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Collapse is running.

Even though time stood still in the photo world, he didn't feel tired, but Collapse was still breathing heavily.

Only in this way can he forget the death of his companions, let go of the fear of the enemy, and think about the next action as single-mindedly as possible.

Yes, action.

His action failed, a complete failure, without causing even a trace of harm to Zhang Ming or Dio.

This doesn't make sense, Collapse has worked with the photo world hundreds of times, and no one has ever been able to escape this trick.

Truth has said that their combination is invincible, but Zhang Ming is like a demon who can see through people's hearts and instantly grasps the essence of his ability.

Not an instant.

Collapse remembered what Photo World said just now - this feeling was very strange. Obviously he had never heard Photo World say it, but this piece of information had already appeared in Collapse's brain - Zhang Ming's ability is "time"!

Can humans really master the power of "time"?

In the collapsed cognition, truth is the strongest ability, but now he couldn't help but come up with a thought that frightened him:

Can "truth" defeat "time"?

The news must be told to the truth and let him prepare in advance!

The collapse is still running, and there is a runway made of "film" under his feet. This is the road paved for him before the death of the photo world. Suddenly, the runway begins to narrow, two meters... one meter... In the end,

Collapse is like running on a line.

This means that the power of the photo world is disappearing, and Collapse will soon be kicked out of this world.

He raised his head, looking for an exit. Just then, a woman's face with heavy makeup appeared above his head. This was a tourist taking a selfie.

Accompanied by a woman's scream, the collapse jumped out of the screen of her mobile phone, instantly enlarged and returned to its normal size. The woman was so frightened that she fell to the ground.

As soon as Collapse took a step, he stopped again, returned to the woman, knelt down and picked up the phone.

"Sorry, ma'am."

He put the phone into her hand, turned around and continued running.

Collapse didn't dare to go near crowded places because those places were under surveillance. The Rising Tide organization that had been cooperating with them had recently turned out to be a traitor. If he didn't want to be discovered by SHIELD, he would have to choose a deserted path.

"Ha ha--"

His lungs collapsed and he felt as if his lungs were about to explode. There was a smell of rust in his throat, and he spat hard on the ground. His physical fitness was very poor because of his past drug-taking experience, which was not even comparable to that of an ordinary adult woman.

He fell to the ground, oxygen poured down his throat into his lungs, but it was still not enough, and he felt suffocated.

Suddenly, Collapse touched his chest and took out a small transparent bag containing crystal clear powder.

"Just one puff, just one puff, and you can shake off this pain, pick yourself up and start running again."

Accompanied by rapid breathing, it was as if he was hearing hallucinations in his ears.

"No..." The collapsed refusal was very weak.

"The truth is still waiting for news from you. You are not depraved. You are here to save the world. Don't forget that your son is still at home waiting for you to return. You cannot die here."

He opened the bag with trembling hands, poured the powder into his palm, paused for a few seconds, and then...

Raise it in the air with all your strength!

"I am not a slave to desire!"

He stood up and slapped his cheek hard. He took out the elf seeds from his pocket and threw them on the ground.

Zhang Ming and Dio were chasing behind him. He originally planned to run to a safe place and contact the elves again, because it would take a few minutes to cultivate the little blue flower, and what he lacked was time.

But now Collapse has figured it out, and instead of escaping with little hope, he decided to pass Zhang Ming's secret back first.

After waiting for a few minutes, the seeds began to take root and sprout, and a small blue flower grew.

"Collapse?" The elf's voice appeared.

"It's me."

"Where's the photo world?"

"He's dead."

Collapse interrupted the elf's follow-up question, and spoke faster: "But he told me a message before he died. I must tell you that Zhang Ming's real ability is not space movement, but -"

The words stopped suddenly, and two figures fell from the sky and landed on Collapse.

Black chains wrapped around his collapsed limbs, and Dio stabbed his heart with his right hand to prevent him from self-destructing.

Why...can you find me so quickly...

Zhang Ming squatted down and wiped a drop of blood from his collapsed face. This was the blood that fell on his face when Dior fired the red ray.

They relied on this drop of blood to track them all the way here.

Collapse struggled to turn his head and stared at Zhang Ming unwillingly.

All it takes is one sentence!

Zhang Ming pulled out the small blue flower and made a "hush" gesture to the collapse.

…

Outside Cairo city, a jeep.

The elf closed his eyes in pain, tears sliding down his cheeks and dripping on his skirt.

"The photo world is dead and collapsed...it probably won't last long."

Zhang Ming and Dio arrived in Cairo via the Rainbow Bridge, and Coulson's team was still on their way over. Although Dio was able to temporarily extend Collapse's life through the blood control method, he did so to obtain information from the Collapse's mouth.

The treatment equipment and Gemma, who is good at medicine, are both on that plane. It is impossible for Dio to stay there and wait for the arrival of Coulson's team for the sake of an enemy. After extracting the information, Dio will die waiting for collapse.

As of now, three people in Turtle, Photo World, and Collapse have died, cut and arrested, and their life and death are unknown. Only half of the original nine-person team of the organization is left.

The tracer handed over a few tissues, and the elf silently took them and wiped his tears.

At this point, she has given up on persuading the truth to stop. So many of her companions have died. All she can do is inherit their will and realize their final wish.

Of the nine-person organization, three were dead, one was half-dead, and the remaining five were sitting in this jeep.

In addition to Truth, Elf and Tracer, there are two other people.

One is a very steady-looking white man, in his forties, with a lot of white hair, slightly fat, wearing a pair of sunglasses and driving a car.

His code name is "Uncle Champion".

The other one looked a bit rebellious. He was sixteen or seventeen years old, with his blond hair slicked back, headphones hanging around his neck, and he was playing exciting rock music.

His code name is "Disaster".

"Truth, let me kill them." Calamity Star said, "You know my abilities and are very sure to kill Zhang Ming. I can't bear it anymore. I want to avenge them."

Truth shook his head and rejected Disaster's proposal, "Now is not the time. Your ability is the most important part of the plan. In order to change the world, I hope you can restrain your anger."

No one knows what Truth's plan is. Just like keeping its abilities secret, Truth splits the plan into several parts and only tells everyone the part they need to know.

No one protested about this.

Because they believe from the bottom of their hearts that the truth will lead them to rewrite the future of mankind. This is a trust that others cannot understand.

"squeak--"

When the car stopped, Uncle Champion said, "We're here, that's it."

The five people got out of the car and saw a deserted area nearby, with only a straight road leading to the end of the horizon.

The champion uncle opened the trunk, and under the sunlight above his head, the trunk suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light. The golden mask lay quietly inside.

This is the real golden mask. The one now placed in the National Museum in Cairo was a fake made by Shi Zhen and used to deceive Zhang Ming.

Zhenli took the mask and put it on his face. He then pulled out a short knife and slashed his palm, creating a wound and dripping blood.

He felt no pain at all, because with the mask on, his companions could not see the extremely crazy smile he was showing at this moment. Truth wiped blood on the eyes of the golden mask——

"I saw it!"

Truth could not control his excitement. He raised his hand, pointed at a deserted land, and said with a trembling voice: "This is the oldest secret of Egypt."