"call……"

A long, tired sigh.

"it's over."

Tie Wu lowered his head and looked down at the scene on the ground.

A magnificent iron rain successfully razed the entire Lion Alley to the ground.

Countless iron tools fell from the sky, shattering the buildings on the ground. This was a mighty divine punishment... The old house left by Lu Cheng was completely destroyed, which meant that the legacy of this unique genius in Dongzhou was

The information, copywriting, and sealed objects all turned into nothingness.

For Madam and Nanjin...the greatest value of Lion Lane is the memory left behind by this old house.

But most of the spirit in the world is contained in matter.

When matter is destroyed.

The spirit... ceases to exist.

The densely packed iron weapons, following the will of "god", hovered in array and were dispersed in a strange arrangement density. In fact, the original targetless attack was just because the operator's mental power was not strong enough.

When your mental power is strong enough, you can control a thousand swords and stab a thousand different targets.

This iron rain actually falls only for one person.

The collapsed old house was reduced to rubble, and densely packed iron tools were inserted into the earth. From the outside to the inside, from sparse to dense, in the most central area, those swords almost collided with each other front and back, and the latter penetrated and shattered the former. This shows the difference in density.

Big... After the iron rain ended, a pit of tens of meters was dug into the ground, and the smell of rust and blood filled the air...

The thin man sitting on the Iron Throne, the trench coat he wore was in pieces, and his face was a little pale. There are indeed "miracles" in this world, and the [Apostles] who hold the tokens can indeed shine with the light of gods.

It's just that the world is still fair.

Miracles come at a cost.

Becoming a god also requires paying a price.

At the moment of "extraordinary awakening", everyone has experienced a transformation. Their muscles and bones are washed by the extraordinary source, thus evolving the so-called "extraordinary abilities". For ordinary people who have not awakened, extraordinary people

It is already a "god"-like existence.

The power of fire can be regarded as the second "rebirth".

At the moment when the will of Dionysus came, Tie Wu's muscles and bones were washed away by the torrent of consciousness. He became indestructible and indestructible, and the price he paid was... to use his body comparable to steel to carry "

The powerful will of God’s Throne.

This time, it only took a second to use the token.

But even if it only lasts for a second, it still puts a burden on the body. How can ordinary people who covet divine power end up well?

This is a second that will not be ignored... The lifespan of [Apostle] is probably the accumulated time of countless seconds.

Becoming an [Apostle] and receiving a ray of blessing from the throne is already a great enhancement.

Only in desperate situations or helpless situations will tokens be used. Every use of tokens is a load, an overdraft, and there is only one result of excessive overdraft.

That is death.

But... so what?

All men are mortal.

It's just a matter of sequence.

Tie Wu let out a long, comfortable breath. He enjoyed the feeling of soreness, weakness, and emptiness coming from his muscles and bones. In fact, using the token for a short second was not an overdraft of the body.

Big, this "discomfort" is not because my body can't bear it, but because... the power of the throne is really addictive.

Once you have tasted the power of God, you will not be willing to be a mortal anymore.

Even if it's just for a second.

In this second, he is also a real "god", his muscles and bones are washed by the holy light, his will is more dazzling than the sun, and he can control the life and death of everyone in the world.

After falling off the altar, I felt obvious physical discomfort.

But Tie Wu was in a good mood, and he almost whistled.

The Iron Throne slowly descended and hovered above the pit on the ground. He looked at the broken corpse in the pit with satisfaction. His life had been lost for just "one second", and this man had lost everything.

The hot mist from the boiling iron is constantly coming from the pit.

Because of the power of God.

This iron rain fell with majestic heat, and there are still layers of rolling heat waves lingering on the ground. The blazing iron sword penetrated everything, and also penetrated the chest of this man in a suit. Perhaps this is an opponent worthy of respect.

, but now after using the token, it is just a slightly larger ant.

Tie Wu chuckled softly, feeling a little funny.

Until now, he didn't know this man's name.

But...it doesn't matter anymore.

It's time to kill Lu Nanzhi.

It's all because of this troublesome man who forced himself to use the token and made such a big noise. Calculating the time, Dongzhou's account should be on the scene soon... If Lu Nanzhi is not killed, what will happen next?

The trouble is even greater.

Tie Wu silently recited Qin Ye's name twice in his mind, but received no response.

"Why is there no news about Lao Qin..."

He frowned and muttered, stood up from the throne, and walked forward slowly. The Iron Throne automatically disassembled and turned into pieces of extremely thin iron pieces, appearing at his landing point like a piece of pieced together suspension bridge.

Did you encounter any accident?

Tie Wu raised his head. The [Xumi] above his head was still there, and the realm had not been lifted... His worries should be unnecessary.

This is the capital of Dongzhou. Who can harm Qin Ye?

He really couldn't think of it.

Tie Wu flicked his fingers, and countless pieces of iron flew away in all directions. He dispersed his mental power and searched for Lu Nan Zhi's aura in the realm of [Xumi].

"Well... found it."

He narrowed his eyes.

A picture came to mind. Lu Nanzhi was being carried on the back by a woman, running away towards the boundary of the [Xumi] domain.

Are you actually running for your life?

And... judging from this speed, this woman is really about to leave the [Sumi] realm.

At the same time, the iron piece conveyed another scene... In the damp and dark underground pipes of the old city, Qin Ye's cheek was wrapped in a mass of illogical material, and his whole person exuded a strong aura of death.

I see.

It seems that Qin Ye also fell into the trap of the despicable Dongzhou people.

"Old Qin, Old Qin...do you have this day too?"

Tie Wu smiled, showing his white teeth.

He was about to take a step forward when suddenly his expression froze.

There seemed to be a very faint sound coming from the pit behind.

He could never mishear it, it was the trembling of iron.

Tie Wu frowned and looked back. The "corpse", which was almost in pieces and almost drained of blood, slowly stretched out his palm, grasped an iron sword that penetrated the chest, and bit by bit, cut it.

Pull out.

Tie Wu's expression became very strange.

Not dead?
Chapter completed!