Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

At this time, Wu Heng was in the tower flame of the branch tower he applied to build, and the surroundings seemed to be in the flame.

The Silent Hill in front of him was deformed like boiled syrup, and was injected into the tower body, gradually forming a substantial dark red tower body.

Silent Hill was too huge. Although it was reduced a little with the forging of the flame, it was still invisible at a glance.

With the continuous integration, the aura on the tower body became more and more ancient.

And on the candlelight path outside, the tower masters who came to join in the fun and watch had gradually become serious, because a full hour had passed.

This time has exceeded those ordinary tower masters, and it can be regarded as a deep accumulation.

Then as time passed.

Two hours, three hours.

The tower masters present could no longer stand, their expressions were full of shock, and even the paper tower master's pupils were wide open. He had said the time of building his tower in public before, which was a kind of confidence.

At that time, one hour, that is, two hours, was already far beyond the reach of those ordinary tower masters, such as the Black Skull.

Unexpectedly, the sub-tower of the new tower master in front of him took so long and was still being refined.

Many tower masters immediately discussed:

"How strong is the other party's lighthouse base?"

"Yes, I am really curious."

"At that time, my tower base was enough for a town, but it only took 45 minutes, and the longer the time, the faster the smelting speed. At this time, could his lighthouse base be enough for ten towns?"

They have reported the news about this place to their respective association presidents, and have no intention of leaving. The tower master not only has to guard the reality, but also has to manage their own sub-lighthouses.

But they chose to stay at this time.

Perhaps this is the curious mentality of the spectators, just like if you see a fight on the roadside, you may risk being late for work and want to take a look.

Wu Heng didn't know what was going on outside.

At this moment, he was watching the changes of the tower flame with a serious and focused look. The Silent Ridge, which was originally full of black and red colors, was like molten iron.

It turned into dark red and full of silence, as if the billions of souls inside had also been shattered.

"They shouldn't all be refined!" Wu Heng looked a little weird.

He really didn't know what was going on.

At this time, 9 hours had passed. The tower masters watching outside had completely changed from shock to numbness.

In fact, in the 4th, 5th, 6th and other stages, their shock would deepen with every hour that passed.

Emotions were like a thermometer, which had completely exploded. Now I didn't know what attitude to use to express it.

The paper man tower master was also watching silently at this time, and there was no more restrained jealousy in his eyes.

The gap was a little too big, and it was beyond the scope of jealousy.

Wu Heng had already mobilized all his spiritual power, which was a strange product of his spiritual materialization. He was using his spiritual power to continuously compress the solution poured into the tower.

Because he found that with the continuous injection of Silent Hill, the tower had been built for the most part, but there was still a lot of solution left from Silent Hill.

If the sub-tower was successfully built at this speed, there might be some left.

"What the hell is this? I've never heard of such a situation."

"It is said that when building a lighthouse, the bigger and stronger the foundation of the lighthouse, the better!"

Wu Heng could only assist the tower flame and compress the tower as much as possible. At this time, the main lighthouse actually shot out a ball of tower flame again.

The orange tower flame crossed the darkness and shot directly to the address of Wu Heng's sub-tower.

In the darkness outside the path, as this ball of flame appeared, countless strange vibrating footsteps and obscure mutterings suddenly came out.

This made the tower owners who were watching gather in the middle of the candlelight path, not daring to touch the edge.

The whispers that penetrated after being isolated by the tower light made them feel shaken, and they didn't even dare to imagine what was outside the darkness.

Every tower master had a feeling in his heart, that is, even if he only knew the truth outside, he would die.

Wu Heng had no idea about this. He only felt that the tower flame, which was originally insufficient, suddenly surged, and some strange deep red lines appeared on the originally dark red tower.

Its light brightness in the dark was also half that of other light towers, just like the difference between a 10-watt bulb and a 15-watt bulb.

Although there was no completely sharp contrast, it was also visible to the naked eye.

With the addition of the new tower flame, Wu Heng's spiritual power could finally be withdrawn, and the tower body continued to be constructed by the tower flame.

"What is this, why is there another tower flame?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of such a thing."

"Normal!" An old woman with disheveled hair, a face like black fog, and two strange eyes like light bulbs said grimly.

"Oh, Yinling Tower Master, do you know?"

The tower masters' eyes were also focused on the old woman.

"How could I know why? I said normal because we have never seen a tower take more than ten hours to build. Maybe this is a normal phenomenon after ten hours." The Yinling Tower Master, who looked like an old woman, said lightly.

Everyone was speechless at this explanation.

Wu Heng also felt at this moment that the aura on his branch lighthouse was getting stronger and stronger, and even its protective properties were getting closer and closer to the channels used to transmit the plot time.

"Is this layer of protection a world barrier?" Wu Heng guessed, feeling this aura.

Now the construction of the tower is becoming more and more enjoyable, and the remnants of Silent Hill seem to be gradually assimilated until 24 hours have passed.

Wu Heng felt the ground beneath his feet shake, and an unspeakable aura came from all around.

He instantly felt a familiar feeling, returning to the feeling at Shadow Lighthouse.

"It's done!" Wu Heng said in his heart.

"It's done!"

"It's completed, it took 24 hours, what a surprise!"

"I'm finally relieved. I was afraid that there was a bug in the lighthouse and the tower would never be built." The tower owners outside also breathed a sigh of relief.

inside the tower,

Wu Heng turned around and saw a very vast space, and this space was all under his control.

After perception,

Silent Hill, which occupies the entire moon and still has a double-layer surface and inner world structure, has shrunk to only one-tenth of its area after being smelted and forged by the lighthouse.

It seems like a small amount, but compared to the entire moon, the space inside the tower at this time is comparable to the entire United States.

This is enough area for a billion people to survive easily! (End of chapter)