One Man’s Power

Chapter 101 Bite the Hook

The source of the different space invasion is the crack of the different space.

The average height of the space cracks at the edge of the earth's atmosphere is only two to three hundred kilometers.

Of course, the height of leaks in different space cracks is not distributed horizontally—there are very few cracks that are relatively low, and the cracks that have not yet fully evolved, the lower limit of the altitude interval is about 100 kilometers.

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Conventional-level vacated type, more than 1,000 meters into the air.

Dangerous vacating type, more than 10,000 meters into the air.

Disaster-level vacating type, the lift-off limit reaches more than 200 kilometers - the height of the different space crack is far lower than the vacating type disaster god's lift-off height.

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inside the cabin.

Tang Hong held a bottle of mineral water and shook it gently in front of his eyes. He looked at the swaying ripples on the water surface in the bottle, which seemed to reflect his true mood at this moment.

"They can fly over two hundred kilometers."

"It's so high, it's close to outer space, and we're powerless even if we become saints."

Even the god of disaster who is not a vacant type can fly at will, but the height is limited, not even as good as the saint.

Once it is a flying type, the ability to fly is particularly terrifying... A flying-type disaster god can raise more than ten other types of disaster gods. They wander around the sky, and one god after another joins them... This In the current situation, the vast majority of disaster gods are not hidden, they have no taboos, and they are rampant in the world. Their "team" is growing little by little. No matter human beings or overlords, there is nothing they can do about it.

"What are they trying to do?"

Not only Tang Hong, not only Sansheng, everyone wants to find out as soon as possible.

First of all, there is an upper limit for saints to ascend into the air, and there is no way to chase them down. Even with the assistance of technology, high-altitude combat is extremely detrimental to sainthood. Moreover, a large number of disaster gods gathered together and dispatched at the same time, and there was no chance to defeat them one by one.

Second, thermal weapons are nearly ineffective, and monitoring equipment can't find their exact location.

In the end, the ancient overlord Xingchenyan clearly told humans: the cracks in different spaces are like sacred chains forming a big cage for them.

This is the prison of the Overlord.

Even if the Stardust Goose has steel-like wings and uses biological energy to counteract gravity, flying out of the atmosphere is bound to be wishful thinking.

...

The front of the cabin.

A middle-aged woman was sitting upright, with a laptop computer in front of her, the metal casing shone with an inexplicable luster under the light.

She smiled slightly, pointed at the front camera, and activated the remote communication.

The middle-aged woman reported to her superiors: "The two pilgrims are expected to arrive at the port in half an hour."

on the screen.

The video chat showed a round table filled with government leaders.

The screen seemed to be in silent mode, there was no noise at all, and pairs of serious eyes stared silently at the middle-aged woman.

She is about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, with thick black hair and fair skin on her face. Good daily care has eliminated wrinkles, but the passage of time has left light crow's feet around her eyes.

She was wearing a light-colored formal suit with a slightly open neckline, and she faintly saw a blue pendant.

Her tone was as usual: "The itinerary is correct, and the two saints are about to arrive at the arrival point."

"That's good."

"According to the emergency plan of "Fu Shi No. 3", two pilgrims and four consultants will coordinate to handle this disaster-level blockade."

"That's good."

The screen suddenly became vivid, with smiles appearing on the solemn faces, staring straight at the middle-aged woman.

at the same time.

The corners of the middle-aged woman's mouth were raised more and more, and she remained motionless, everything was as usual.

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The capital of China.

central council.

The meeting hall was empty, and the white-haired old man sat at the head, holding a hot cup tightly, his deep thinking eyes gradually becoming sharper.

"Really hooked?"

"Are you sure there is nothing wrong?"

"Is it too early to launch a counterattack now?"

The white-haired old man lowered his head and muttered to himself, but his lips were tightly closed.

sideways.

Yu Ming said softly: "The fish has bitten the hook, it's time to tell it to leave."

"Don't worry, just wait." The white-haired old man took a deep look at Yu Ming and sighed in a low voice, "We thought that the midsummer catastrophe was over and we had more time to let people take a breather and rest for a while, but no one Thinking that the situation will deteriorate to this point in a short period of time.”

The white-haired old man couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Perhaps humans shouldn't be openly transcendent.

But... the overlord recovered, and the great power of transcendence and holiness could not continue to be concealed.

"The number of disaster gods exceeds one hundred and fifty!"

"They are converging, one after another, are they going to form an army of different space gods?"

Speaking of this, the white-haired old man's heart trembled, and his whole body shivered.

In the past, the gods were single-minded only to activate the different space crystallization and evolve the altar of the gods, and ignored many other things.

Now the gods have changed, they call more gods to join the team one by one, either wandering in the sky, or gather at the bottom of the sea, as if they are ready to start a war.

"Damn God!"

The white-haired old man gritted his teeth and cursed secretly.

He received news from Western Europe that there are about five meeting points around the world. Adding up, there are about a thousand dangerous gods in their heyday, and countless regular gods.

"These changes occurred in the days of being public, fighting against the overlord, and allying with the overlord."

"If the two overlords..." The white-haired old man's tone was somewhat regretful.

Yu Ming shook her head: "No, it's a good thing."

When human beings fought against the overlords of ancient times, the extraordinary suffered fewer casualties, and the saints did not sacrifice.

If you have just finished the battle of catastrophe, and then stop the disaster god non-stop, the only number of saints in the world will be in single digits, and there will not be enough time to give birth to a saint, let alone the cultivation method that will be released soon.

"kindness."

The white-haired old man closed his eyes and said nothing. He could only rely on the fact that the "Atomic Breathing Technique" had the power as stated by the Central Research Institute.

——

A port city in Zhejiang Province.

The weather was clear and cloudless, and the central military transport plane passed by at high altitude.

If a transcendent person looks up, he will find that when the special plane flies across the sky, two blurred figures leap out from the tail of the plane—because the speed of the two people is too fast, the instantaneous explosion of almost double the speed of sound is really impressive. unclear.

"arrive."

Tang Hong was suspended at an altitude of 3,000 meters, looking down at the city with his eyes focused, and seeing the details, he saw tiny figures fleeing the city center one by one.

"It's my turn."

Tang Hong pursed his lips in joy, and spread his palms, ready to arouse sensual resonance with his holy will.

next moment.

boom!

Fang Nanxun broke through the air in one step, broke the sound barrier, and stared into Tang Hong's eyes: "You... what are you doing?"

"What am I doing? I'm helping people regain their composure, forget their fears, get rid of timidity, curb the spread of panic, and eliminate unstable factors. Is there anything wrong with that?" Tang Hong asked rhetorically.

Fang Nanxun frowned, and said word by word: "We can't do this."

Tang Hong was stunned, followed by a change in expression, recalling the words and deeds during this period of time in his mind, and suddenly realized that there was something wrong with his mentality, controlling the wonderful feeling of people's emotions, as if the supreme temptation almost made him sink.

"I……"

Tang Hong opened his mouth, hesitant to speak, he seems to have a little understanding of what is the number one.

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