Demon Thunder

"Uh..." With a headache, Lei Ting opened his eyes. It was Yate's research room.

Is it back to the past?

Together with this thought, he already moved involuntarily, as if looking at his former self in his former body.

"Lie Yan, how are those people? Is there something wrong?" Lei Ting held Lie Ting with his wounds all over his body, "After I fainted, did you rescue them all?"

"I still have something to do, you can ask someone else," Lie Yan hurried out and pulled him away.

"..." Lei Ting nodded, turned around and saw Long Ming rubbing his head with a sleepy face, he just opened his mouth when he wanted to speak, hesitated for a while, wiped his hands quietly, and held Long Ming back, "Go back Go to sleep, I will help you with the task."

"I'm going to rush to help you hold a press conference to explain what happened last time, don't get in the way," Long Ming frowned and waved his hands.

messed up?Lei Ting lowered his head, he saw the gauze on his hand, his heart felt a little sore, I have worked very hard.

He quietly hid in the background, listening to the trial of the world... Am I wrong again?Lei Ting huddled in a dark corner, not daring to say a word, nor did he dare to cry out.

... The darkness turned into a lake of icy water, Lei Ting felt a suffocation, and wanted to swim up... The scene invaded his brain vaguely, he felt a pair of hands protruding from the surface of the water, pressing him into the cold water while he was struggling. bottom of the lake.

No one will save you... Powerless despair overwhelms all thoughts, tears mixed with lake water being sucked into lungs, pain like tearing it apart, they are still holding him down, almost suffocating .

"Help me..." Lei Ting made a vague sound at the bottom of the water, and the picture slowed down frame by frame. A slender arm stretched out of the water, with a warm light, against all forces, pulling him into a In the warm embrace.

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"Lei Ting has been out of contact for more than 48 hours. General, should we issue a wanted arrest? He is likely to have absconded," the agent in charge of monitoring looked at the general worriedly.

"Issuing a state-wide wanted arrest report, immediately report to the headquarters if there is any news, do you have any clues about the end of the world?" The general looked at the agents who were busy shuttling between the computers below, with a serious and calm expression.

"They're still spreading the scandal about Art shielding Thunder."

"Except for this?" The general asked, looking at the agent who came in to report.

"It is certain that many of the Doomsday Cultists are heading north, General!" Someone below hurriedly stood up and shouted out what he had just discovered.

"Send the monitoring screen to me," the general said as he opened the synchronous monitoring simulation. Lines were connected, and everyone's forward direction extended and converged to a point - the Takla Desert.

Above the Takla Desert

The clouds moved slowly, and the closer to the center of rotation, the clouds showed a magical deep purple.

Antonison had already changed into a modern attire. He was wearing a dark red robe and held a long sword. Blood was streaming down his face, and it was covered with intricate and weird totems.

"Priest, the sacrifices have arrived," Ping Gong stood on the edge of the high platform, looking at Mr. Dai's figure with his hands clasped in the wind, his eyes could not help showing reverence.

The priest opened his black eyes and looked at the horizon, where the dark crowd was approaching step by step, "They will shed every drop of blood for the night devil, and then this world will merge with hell and become the night devil's saint." Temple, you and I will be bathed in the glory of God and be reborn."

The reverence on Ping Gong's face became more and more intense, and a loud voice suddenly sounded from under the high platform.

"Ah!" A voice that could not tell whether it was a roar or a scream came to the high platform, and Mr. Dai walked to the edge and looked at Lei Ting, who was surrounded by dozens of mutants.

"He is very powerful, but such a body and strength should belong to the gods and should not be controlled by people," Mr. Dai said, a missile flew over and exploded on the surface in the distance, and then a dozen more The missiles flew down together, blasting a circle of deep pits around a kilometer away from the sacrificial altar.

"Antonison Dai, you have been stabbed..." Before Lie Yan finished speaking, his sub-ship was bombarded. Mr. Dai looked at the fleet in the air with a calm expression. There was a whale behind him. With the support of the bow, a fleet of black amphibious drones emerged from under the desert.

"Start the ceremony!" He sneered and shouted behind him.

Dozens of people with totem tattoos on their faces recited obscure ancient poems together.

The purple clouds in the sky stopped rotating, forming a terrifying black hole in the center, the approaching light was sucked in, and the sky seemed much darker again.

"General, humans cannot create gods, and you will never win against a real god." Mr. Dai looked at the most central ship with a sinister and distorted smile.

The pale-faced Lei Ting was tied to the center of the altar. Dozens of people gathered around the stage and chanted spells together. The clouds in the sky seemed to freeze, and the crowd blocked by the deep pit let out screams and blood. Swelling from their pores, forming an upside-down rain that floats from the earth to the sky.

The general looked at the high platform and walked out of the ship, "Mr. Dai, if you don't stop, you will bear the consequences."

"The night devil's footsteps are not something you can delay, poor humanoid, you are nothing but a human's sad fantasy of gods, a fragile miracle, hahaha..." Anthony Day laughed and stabbed his sword stick Entering the high platform, "Hell and the world are the same!"

"Shut up!" Lei Ting yelled while pressing his head, he broke free from the chain with one hand, and beat his head hard, as if he wanted to knock out something inside.

"The Night Demon... is coming..." Mr. Dai's pupils reflected the extreme blackness of the sky, and a withered arm stretched out from the black hole, "Who is calling me?" With the voice The emergence of the UAV and Yate's fleet were forced to land on the ground by invisible forces, unable to lift off.