Doomsday Cataclysm: Gods on Earth

More than thirty days of endless cruel torture nearly broke the will of the original time traveler.

Many times he wanted to die, but under the influence of potions and some super healing powers, his life was as tough as Xiao Qiang's.

Most of the brain was cut off. According to the common sense of the previous life, the person would have been dead long ago. Even if he did not die, the whole person would be no different from a vegetative state.

But in the end, he survived. Not only did he survive, he was also able to think normally, but his thinking was extremely slow.

As for Li Nuolin.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to.

At this moment, the memories from the past life to the present recirculate, with his present as the node, and everything in the past is understood.

The superpower has returned and all the truth has been revealed.

The Mel Family.

Gao Yun gently closed his skull, and the wound healed in an instant.

There were no intense emotions in his heart at the moment, but a feeling of transcendence and relief.

This is a feeling of being in control of your own mind and will, a transcendent will that is not influenced by emotions or influenced by external objects.

Although the emotions in his heart could no longer affect his will, the Mel family still had to die.

The high-energy radiation and heat were swallowed up by the high clouds, and the powerful shock wave was digested by the ruins.

An originally earth-shattering nuclear explosion caused no casualties.

Ahem.

In the corner of the palace, Jiang Yuanhua could no longer maintain the fragmentation and joining of space. He coughed blood and fell to the ground.

Gao Yun walked up to the increasingly rickety little old man, his expression unchanged.

Through his clairvoyance ability, he could see that the opponent's vitality had reached an extremely low level, and even the super factors in his brain were dying.

This kind of injury is irreversible, just like a person is about to reach the end of his life, and there is no cure.

In fact, the little old man's body had long been eroded by an unknown energy. If it weren't for his powerful superpowers and superfactors, he would have died long ago.

Now that he is overusing the super factor, his life can no longer go on.

You are about to die. Is there anything you need me to convey to you?

In the dark palace, the little old man could no longer see in the darkness through the super factor.

Now, he could only rely on the direction of the sound and a vague feeling to know that Gao Yun was floating in front of him.

It's incredible. You actually have such power. I still made a mistake.

With a smile on his face, the little old man shook his head and took off the terminal covered with golden lines in his hand.

I have nothing to say now. I have left what I need to explain in the terminal. As long as you take it out and wait until the signal is restored, you can use this terminal yourself.

Gao Yun controlled his mental power and slowly took over the terminal with golden lines.

His clothes and terminal had been damaged in the battle, and they could have been repaired automatically, but the nuclear explosion just now vaporized everything on him.

Wearing this terminal, many modules are projected onto Gao Yun's retina.

Among them, the things about the little old man himself have been formatted long ago, and other things are blocked by the power of the relics and cannot be connected to the local area network and the federal network, so they have been waiting to be sent.

There are messages for friends who are still alive, messages for people who have died, including masters and family members.

Either a sigh, a message, or an explanation.

In the end, the old man gave full power to Gao Yun as the president of the Minghua City Heroes Association.

This is a series of procedures that require various troublesome verifications, including determination of voluntariness, sanity, superpower influence, and many other means. Only after confirmation of this special terminal built by the Federation itself can the general authority and location be transferred.

As long as the terminal network is restored, Gao Yun can immediately become the president of the Minghua City Heroes Association.

Gao Gaoyun

After he took over the terminal, the little old man's breath became weaker and weaker.

Now not only is the power that has been eroding him strong, but there is also power from the wasteland and ruins.

This kind of power is invisible, intangible, and does not exist in matter, but it can act on everyone. The malice that is so powerful that it wants to swallow everything permeates every corner, stripping away the last vitality of Jiang Yuanhua. .

I am here.

Gao Yun's voice was calm and calm, giving the old man final psychological comfort.

I can see how powerful you will be in the future. Can I ask you one more thing?

At the end, the little old man whom Gao Yun had only known for more than a month made his last request, but he did not answer and just allowed the old man, who had gradually lost sight and hearing, to continue talking.

When you have the strength, please help the poor people who are still weak.

This last sentence is like the old man's summary of his life.

He was helped by others when he was weak, awakened his superpowers, and gradually became a pivotal figure in the federation.

It was not until before his death that the little old man saw his regrets and other things among those revolving doors, and finally uttered a heartfelt message.

After the little old man died, Gao Yun still did not make a promise.

His pupils turned red, and the next moment, destructive heat vision spurted out, burning Jiang Yuanhua's body into a ball of ashes, which was blown away by the wind.

After all, this old man was the president of the Minghua City Heroes Association and an honorary hero of the Human Federation. It would not be good if his body was eaten by wild beasts after death, or was affected by the wild land and turned into some kind of monster. .

After Jiang Yuanhua died, Gao Yun sighed.

The acquaintance and relationship with the little old man for more than a month were like a close friend. Watching the other person die, Gao Yun was helpless.

If Jiang Yuanhua had an ordinary injury, he could have used other methods to treat the other party, but this was caused by the erosion of the famine and the malicious encroachment of the wasteland. No matter how powerful he was, he could not touch the horror that affected the entire world. strength.

However, he was not allowed to think too much. The palace that had been reduced to ruins once again shone with light, and the portrait of Yamata no Orochi, the king of demons, was lifelike.

At the same time, in the entire ruins, it seemed as if some power was concentrated and descending here.

Suddenly, the space also changed like ripples of water, and the dark scene suddenly changed into a dim dusk scene, with a crescent moon hanging high in the sky.

Then, dark clouds spread, and a loud roar shook out from between the mountains and the sea.

It seems to come from the vast ancient times, evil and magnificent.