Yan Anqing's performance made the other five brave men tremble in their hearts.
Even Lan Lan and Miao Miao, who were the most nervous, vaguely sensed something ominous in his words.
They were horrified to find that they, like Wu Tianjiao, were unable to move.
It felt like being imprisoned in the turbulence of time and space, or like a spider in cooling amber, but it was even more uncomfortable than that.
Not only your fingers, but even your breathing and heartbeat can't be controlled!
"If anything happens, let's discuss it first, Yan Shen, don't be impulsive!"
"Although strictly speaking, we have only known each other for thirty-five days, but you are already my recognized comrade-in-arms! If you need anything, just tell me, I, Zheng Xiaoshan, will help you!"
"I don't know what to say... You are a good person. Good people should not live such a miserable life. Together, we can defeat the dragon and return to the 21st century! You can start over!"
"Hey... Anyway, almost all the people on earth in the 22nd century are extinct. How about you come back to the literary continent with me! The worst case... I will support you!"
As soon as Wu Tianjiao said these words, she suddenly felt five eyes sweeping over her.
She blushed: "I just said that casually..."
Yan Anqing tried his best to keep a straight face.
We can't let these little idiots continue to communicate.
Otherwise, the sad and desolate atmosphere that I have finally created will be completely destroyed.
He slowly raised his right hand and pointed the Han sword in his hand towards the sky.
Six rays of light shot out from the bodies of the brave men.
"I have said before that as long as there are living beings in the galaxy on this timeline who are eager to rest, the dragon will not really die."
One sentence made everyone's expressions suddenly change!
In the blink of an eye, they thought of many things.
Strictly speaking, the six players "traveled through the timeline" and used the "characteristic bodies of the rulers of the old era of Earth".
They don't need to rest. Whenever similar thoughts arise, they will always be killed by an invisible force.
Everyone has understood this in the past thirty days or so.
The problem is...
Yan Anqing!
This survivor who survived from the 21st century to the 22nd century had no sleep or rest for an entire century.
Every inquiry he made was dealt with casually and casually.
But everyone can see it...
He longs for sleep!
Even if...
It's an eternal sleep where you can never open your eyes again!
As long as he is still alive! There is a possibility that the dragon will be resurrected!
"Sorry, I deceived you before."
A pale smile appeared on Yan Anqing's face, and the Han Sword in his hand gradually extended and expanded into the sky: "Actually, I am already the last survivor of the earth in this era."
"Except for me, the last person on Earth had a mental breakdown thirty years ago and was twisted into a sinister body."
"As long as I am alive in this timeline, the dragon will never die."
"It's been a pleasure getting along with you during this time."
"Now……"
"It's time."
"Please lend me your strength..."
As he spoke, six rays of light spread from Miao Miao, Lan Lan, Zheng Xiaosan, Chen Hongsi, Huo Ke, Wu Tianjiao and others, and penetrated into the Han sword in Yan Anqing's hand.
The Han sword, covered with colorful light of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple, continues to extend and expand, becoming longer and wider.
Ten meters, one hundred meters, one thousand meters...
Three kilometers, five kilometers, ten kilometers...
One hundred kilometers, one thousand kilometers, two thousand kilometers, three thousand kilometers!
To this extent, it seems to be the limit.
You know, the entire moon is only 3,480 kilometers in diameter!
"die!"
An indifferent voice sounded from Yan Anqing's mouth.
A frightening colorful light swept across the sky!
Whoosh!
The earth shatters!
Lava erupts!
The sleeping dragon was cut in half with one knife!
It opened its eyes suddenly, and its silver eyes, as dazzling as two stars, were filled with ferocious anger, and it let out an angry roar.
"hold head high!!!!"
This voice sounded directly in everyone's heart.
This sword obviously directly hurt the foundation of the demon dragon and seriously injured it!
A dark band of light connected Yan Anqing and the demon dragon.
Its injuries are slowly but surely recovering...
The six brave men suddenly found that they could take action!
But at this time, Yan Anqing's body was gradually disintegrating.
Purple blood slid down the fingers into the sword and dripped to the ground.
The six people opened their eyes at the same time and found that they had returned to the ancient geocentric station before, with each other wearing a gaming helmet on their heads.
However, each helmet was stained with flames and gave off a pungent smell of burning.
The two people quickly took off their helmets, threw them away, and put out the fire.
In the 22nd century, Yan Anqing's last words of wisdom seemed to linger in their ears across time.
"Maybe you feel that your efforts are always in vain, but don't doubt it..."
"Every day you are one step closer to success."
"Today you are still far away from that."
"However, through your efforts today, you have accumulated the strength to scale the heights tomorrow."
"Let's encourage each other..."
[Congratulations, you have successfully eliminated the future timeline of "Dragon Calamity: Wasteland Earth".]
[Reward points have been issued, please check them yourself.]
Obviously, the task has been completed.
But the six of them couldn't feel any happiness or joy, they only felt endless sadness in their hearts.
An inexplicable feeling of mania came over them, giving them the urge to smash something to vent their inner emotions.
The most emotional ones, Miao Miao, Wu Tianjiao and Lan Lan, were already in tears at this moment.
Even Chen Hongsi, Nigrid Hocker and Zheng Xiaosha, who were more calm in temperament, felt their noses were sore and their eyes were a little red at the moment.
A hundred years of loneliness, walking alone...
The man who carries the last hope of mankind is too tired, too tired.
Perhaps, eternal sleep is the best destination for that man, right?
The six people were not immediately teleported back to where they came from.
A timer appeared in their minds.
"The microwormhole pulling device is being charged..."
"It is expected that you can choose to return after 13 hours."
It took the six of them an hour to finally adjust their emotions.
They didn't even look at what their points could be exchanged for, they just fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
…
Earth, suburbs of Beijing, Global Observation Underground Transfer Station.
Yan Anqing looked at the group of six people who fell asleep instantly and pinched his fingers.
"The holidays are over."
The last seven days of vacation were extended to thirty-five days in the virtual reality immersion game.
The six companions all performed quite well.
Unite and help each other, think wisely, fight bravely, and not be afraid of powerful enemies...
The brilliance of human nature made Yan Anqing emotionally swaying.
The only flaw is that among the brave men, there are no chosen ones from the evil camp.
"Next time, let's find a few guys who believe in evil and have evil views, but who won't make people feel too uncomfortable, as important supporting characters..."
Yan Anqing thought so.
This kind of person is difficult to find and the level is difficult to control.
But among the more than seven billion people on earth, there will eventually be those who are qualified.
Even if there aren't any, Yan Anqing can forcibly process and transform a few.
"Then, let me take a look at the impact of this game on the world..."
The thirty-five-day experience of Yan Anqing and the six players were cut into exciting clips by the digital life "Tang Ming", and after being appropriately beautified, they were made into a disaster movie series, maintaining the rhythm of one film a day in real time.
