Twelve midnight.
Ling Ping'an looked at the number on his phone and finally jumped to twelve o'clock.
He laughed.
It was incomparably brilliant!
"Cross Slope!" He looked at the other side of the river and the green light that was still indistinct in the forest. He made his declaration, "I'm here!"
At this moment, he remembered the famous words of Caesar, who had the same status as Qin Shi Huang in the history of the Land of Qin, "I came, I saw, I conquered!"
And in the depths of his heart, there was a mocking thought quietly flowing.
"Conquered?"
"Conquered the fungus that the termites raised in their nest?"
"Boring!"
This thought flashed and disappeared. Ling Ping'an didn't notice it at all.
He hugged his cat, stood up, hummed the song, and slowly walked to the other side of the river.
The song echoed on the river.
However, the song slowly went out of tune.
But he didn't notice it at all. Instead, he sang even more happily.
"Life is to prove the traces of my existence..."
"Fire is to prove a more perfect life after burning!"
"Kill is to praise the magnificence before the destruction..."
"Night, whose eyes are they?"
"Waiting for the dawn alone..."
Among the shadows, countless monster shadows crowded in the narrow river under the moonlight.
They listened to the song in a daze as it echoed in the air, changing its pitch.
Listening to the song of these mortals, their eardrums would tear and even their minds would collapse.
If a transcendent being heard it, he would directly mutate and turn into a pool of monsters without intelligence, rationality, or even thinking. He would only have the instinct to eat and reproduce.
The stronger the spiritual sense, the more serious the consequences of hearing it.
But in the ears of these monsters, these strange songs were out of tune and extremely unpleasant to listen to. It made their eardrums swell, and the tentacles on their bodies exploded one by one. Countless flesh and blood rolled, and the singing of countless Evil Eyes crawled out.
But it was comparable to the most beautiful song in the world.
So much so that even if their bodies exploded, or even their bodies were destroyed, and even their souls were torn into hundreds of pieces.
But...
They were still intoxicated.
They even fought with each other for a better position.
In the dark side of the void, outside that space-time.
Countless tentacles collided, and countless psionic power exploded.
Even the void rippled because of this.
Layers of ripples spread out on the timelines.
It stirred up countless worlds.
The cat in Ling Ping'an's arms was trembling.
Even if he actually had protection, these terrible songs would not hurt him.
But he was still extremely afraid, and he tightly closed his heart.
However, he did not dare to disobey.
Fortunately, when Ling Ping'an crossed the dam, he finally stopped singing.
The reflection of the monster in the river disappeared without a trace, leaving countless broken tentacles, broken flesh, and broken bones in the dark side of the void.
In fact, there were even some dark sides of the void and spacetime rifts.
There were also terrifying monsters that were left there forever.
Their gigantic bodies stretched for who knew how many kilometers.
Countless maggots wriggled on the rugged flesh.
The old god was dead, and a new god was about to be born.
Maybe ten thousand years, maybe a hundred thousand years.
From the corpses of these monsters, even more deformed and terrifying monsters that were closer to the essence of the universe would be born.
It was called: The Things of the Great Old Ones.
Ling Ping'an knew nothing about it.
His feet stepped on the ground on the riverbank.
The sand on the river bank was very hard.
There seemed to be something indistinct in the forest in the distance.
He smiled brightly.
"This should be the range of the Cross Slope, right?"
"Then..." he said, "Ghosts of the Cross Slope, your grandfather is here!"
"Tonight, the light of materialism will shine on the Cross Slope!"
"All ghosts and demons will be unable to hide in front of the truth of science!"
… …
Zhang Hui looked at the image taken by the rotor drone at a distance of three thousand meters.
That person stood up, carried his pet, and walked to the other side of the river.
And the time was exactly twelve o'clock.
"How punctual!" Zhang Hui sighed.
He felt that this might be the logic of that person's actions.
Or rather, the rules that he set for himself.
Unfortunately, he did not dare to ask. Otherwise, he would more or less know some of his taboos and taboos.
At this moment, the phone rang.
Zhang Hui picked it up, his eyes still looking at the screen.
"This is Zhang Hui..."
"Have you detected the large-scale magic reaction of the Yan Sheng school?" He laughed, "Where is the location?"
"Cross Slope?"
The corner of Zhang Hui's mouth curled up slightly.
He looked at the screen, "Is this also in your calculations?"
Zhang Hui's eyes couldn't help but reveal a look of admiration and awe.
The Yan Sheng school suddenly activated the large-scale magic array.
This was their last trump card.
Once it was activated, they would be located. Once they were located, what awaited them would definitely be the pursuit of the commander-in-chief!
If a mouse ran out of the sewer and ran into the cat's room, wouldn't that be courting death?
Therefore, before taking action, they had to make sufficient preparations.
So that the Federal Empire's psionic power warning system and early warning system would not be able to predict it in advance.
The moment the magic array was activated, it was about to be completed.
Only then would they have enough time to complete the mission and retreat.
But that was not important.
The important thing was...
"There is indeed a mole among us!" Zhang Hui thought, and killing intent flashed in his eyes.
Then, he gave birth to the second year. "No matter how cunning you are, in the end, you still have to obediently fall into the trap!"
Zhang Hui knew that the activation of the magic array this time was actually a diversion.
It was also a diversion.
The intention was to transfer the Blackguard's effective strength away from the Luming Villa when the commander-in-chief was not in the imperial capital.
To facilitate their conspiracy.
After all, after the imperial capital left the capital.
The imperial capital's transcendent being's defensive ability had been greatly reduced.
There were too many places that the Blackguard needed to protect.
The Imperial Palace, the Zhou Tower of the Council of Ministers, and the Yan Tower.
The National Strategic Command Center, the Federal Empire's Aerospace Command Center, the Strategic Nuclear Weapons Command Center, and so on all needed at least one general to oversee them.
The main residential and commercial areas of the imperial capital also needed a large amount of strength.
Therefore, if there was an alarm at the Cross Slope.
The only mobile force that could be transferred was to protect the Luming Villa and the two retired old generals.
Once he was transferred.
The Luming Villa would reveal its weakness.
Unfortunately...
She was too smart, and her life was in danger.
If it was in the past, even if he knew it was a trap, he would have no choice but to jump in.
After all, the Cross Slope was of great importance.
Once there was a loss, the imperial capital might have to give up.
He had to give up!
Back then, during the chaos of the feathered fox, the great demon feathered fox that broke the seal set off the night of a hundred ghosts.
At that time, the Prime Minister of the Fusang Cabinet refused the application of the transcendent being to evacuate the civilians of Osaka because of economic and financial concerns.
In the end, the demons ran amok in Osaka, causing the largest demon disaster in the world since the recovery of spirit aura!
In the end, Osaka seemed to have suffered a magnitude 8 earthquake.
Tens of thousands of civilians died.
The economic losses were even more immeasurable!
The people were gone, and the money was gone.
But now, regardless of whether the Yansheng School was making a diversion or putting all their eggs in one basket.
They were all walking into a trap.
In front of that person...
These guys were like ants jumping into a pot of oil.
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