Global Advent: Apocalyptic Island Game

At the same time, the bodies of the left and right protectors were ejected towards the two sides, and fell hard on the altar.

The left protector was disgraced, and the right protector was blown off his arm.

The defense mask of the eighth-level magician can resist the attack of missiles.

It's just that the right guardian was unresponsive. When the missile exploded, the defensive mask was not fully formed, resulting in an arm being blown off.

The blue veins on the right protector's face were exposed, and the severe pain gradually distorted his old face.

At this time, he was uneasy, with a look of lingering fear.

If his reaction had been a second slower just now, he would probably be a dead body now.

"What's going on?" Feng Lao growled.

Tianhuang and the four elders set off at the same time, and arrived at the Suolongzhu immediately.

After being bombarded by missiles, the Locking Dragon Pillar was shattered, and the four magic stones on it flew to nowhere.

"Damn it, this is that kid's missile, how did he launch the missile here?"

Seeing that the Suolongzhu was blown up, Tian Huang was extremely furious.

You must know that the lock dragon pillar is an important prop in this special game, with it, you can control the strength and cultivation of the game player at will.

Just like that bastard boy, the magic power grows too fast, if left alone, it will soon exceed their control.

In order to avoid accidents, they locked the boy's magical power with the lock dragon pillar.

In this way, no matter what efforts the opponent makes, the magic power will not improve.

Maybe the magic power will increase, and it is impossible to break through the level.

But now, the lock dragon pillar was blown up, and the opponent was about to lose control.

Just when many old men were furious, there was a sonic boom in the sky, and a large number of missiles roared like a torrential rain, launching an indiscriminate and crazy attack on the direction of the altar.

"???"

Everyone couldn't help but be at a loss.

what happened?

Where did the opponent get so many missiles?

How on earth did he find it here?

A series of questions flooded everyone's minds.

They really couldn't figure out what happened.

At this moment, they feel that their authority has been challenged.

All along, they regard the earthlings as inferior beings.

Although the technological civilization is very strong, the life expectancy of people on earth is generally low, and all civilizations need to be passed on from generation to generation.

Many people have just researched something, but their lifespan has come to an end, and they have to die with regret.

And newborn human beings have to learn from scratch, a lot of time is wasted in this process, and a lot of key information will be missed.

If the people on earth have the same lifespan as the inhabitants of the desert island world, then the technological level of the people on earth will definitely skyrocket by more than ten times.

Similarly, if the inhabitants of the deserted island world have the same lifespan as the people on Earth, they may not be able to practice their magic power to the third level until they die.

After a long time, the magical power will naturally fade away.

Looking at the missiles attacking from high above, Tianhuang shook his head nonchalantly, and drew out a defensive magic shield casually.

In an instant, the sky lit up with a sea-blue light.

The colorful magic shield is like a large upside-down bowl, directly protecting the entire altar underneath.

Tianhuang is the only tenth-level magician in the deserted island world, and he is the pinnacle of the magician world.

As soon as he made a move, even the magic shield that he arranged casually could not be destroyed by missiles.

Missiles exploded in the sky one after another. Although they blocked the missile's attack, their faces were not good-looking.

Because the lock dragon column was blown up.

"How to do?"

The old man asked with a worried look on his face.

Feng Lao, Shui Lao, and Huo Lao raised their heads one after another, looking at Chairman Tian Huang solemnly.

Locking the dragon pillar is an important part of controlling the desert island game. Without the locking dragon pillar, there are many things that cannot be done later.

Seeing everyone's gazes, Tianhuang immediately responded in a cold voice: "At this point, I can only ask the people above for instructions."

Hearing the three words above, everyone couldn't help but stare.

Everyone couldn't help feeling uneasy, the Lock Dragon Pillar was destroyed, shouldn't everyone

Everyone was in a cold sweat, not daring to think about it anymore.

"You guard here, I will go back when I go."

Chairman Tianhuang gave a warning to everyone, and immediately jumped out of the defensive mask and appeared in the midair with a flash.

Immediately afterwards, President Tianhuang's figure flickered continuously, and each flicker could escape a distance of several thousand meters, and soon disappeared into the distance.

The four elders stretched out a palm each, supporting the defensive mask that President Tianhuang had put down.

The missile attack is still going on, but the power is very average, and it is almost meaningless to break through the defense.

For a while, the scene fell into a long silence and embarrassment.

At the same time, on an island far away in the vast ocean, Meng Hao clapped his hands, feeling refreshed.

According to the enemy's position indicated by the system just now, Meng Hao directly launched dozens of missiles, and it is unknown whether he hit the target in the end.

Meng Hao felt that the range of the long-range missile should be sufficient, otherwise the system should prompt that it cannot be launched.

Counting the time, the missile should have flown by.

Presumably, his enemies should be very pleasantly surprised after receiving the missile gift.