The End of the World: Start with a Book, All Superpowers Depend on Reading

In a ruin, Long Hanhai hugged a young soldier who had died long ago, slowly put down the remote control in his hand, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The fortress shield was broken, and countless people died.

Ye Ying was seriously injured and dying, and he was no longer able to fight.

Super nuclear explosions in various fortresses in China rose one after another, and Long Hanhai's heart was also full of despair.

If there was not a glimmer of hope, Wang Mingyang might appear in time.

He had also pressed the detonation button and died with these birds.

But in the end, Long Hanhai still couldn't bear to drag millions of people to be buried with him.

Fortunately, Wang Mingyang's help finally came.

Kill the damned ancient angel army in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that more than half of the people in the Kyoto Fortress died tragically.

Tens of thousands of loyal soldiers were almost wiped out.

Long Hanhai sat dejectedly on the ruins. Facing such sacrifice, in just over an hour, his originally gray hair had turned snow-white.

In front of Ye Ying, Wang Mingyang gently squatted down and poured a bottle of golden potion into her mouth.

Before leaving, he took the bottle of dragon potion in Lin Xiangyi's hand.

Ye Ying didn't ask much and drank the potion quietly.

A warm force spread throughout her body, rapidly repairing her injuries.

Fortunately, the charm demon Cecilia and the disordered angel Abel did not cause fatal damage to her.

But the elemental body is still missing half. If it were normal, it would take at least half a year of recuperation to recover like this.

But now, the dragon potion containing the power of the dragon god quickly nourishes her body.

After a while, Ye Ying, whose injuries had recovered halfway, suddenly shrank his pupils and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

It was like the feeling of being bitten by millions of ants, which instantly spread throughout his body.

"This is the dragon transformation potion changing your genes."

Wang Mingyang explained at the right time, "When the pain disappears, you will have your own dragon transformation ability!"

"Dragon transformation..."

A bright color flashed in Ye Ying's eyes, and he pursed his lips tightly, silently enduring the bone-eroding pain.

As a Chinese, no one can refuse this opportunity to realize the dream of turning into a dragon.

Although Wang Mingyang appeared at the last moment and killed thousands of ancient demons, saving the Kyoto Fortress from danger.

However, Ye Ying knew that this battle was not over yet!

Above the bright moon, there were still 10,000 or 20,000 ancient angels, as well as the Light Lord and Dark Lord who had not yet appeared...

Many Chinese fortresses resolutely detonated super nuclear bombs, with the lives of tens of millions of people, dragging tens of thousands of ancient angels to be buried with them.

However, what really hurt the Ancient Angels was the six peak god-level legion leaders killed by Wang Mingyang.

No one knew what kind of opponent they would face next.

Will the Supreme God Lord suddenly descend...

...

At the same time, in the Cloud Top Fortress, the Cloud Top strongmen drank the dragon transformation potion one after another.

Accompanied by the sound of dragon roars that resounded through the sky, winding dragons of various colors rose into the sky, causing cheers from the devastated Cloud Top Fortress.

"Dragon transformation! This is the real dragon transformation!"

"We are the Chinese Dragon Clan!"

"The Chinese people are the real legend of the dragon!"

"Praise the Dragon God!"

"Praise the Dragon God!"

"Praise the Dragon God!"

The ragged survivors shouted from the bottom of their hearts.

As if they wanted to vent all the anger and frustration in their hearts.

On the other hand, Zem and other surviving sea tribesmen were quietly hugging Winnie and sitting on the ruins.

There were also Biying and other spirit tribesmen, and some of the remaining foreign supernaturals, whose eyes revealed deep envy.

Only the purest Chinese can withstand the transformation of the dragon potion.

Otherwise, the final outcome will only be gene collapse and the body will turn into a pool of mud.

Lin Xiangyi had tested this in previous experiments.

Amidst the cheers, Su Yu hugged Zhaocai, who was curled up in a ball, and tears kept falling.

Mu Ningxue knelt in front of Wangcai, and her trembling hands seemed to be afraid of touching the cold body.

Xiao Huanyan stood aside with Xiao Lan, silent.

On the other side, Jinbao and Fubao lay quietly on the ground, their cute eyes were full of sadness.

Jinshanshan, Huang and Xiaohuang, who were flying in the sky, had already turned to ashes in the holy light.

Xiaolan had a high IQ and had not shown up much, so he had not been hurt too much.

Jinbao and Fubao, I don’t know if they ate too much meteorite gold, their bodies were unusually rough and thick, even though their hair had been damaged to the point of being unsightly, but they still survived.

Only Zhaocai and Wangcai, at the last moment, desperately blocked several attacks for Su Yu and Mu Ningxue.

They died on the spot.

Strands of lightning drifted slowly with the breeze.

The cat and the dog also took the route of the elemental true body, and at this moment they suddenly disappeared, and the elemental true body collapsed, as if returning to heaven and earth.

Even Wang Mingyang's time retraction could not save them.

Unfortunately, their master did not have time to look at them until the last moment.

One by one, the dragons soared up, wailing and roaring in anger in the sky.

After a while, violent spatial fluctuations spread, and a huge portal opened in the center of the Cloudtop Fortress.

Wang Mingyang was the first to walk out of the portal, followed by the survivors of Kyoto Fortress.

When he appeared in front of Su Yu and Mu Ningxue, he saw Zhaocai and Wangcai disappearing until only their heads were left.

In the starry sky of the sea of ​​consciousness, the stars lit by the two little ones had already dimmed.

Wang Mingyang was very sad, but he didn't say much. After checking the status of the surviving Yunding warriors, he took the recovered Mei Que and quickly teleported to Rongcheng Fortress.

At this moment, nine of the two fortresses in China were destroyed by the super nuclear explosion.

He had to gather all the survivors together and find a safe place to hide them.

If there was still time...

...

In an unknown space, countless white streams of light gathered together and slowly formed a pair of eyes that looked down on everyone.

The majestic divine power swept around, creating a terrifying scene of time and space disorder and cosmic destruction.

The white eyes slowly turned and looked down.

One black and one white, two huge cocoons of light floated in space.

"The deadline is coming, this starry sky can no longer bind me..."

"Go! Annihilate everything, return to heaven, and usher in... a new life!"

The difficult and obscure murmur spread throughout the void, and the white eyes slowly closed.

The next moment, endless light bloomed, illuminating the entire starry sky.

The ancient angels surrounded by holy light woke up from their deep sleep, quickly spread their wings, and flew high.

The two cocoons of light, one black and one white, also disappeared at the same time.

In space, invisible power passed, and satellites exploded one by one.

The network of Blue Star was disconnected again.