2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

In Huli District, Menxia City, the city that had experienced the ravages of king-level alien species has now been reduced to ruins, with fires everywhere and black smoke filling the air.

Wang Jinwu was sitting on a collapsed building. The captain of the elite team of the Special Branch was looking around with a dull expression, like a puppet that had lost its life.

Behind him, several figures were standing or sitting, but they were all silent. In front of them, there were two broken corpses that had lost their temperature.

"Find out... We must find out the culprit who planned all this..." A female team member covered her face and cried, her body shaking uncontrollably. Others also looked sad and had tears in their eyes.

"Being able to control alien species, and control the time and place where alien species appear, no one has ever been able to do this before..." Wang Jinwu sighed, his voice a little hoarse: "This world is going to be in chaos."

A palm pressed on his shoulder. The young man with dark brown hair and dirty face had red eyes and grinned: "Captain, don't be discouraged. Isn't this the meaning of our Special Branch's existence?"

Wang Jinwu didn't look back, slapped his hand away and cursed with a smile: "Do you need to educate me?"

His tone was relaxed and heroic, but no one knew how sad he was in his heart.

"Fortunately, there is a god." One of the team members said with emotion.

"Yes, fortunately there is a god." Wang Jinwu murmured and repeated, subconsciously looking up at the night sky. However, at the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted violently.

The huge golden hand in the sky has mostly been retracted, leaving only a few building-like fingers outside.

In the center of the dark blue sky in the distance, a fiery red thin line was like a meteor flying backwards, rushing straight towards the finger of the god at an incredible speed. And what followed behind that red line was a huge rocky hand rising nearly a thousand meters high from the ground.

"What's going on!" Wang Jin stood up from the ground and looked at the shocking scene in the distance in disbelief.

At this time, other members of the Gray Mountain Team have also noticed this scene. The young man with dark brown hair previously exclaimed: "That...that should be the superpower of the Rock Lion Captain of the Shanlan Team, right?"

"I know." Wang Jinwu's eyes were fixed on the sky, and his voice was trembling: "So, who is the target of his superpower?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the giant rock hand in the distance, nearly a thousand meters high, suddenly stopped and disintegrated into countless huge rocks, falling down.

A few seconds later, a huge dull roar reached the ears of everyone present, followed by the faint and chaotic sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

Everyone immediately adjusted their tactical intelligence and zoomed in on the area, and immediately saw a blurry figure with blood-red eyes and naked body.

The figure only stayed in place for a moment, and then rushed towards the big golden hand in the sky again.

"What's going on...Who is that? What is he going to do?" Wang Jinwu felt his brain was in chaos and asked incoherently. However, no one present could answer his question.

"Captain, Lord God's hand..." The dark brown-haired young man swallowed and said with some difficulty, "It seems to have stopped."

...

In the center of the dark blue sky, the golden hand of the god stopped, and slowly retracted its three fingers.

Then, give a hint.

The bloody figure, who was as small as an ant, raised his fist and attacked head-on.

At the moment when the two sides collided, everyone who witnessed this scene felt their hearts stop beating, as if the whole world had stopped.

There was no deafening sound, no vision of heaven and earth changing color.

Then, the golden giant hand finally completely submerged into the dark crack, while the blood-haired young man stood in the void with his eyes closed.

...

In an unknown corner of the city, Director of the Special Branch Zhou Xingxian made a phone call with an extremely serious expression and said in a deep voice:

"Initiate the city's first-level information blockade, immediately delete all surveillance and drone image data that captured the scene just now, only retain the image of the 0187 drone and the footage captured by the satellite, and immediately adjust it to SS-level confidential files ."

"Suppress it. No matter how difficult it is, no matter what happens, we must completely block this matter."

After hanging up the phone, he turned his attention to the figure high in the sky in the distance.

There are two possibilities for attacking a god but being unharmed.

One, the gods cannot kill him.

Two, the gods did not want to kill him.

If it's the former, it would be okay if we just let it go. If the gods want to express their anger and punish Menxia City or even the whole of China, it will be an unchangeable ending.

If it is the latter, the god's ambiguous attitude indicates that there is still room for change.

But no matter which possibility it is, the only thing he can do now is to cover up the news as much as possible to prevent it from becoming a topic for other countries to criticize China.

...

On the ground, Yan Yiming, wearing a torn black trench coat and covered in injuries, stood frozen with his hands on the street lamp, as if he had turned into a statue.

"He...he attacked a god?" Tianshou's incredible voice came from the headset, pulling him back from his thoughts:

"He attacked a god?"

Ning Yuansi held the unconscious rock lion, murmured in his sleep and repeated it, and then added: "And you're okay?"

In the area targeted by the Tactical Wisdom Eye, the naked figure stood there, with bloody hair fluttering in the wind, and his chest still rising and falling slightly.

Not erased, not even dead, just standing so lonely between heaven and earth, like a human emperor overlooking the entire world.

"I'll go up and take a look." Yan Yiming said lightly and left his feet off the ground.

"Words..." Wu Shisan's cold voice sounded behind him, trying to dissuade him.

The girl turned back blankly, her tone a little uncertain: "He must have recovered...right?"

Wu Shisan still wanted to say something, but Zhou Xingxian's gentle and deep voice came from the headset: "Let him go."

She hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hands and wrapped them around the waist of the unconscious blood-haired young man in front of her.

"Some of my abilities are... uncontrollable, and sometimes they can be very troublesome." The girl seemed to know what Yan Yiming was thinking, and explained with gestures.

"Sorry to trouble you." Yan Yiming said in a deep voice.

It was a headband with a faint fluorescent blue glow on its surface.

"Is it him?" Her voice was small and she seemed a little shy.

Yan Muyun's upright body seemed to have lost its support, and he fell softly into the arms of the person in front of him.

Everyone below looked at this scene, and their hearts almost jumped out of their throats.

Wu Shisan sighed, took out the potion and plunged it into his neck.

Ning Yuansi closed her mouth and stepped aside silently.

Yan Yiming had already taken off the damaged black windbreaker and covered his brother's body, and even fastened a few buttons thoughtfully. But even so, because the windbreaker was full of holes, a large area of ​​sickly fair skin was still exposed.

The latter was still standing in the air with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Okay, okay." The girl wearing a beige hoodie waved her hands repeatedly and stopped.

But it is true that anyone who suddenly appears at an altitude of several thousand meters will be frightened to the point of weakness.

The young girl was wearing a beige hoodie, and the fat hood covered most of her face, except for her delicate white chin.

Li Yiming immediately eliminated the gravity around the two of them, allowing them to float beside him.

Yan Yiming subconsciously looked at what she was holding, and then couldn't help but frown slightly.

The girl covered her face with her hands.

She stopped and watched with complex eyes as the other person's figure gradually rose into the sky.

The broken black windbreaker rustled in the wind, and finally, Yan Yiming came in front of Yan Muyun.

Then she looked at the young man in front of her who was only wearing a torn windbreaker, took a deep breath, as if to encourage herself, and then stepped forward... her slender legs moved twice in the air.

Yan Yiming did not look back: "If I die, you bring over the person who can kill him. If I am fine, you bring over the girl."

In the next second, the scarlet hair gradually faded and turned back to ink-black.

About ten seconds later, a dark gap appeared next to Yan Yiming thousands of meters above the ground, and two figures walked out of it.

"Yanju, are you sure?" Ning Yuansi was still worried, and he controlled the airflow to catch up with him, his eyebrows were very anxious: "You have also seen that he has completely lost his mind and even dared to attack the Lord God... ..”

"Yeah." The girl nodded slightly, then reached into her hood and seemed to take something off her head.

She tore a dark gap in front of her, then stepped in, and the gap closed.

Ability suppressor.

This middle-aged man, who was tough and resolute and always dealt with problems rationally and calmly, acted willfully for the first time. No one can stop him from flying high into the sky to find his brother who is thirty years younger than him.

Time passed minute by minute, and three minutes passed. The man with flying bloody hair still had his eyes closed, and only the weak rise and fall of his chest proved that he was still alive.

"Ouch!" the girl exclaimed, seemingly frightened.

Why does this girl wear an ability suppressor at all times?

Yan Yiming coughed expressionlessly, pretending not to see anything, and controlled the direction of gravity to slowly send the little girl forward.

Yan Yiming didn't look at him, but slowly shook his head.