The King of Special Warfare

Shuttle, fly, jump...

The battlefield covers every corner of the line of sight, and countless figures fill every space with an unimaginable density. The vast void, the planets under your feet, the broken satellites, and the dense meteorite belts are everywhere. , is shining everywhere.

The roaring fleet array was densely packed and fired with full force, the star-destroying cannons destroyed the sky and the earth, the dark matter and dark energy that were constantly annihilated surged silently, and a small black hole formed in a certain area of ​​the battlefield, and began to devour everything nearby.

Using the void as an array and the galaxy as a chess piece, on this vast and boundless battlefield, Feng Qingwu's consciousness is small and weak, just like a speck of dust between heaven and earth, but such a small and delicate figure is In an instant, he crossed the entire battlefield, as if entering a land of no one, the brilliance of the sky was constantly blooming and cohesive, and the consciousness of Feng Qingwu rushed forward all the way, leaving behind one after another exuding extreme light and heat. sun.

The absolute destructive power and the instantaneous reversal of the situation unmistakably demonstrated the powerful strength of the peak energy source of the neutral camp, but Feng Qingwu was not intercepted by any peak power of the other camp.

Fraud: Genesis.

This is tantamount to simulating the real environment, making full use of all factors that are beneficial to one's own side to the extreme in a short period of time, and using all factors that are not conducive to the enemy to the extreme, deceiving both the enemy and the enemy's perception of themselves, and the same To deceive the perception of the peak power of the same level.

In an absolutely short period of time, no one will notice her existence even if she is an enemy of the same level as Feng Qingwu, even if she crosses the battlefield in such a high-profile manner.

Judging from the real time of Miracle City and other places, Genesis has existed for a short time, probably less than ten years.

But ten years is enough to decide the fate of this local battlefield.

But what's the use of just deciding the fate of this battlefield?

The fate of the human race, as well as all neutral creatures, has long been doomed and must come to an end.

Perhaps in the entire neutral camp, only the mighty black ocean in front of me still refuses to give up, is still doing its best, is still desperate, and is still going crazy without restraint.

He may already know his fate and ending, but he doesn't care.

God of War Lin Xuanyuan.

This is a lunatic and a fool, but he is the most admirable kind of lunatic and fool.

Feng Qingwu sighed softly.

The endless rays of light converged from her side, and her shuttle figure suddenly accelerated, like a sharp sword that tore apart the battlefield, with the gradually dissipating rays of light,

In an instant, he entered the newly formed black hole in the battlefield.

Fraud: Supreme Self.

A near-supreme will immediately appeared on the battlefield where light and shadow staggered, cold, majestic, and irresistible.

The moment this will appeared, it directly confronted the ubiquitous malice in the world, and the black hole that was still forming turned into a wormhole in an instant. The rules of time and space were distorted at a speed visible to the naked eye in the strong deception, and the wind danced lightly. His body was submerged into the wormhole, and he went to an unknown distance of tens of thousands of light-years in the blink of an eye.

At the same time as her body entered the black hole, an endless army of neutral camps rushed out of the same wormhole, joining the battlefield mightily.

This is the real juggernaut.

On the battlefield, dominate everything.

The newly formed black hole directly turned into a two-way passage in Feng Qingwu's lies, the same entrance, but there is no violation of the entry and exit. This kind of deception can only last for a short few years, but it is enough. Let the neutral camp invest billions of troops on this battlefield again in the past few years.

The flickering flickering of the galaxy all over the sky recedes.

The newly born wormhole extended infinitely in Feng Qingwu's consciousness, the darkness was only silent for a moment, and the distance had traveled tens of thousands of light years.

It was still the same scene, the same battlefield, the same black ocean, and Lin Xuanyuan, the god of war.

This black ocean composed of endless sword intent is the most real state of God of War Lin Xuanyuan, and also his most primitive form of existence. At the first moment of the war, this ocean poured into the corridor of time and space from the God of War Realm, thousands of For tens of thousands of years, in countless star fields, everyone in the space-time corridor agreed that this madman can be said to be the sharpest madman of the human race after the original His Majesty, showing his sharpness, and the war has continued. Even Feng Qingwu didn't know how many star fields Lin Xuanyuan's sword energy had passed through, and how many enemies at the same level as him were fighting.

Feng Qingwu didn't go to see the battlefield, and went back and forth.

Time has no meaning, and distance seems to have no meaning.

Shuttle time and time again, when Feng Qingwu's consciousness travels through the wormhole, and suddenly feels a majestic force from the outside directly piercing through the wormhole, and instantly extending the limit of the distance she travels, Feng Qingwu's My heart is slightly relaxed.

She knew she was finally getting close to her destination.

This majestic power is the breath of the war king in the space-time corridor.

In the next second, the silence completely disappeared, and the fighting did not appear again.

An extremely huge planet appeared in front of Feng Qingwu's eyes.

The planet rotated slowly, almost occupying Feng Qingwu's entire consciousness.

Feng Qingwu was in a trance for a moment.

In front of this planet, the City of Miracles is like a piece of children's building blocks in front of a skyscraper. The strong contrast makes Feng Qingwu, who has already put all his attention on the City of Miracles, startled.

She finally reached her destination.

This is the capital of the space-time corridor.

The old city.

Feng Qingwu took a step forward, her destination was very clear, so she directly deceived the space-time distance while taking the steps, the chaotic meteorite belt and the atmosphere changed instantly, Feng Qingwu's consciousness had appeared in an extremely huge palace Inside.

The ancient bronze palace is somewhat old and mottled, with faint lights flickering in every corner of the palace, and the space is filled with a clear vicissitudes and long-distance atmosphere. Inside the palace, darkness and light bloom and disappear at the same time, and everything is quiet silent.

"What's the matter with Qingwu?"

A gentle voice suddenly sounded inside the palace.

An incomparably soft golden light suddenly lit up in the deepest part of the palace.

Just like the rising sun, the golden light shines in the distance, and the light and darkness in front of the eyes completely lose all their colors in an instant, and that ray of light instantly becomes the only one in the palace.

Feng Qingwu floated forward for a while in silence.

The farther you go, the brighter and softer the golden light in front of you. The light shines on the huge bronze pillars in the palace one after another, clearly illuminating the countless mottled traces on the huge bronze pillars.

Feng Qingwu came to the end of the palace.

A soft golden light radiates from the end of the palace.

There is an old desk there.

On the desk was a thick book about the height of a person, which was slowly flipping through.

There is no figure behind the desk and books.

All the light is above the desk and the books.

It was an ever-changing light source, sometimes turning into a sharp sword, sometimes turning into misty clouds.

But in essence, this small and changing spot of light is a drop of blood.

No corpses, no phantoms.

Just a drop of blood.

Feng Qingwu stared at the drop of blood in front of her eyes, bent slightly with calm eyes, and said softly: "I have seen Your Majesty."

"What is it?"

In the golden spot of light, the gentle voice was clear and gentle.

"I want the world map."

Feng Qingwu replied without the slightest hesitation, her voice was firm and unquestionable.

His Majesty in Jin Guangzhong was silent for a second.

Universal map.

One of the most important weapons in the space-time corridor, and one of the four most powerful artifacts in the entire neutral camp.

The King of Wei, the Picture of Eternity, the Pagoda of the Human Emperor, and the Xuanyuan Sword.

Among the four artifacts, the Eternal Map ranks second, and this ranking has not changed in the slightest during countless reincarnations.

If Feng Qingwu is the pinnacle representative on the road of deceit, then the majesty in front of you is the real pinnacle in the field of calligraphers and warriors, and the picture of Wanshi is something that your majesty has studied for a lifetime. His personal calligraphy and paintings also include the calligraphy and paintings of every calligrapher in the countless reincarnations of the time-space corridor.

The pictures of all ages have gone through all ages, and every painting has the ability to open the sky.

And similarly, the Eternal Map is now the only artifact in the Time-Space Corridor that can accommodate this drop of His Majesty's blood.

Without the Eternal Map, the activity of this drop of His Majesty's blood will slowly dissipate, his strength will become weaker and weaker, and eventually fall.

It's bound to be a long time.

But unfortunately, time is meaningless. Since there is a possibility of falling, the fact of falling may appear in the next second.

Maybe it's ten thousand years of wind and dance, maybe it's one minute of His Majesty...

"Can."

A second later, His Majesty's voice sounded softly: "Which one do you want?"

"Creation."

Feng Qingwu seemed a little surprised, but still quickly answered the other party's question.

On the desk, a few pages of the extremely heavy book were flipped, and there was a very clear tearing sound in the palace.

A thin page came out of the book and fell into Feng Qingwu's hands, as light as a flying feather.

But the thick book on the desk has become very clearly thinned by about one-tenth.

Strands of Qi flew out of the palace and spread towards the void, which was the activity of His Majesty's blood dissipating.

Feng Qingwu was silent for a while, and said softly: "Thank you."

His Majesty's laughter echoed in the bronze palace, free and easy.

"Why?"

Feng Qingwu couldn't help asking.

"Um?"

His Majesty seemed a little puzzled.

"The Genesis chapter is also very important to you."

Feng Qingwu said: "If I'm not wrong, you spend most of your time resting in the Creation Chapter, and the activity of your blood spills into the Genesis Chapter, and then gives back to yourself. If there is no Genesis Chapter , How long can you hold on? In fact, I’m already mentally prepared for you to reject me based on the time-space corridor and the overall situation of the human race.”

"The overall situation of the human race..."

His Majesty muttered softly to himself, and then laughed. His laughter was very soft at first, and then became louder, but it was not the kind of hysterical laughter. This laughter was clear, calm, indifferent, open-minded, and finally It turned into a faint exhaustion: "Human race... where is the overall situation?"

Feng Qingwu was startled suddenly, subconsciously said: "What do you mean?"

"It's literally."

His Majesty said calmly: "I gave you the Creation Chapter, naturally because you need it more than I do. Tell me about the situation of that Highness?"

"Her situation is unique."

Some restless Feng Qingwu thought about His Majesty's previous words, and subconsciously said: "In several reincarnations, even if there are returnees, there are no returnees of their level. Their existence cannot be copied. Yes. The so-called experience we summed up is only speculation based on other returnees and the process of your return. In fact, no matter you, me, or others, they are not worthy to be compared with them. We have no way of speculating on their return process, and According to what I have observed now, His Majesty Tianlan has vaguely come into contact with some of Tianjue's abilities, which means that if His Majesty returns, he can at least reach the seventh level of authority. This is just the most conservative estimate."

"Heavenly..."

His Majesty groaned, and sighed softly: "This time, did it start with martial arts?"

"Budo has never been for the weak."

Feng Qingwu said indifferently: "Over the years, the King of War has lost some competitiveness, and you have never made a move. Countless people in the space-time corridor think that the path of a warrior has lost its former glory, but is this really the case?"

"of course not."

His Majesty laughed lightly: "This is the first road of the human race. Compared with Order and Shadow, it may have inherent defects and deficiencies, but I always believe that this road represents true invincibility."

"Look at Lin Xuanyuan, and Wang Fuxing."

Feng Qingwu said.

When His Majesty did not make a move, those two from the God of War Realm and the Human Palace represented the highest peak of martial arts in the neutral camp today, and Lin Xuanyuan, the god of war, stood at the pinnacle of martial arts and personally beheaded the doomsday of the order camp. The God of War is the strongest edge for the human race. Martial arts, the oldest way, is constantly bursting with powerful vitality in the most chaotic and dangerous situation.

So Feng Qingwu didn't think there was any problem with Li Tianlan's return path.

"Where is that Highness?"

His Majesty asked slowly.

Feng Qingwu hesitated obviously, and said softly: "I don't know very well, but so far, she seems to have shown some abilities that belong to dreams, but they are very weak. It is precisely because of this ability that she has come into contact with The real imprint left in the deepest part of her consciousness by His Majesty to protect her back then. I think this should be caused by His Highness who is dormant now, but we can't investigate her situation, we can only detect it from Qin Weibai now to something."

"This is exactly what I want to say. That His Highness was able to survive back then because of the real imprint His Majesty left deep in her consciousness. That is to say, His Majesty's real imprint was in Qin Weibai's consciousness. However, His Majesty has now shown an ability similar to that of Tianjue. If His Highness Qin Weibai can wake up further, causing her and His Majesty Li Tianlan's consciousness to be synchronized, then His Majesty Tianlan may come into contact with his true brand. , speed up the pace of return, after the return of His Majesty Tianlan in that situation, maybe it is not Tianjue, but..."

Feng Qingwu paused: "Kill God!"

His Majesty let out a light breath, seemingly relieved, with anticipation and clarity: "So you want the map of the world."

"Yes."

Feng Qingwu said slowly: "But I didn't expect you to really give it."

The topic came around again.

His Majesty did not evade this time, but said softly: "It doesn't matter, there is nothing that cannot be given to them in the space-time corridor, the overall situation...the time-space corridor without them, the so-called overall situation is all illusion."

The faint golden light suddenly became brighter.

His Majesty's voice became indifferent but determined: "Be still and think about moving, maybe I should also go out for a walk, lest the limelight be taken away by God of War."

"you..."

The premonition in her heart became reality, and Feng Qingwu's heart sank slightly.

"You're right."

His Majesty spoke calmly, and the golden light began to leave the desk and move forward slowly.

"Maybe, this is the last time you and I will see each other."

His Majesty's voice was calm and powerful: "No miracle will happen. We are about to face failure again. Our end... is coming."

"I am ashamed of your majesty and your highness."

His Majesty said softly: "As the emperor of the Time-Space Corridor, I have never really fulfilled my mission in the long years. All of us are ashamed of Your Majesty and Your Highness."

"The human race has never gained the right to survive."

His Majesty laughed at himself: "It has never happened before."

neutral camp.

There is a god of war who is domineering.

Some people take their time.

There are four major artifacts to stabilize the overall situation.

Long years, countless reincarnations, destruction and rebirth in illusion and reality.

A dignified human race is like an ant.

They have been fighting to survive, but never gained the right to survive.

All they got was the power to struggle.

Do your best, do everything, at all costs, and struggle desperately without compromise.

Then it was destroyed and extinct again and again.

Everything must come to an end.

"Back again, I'm still me, and I'm not me."

His Majesty looked at Feng Qingwu, and said softly, "You are still you, and you are not you."

"Come back again, maybe I won't be your sister anymore."

"Anything."

His Majesty smiled softly: "You should also arrange your own way out."

"My retreat is in the City of Miracles."

Feng Qingwu said softly, she had already made a discovery and had a suitable candidate, so she did not face the fear of doomsday, and her smile was even a little happy: "I can be his daughter again, the only regret is that I have to change another Mother."

"That should be a good candidate."

His Majesty laughed. He looked into the distance, and his eyes seemed to fall on the person who was also called the Emperor of the Human Palace, on the God of War who was still struggling slowly in the void, and on the side-by-side king. It fell on the King of War, and it fell on everyone in the human race.

Everything must come to an end.

The other party has come.

So he will fall.

The wind dance will fall.

God of War will also fall.

Everyone's ending is already doomed and will definitely end.

"gone."

His Majesty spoke softly.

In the bronze palace, that golden light burst out instantly, shooting directly into the void in the distance.

Feng Qingwu gently raised her palm.

In the extremely distant void, a big hand filled with dark energy and dark matter took shape instantly.

The world is deceived by lies.

The ever-changing hands of lies slowly descended, finally enveloping a star that was at its peak.

In the next second, the big hand disappeared.

The stars also disappeared.

The endless light and heat were instantly replaced by the cold void.

A bright pearl burning with warm light appeared in Feng Qingwu's hand.

Picking the stars with bare hands!

Feng Qingwu calmly held the pearl, and slowly put it into the page of the creation chapter in the other hand.

The yellowed pages instantly became warm and shone with a soft light.

The soft light fluctuated slightly, and Feng Qingwu's figure disappeared.

Only the bronze palace was left, a piece of silence, dead and nothingness, as if it had existed in ancient times, without any vitality.

Feng Qingwu opened his eyes again.

In sight, is the wind and snow outside the hotel.

It was Qin Weibai who was quietly hugging her snow-white shoulders on the bed.