One Man’s Power

In Huaguo Central Research Institute, everyone frowned and thought hard.

"Why move towards the South Pole."

"What's the meaning?"

The body of the real god in the different space is the same as it was three years ago. It radiates colorful light from the inside to the outside, and there is no trace of shining gold.

And three years ago, more than a hundred people became holy, and among them, fifteen geniuses became holy.

Coupled with the technological power of a heavy attack plan, it barely killed the real god in a different space.

This year is bad,

greatest catastrophe in history,

Only eleven geniuses became saints, and the third day in Hua Kingdom cut a sword, and the combat power was greatly reduced. Visually, it was comparable to the peak sanctification. This meant that the battlefield in the southern hemisphere fell into an unprecedented catastrophe.

Because there is no suicide attack plan.

The power of a single blow bought by the saints with their lives is the key to victory. If there were no saints who sacrificed one after another, even if Tang Hong lost control of his mind, he would not even be able to kill the golden body.

"Although the north and south poles are forbidden areas for gods, after our experiments with the remains of gods, the cold magnetic field at the north and south poles can at best weaken the gods' bodies... We can't use the forbidden areas to deal with gods in different spaces for the time being, and we can't find a suitable way."

"If you want me to say, geniuses should not move towards the Antarctic Circle."

"right."

"It should be facing north."

"Shortening the distance between the two battlefields as much as possible and reducing the support time may be useful."

Everyone discussed in low voices, their expressions shrouded in gloom, and there was really no hope at this moment.

Adhering to a scientific and rigorous attitude and speaking with objective facts, all the data in the southern hemisphere battlefield briefing show that the victory rate is zero.

As for the northern hemisphere supporting the southern hemisphere?

First, the battlefield in the northern hemisphere suffered heavy casualties and was unable to support it.

Second, the distance is too far. The distance between the two places is about 13,000 kilometers—more than 3,000 kilometers for the most advanced fighter jets in the world today, and the combat radius is not that far.

It takes more than four hours of support time even without considering fuel consumption.

Four hours is too long!

The battle of catastrophe changes rapidly, and the high-intensity, high-frequency and high-paced battle of gods does not give people a chance to breathe.

The other side.

Jiang Lulu's eyes widened, and joyful surprise was written all over her face.

"Tang Hong really beat him to death."

"So powerful, so cruel, so overbearing!!"

Jiang Lulu couldn't help making chirping and attacking sounds in a low voice.

She is also a genuine top fan now.

Fan's mentality, way of thinking, and golden red are quite different from ordinary people.

For breaking the limits of willpower.

Willpower taboo behavior: anxiety, panic, resentment; fatigue, hunger, sleepiness!

The first three taboos are negative emotions, which must be restrained... The last three taboos are human instincts. When you are tired, you should rest, when you are hungry, you should eat, and when you are sleepy, you should sleep. Know when to be happy and when to be sad.

For example, Jiang Lulu's idea is very simple.

"The southern hemisphere belongs to the southern hemisphere."

"Forget about how terrifying that god is, and how disadvantaged the southern hemisphere is, at least the northern hemisphere has won."

She clenched a pair of small fists, waved them a few times in the air, and jumped up and down on the spot again. The noble golden double ponytails also swayed, and her chest, which was extremely out of proportion to her figure, also rose and fell.

...

Yellow River Headquarters.

Peng Ming and Li Guanglei looked at each other, and couldn't help smiling: "If the north wins, the south is the only one. No matter what the outcome of this midsummer is, we will give everything we have, and we won't regret losing."

"Is Tang Hong okay?"

"There is no gain for nothing on the road to becoming a saint, so there is bound to be a corresponding price to be paid for such a terrifying explosion."

The two looked at each other speechlessly, both worried about Tang Hong, and also worried about the future.

After midsummer, there will be unprecedented challenges.

Suddenly, Peng Ming glanced at Li Guanglei, and said in amazement, "I was so nervous just now, I didn't notice... You used this to break the limit of willpower for the third time?"

"kindness."

Li Guanglei showed a modest smile on his face.

Blessed to the soul, he cleverly took advantage of the situation, so he became a pioneer of mortals.

Otherwise, according to the prediction given by Peng Ming, at least one or two more years before he can make a breakthrough.

"That's right." Peng Ming nodded: "Where we rely on our will and faith, and rely on the power of our sensibility, miracles will happen."

Li Guanglei: "I am a breakthrough by taking the opportunity, which is incomparable to your own breakthroughs." Li Guanglei's first belief is that a man should die for his confidant, and when the curtain opens in midsummer this year, Fang Nanxun, who has always believed in him and placed high hopes on him, is fighting to the death. The only one who was willing to fight side by side with him was Tang Hong, who was fighting to the death. He was watching the battle from the rear, unable to do anything but pray silently, waiting for briefings on the battlefield, and he was not qualified to go up to his death.

Extreme torment guilt pushes belief pushes will to break third limit.

"It's a trick."

"It will be difficult for me to make progress in the future." Li Guanglei did not hide this point, he insisted on the principle of dealing with people that everything must be said to others.

Hear this.

Peng Ming shrugged helplessly and said, "You have to believe that miracles will always happen, as if we will win this battle."

Li Guanglei was taken aback.

How to find a balance between rationality and sensibility is something everyone is exploring, and everyone has their own answers.

And not far away.

Xu Yunhan, the top fan, looked at Li Guanglei with a complex expression.

With her keen senses, she sensed that Li Guanglei's aura was soaring and he had another breakthrough.

"Pioneering mortals?"

Xu Yunhan couldn't believe it, but had to believe it. She couldn't help recalling that a long time ago, she and Lin Yu, the head nurse, decided to give Li Guanglei the pass to the laboratory where the self-destructing Type 19 treatment equipment was located.

...

Heiji Division.

The headquarters of the Rice Flower Organization.

The beautiful woman Zhu Guo holds a unique and delicate milky white cosmetic box in her hand.

Not open.

Suspended above the palm.

"Tang Hong."

She looked at the scene of the battlefield in the northern hemisphere, and the sweet smile on her lips was like a hundred flowers blooming. At this time, silence is better than sound.

"A real god in a different space."

She looked at the briefing on the southern hemisphere battlefield.

Huarong frowned.

Zhu Guo took a deep breath and raised his eyes, which seemed to reflect the strong fighting spirit of many mortals here.

If we don't believe in ourselves, we will create miracles.

Who can be expected to believe?

this moment.

The command room was obviously quiet, but it seemed to be echoing with earth-shattering shouts. It was everyone shouting that the godslayer in the northern hemisphere was unparalleled in the world, and it was everyone praying for the triumphant return of the genius in the southern hemisphere. Even Zhu Guo's pale face also showed brilliant colors.

no matter what,

No matter how dark and desperate,

Fan Sheng still has another possibility!

...

Sichuan and Sichuan divisions.

The headquarters of the Wolong organization.

Standard Fan Sui Shuxiang lowered his head.

He opened his mouth, smiled silently, and cried while smiling.

Like crying, like tears streaming down the face, a thousand words can't properly describe the psychological activities like breaking the body of the mortal.

"Thank you."

"Thank you, Tang Hong." Sui Shuxiang no longer worried about the situation in the southern hemisphere, at least in this world, this cruel reality, this heroic life, this cold road without temperature gave him and the mountain movers the best tenderness.

Kill him!

Please kill him!

Sui Shuxiang felt that Tang Hong probably couldn't hear his begging, so that's fine, it's fine.

In the midsummer of this year, the sun is shining brightly, and it will live up to the blow of moving mountains.

In the future journey, thousands of miles of clear skies should be where everything rises.

"come on."

Sui Shuxiang lowered his head, clenched his teeth, and his whole body was trembling undetectably.

A drop of tear still fell on the ground.

not far away.

Hong Ye, currently the only signer of the Yasheng contract in Huaguo, took out the lighter, and with a click, the flame jumped.

The metal case of the lighter is engraved with a clear pattern of red tea leaves.

Aiming at the flame and lighting the cigarette, Hong Ye exhaled heavily the thick smoke, his eyes became confused, and he was in a daze for a while.

"There is no suicide attack plan in the southern hemisphere."

"It's difficult."

Hong Ye shook his head and remained silent.

...

Division of the sea of ​​clouds.

The headquarters of the Tansheng organization.

Guo Bojun's black and white eyes sparkled with electricity.

"The final stage."

"A real god in a different space."

Top Fan Zhang Boyuan and Fei Gu, Standard Fan Zhang Jing, Standard Fan Fan Yu, all crowded in the command center to communicate quietly.

Somebody is overwhelmed and excited,

Someone knelt on the ground,

Someone clutched his chest,

There are all kinds of things in the world, but this is the case, the bright miracles in the northern hemisphere and the dark clouds in the southern hemisphere merge together.

"but……"

"Tang Hong is too fierce... like a small motor that moves forever."

Fan Yu smacked her tongue secretly, her pink lips were hot. It was hard for her to imagine that the young man Fang Nanxun brought to the Yunhai branch office of the Yellow River Organization decided the success or failure of the northern hemisphere disaster by himself.

but.

What about the southern hemisphere?

Boundless tragedy!

Drops of blood of genius withered!

Eleven geniuses became holy and fought with real gods in different spaces at low altitude and high altitude!

——

Location: Northern Hemisphere.

Coordinates: north latitude n42°58′4″ east longitude e193°28′59.37″.

Swish!

Tang Hong flew through the air.

The air parted, the clouds parted, and he saw an island twenty kilometers away.

That's where Dr. Sang is, and it's also where professionals in related fields assist the battlefield, which is equivalent to a temporary command center.

"The doctor made a small black bottle for me to take. He thought that the neurological hallucinations of losing control of reason would stimulate my talent? I made a mistake and hit the wrong target. The actual situation is just as the doctor predicted."

"It's just slightly different."

Tang Hong was deeply impressed, and just when he was on the verge of losing his mind and losing control, he inexplicably triggered a strange state.

Remember: [Lonely and widowed]

"What do you mean?"

Thinking back, Tang Hong was at a loss, he was a little unsure.

Maybe Dr. San is right?

Is it actually a genius talent?

[Power of One Person], [Aloof and Unparalleled], and [Lonely Family] are not bestowed by the system, but are their own deep talents. If so, how can the temporary belief in killing gods be explained?

Think about it.

Tang Hong called out the system interface and took a look.

——

The third one is here~