"Fujiki, don't bully others too much. Keep a line in everything. When the time comes, I'll treat you well and treat your Sun Empire better too!"
"That's enough for us to gather together. Don't even think about us kneeling down!"
As soon as Fujiki's voice fell, the gathered fourth-level strong men became angry. What identities they had, it was a shame for Fujiki to let them gather and they gathered together. He actually wanted them to kneel down. This was a complete humiliation to their dignity as strong men.
!
Fujiki's cold voice sounded: "I will give you half a minute. If no one kneels down in half a minute, one of you will die. After the death, another half minute will pass, and among those who have not knelt down, another one will die.
Someone will die!"
"I bet you can't hold on to ten people, you can try!"
The fifty or so fourth-level powerhouses had very ugly faces. Xing Buhui and Wu Jinhao had landed on a tall building near Su Yang and the others, and their faces were also quite ugly.
"That bastard Fujiki wanted to destroy the will of those people!" Bai Peng said in a deep voice. He was very happy in his heart. Fortunately, Su Yang found out, otherwise he and Liu Tai would be among the dozens of people now.
middle.
There was a little bitter smile on Su Yang's face. The fourth-level powerhouses still want to save face. None of them have knelt down yet, but Su Yang estimated that under the pressure of Fujiki, they would have to give in later!
Half a minute passed quickly, and Fujiki's laughter rang out: "Yes, yes, you are worthy of being a strong man of the fourth level. You are all so tough, you think I can't deal with you, right?"
"Since none of you have knelt down, then I can only feel sorry for you. Head Mo Zhong, you scolded me very fiercely just now. I, Fujiki, am a small third-level strongman. In your eyes, it seems that I am not worthy of you."
What."
"In this case, you will start the second round of performances. The other second-level experts will form a circle with a diameter of forty meters for me. Which direction does Mo Zhong leave the square from, and which direction is he guarding?
The fourth-level powerhouses will give priority to performing later. If they don’t form a circle as I asked within five seconds, I will draw another one! Our second performance is called Liberation from Despair!"
Mo Zhong's face was gloomy. Although the other fourth-level experts were reluctant, they moved one by one and formed a large circle within five seconds.
"Brother Mo, hold on!"
"Brother Mo, you must bear it. As long as you can bear it, we will immediately search and kill Fujiki throughout the city!"
"Master Mo, I'm sorry, ugh!"
Many people were transmitting the message. Mo Zhong took a deep breath and the rolling energy continued to circulate in his body. In a short period of time, he raised his momentum to the highest level, and the powerful momentum pressed down on the ground around him.
There are cracks appearing!
"Very good, very strong, Mo Zhong, just enjoy it, show time begins!" Fujiki's cold voice sounded, and within Mo Zhong's body, all the nano battle robots were activated by Fujiki!
There are countless nerves in the human body, and pain is transmitted by the nerves. At this time, in Fujiki's body, a large number of nanorobots were biting and scratching Mo Zhong's nerves crazily, and the terrifying pain emanated from the body in the blink of an eye.
everywhere into Mo Zhong’s body!
"ah!"
Mo Zhong screamed. He had experienced a lot of pain after living for more than a hundred years, but even the pain of having his fingers pinched was far less than the pain he felt now. The pain caused by a direct attack on the nerves was very intense, and now it was not just a pain.
The nerves in two places are attacked, but all the nerves in the whole body are attacked at the same time!
"Fujiki, you must die a happy death!"
"Don't let me live. If I live, you will definitely die! I will definitely make you cut off your descendants!"
While screaming, Mo Zhong cursed with red eyes, but no matter how fierce he cursed, the pain in his body would not diminish at all.
About twenty seconds passed, and Mo Zhong fainted from the severe pain. However, in less than two seconds, he woke up with a scream, and then another painful process began. This time, Mo Zhong
I only lasted less than eighteen seconds before I fainted!
"Go away!"
Waking up from the pain, Mo Zhong roared and wanted to rush out, but the few fourth-level strong men in front of him dared to let him leave at this moment. Mo Zhong would not be able to get far alive if he broke out. They let him go, and they would immediately
It will have the same result as Mo Zhong!
"Ziyun, is there any way?" Su Yang said anxiously in his mind, "If there is no way, I may not be able to survive by then. You won't just die without saving me, right?"
Ziyun said helplessly: "Su Yang, I really have nothing to do. At the low level of strength, some technological weapons do have very terrifying power. Maybe electricity will have some effect, and strong current may destroy nanorobots, but
, you don’t have to have high hopes, the possibility of such shortcomings is extremely low.”
"Lao Bai, does anyone among those people control the power of lightning?" Su Yang asked, "Among the strong men of the third and fourth levels?"
"have!"
Bai Peng nodded and said, "You think that electric current may be able to destroy nanorobots, right? It should be possible, but when the nanorobots are destroyed, people will probably be electrocuted to death! Among those fourth-level powerhouses, there are people who control them.
The power of thunder and lightning.”
"Ziyun, is there really no solution? Is it possible for me to find a solution to the human race's Hundred Levels?" Su Yang asked in his mind, "How come I didn't listen to such a terrifying thing as nanorobots?
What did those people say about their own world?"
Ziyun said in a solemn voice: "Su Yang, you'd better not touch such a thing!"
"Things like nanorobots can become big killers when they are controlled, but once they are not controlled, it will be a disaster for the entire planet! Did you know that as long as one of the released nanorobots mutates, maybe it can be used
It won't be long before they all mutate!"
"You think you can control everything, but in fact, if you release such things, you can't guarantee that they will not mutate! There are too many of them, even if the chance of a single mutation is infinitely close to zero, the whole will mutate.
The probability is also relatively high. In the universe, tiny attack units like nanorobots are taboo. If such a thing appears on a planet, it will immediately be suppressed by many forces!"
"Ziyun, has something like this caused a major disaster in the universe?" Su Yang asked.
Ziyun said: "Well, it has happened many times. Small disasters were just a planet being swallowed up, big disasters, large galaxies such as the Milky Way were destroyed; there was also a super large micro-mechanical disaster in the history of the human race.
An entire star field was occupied by micro-organisms when humans were not aware of it. With the outbreak of those micro-organisms, all the people in the large star field with tens of thousands of galaxies died. That disaster did great damage to the fate of the human race.
, my father’s strength has declined a bit back then!”
Su Yang was shocked. The earth is very small in the Milky Way. In a large star field with tens of thousands of galaxies, all the people died. What kind of casualties would that be? Compared with such casualties, the death of all people on the entire earth is insignificant.
"Ziyun, human race's luck, what is this?" Su Yang asked in his mind. "You don't need to know now. Your current strength is too low to affect the human race's luck, and you can't benefit from it!
" Ziyun said.
"Ziyun, if you don't tell me, why don't you let me keep listening to Mo Zhong's screams? I'm already frightened." Su Yang said, a fourth-level strongman, who fainted from the pain again and again, Mo Zhong said.
Zhong's screams heard in Su Yang's ears, which really made him feel terrified!
Ziyun sighed softly: "The luck of the human race is related to the rise and fall of the entire human race. In the ancient times, the luck of the human race flourished. At that time, it was an era when strong men of the human race emerged in large numbers. There were no less than twenty human emperors!"
"At the end of the ancient times and the beginning of the ancient times, the luck of the human race began to decline. My father had never given birth to a human emperor before. I don't know what happened to my father after that. The luck of the human race decreased, and the difficulty of human training became more difficult. The chance of becoming a human emperor changed.
Small!"
"Moreover, not only has the training become more difficult, but due to the influence of the human race's luck, the human race's physical fitness has also gradually declined."
Su Yang said doubtfully: "Ziyun, you still haven't told me what the human race's luck is. Luck seems to be invisible and intangible, right? How can this thing be lost or increased?"
"The human race is stable, and strong people who have a huge influence on the human race appear, and the human race's luck improves; the human race is in turmoil, and deaths occur one after another, and no strong man appears in the troubled times, and the luck of the human race will decrease!" Ziyun said.
Su Yang said: "In this case, doesn't it mean that the strong race is stronger and the weak race is weaker?"
"You are right, strong tribes will survive and weak tribes will be destroyed. This is the law of nature." Ziyun said, "In the past and today, not just one or two races have perished in the ruthless years, but our human race may also have perished.
In the years."
Su Yang said: "Ziyun, in ancient times, our human race prospered greatly, why didn't it continue to prosper?"
"Perhaps it was a civil strife, or perhaps a foreign race ganged up on our human race. That happened too long ago. Not many people know the reason. I don't know." Ziyun said, "Don't worry about this. With your current situation
With such strength, it is impossible to change the fate of the human race at all."
"Mo Zhong is about to die. You should think about how to survive this disaster now, otherwise everything will be lost!"
Su Yang focused his attention outside the window. Mo Zhong was in good physical condition at first, but now he was tortured to the point of turning pale. The clothes all over his body were soaked with sweat, and there were still stains on his clothes.
Stained with a lot of blood flowing out of the seven orifices!
"God, are you blind?!"
Mo Zhong looked up to the sky and roared, "Tengmu, I was born as a hero, but when I die, I will turn into a ghost. I will keep an eye on you day and night!"
"Bang!"
After saying one sentence, Mo Zhong hit himself on the head with a palm. Mo Zhong, who possessed the fourth level of tyrannical strength and controlled a large sect, died under his own hands. He ended his life very aggrieved and unwillingly!
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