Thriller Trainee

This move stunned the live broadcast room.

【Ok? When did the magician and the pope npc become so good, and the trainee teammates next to him were not saved, they even rushed to save an npc first? It's impossible just because they are cute, right? 】

[I want to ask this too, I was really surprised just now. It’s okay to save teammates, save an npc... Um, aren’t npcs that default to throwing a copy once]

[There is no need to guess like this. Think about it, maybe the magician has discovered any unknown clues about the Pope’s NPC? Or something that can stop the trial after saving him. Of course, all of the above are my guesses. All I really want to say is, someone is an A-level boss, do you still need you to teach him to do things? 】

[Ah, this is not necessary upstairs. It's a bit weird, the most important thing is that the person has not been saved yet. They let go of their NPCs and said they don’t want him to save them]

[Ah...I don’t know if I think too much, I always feel that after the little pope let go, the magician seems a little unhappy]

The earth is collapsing.

Further down, the silhouette of the evil city first appeared. Those black unknown existences that looked the same as the townspeople screamed and fell into the flames, surrounded by the **** creatures waiting early below, and became the first batch of delicious feasts. .

In the sky, the trial court stood silently.

The angels lined up neatly, with their white wings curled up behind them, indifferently and condescendingly overlooking the land that was sinking into the fire, sulfur and lava.

At a higher level, the huge white holy throne was shrouded in a cloud of invisible light, symbolizing the aloof and unhuman prestige of God.

After this era, the world will be destroyed, and a new kingdom of God will be rebuilt on the ruins.

After the little demon fell, the lava rolled a bit, and even the red waves did not arouse a bit, and it swallowed the little figure.

For a long time, the magician lowered his head and looked at the palm of his hand with a blood stain.

His eyes were dull and dull, and he sighed after all.

Zong Jiu understood what the little devil meant.

As he himself said, the current little devil is nothing but a existence that has been poured into a world maliciously twisted and born.

The flame can't kill him, the heart burns him to death. The demon king who woke up from the savior's body destroyed an entire super S-class copy world, and turned into a twisted monster who took pleasure in the pain of others.

The child who was very well-behaved and well-behaved, with a quiet, unnamed child, had long been pushed to the altar and buried in the super S-class instance named "Perfect World".

What's the use of belated salvation?

No one saw the silently extinguished eyes on the altar, no one heard the child's crying and silent cry for help.

No one cares about his death, no one knows.

There is no one to save, and he does not need to be saved, and the belated salvation is even more meaningless.

So he let go of his hand.

I don't know why, Zong Jiu suddenly remembered that the little devil was lying next to his bed the night before, talking babblingly.

He seemed to be sleeping with him in bed, and it was like talking to himself.

"In fact, my brother should have noticed. When facing others, my brother is very indifferent. Only when facing an adult... will there be some joy and anger that a human should have."

The little boy held his head and laughed unclearly, "He is too. In his eyes, other people are toys that can be discarded at any time, only the brother is different."

"I am really more and more curious about where my brother came from. If it weren't for the adult body to lift a rock and hit his own foot, I am afraid we already know it now.

"Even though it's the same person, I'm still a bit unwilling."

"Sigh, I still hope my brother can remember me."

After saying this, the little devil was silent for a long time.

"Forget it, don't remember it."

......

Zong Jiu no longer looked down at this. He turned around, the playing cards in his hand flashed again and again, pinning Xu Su and Anthony who were about to fall into the crack, giving them some buffer time.

The black-framed glasses on Zhong Yiyuan's face fell off, with a pair of dark yin and yang eyes open, and he didn't find out where he was for a long time. In his eyes, the underground is a flurry of demons, and the sky is a mass of pure light elemental geometric bodies floating up. When he looks at it more, he feels dizzy and can't tell the direction.

Zong Jiu grabbed Zhong Yiyuan's sleeve, and after pulling out the silver cross, relied on himself to strengthen his wrist strength, and immediately pulled the person up without saying a word.

After he finished this series of smooth movements, he looked back again, Xu Su suddenly said tremblingly, "Nine, Nine brothers, behind you..."

The white-haired young man seemed to be aware of it and turned around.

"Rumble rumbling--"

Behind him, the darkness almost became a curtain.

Those viscous shadows crumpled and refracted from the cracks, with daunting and unclear colors attached to them.

In an instant, they filled up all the cracks in the ground, winding and twisting like ink slowly spreading, turning into thorns at the moment of contact with the air, piercing towards the sky.

Before the trial court, all the angels showed extreme disgust.

Such a deeply twisted malice is definitely their most disgusting thing, not one of them.

Angel took the lead withdrawing the lightsaber, "These disgusting and unclean things shouldn't exist in the world!"

His action was like pressing a button.

All the angels lined up behind him all drew out their lightsabers, chanting complex and difficult light spells in their mouths.

In an instant, thousands of beams of light fell from the sky.

However, what is surprising is that after falling into the black mud, such a white beam of light with pure energy was quietly swallowed. It failed to clear the latter at all, but instead allowed the output power to be riveted enough. The angel who Jin wanted to purify them was panting.

Finally, something happened.

"Da da da."

Footsteps from far to near.

The figure came stepping on the endless darkness.

Fire and darkness surround him, but they can't hurt him at all.

They lowered their heads one after another, surrounded by the king for crowning.

At the same time, all viewers who were watching the live broadcast received a prompt from the main system.

[Dididi...The connection to the dungeon of Judgment Day is abnormal, and the live broadcast room is temporarily closed]

The survivors were taken aback, and after Qi Qi was silent for a second, a heated discussion broke out.

"Fuck, what's going on, it's a wonderful time!"

"Sisters, did I make a mistake just now, why did I seem to see that adult?"

"Ah, ah, ah, you read right upstairs, it's really that adult!!! It's really him!!!"

"Tmd **** main system, why is it so! This is the time! Poor connection!"

On the other side, darkness soars into the sky with killing intent.

The man stood in place gracefully.

He is still wearing that black suit, the crimson tie is tightly attached to the gray vest, and the golden tie is pinned to the white shirt behind him.

His black hair was tied up, and his dark golden pupils were full of icy luster.

Obviously he didn't do anything, just standing in the middle of the darkness, couldn't help making people tremble with fear.

Zong Jiu just glanced from a distance and knew that no.1 was really angry as the little devil said.

Although in the eyes of others, the devil still had an unpredictable smile on his face as usual, no different.

Anthony climbed up strenuously, his eyes widened when he saw it, "It's that lord......!"

Like him, all trainees, whether guilty or innocent, were frightened.

As we all know, the whereabouts of this no.1 is a mystery, no one knows his whereabouts, and there is no camera in the live broadcast room.

This adult suddenly appeared in the copy of Judgment Day, or it was about to end, which was indeed confusing.

The opposite is the hysterical anger of the angels.

"Unclean existence!"

"Dare to be presumptuous before the god's throne!"

The man raised his hand.

Under the pair of white gloves, the thick black mud slowly pushed away, pushing out a black umbrella from it.

The devil opened the umbrella lightly and spoke lightly.

"It's noisy."

In the next second, all the darkness began to turmoil.

It is difficult to describe this scene in words.

It was like opening a Pandora's box, and the shadows gushing from the ground turned into fierce fangs, piercing into the sky without mercy.

All the trainees standing on the ground were horrified to see that the weather, which had just been clear and clear, suddenly darkened.

These shadows are like ink splashed into the sky, covering up all the light, leaving only a deep and eternal night, constantly spreading farther away.

The angels who were flying in the air just now were forced to retreat. Some angels were accidentally stained with a little bit of angels. In an instant, the entire pair of wings were dyed gray and black, and they fell from the sky to the ground with a wailing sound. Swallowed.

This scene made all the high-level angels look different.

Only fallen angels have black wings, which are a symbol of uncleanness.

When Angel realized something, he shouted: "Retreat! Hurry up!"

It's a pity it's still too late.

The shadows that spread to the entire sky blocked their cracks leading to heaven, and there was even a tendency to spread further inside. Under such abundant, rich, terrifying malice, the angels' abilities were suppressed to the lowest level, let alone purified, and it was difficult to escape.

Just now, it was still sitting in the clouds, and the trial court shrouded in holy light suddenly fell and fell to the ground torn apart.

Without the holy light, everyone could see clearly, the court was empty, there was nothing, let alone the **** in the angels' mouths.

A flash of lightning flashed across.

It's raining, lightning and thunder.

The whole world was raining black, and it was getting bigger and bigger, blackening everything that I saw.

Accompanied by the wailing of angels falling, the man opened his arms, threw the black umbrella in his hand, and laughed loudly in the rain.

How ironic, everything is just human imagination.

There is no **** at all. Even if there is, God will not love the world.

The umbrella thrown by the devil floated to the rear impartially, just covering the trainees. As if the black mud had eyes, it didn't rush towards where they settled. So this place became the only unoccupied painting dungeon between heaven and earth.

At this time, the trainees who survived by chance received a reminder from the main system.

[Please wait, the system detects that the space is unstable, and it is being detected in advance...]

【The system test is complete. S-level team dungeon: Judgment day, the dungeon has been destroyed]

[Clearance rewards are being settled... The dungeon is being closed... The transmission will be carried out immediately after thirty seconds, the transmission location: the studio]

I don't know if it was because of the sudden incident, but the surrounding scenery did not freeze into color this time.

So everyone saw it.

The man stood at the end of the world, raised his hands, and commanded the destruction of a world as gracefully as a senior conductor.

If it weren't for the falling feathers, the sticky darkness and the cracked sky in the background, this scene would really be like a grand concert in a brightly lit banquet hall.

Anthony was almost speechless.

His eyes were fixed on the understatement, and the back figure that walked death and destruction with all gestures was filled with distorted worship and fanaticism.

Not only him, but the surviving trainees basically looked over.

"It turns out... It turns out that this lord actually destroyed a copy like this."

Few people know how no.1 destroyed those advanced copies. But without exception, anyone who has watched this scene with their own eyes in the infinite loop has become a fanatical follower of this adult.

There were people who didn't understand.

Now everyone understands.

How shocking the world collapsed under the power of one person. This is by no means something human can achieve.

When it is too strong, beyond understanding, perhaps only faith can be approached.

Only Zong Jiu still squatted on the ground, lowering his eyebrows without saying a word.