Calamity of Tomorrow

500 meters above Donghua City, inside the headquarters of the intelligence agency Night Army.

The Night Army is to grasp and better control the situation of all monks and civilians in human civilization, and to combat vicious organizations headed by the Church of Heaven, it is under the direct control of the court of heaven to extract internal intelligence agencies composed of elite monks.

At this moment, Fang Mo, the second leader of the Donghua City Night Army, a young man in a black uniform is sitting at his desk, and his front is full of information related to Li Xiuzhu.

"Sir." At the desk, another man with a big, sullen face said, "This is information related to Li Xiuzhu. All the records since he entered Donghua City are here."

"Li Xiuzhu." The youth frowned as he looked at the relevant records above. "What are you doing here?" For two months of hiding your identity, is it really to subdue the criminal? "

In his mind, he constantly remembered the development of the entire Tianmo incident, from the anomalies of the first few students to the last time that involved the entire attack time of the Star Wars.

Li Xiuzhu seems to have been playing a good police role.

"Li Xiuzhu ... Teaching Heaven ... Xing Jun ... Tianmo ..." Fang Mo rubbed his forehead and kept thinking: "The conflict between the two sides and the outbreak of fighting means that their goals have conflicts."

He picked up the testimony of Zhou Bai and others: "Is it for that scripture? What is that thing?"

Just then, a soldier of the Night Army came in and reported to Fang Mo: "Sir, you are asked to go to the archives, saying that your application was approved."

Fang Mo's eyes flashed slightly: "Did you finally come down?"

He quickly went to the archives, and saw a huge bronze door standing there, and a man in a suit had already stood in front of the door.

If Zhou Bai was also there, he would recognize that the man in the suit was exactly the same as the man who distributed the supplies before the school Xuanzang's close collection.

The man in the suit looked at Fang Mo and said, "Mr. Fang, the court has approved your application, but the relevant information of Li Xiuzhu is level 7 confidential information. You can only view it in the archives and do not allow external transmission."

Fang Mo was stunned. Because of the distorted relationship between heaven and earth, the danger of intelligence is no longer limited to the various influences he will bring, but intelligence itself may have taboo knowledge, pictures, and rituals. Therefore, intelligence also has May be dangerous in itself.

Therefore, under the leadership of the heaven court, the intelligence was divided into 0 to 10 levels, and a certain level of authority and even repairs were required to access these information.

"The level of intelligence of the leader of the Tianjiaojiao has a 7th level? I originally thought that the Tianjiaojiao was nothing more than a petty fuss." Fang Mo secretly said: "It seems that this matter is deeper than I expected."

Fang Mo nodded: "I see."

The next moment, after the man in the suit whispered and chuckled, the bronze door behind it slowly opened, a sheer darkness in which no light could be seen.

However, Fang Mo was already familiar with the structure of the archives. He walked to the archives with a calm face, and saw countless tentacles slamming out, dragging him into the darkness.

With a loud bang, the bronze door closed slowly, and the man in the suit looked at the disappearing Fang Mo and chuckled: "Heavenly ... wonderful."

It was dark, damp, and dull.

Fang Mo felt that some horrible creatures were walking in the archive room. However, the structure of the archive is itself a level 10 secret, and he does not know it now.

But he was not nervous, but just released the power of his primordial spirit, and shouted into the darkness around him as he had done in the past: "Tell me all the information of the gods."

The next moment, lines of text had surfaced on his retina, the intelligence he needed.

...

Thirty years ago.

West side of the mainland.

The sound of shouting and killing shook the sky, and the dark clouds that stretched for thousands of miles shrouded the sky. From time to time, thousands of thunderfires were lowered, and everything on the earth was burned.

Those dark clouds are countless gods wandering in the sky, trying to kill humans on the ground.

Buildings slowly collapsed, and various speeding cars and cars were turned into burning iron blocks and overturned on land.

The screams of the people, the burning sound of the corpse, and the roar of the demon excited.

Everything looks like a hell-like scene.

Amidst the piled up corpses, a soldier looked with amazement at the savior who flew from time to time in the sky. He covered his mouth so hard that he did not dare to make any sound.

...

Li Xiuzhu opened his eyes violently, holding his forehead in one hand, and wheezing violently.

Beside him, a blonde woman came up, hugging his head, and comforted gently: "It's okay, it's okay, it's all over."

Seeing Li Xiuzhu calm down a bit, the blonde woman cared, "Is that dream again? Would you like to try to close the memory? If you have this demon all the time, the next breakthrough is too dangerous."

"Can't forget, how dare you forget." Li Xiuzhu said lightly: "Thirty years ago, I still remember the scene of the Kunlun Tiangong crash.

Two billion people went eastward and retreated, and were slaughtered by hundreds of millions of demons along the way. After our 100,000 monks died, we faced the demons, resisted hard, and stained the sky with blood. "

"And heaven ... hehe." Li Xiuzhu sneered: "I still remember hiding in the corpse, eating grass, eating soil, eating everything I could eat, and then I survived."

Li Xiuzhu stood up slowly, and the Yuanshen power emerged like mountains and seas.

"From the moment the demon retreated, I swear to myself that this world should change."

"Humans no longer fight for heaven, but live for themselves."

"I want to destroy the heavens and the demons. The earth will only belong to humans."

Speaking, slowly walked outwards: "Go ahead, Annie, release all the other hexagrams we found. I'm going to start hexagrams."

...

Outside the bronze door, when Fang Mo woke up, he was already standing outside the bronze door, and he didn't even know when he came out.

Turning his head and looking, the previous suit man had disappeared.

He exhaled deeply, his eyes still expressing surprise: "Li Xiuzhu ... the **** of the heavens is actually the commander Li Mourning during the Kunlun Retreat 30 years ago."

Fang Mo knew that the Kunlun Temple had crashed 30 years ago, and humankind had retreated to the east. There were countless losses and losses along the way, and it only held the last third of the land on the eastern mainland. It is now the five main cities.

"Crossing religion, heavenly religion." Fang Mo said secretly, "It is not just heaven to heaven, but heaven of demons."

Thinking about the information obtained this time, a white figure flashed in his mind.

"Xing Jun was so interested in this Zhou Bai, and Li Xiuzhu also seemed to protect Zhou Bai by the way."

"This week is worth investigating further."

But when he thought of investigating Zhou Bai, Fang Mo sighed: "The other strong men at Donghua Road School have supported the front line. The deputy principal Zhao Shouyi who is staying now is a little bit waterless." — —

The new week has begun. It is important to ask for a wave of recommendation tickets.