Chapter 919 (1/2)
”Four, four hours and twenty minutes, sir.” The person who answered was so scared that his legs softened.
No one answered. Everyone's eyes are fixed on the light curtain.
Entering the human face, the wolf broke his neck, clattered, and said, ”the sword Lord prince, is this king OK?”
”Ten minutes wasted.” Xuanyuan sword master looked at the hourglass floating in front of him: ”let's go, Yuanying of Zhenwu world must be doing a devastating blow to the earth at this moment. At the same time, they must try every means to come back here. We don't know when they will come back, but we have to prepare for the worst. ”
”Can they come back?” ”By the time they get back, it'll be a wreck,” said o'phil corvinas with a cold smile
The wailing trumpet is a dead body at the foot of the two yuan babies of the Wangdu Roth Family. Opposite them, a huge rune, like an eye, radiates a ray of light, but it can't stop them.
”How far is it?” Caesar sank.
”The last 50000 meters.” Urien frowned. ”I always think there's something wrong.”
It was a church like room with a dome of stars. Caesar reaches out his hand and suddenly shakes it. Rune sends out a heart rending scream, which turns into countless golden light splashes.
”There's something wrong with it.” There was silence in all directions, and Caesar looked around. In the space of tens of thousands of meters, three yuan babies and six gold elixirs were very small: ”here, it's quiet...” Immortal King? ”
Augustus opened his eyes, in his side, countless blood bats into blood clouds, into all directions. He frowned: ”it seems that Zhenwu world has given up its control over the core. What do they seem to be waiting for? Do they think they can hold on for five hours in the hands of the three yuan babies? ”
Slayer, Alam Khan of the sky, baisam of the sand, lugba, three yuan babies look around. With a dignified face, Alam Khan picked up a broken Scripture, looked at it for a few times, and closed it quietly: ”no... there's something wrong with the situation.”
”The remnant pages of the Koran are warning. Why on earth?”
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”Boom, boom, boom!” In foggy city of London, thousands of planes pull out magnificent formation in the air. On the ground, smoke billows on the ancient capital, countless launching racks stand on the tall buildings, and black torrents of tanks shuttle between cities.
On the horizon of Paris, an iceberg with tens of thousands of miles of ice is suspended in the air. Around it, there are more than a dozen blessed places, some of which are the city of white clouds, some of which are the sky palace of cloud top, some of which are the sea that never sleeps... There are also floating boats that spread thousands of miles, and the real martial arts monks who control the flying swords fly in the air.
”Let's go!” In a flash, the magic light flickered, and countless magic weapons in the sky fell like meteorites.
”Boom...” with a loud noise, London Tower Bridge, which has been a historic site for hundreds of years, was smashed and destroyed in the eyes of the British Prime Minister and all the residents with tears.
The tower of Elizabeth has collapsed, St. Paul's Cathedral has been smashed, and the bell tower of London has been reduced to ashes. The attack in the sky has never been so fierce. Wave after wave, between cities, war puppets more than 100 meters high are everywhere.
Blood, smoke, debris, became the last theme of the ancient city.
”The fall of Lambeth...” ”the fall of Hackney...” ”the last communication from lieutenant general Jonas, commander of Islington...” ”the 44th * * brigade is missing...”
Messages are like bad news, gathering in the general command room 300 meters underground.
The prime minister, members of Parliament, think tanks, hundreds of people, no one left.
”Compatriots...” after a long time, the prime minister turned around and said with a choking voice, ”today, we may die here.”
”But remember that we were once a sun never sets empire. We have no regrets. ”
His hand has been put on a black box.
Nuclear weapons start button.
Around, countless guards with tears in their eyes, looking at each other shaking to open the box.
”Wait...” at this moment, a woman's voice came. A golden scepter pressed on his hand.
After the prime minister, there sat a kind old woman, dressed in ancient European aristocracy and wearing a crown. She looked at the screen in front of her: ”wait a minute... You see... What's this?”
Everyone looked at it.
It's foggy
Fog capital London, at this moment suddenly in the fierce wind of war, endless fog, no matter how fierce the attack can not be opened.”Master of the palace!” Cold sea fairy palace, not far from London at the moment, the moon shadow fairy grandma's face is very blue, looking at the war in front of her.