One Man’s Power

Inside the Arctic Circle, the bitter cold wind passes through, and there is no trace of sunlight.

"Reached?"

"not yet."

The voice of one question and one answer sounded softly.

The person who asked was Dr. Sang.

The person who answered Dr. Sang's face was pale. He was a golden red, and he was also one of the senior assistants of Dr. Sang's entourage. He couldn't imagine that Dr. Sang was so crazy this time.

Normal level, dangerous level, that's all.

But for disaster level...

It's just insane...

It's too risky, if you are not careful, everyone here will die.

"Doctor." The man thought for a while, and handed over a cup of hot water with red dates floating on the surface.

The hot water cup shook slightly. Dr. Sang frowned and glanced at the ripples on the water surface, then stared at the trembling wrist of the accompanying assistant: "Sick? Go back and have a good rest."

The senior assistant murmured: "What if he breaks into the Arctic Circle? The catastrophic level of terror that has left the Altar of God is far beyond the danger level. Even the military was forced to use a small equivalent in the Pacific theater last month." The hydrogen bomb detonated and almost didn't kill him, but in the end the saints came forward to solve it."

"We die, we die, nothing."

"Doctor, you can't take risks. How will this war be fought if you're not here?" The senior assistant in a thick down jacket was terrified, apprehensive, anxious and concerned to the extreme, and couldn't help persuading him.

Although the authority of senior assistants is not high, it also depends on who follows them.

The people sitting in front of him counted the Central Research Institute several times and couldn't find Dr. Sang, who had reached the pinnacle of the world in the study of extraordinary gods.

Domestic travel must be escorted by the military.

When traveling abroad, there must be one or even two consultant-level escorts throughout the journey.

But this time, Dr. Sang was sent from above to investigate the specific situation of the weakening of the dangerous gods in the Heiji division. No one expected that Dr. Sang would change his attitude after leaving the imperial capital, ignore the recall order, and come to the edge of the Arctic Circle to conduct experiments.

"PhD."

"You should think about it again."

As soon as the senior assistant finished speaking, in the shadow of the corner of the room, a tough man with a face sharpened like a knife slowly said, "Li Xuekong, the owner of the belief in slaughtering gods, is about to arrive. Fang Nanxun returned on purpose and withdrew from the Atlantic theater. Just for this experiment, two sages are here, so there is nothing to be afraid of at the disaster level."

While speaking, take your time.

The tone is extremely tough, and there is no doubt that it demonstrates the strong will of the consultant level.

This man is extraordinary in the military.

"you……"

The senior assistant gritted his teeth, the son of a daughter, he couldn't sit still.

"alright."

Dr. Sang stood up leaning on the edge of the table, took off his silver-rimmed glasses, and wiped them back and forth: "Normal level, dangerous level, and disaster level are just the divisions given to them by us humans. Now I seriously suspect that the disaster level is slightly different, and it may be divided into three categories. Two different categories."

Because of this, it was decided to continue the experiment.

Today's human beings are at a disadvantage. Some key information must be clarified. If you don't know it and don't know why, the disadvantage will only expand.

"The risk factor is not too high."

"You can give it a try."

Dr. Sang finished wiping his glasses and put them on again, a hint of madness seemed to flash across the lenses.

If we can't handle the catastrophe...

In the midsummer of next year, the real gods will manifest, just four preparations... Dr. Sang's eyes moved, and through the somewhat blurred window, he saw that the extreme night wind outside the house seemed to stop suddenly, weakened a lot, and could not even hear it. the wind.

The cold wind doesn't seem to move.

In the endless night, there seems to be white light.

"finally come."

Dr. Sang narrowed his eyes and rubbed his hands, as if he had become a low EQ again.

Boom~

The door of the house knocked.

"Please come in."

Following Dr. Sang's opening, the door opened in an instant, but there was no gust of wind blowing into the room. The person standing at the door faintly suppressed the cold wind around him, his hair was gray, his pupils were shining with white light, and he was wearing a dreamlike pure white coat.

There was no blood on the skin on the surface of the body, and it was as crystal clear as jade, making people afraid to look directly at it.

Those eyes were full of impeccable meaning.

Like the focus of heaven and earth.

It is Li Xuekong, the holder of the belief in slaughtering gods and the one who has become a saint!

"Sage Li."

The tough man in the corner of the room bowed slightly towards Li Xuekong, even if he was a consultant, he was a little frightened.

Like a blizzard turned to flesh.

Inadvertently, the chill spread out, enough to freeze the thinking and consciousness of ordinary people.

Extraordinary people can still hide from the world and hide their extraordinary edge, but they can't become saints. Every movement of their hands and feet seems to affect the power of nature.

The pure white coat fluttered.

Li Xuekong stepped into the room, straightened his hair, turned around and said, "Why...don't you come in together?"

"well."

With a soft sigh, the ordinary middle-aged man also entered the room, closed the door, turned around, and took off the black hood of his sportswear jacket.

Swish!

Golden light!

Fang Nanxun raised his eyes...

In the blink of an eye, the incomparable divine gold filled the entire room...

"What??"

"God??"

The military's adviser level paled in fright, and subconsciously rushed forward to block Dr. Sang.

"I am human."

Fang Nanxun glanced lightly, the tough man's body was frozen in place, his right foot was in the air, his left toe was just about to leave the ground, and even the wood chips exploded on the floor of the room did not move at all.

Those pale golden pupils converged, revealing melancholy like treasures or crystals.

It has indescribable nobility and sacredness.

natural sublime...

Unspeakably wonderful...

This is completely different from the inexplicable aura of the saint Li Xuekong.

"Doctor." Fang Nanxun looked at Dr. Sang over with amused and angry eyes, as if he had witnessed a precious artwork in the world: "Suppressing divinity with sensibility is a saint. Facts have proved that absorbing divinity is also a saint." saint."

heard the words.

Li Xuekong nodded beside him: "The Master of the Extraordinary and Dr. Sang have jointly opened up another path, so you don't need to panic."

The room fell silent.

The entourage, including the military personnel, were all stunned in place, with brilliant expressions on their faces.

This sacrifice, this contribution, is worthy of the name of a pioneer.

"Feel sorry."

The military advisor just now bowed his head and apologized.

One can imagine how risky, how difficult, and how extreme it would be to simulate the path of a god.

"nothing."

Fang Nanxun smiled lightly and said, "It's just a mimicry of a divine body with divine power. It doesn't possess divine aura, let alone divine power. It's equivalent to the alienation route of an extraordinary person imitating a god. There will be opportunities to promote it in the future."

finished.

He looked at Dr. Sang again, and said helplessly, "Don't touch it, okay?"

"Wait a moment."

Dr. Sang ran to the table, picked up a three-inch mercury knife, ran back in a hurry, grabbed Fang Nanxun's arm, showing his pale gold wrist, and swiped the mercury blade two or three times.

Can't move at all.

Dr. Sang's strength was not strong, he showed disappointment, and sighed: "It's not a god's body, it's still a flesh and blood body."

Normally speaking, if the mercury knife is scratched, ripples will inevitably appear on the body of the god.

Although it will not be weakened or separated, the divine body will undergo some wonderful changes when it comes into contact with mercury.

"It's a pity." Dr. Sang looked Fang Nanxun up and down: "According to our plan, before the summer of next year, the sci-fi movie jointly produced by the largest film and television organizations in various countries will cost tens of billions and unconditionally recruit all international superstars... Are you The only protagonist is destined to be popular all over the world, and billions of attention should not be a big problem."

"The only problem is."

"Can you bear it?"

heard the words.

Everyone kept silent, involving human secrets at the level of sanctification, and curiosity would only bring death.

"Let's talk about this later." Fang Nanxun also understood that this is not the right time to talk about these things.

"Okay, okay."

Dr. Sang stood on tiptoe and stared at Fang Nanxun's eyes, his expression became more and more fanatical.

Top-rank sequence, the first plan of Wushuang genius who cut through different spaces with one sword.

With the largest yield in history, the hydrogen-uranium bomb is also called the second plan of the three-phase bomb.

Central Research Institute, Artificial God Project, Saint Fang Nanxun's third plan.

In addition, there are multiple preparations, all of which are being carried out in an orderly manner... Even Li Xuekong and Fang Nanxun can't know all about these great plans that all human beings are working together to promote.

All major countries and theaters are making preparations. When all the plans are finally put together, no one can imagine what it will be like. Regardless of success or failure, it is destined to be unprecedented.

but.

It's still early to calculate.

In half a year, the situation is changing, and some plans may be activated in advance.

Although it is said that the disaster level is not a real god, it is also terrifying. A saint can only restrain one disaster level god. If you want to participate in the war at the consultant level, you are not qualified.

"PhD."

Fang Nanxun looked worried: "Can we really last until midsummer next year? The number of altars of gods is about to reach the warning line. Once we can't suppress those altars of gods...it's okay if there are two or three disaster-level gods. Reluctantly resolved, even if our country does its best, it will not be able to reverse the crumbling situation in countries around the world."

sideways.

With a pure face, Li Xuekong said calmly: "It's meaningless for us to talk about this now."

"PhD."

"Please start the experiment as soon as possible."

"I can't leave the altar of the gods in the East China Sea area for more than five hours." The voice of the saint Li Xuekong contained boundless chill, and the entourage shuddered involuntarily, and the cotton clothes wrapped around them were still a bit cold.

The house fell into dead silence.

Fang Nanxun looked sideways at Li Xuekong, frowning indistinctly: "Can't you suppress it again?"

"I try my best."

Li Xuekong closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Well."

Dr. Sang rubbed his tired face, went to the table and picked up a syringe filled with a sky blue liquid. After injecting it into his body, he immediately cheered up, and all his physical and mental exhaustion quickly dissipated: "If there is an accident in the experiment, I will ask you two."

finished speaking.

Dr. Sang enters the house.

It was a small laboratory with a strong sci-fi color.

All kinds of equipment are running, dozens of people are ready to go, their eyes are focused on Dr. Sang, and they are also paying attention to the giant screen in the center of the laboratory, which is a long-distance surveillance camera thousands of kilometers away... This time It is a high-risk experiment with remote control. Dr. Sang would not dare to say that he would be safe if he came into close contact with a disaster-level god.

The death rate is too high.

He can only choose to conduct experiments at a distance.

"So……"

Dr. Sang adjusted his glasses, and sipped hot red dates with his usual complexion: "Start."

He pressed his palm down.

After entering the palmprint, the verification is completed, and the buttons are opened one by one.

Snapped!

Thousands of kilometers away, at the edge of the polar night, a total of more than ten golden boxes emitted signal fluctuations, buzzing tremors, filled with the unique brilliance of crystallization in different spaces, and outlined the aurora.

The radio signal is transmitted...

Very different from normal signal radiation...

All the signals were bundled together and sent to the island not far away.

"Will He appear?"

Everyone was deeply puzzled, apprehensive, nervous and anxious.

"coming."

Dr. Sang was expressionless: "If you can fool the normal danger level, you must fool the disaster level."

hum!

The real-time screen lights up with divine light.

Blossoms of transparent clouds move little by little from the far horizon, seeming slow, but actually extremely fast, changing colors when approaching, the transparent clouds stagnate, showing the magical luster of colored glass hanging down from the sky, like chains, To take the gold box.

The clouds and mist are misty, like the aurora dividing the night sky, like auspicious clouds falling in the nine sky.

That cloud is a disaster-level god!

Short name: God of Disaster.

"fry."

Dr. Sang spoke out a word lightly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

All the gold boxes detonated instantly, blasting out clusters of flames, and the miniature mushroom clouds rose, enveloping the majestic wind and snow on the edge of the polar night, and the snowflakes fluttered.

But it froze in the next moment.

Clouds descended.

The glazed multicolored divine body enveloped all the golden boxes, as if completely irritated, the divine power swept the snow, opened each box, revealing the shattered colorful crystals of different spaces.

boom! !

The clouds erupted with huge fluctuations of divine power and breath.

"are you angry."

Dr. Sang tilted his head, and a trace of madness was drawn at the corner of his mouth: "These crystals of different spaces are real..."

It's just broken.

It was either destroyed by the extraordinary or destroyed by the experiment. Dr. Sang collected crystal fragments in recent years, put them all in boxes, and then imitated the subtle fluctuations of crystals in different spaces.

Bring out the god of disaster...

Then detonate remotely...

It is to create the illusion that the different space crystals are in front of them, and they are all blown up.

This is no longer a molestation, but a provocation. A frenzied challenge is like someone winning a billion in a lottery. Let him watch that lottery ticket burn to ashes in front of his eyes. It is a thousand times stronger than this.

So.

Would the gods be angry too?

Everyone held their breath and thought.

Unfortunately, the screen showed that the glazed colorful clouds swayed twice and flew away, but still did not enter the polar night range of the Arctic Circle.

Failed to provoke?

Seen through by him?

Experiment failed?

To put it bluntly, it's still not strong enough, not explosive enough.

Buzz, buzz, I saw a remote control car driving on the ice, approaching the god of disaster, and slowly unfolded the screen.

State-of-the-art projection technology...

surround sound...

Construct the smiling face of Dr. Sang, with a very sincere smile, holding a small box.

"Don't leave in a hurry."

Dr. Sang opened the box, put on gloves, and gently picked up the different space crystals in the box.

Crystallization intact.

Shining colorful light.

Ying Zai Sang's excited face full of sincere smiles: "Do you want it...Come and get it."

boom!

The god of disaster descended from the sky!

He swooped down from the clouds, and the glazed body was facing the clearly projected face of Dr. Sang!

"Tsk tsk."

Dr. Sang seemed taken aback.

Shake your head, click the button, and an extra picture will be projected. It is the coordinates of the god of disaster, the road map to the location of Dr. Sang.

"correct."

"Just forgot to say."

Dr. Sang picked up the second different-space crystal from the box: "I have one more here, two crystals... how beautiful and amazing, I will give you all of them, okay?"