The King of Special Warfare

The saint can be sure that all this has nothing to do with him at the moment.

She adjusted the balance in Wang Tianzong's body. If there is no accident, after a few days, the injuries inside Wang Tianzong's body will start to stabilize, and the whole Beihai can be completely relieved. This is what she said, Wang Tianzong's body has been greatly improved. Get better, get him out of the crisis of death completely, and the next step is to slowly recover.

just now...

The saint quietly observed the energy in Wang Tianzong's body.

The majestic vitality and the ultimate destruction are fused together in an extremely perfect posture in this energy. For a moment, all the saints can think of is only one word.

Birth and death.

Wang Tianzong has fallen.

Not a constant struggle between life and death.

But really fell away.

The saint quietly looked into Wang Tianzong's eyes.

His eyes were still rolling, dimming suddenly at a certain moment, and then brightening again.

The saint took a deep breath and said calmly: "Go and inform Xia Zhi and Wang Shengxiao, let them come over immediately, the sooner the better."

"It has been notified."

A middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses spoke in a respectful voice.

The saint nodded, not talking, just observing Wang Tianzong's physical condition, frowning slightly.

The very special energy is slowly dissipating in Wang Tianzong's body at this time, but the process is extremely slow, and the destruction and repair are going on every minute.

It is no exaggeration to say that the current Wang Tianzong is not qualified to touch the destructive power in this energy, even if he is the arrogance of heaven, even if he is supreme in the dark world.

Therefore, the moment this energy merged into Wang Tianzong's body, it had wiped out all the vitality of Wang Tianzong.

At that moment, the patriarch of the North Sea Wang Clan, the sword emperor of the dark world really fell, but the majestic vitality contained in this energy restored Wang Tianzong's body before his consciousness dissipated.

This speed is too fast.

That is life and death repeated thousands of times per second.

what does that mean?

This means that even under the pressure of the real environment, the energy in Wang Tianzong's body can kill Wang Tianzong tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of times in a second, and the destructive power destroys his life, while the majestic The vitality brought him back to life in an instant. This process was going on continuously, too short and too fast, so that even the surrounding instruments couldn't react. Even Wang Tianzong himself didn't realize that he had truly died countless times and was resurrected again. Countless times.

The power produced by this kind of energy has far exceeded the destructive limit allowed by the real environment. For this, the saints can only think of one possibility.

Authentic imprint.

And a true imprint of full recovery.

Not a certain majesty of the neutral camp.

But the real imprint itself.

The real environmental blockade of the City of Miracles is approaching its limit. Under such circumstances, even if the three supreme beings from the neutral camp come personally, the destructive power they can exert here will not exceed level 5 authority, and they may have high authority characteristics, but purely destructive power has an upper limit.

Only the real brand itself can form such a result.

This also means that at least for a moment just now, Wang Tianzong's body was fused with the real brand of a certain peak figure in the neutral camp, and it also means that the real brand of that peak figure left his body for a short time.

and...

Although the destructive power of this energy is extremely strong, the vitality it contains is equally terrifying.

Wang Tianzong's body transitions between life and death too quickly. To a certain extent, his life and death are equivalent to no harm. Looking at it from another angle, this special energy is equivalent to no power at all. , at least in the eyes of the real environment, so this energy is allowed to exist.

This is a lie.

Fraud?

The eldest princess in the space-time corridor?

The saint raised her eyebrows. She didn't know whether her deduction was correct. The real imprint was her blind spot. There were too many things she couldn't figure out, but she began to instinctively observe the surroundings, looking for The figure of the eldest princess.

"Do not think too much."

A peaceful voice suddenly sounded in the saint's ears.

The figure of God of War appeared beside the saint.

It was still a black dragon robe.

There is still a blood mist flying all the time.

But at this time, a large dark bloodstain appeared on the God of War's black dragon robe. The bloodstain was slowly spreading, and there was no sign of healing in a short time.

"His Majesty!"

The saint was startled and bowed to salute. Everything he had thought about just now seemed to have an answer.

God of War hummed, and glanced at Wang Tianzong through the dormant cabin.

The people around were still busy, completely turning a blind eye to the existence of God of War.

Their eyes saw the God of War, but there is no relevant memory in their brains at all. The God of War in this state is a memory projection. The moment they saw the God of War, the memory had already been taken away by the God of War, thus forming a kind of A special situation that is seen but not remembered.

Seeing it, but not remembering it, is equivalent to not seeing it.

"You are..."

Saints are a little puzzled.

"Thinking about something new, I came to the City of Miracles by accident, and took a look at Wuyou by the way."

God of War said softly.

The saint thought for a while, looked at Wang Tianzong, and said softly, "Do you want me to help him recover as soon as possible?"

The real environment blocks the miracle city.

Right now the saints can't play a very big role.

But if she goes all out, she will be able to restore Wang Tianzong to his heyday in less than a year at most.

"Just go at your own pace."

God of War shook his head: "Otherwise, some people will not get used to it, and if you really want to piss her off, your life will be difficult."

The saint looked at God of War with some doubts, and said tentatively: "You are..."

"Following the wind and Qingwu touched it, and suffered a little loss."

God of War laughed: "My daughter-in-law is really not a fuel-efficient lamp."

"Princess?!"

The face of the saint changed suddenly.

God of War narrowed his eyes.

On the Xiongxiong stage, that scene was very simple, but also very complicated.

In his current state, he is not his real body, so he naturally cannot feel the existence of Wuyou. When he was looking for Wuyou, Wuyou was also observing him. What God of War did not expect was that after Wuyou confirmed his love for him When he couldn't pose a threat, Wuyou would take the initiative to attack him.

Worry-free is not a human being, it can feel its own state.

The God of War knew clearly the moment Wuyou made his move that what Wuyou valued was his vitality.

How strong is the vitality of God of War? Just a single thread is enough to instantly restore Wang Tianzong to his original state. Wuyou wanted to save Wang Tianzong, so he took the initiative to snatch the sword energy of God of War.

It is a core of energy, it can completely contain and even absorb the destructive power of the God of War sword energy, and then instill the vitality of the sword energy into Wang Tianzong's body.

How insignificant is a sword energy?

God of War didn't lose anything, and Wuyou and Wang Tianzong had a win-win situation.

It's just that at the moment when Wuyou shot to plunder the God of War's sword energy, while God of War was still considering what to do with it, Wuyou had already started his own operation. The destructive power in the air poured into Wang Tianzong's body.

Originally a win-win result, if he continued to play according to his operation method, it would undoubtedly be a win-win situation.

Worry-free is not indistinguishable from the nature of power.

It's just that it was deceived the moment it got the sword energy of the god of war.

a lie.

The power of deceit.

Feng Qingwu, the long princess of the space-time corridor who doesn't know where, made a move.

It's just that the memory-projected God of War has no destructive power at all. He forcibly borrowed Wuyou's energy in an instant and shattered Feng Qingwu's lie. At the moment he shot, Feng Qingwu used a second lie to touch the truth. The rebound of the environment, under the oppression of the real environment, God of War was directly injured, and even slightly affected the body deep in the starry sky, and that sword energy, with vitality and destructive power, surpassed Wuyou and directly merged with Wang Tianzong got together.

There is no real imprint impact from start to finish.

The reason why the special energy in Wang Tianzong's body is so destructive and vital is only because of Feng Qingwu's deception.

Her lies made the sword energy briefly break through the influence of the real environment, reaching a level close to the seventh-level authority.

Although this process is very short, probably less than half a second.

But then, Feng Qingwu deceived time again.

Therefore, the half-second time began to extend continuously inside Wang Tianzong's body, and it lasted forever, finally forming the current situation.

The saint clenched his fists subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty is alright?"

The eldest princess in the Time-Space Corridor has always been the number one person in the field of fraud, and she is completely synonymous with the pinnacle. Her lies can break through the suppression of the real environment in a very short time. Such a character here is enough to give anyone a headache. fear.

Sometimes lies have no destructive power, but sometimes they have absolute destructive power.

At Wu's height, in a real environment, even the god of war would feel uncomfortable if he came in person. If it's just a projection, suffering is the inevitable result.

"It's not a big problem."

God of War looked at Wang Tianzong in the dormant cabin, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He could feel his sword energy dissipating in Wang Tianzong's body at an extremely slow speed.

But in fact, this sword energy only exists for less than half a second.

Even God of War didn't know how long Feng Qingwu extended this half a second.

"Birth and death, a cycle."

God of War's voice was very soft.

The saint bit his lip and remained silent.

Life and death are repeated countless times every second, what will be the final result?

"The last cycle, is it birth or death?"

This sword energy is now killing Wang Tianzong.

It is also resurrecting Wang Tianzong.

But this sword energy will eventually disappear.

When it completely disappears, the last cycle, the last thing left by this energy is life? Or doom?

"It can only be destruction."

God of War said lightly.

If things stop here, Wang Tianzong will surely die.

In the last cycle, it seems that there is a 50% probability of life or death, but it is actually a 100% probability of destruction.

Feng Qingwu can deceive time, and naturally he can also deceive his sword energy. In the final cycle, even a piece of vitality will become the opposite of destruction in Feng Qingwu's lies.

God of War thought for a while, then suddenly raised his palm.

The countless blood mist on his palm is still constantly flying.

A blood mist between illusion and reality slowly left his palm, blended into the dormant chamber without hindrance, penetrated into Wang Tianzong's skin little by little, and gradually merged into it.

In the sight of the saint, the blood mist began to gradually envelop the special energy.

"I don't want to keep him for anyone's sake."

God of War said indifferently: "But I have spent most of my life in the real environment in Beihai. If it is only limited to the real environment, he is considered to be a relatively outstanding patriarch in Beihai. If he just dies like this, I will Uncomfortable, it doesn’t matter whether he enters the starry sky or not. But at least, he has the right to choose his own way of death.”

The saint was silent and lowered his body a bit.

Because she knew very well that this sentence was not meant for her.

After a moment of silence, a very distant voice sounded, ethereal and cold: "Huh."

"I take it as your default."

A smile flashed across God of War's eyes, as if facing the elders of a wayward little girl.

In the far distance, that figure did not respond.

God of War sighed, looked at Wang Tianzong quietly, and after a while, suddenly smiled and said, "It's a little gain."

His blood mist enveloped that special energy, but since Feng Qingwu can deceive his sword energy, he can deceive the blood that has left his body. If Feng Qingwu refuses to let go, God of War can only Consummating with her here, both parties are very clear that this is not good for each other, and now the result is just right, as long as Feng Qingwu doesn't cause trouble, Wang Tianzong's problem will not be too big.

"Is this kind of gain too much?"

The saint hesitated and asked.

What was in Wang Tianzong's body at this time was a sword energy of God of War and a drop of blood of God of War.

Blood does not merge.

As for the sword energy, it was also impossible for Wang Tianzong to discover anything from it.

But in this process, countless times of experiencing life and death will make Wang Tianzong realize something one day. After Murmans' eternal sword, Wang Tianzong's realm has been seriously lacking. Now these experiences may make him realize something. Although the possibility of opening a path directly to the fifth-level authority is very small, it is real.

"Your Majesty, if Wang Tianzong gets close to the fifth-level authority first..."

Saint hesitated.

"He can't."

God of War shook his head, an inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes: "In his eyes, there is no martial arts anymore."

"I can understand him. This is his own choice. There is no one to blame. It should be like this."

"To be able to wake up now is already a windfall."

God of War looked at the saint: "Here I leave it to you, I will be in the city of miracles for a while, if there is any situation, you can notify me."

"yes."

The saint bowed deeply and spoke respectfully.

God of War patted the dormant cabin beside him, and in the joyous atmosphere around him, his figure gradually faded and disappeared without a sound.