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Vol 2 Chapter 387: Confused Fate (4 more)

   Chapter 387 The Destiny of Chaos (4 more)

   (Leader Scorpio alone adds 5/13)

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   It was like a drop of water falling on a calm lake, starting from one point and expanding in all directions, activating those special treasures that had been placed around in the morning.

   Wang Hao couldn't understand what those things were. He could only sense them instinctively. Those things should be divine or magical weapons of the same level as [Silent Abyss].

   You can immediately feel that the power contained in them is gathered by the thousands of black rays of light above the altar, like a net.

   That feeling is very wonderful, like the moment before the black missile is about to be launched.

  Wang Hao slashed over with a sword, but it was empty.

   The old dragon and the altar in front of him seem to be in front, but they don't seem to be in front.

   What appears in front of me is like a virtual image.

   This is so special... The two sides are not on the same plane! ?

   This mysterious and unpredictable power, accompanied by the old dragon's grin like a grin, quickly broke through the concept of space, seemingly rushing into the sky, but in fact it broke through the space protection wall of the land abandoned by God where time and space were almost stationary.

   Even without the use of [Abyss Gaze], Wang Hao could clearly sense the strong throbbing in his body that the other end of the bridge of time and space that the old dragon was connected to was actually Gwangju, the Celestial Dynasty where his body was located.

   A strong humiliation of being fooled welled up in my heart.

   This old dragon, who has been damned 10,000 times, definitely stole something from him. Taking this as a coordinate, he wants to send the things on the altar...

   At this time, Wang Hao finally saw the existence on the altar clearly.

  The beautiful girl has western dragon-style horns, long fiery red hair, and a delicate yet heroic face, but her fiery red pupils, who used to be full of justice in the past, lost focus.

   Apparently she was in a coma!

  Ao Xiaowu!

"Wang Hao! I know I'm implicated in you. You can blame me... it doesn't matter, I'm dead anyway, but at least... at least... send my daughter away from this ghost place." The dragon mouth was laughing wildly.

   Obviously that huge mouth with intertwined fangs is so terrifying, Wang Hao actually felt like he was choked by his father's love.

   "What the **** did you... do?"

"Cough!" As the mysterious power spiraled upwards, the figure of the old dragon became a little faint, but he was still very proud: "No! There are hundreds of millions of parallel worlds. I just accidentally discovered the world you are in and mine. The hometown is very similar. I borrowed your spatial coordinates to smuggle to my only daughter."

   "Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the manager!?" Wang Hao gritted his teeth.

"Manager?" The old dragon sighed in disdain: "This **** **** has been abandoned long ago. The leader you think is wise is simply a group of puppets, but the wisdom is so much higher that he has deceived you. That's all. The place of redemption that really has a leader will only be within 4 digits. As one of the supervisors of this place, how could I not know that this garbage place is a garbage dump with a seven-digit number?"

   Wang Hao frowned, realizing that things were not easy.

The old dragon's catharsis continues: "Scam! A complete scam! I promised to guard my descendants for ten thousand years and let my descendants leave, the [Salvation Day] has passed! There is no redemption at all! Even the [Redeemer]'s I haven't seen any shadows! Hahaha! Since those 'gods' are gone - then I can only save myself!"

  “…”

"Don't blame me! I have encountered countless beings with the same root, and your time-space beacon happens to be the clearest one. If those **** guides are still there, maybe, I will be caught, and even my actions will be cut off. Your massive redemption points."

   "You..." Wang Hao was really mad.

   After fighting in this world for so long, he just saw the dawn of victory, but he was actually trapped by this loyal and treacherous old dragon! ?

  Nima, if all his efforts are meaningless, why is he still working hard?

   "Boy! Farewell! If you want to blame this **** world that should be destroyed 100 million times! I didn't plan to cheat you..."

  Wang Hao didn't want to listen to it at all, and screamed wildly in the sea of ​​spirit: "Sniper - you don't care about this matter!?"

   Contrary to Wang Hao's expectations, the system that used to be very user-friendly in the past is very mechanical this time: "Host, your report has been received. Manager No. 1024 is dealing with this emergency..."

Wang Hao didn't notice what    said later. Because the focus of his eyes has been firmly attracted by the magnificent scene in front of him.

   Everything in front of him lost its meaning. What he saw was no longer the dark basement, but the psychedelic starry sky.

  In the starry sky, a pair of unhuman eyes like melted silver **** appeared. Those eyes belonged to a mysterious humanoid creature.

   It is so huge that it is no less than a thousand meters tall by visual inspection.

   With the connection of the stars as his arm, he gently raised it, and the black rainbow of light that shot from the altar to the void came to an abrupt end.

   Wang Hao's vision and perception can only be seen here.

   This is not the end!

   "No!" Old Long clearly saw that the soul of his only daughter had already crossed time and space, and was just a little bit short of reaching the world that made him dream about his soul, but the time was frozen at the last moment.

   Lao Long suddenly fell into boundless despair.

   But no matter how he urged the valley, the black light rainbow could no longer advance.

  The atmosphere of the earth seems to form a huge shield, resolutely rejecting all outsiders. Even the rays of the sun!

"Roar—" The power of the ancient dragon family is really terrifying. After crossing the distant time and space that I don't know what to use as a unit, the old dragon roared, and countless meteorites, debris, and even ordinary instruments outside the atmosphere could not be The detected energy groups all accelerated frantically in his roar and crashed into the earth.

   Even has the aura of doomsday!

   is just momentum.

   At this moment, an illusion of a huge golden scale spanning several kilometers appeared in front of the storm.

   "Alas!" A sigh.

   I don’t know when, the frantic cosmic wind that was blowing has stopped.

The illusion of the    dragon was dimmed, and the light above was almost extinguished.

Before the soul was completely broken, the old dragon finally asked with hatred: "Why? Answer me! Why did I tore up the agreement after I kept it for 10,000 years. You have already given up on me, but you stopped me at this time! Why? Why is this!?"

   The desperate dragon roars seemed to have turned into meteors, flying aimlessly in the void.

The golden scale spoke: "[Salvation Day] has been opened 110 Earth days ago. You have actually been entwined with the fate of the [Redeemer], but you have given up. You have blasphemed the [Redeemer] Sin... Forget it, you're not up for it anymore."

   Lao Long's black face turned white in an instant, and he looked like a white dragon: "Damn it! How could it be him? How can [Redeemer] fight like this!?"

   There was no answer in the void.

   "Wait! At least! Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu is innocent..."

   Wang Hao and others in the basement were surprised to see the coming of [God's Punishment], the splendid radiance falling from the sky, it seems that no other existence in Quicksand City saw it.

   In the field of vision: The body and soul of the old dragon seem to be subjected to countless tortures, repeating the destruction and restoration, which seems to be some kind of eternal cycle.

The only thing    could hear was the continuous scream.

  No one knew that at the same time in the bar on the 111th floor of Zhujiang New Town IFC, a white-collar beauty who was completely drunk, a flash of aura that no one could see shot into her body, and then she twitched.

   (end of this chapter)

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