Chapter 449 Everyone Shows Their Magical Powers

I don’t know when Wang Wen, who was walking and asking, appeared next to a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe.

If Ren Ruanruan could definitely recognize him here, he was the former high priest of the Western Continent whom he met in the divine world in the tower.

At this moment, the former high priest was respectful to Wang Wen, as if he was about to take him in his mouth with such humility.

Following Wang Min walking slowly, listening to the words of a group of "resurrectionists", the former high priest asked Wang Min softly with some confusion: "Lord God, what is the so-called abnormal warning in these people's mouth?"

Wang Wei stopped and looked at him: "Do you still remember what I said when I taught you to stimulate the imagination channel?"

The former high priest hurriedly bent down, stared at Wang Wen's toes, and said in a respectful tone: "You said that imagination is the most essential difference between us and dead things, and it is the core key to maintaining our complete personality. Only imagination can make people We really open our eyes.”

"That's right." Wang Min nodded and looked around at the many confused resurrectors with a low voice: "The so-called abnormal warning is something that requires you to really open your eyes and see."

"Well?"

The former high priest raised his head in astonishment.

Looked around carefully.

Finally, he asked in confusion: "Lord God, can you express your loyal but too ignorant servants more clearly?"

Wang Wei turned around, held the middle-aged man's shoulders with both hands, and said word by word: "Remember! Don't call me Lord God anymore. I'm just an ordinary person like you. People should be independent. Nothing can override you and me. Be the main costumer."

The former high priest's body trembled slightly and he nodded slowly with some hesitation.

When he raised his head again, his expression became even more confused: "But I still don't know what these people are talking about? What exactly do you want us to open our eyes to see?"

Wang Min retracted her arm, looked at the distant sky with her eyes slightly closed, and sighed softly: "The answer to this question may not be found until I climb a thousand floors."

"A thousand floors..." The former high priest followed Wang Min's gaze and looked towards the horizon.

There was a very thin and blurry shadow there, like a steel needle piercing the sky.

. . .

"Boss, those in the fifth area can't stand it anymore!"

At the headquarters of Boai Group, the subordinates reported one after another, and even the tips of their hair were anxious.

Chen Hansheng counted the points he had improvised and asked without raising his head: "Where are the large troops we sent?"

The assistant beside him did not wear pajamas this time. He wore a straight suit and tie. When he heard the question, he answered meticulously: "There are heavy casualties, and we can't even get through the door."

Chen Hansheng stopped what he was doing: "What about the air? Can't even fly in?"

"I have tried airdrops and projectiles." The assistant shook his head and said: "It was intercepted before it even landed. Unless we use live ammunition to blow up the academy together, otherwise we will just send people to die in vain."

Hearing this, Chen Hansheng fell silent.

This time the enemy is so powerful that it is difficult to understand.

With Boai's current size, the armed forces he can dispatch are unrivaled in the world.

Coupled with the strength of the academy itself, as well as Milai Lai and others who are on the 800th floor, there are not many opponents in the world today who are worthy of a fight, let alone enemies.

It’s not like I haven’t seen Chen Hansheng, the group of priests in the Western Continent.

The weird trick called "Imagination" is indeed difficult to deal with, but it is not so strong that it is unrivaled now!

What happened in the middle?

Chen Hansheng’s brows furrowed.

He knows his own abilities very well. Although he is also on the 800th floor, he is not a qualified warrior.

If even the elites of the group cannot defeat the enemy, going by yourself will only cost you more lives and will not help the situation. It is better to stay at the headquarters to coordinate and plan and find other methods.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at his assistant: "Have you found Wang Wen?"

The assistant shook his head and said: "Judging from the latest news, he should have gone to the Western Continent."

Chen Hansheng’s eyebrow lines became deeper.

He looked out the window unfocused and thought for a long time.

A long while.

"Notify me, prepare manpower and equipment, I want to use the highest authority in the Eastern Continent..."

Chen Hansheng stood up from his seat. Under the shocked gaze of his assistant, he threw down his cell phone and said in a deep voice:

"Tear down the world wall!"

In today's Eastern Continent, only Boai's family is the largest among the financial groups.

If Chen Hansheng wants to tear down the wall of the world, he must do it for real and not to threaten anyone.

Once the order is given.

The entire fraternity group was in action.

Various personnel perform their respective duties and activate various equipment to fly into the sky.

There is an almost transparent round shell above the sky.

And there is a transparent wall of the same material between the east and west continents that reaches directly to the dome shell.

The two together are the world wall that is famous in history books.

The world wall divides things and wraps the entire planet in a shape similar to a small Dyson sphere.

The nearly transparent material allows all kinds of external radiation and light waves to enter in some incomprehensible way, but blocks any internal objects from passing through.

This isolates the east and west continents from each other at the most basic physical level.

Tearing down the walls of the world.

It means that objects of such huge scale will disappear.

The various impacts derived from this are simply immeasurable.

All the philanthropy personnel can do is to detect and monitor every subtle change as much as possible, and to minimize the possible adverse effects after the world wall disappears.

And such a huge object suddenly disappeared.

No matter where in the world a person is, they are bound to attract attention.

Wang Min is not a fool. When he realizes that the world wall has been demolished, he will definitely come back to understand the situation.

Facing the crisis in the college, this was the only way Chen Hansheng could think of to inform Wang Wen.

He only hoped that the college could hold on.

Hold on a little longer.

longer.

Until Wang Wen returns.

. . .

Eastern continent, five regions, colleges.

Mo Ran is gone.

Such a man who attacked with such ferocious force and murderous intent finally drifted away like rootless sand in the wind.

What created this scene was just a slight touch from the man in red.

See these.

The people in the college closed their eyes, covering the pain in their hearts with their eyelids.

The priests in the Western Continent opened their mouths, waved their arms and cheered high.

The red-robed high priest walked through the crowd and came to the people of the academy who were scattered on the ground.

The voice was obviously soft but resounded in everyone's ears.

I just heard her say to the college: "Actually, I sympathize with you."

The only skinny boy on the field who could barely stand, held up the [High-Energy Ground Shield] and said "poof" to the ground with disdain.

The movement attracted the attention of the red-robed high priest.

She raised her hand and stretched out her green-white fingers from her sleeves to point at the thin boy.

[High-Energy Stand Shield] A big hole suddenly broke in the blue-shining shield wall, and the boy behind the shield flew backwards, vomiting blood.

The red-robed high priest seemed to be satisfied as he interrupted his little role with a flick of his finger.

He nodded slightly.

Continuing his soft and compassionate words: "I really feel that you are very pitiful. You just need to be obedient and obedient. Why do you have to come here and die? I..."

"Pooh!"

Another disdainful voice came from the door of the college, interrupting her "compassion".

This time she was a little angry.

Turn around and look at the door.

Among the fraternity reinforcements who couldn't even defeat ordinary priests and were neatly blocked from the door, four figures stood tenaciously.

He is a member of Mililai's elite team.

One of the team members named "Anan" struggled to resist the attacks of the priests, while loudly reprimanding the red-robed high priest: "Shi Yuanyuan, you stinky bitch! I believe you and think you are Sincerely for peace!”

The red-robed high priest slowly walked to the door, looked at Anan and asked: "What Yuanyuan? What are you talking about?"

Anan sneered and said: "Stop pretending, I've recognized you a long time ago. Can you hide it from others by wearing a mask and pretending to be a ghost? I even know how many moles you have on your chest, not to mention you don't even process your voice. I really think you can." Where are those bottles of broken medicine I want?"

Shi Yuanyuan took off her mask, shook her head and smiled with unknown meaning: "To be honest, now I no longer need to hide, wearing a mask is just a habit, but you, Anan, as a person from the Eastern Continent, secretly To inform us of the Western Continent, it seems like you need a mask to cover your face?"

"It's really you!" The other three team members looked at the familiar face in front of them, and the shock in their hearts overshadowed the pain.

Anan stared at Shi Yuanyuan's face and said through gritted teeth: "Don't worry, I will definitely get back the shame I lost. I will risk my life with you today!"

Before he finished speaking, an astonishing energy burst out from his body, knocking away his surrounding teammates out of thin air, and strode forward directly through the blockade of the Western Continent priests.

The bodies of all the priests along the way became mutilated, as if they had been chopped into pieces by some kind of sharp metal.

In just a blink of an eye, Anan arrived in front of Shi Yuanyuan, raised his hand and punched her in the face.

It is said to be a fist, but in fact the shape of the fist is no longer visible.

Half of his body turned into metal with weird shapes, every edge shone with cold light and was extremely sharp, and there was a violent wind outside the iron fist that seemed to cut through everything.

There has been no contact between the two parties.

Shi Yuanyuan's robe was cut with more than a dozen tears by the violent wind, exposing the white and tender skin inside.

This state of energy attack and physical transformation is not like a simple World Tower prop, nor is it like a supernatural skill.

It's more like the combination of props and extraordinary skills that was once developed.

Obviously, this trick was not included in the intelligence system of the Western Continent, causing everyone to be knocked down instantly without any reaction, until Anan reached the red-robed high priest.

but.

That's all.

Anan's iron fist stopped less than a foot in front of the red robe.

But the body could no longer move.

It was as if even inertia had been strangely erased.

Shi Yuanyuan tilted her head playfully, avoided her fist and looked at Anan and said, "New trick? When did you learn it?"

Anan's face twitched in pain, and his body began to slowly turn into wind and sand.

Shi Yuanyuan sighed and said: "I learned well, but it's a pity that I can't go home, otherwise it should hurt me, right?"

The sound just left his mouth.

She noticed that the world around her suddenly changed color.

It became a vast expanse of white.

The rapidly draining air and the drastically lowered temperature caused some sluggishness in her movements and thinking.

"Wang Wen??" Shi Yuanyuan couldn't see anyone, but she could guess that the only one who could take action against her at this moment was the No. 1 player in the Eastern Conference.

Unfortunately, there was no sound feedback to her in the white space.

A few strands of thin threads invisible to the naked eye wrapped around her body silently.

The next second.

The filaments were tightened hard.

The body wrapped in a red robe was instantly cut into pieces.

It was only then that a reply came from outside the white mist: "I can't hurt you if I don't know how to do it, but what about the one who knows how to do it?"

Near the gate of the college, everyone stared blankly at the five Lu Ci and the others who appeared here at some unknown time.

After a while, he saw that Lu Ci was still standing well and there was no movement in the white mist.

Everyone in Boai finally heaved a sigh of relief and smiled as if they had survived the disaster.