller, am actually the zombie king?

Chapter 129

Global silence.

Countless people watched as the time came to January 1st.

Distance from meteorite to Blue Star.

There are still twenty-four hours left.

Distance from the demise of humanity.

There are still the last twenty-four hours left!

Human civilization will be completely faulted here, never to exist, just like those traces of prehistoric civilization that human beings have explored, in the countless past, countless civilizations have appeared, but they have gradually disappeared, no one knows how those civilizations became extinct, but now, human beings have also encountered!

Maybe -

Before those endless years.

Those faulty civilizations are just like human beings today!

All mankind is silent, some crying, some silent, some looking at the sky in a daze, some wandering the streets, those who once dared not do, those who dared not say, in the last twenty-four hours of this human race, they mustered up enough courage to complete these unfinished things.

Time.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

This silence lasted for a full day.

Mankind.

There are seven hours left.

Television station.

The host continued to broadcast the latest news.

"Meteorites are coming. "

"We can no longer resist. "

"Humanity has reached its last critical moment..."

"But we can't give up..."

The moderator said the last words of encouragement.

But no one wants to hear it at all, because everyone knows that the impact of meteorites, even the once Jurassic has been destroyed, not to mention their humans?

767 This is destined to be a dead end.

Inside the TV.

The host's voice was solemn, but also encouraging.

But suddenly!

Bang!

He was suddenly pushed away directly.

The huge sound attracted the attention of many viewers in front of the TV.

I saw that the host who was originally sitting had been pushed away, and in its place was a bald-headed, middle-aged man smoking a cigar, his facial features seemed to be a little untidy, he sat on the host stage, smoked a cigar, and said slowly:

"Today. "

"It's up to me Lan Dali to broadcast it!"

"I am honored to tell you that everyone has been invited by my ancestor to attend the last and greatest wedding at the end of the century!"

"This wedding. "

"It will begin at six o'clock on January 1, 2001. "

"We will broadcast the whole process for everyone!"

Lan Dali sat on the podium and said to all mankind.

His appearance instantly made countless people not understand what happened.

Next, I introduced the couple to the family, who are about to enter the marriage hall. "

Lan Dali smiled slightly and slowly spoke:

"The bride, named Nuwa, is the mother of the earth, the creator of all things in the world, and also a human being fabricated by her own hands, of course, because human beings kill each other, disappointing Nuwa, so this destruction is also presided over by Nuwa. "

"The groom, named General, is the existence of the earth born at the beginning of chaos, the earliest zombie king in the world, he has lived for thousands of years, is the source of darkness in the world, and the emperor of demons. "

"This couple has spent thousands of years and is finally going to enter the hall today, let us congratulate this couple!"

Lan Dali took the lead in applauding.

The surroundings are very silent!

All mankind is silent and silent at this moment.

What did they hear?

Originally......

It turned out to be the creator of all things, the mother of mankind - Nuwa to perish?

Everyone thinks...

Nuwa really exists!

But even more unexpectedly.

How cruel is it that she wants to destroy all mankind, let the heavens and the earth be reborn, and her mother destroys her own children with her own hands?

This moment.

The heart of all mankind is despair.

Of course.

The most desperate thing is -

The groom introduced by Lan Dalian!

This is completely the way to exterminate all mankind to save themselves, although they know that it is Nuwa who wants to destroy the world! But the generals who exist next to Nuwa make all mankind stop!

This existence has lived for thousands of years!

Cut off the idea of everyone resisting!

Inside the Jia Jia Building.

Lingling Hall.

"Hasn't Mr. Luo made a move yet?" asked Uncle Qiu.

"There are still six and a half hours left. Nino glanced at the time.

"Pangu bow and arrow are ready. "

Tianyou said.

They have prepared Pangu bows and arrows.

This is the last hope of all.

Of course, they don't dare to use the Pangu bow and arrow now, otherwise the mad generals will still destroy the whole world, this point, Mr. Luo once mentioned.

The atmosphere is very dignified.

The TV is on.

Lan Dali was talking nonsense there.

Ma Xiaoling walked to the window.

She saw it.

At this moment, countless human beings seem to have come out of their homes, they wander here, looking at the place where they live, the whole street is rarely quiet, some people holding hands (afbd), some people are alone, and some people are sitting in the room, preparing the family's dinner...

The world is varied.

It's all floating here.

Is there hope for humanity?

No one knows.

Ma Xiaoling looked at the other end of the Jia Jia Mansion.

Luo Yuan.

When will it shoot? (Read the violent novel, go to Feilu Fiction Network!)

Of course.

It's confusing.

Mr. Lowe.

What the hell is waiting for.

"It's time. "

"Let's get ready. "

Uncle Qiu said.

Everyone nodded, cleaned up one after another, and then walked to the roof of Jia Jia Mansion with Uncle Qiu and the others, if you want to use Pangu bows and arrows, it is natural to come here to arrange the formation first to avoid being disrupted.

Everyone came here and began to arrange the formation, and at the same time arrange the defense to avoid the attack of the generals and others!

"Time. "

"There are six hours left. "

Uncle Qiu glanced at the time.

The dome of the sky is dim.

Such a heavenly dome has lasted for nearly a month.

Heaven and earth seem to be filled with a faint layer of blood, as if they are grieving for this world, and the dim sky dome is intertwined with blood, giving people a feeling of the end times.

At the same time -

A terrifying sense of oppression.

From that heavenly dome!

That sense of oppression.

It is getting closer and closer, obviously, that is the meteorite is about to reach the mark of the blue star, the clouds and fog between the sky and the earth, all disappeared, on the blue sky dome, countless people can see a trace of black spots, that black dot is about to destroy all mankind.

"Let's come to the church together. "

"Blessings for newcomers. "

Lan Dali brought the live broadcast to the church.

Camera.

Aimed at the doorway of the church.

Lan Dali stood on the side of the camera.

The picture is conveyed to every TV.

Some people are on that street, watching the live broadcast of the TV, some people are at home, eating the last reunion dinner and New Year's Eve dinner, eating and watching, some people hide in the dark, quietly staring at all this...

Countless people.

They all look at the picture inside the TV.

Airplanes.

In that picture.

The doorway of the church.

Two figures slowly walked over.

A man in a blue dress led a woman in a black wedding dress and walked out of the church door step by step.

Like a loving couple, the two walked step by step to the camera and to the center of the church.

Behind the two.

Two figures followed, a man in yellow and a woman in white.

Such a picture is calm.

It was also quiet.