Chapter 969 Surprise Attack!

Right now, right now.

When the world's attention was drawn to that wasteland, the ladder to the land of nothing quietly opened the way to the ivory tower.

"Compared to fancy exhibition matches, I really prefer killing with one blow."

Woodman's apparition wandered the cracked square, with his hands in the pockets of his breeches, and whistled: "What a beautiful place, the flowers are blooming and the birds are singing...

Happy children will also fall into the flames of hell. "

The heretic king stepped forward in silence, facing the void in front of him.

Punch hard!

The sky drum sounded, and the entire border trembled violently again. Countless cracks spread in front of the fist, and the Creator's frame wailed and collapsed.

In the vice-principal's office, Isaac's figure flashed for a moment, disappeared quickly, and then reappeared in the same place.

When he looked around at the identical scenes, his expression became extremely gloomy.

Time jump failed!

He raised his right hand and clenched it suddenly. His figure became illusory for a while, and then, six figures exactly like him walked out of the void.

Timeline collapse.

Let six of them appear at the same time at the same time without interfering with each other, but when the six Isaac figures disappear at the same time, they appear in six identical offices at the same time!

No matter what, there is no way to cross this short distance and reach the outside world!

When Isaac closed his hands, the dazzling rays of thousands of suns burst out at the same time.

The terrifying power of six nuclear fission swept across, but was limited by his power within a hundred meters. The result was a turbulent light of destruction that spread and contracted countless times in an instant.

The entire office was swept into the high temperature and evaporated into dust in an instant.

But behind the cracked wall, no matter whether it was above the head or under the feet, there were exactly the same offices in all directions... Immediately afterwards, the broken office began to rapidly grow, shrink, and return to its original shape.

"Mirror image cage..."

Isaac murmured gloomily: "It seems that I am so proud that Mr. Labor Bennett came to visit me."

In front of him, an old man slowly emerged.

He has green eyes, a strong white beard hanging down, and is wearing a long black dress. But around his wrist, there are Buddhist beads that are completely different from the Holy Spirit lineage.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but when you turn back, you will find the shore."

Like an eminent monk who has attained Taoism, the visitor clasped his hands together, and a divine light appeared in his eyes: "Accept the enlightenment and return to the right path, Isaac!"

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless?"

Isaac sneered: "You are the sea of ​​suffering itself, Bennett!"

The pinnacle of the primitive road, the incarnation of the original chaos and the essence of hell - the miracle he mastered is the fifth-level peak of the primitive road: Abyss of Nothingness Absu.

But at this moment, the solidifier who inherited the essence of hell showed an extremely gentle expression.

Nianhua smile.

There is no doubt that it is the peaceful look that belongs to the ‘enlightened one’.

After understanding compassion and truth, and seeing through the realm of desire, form, and formless realms, one achieves great enlightenment and can almost be called a monk like a Buddha.

But the aura of hell that could not be concealed on his body made him look like a demon!

"Don't be impatient, Isaac, we still have a long time..."

Bennett said calmly: "Then let's hold an unobstructed conference here today, following the example of the sages and enlightened ones. What we want to discuss is..."

"——Put down the butcher knife and become a demon immediately!"

Behind him, the shadow of chaos has completely engulfed the entire office, turning it into an isolated hell completely cut off from time and space.

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"It looks like things are going well on Bennett's side."

Woodman whistled and looked away: "Where are you, Mathers? Work harder, don't keep capsizing in strange places."

Mathers paid him no attention.

My whole body was tense.

I just focused on looking at the front of the auditorium, in the small square, the fashionable old lady wearing a fur coat - under Hubao's spotted leather coat, there was an extremely gaudy classic red and blue color scheme.

The carefully curled and permed hairstyle brings a strong outdated atmosphere, like a classic dress from the last century.

Like the aunt in the tour group.

"Old lady, why am I kidnapped and forced to work overtime in this shabby school even though I'm so old?"

The old man complained unhappily, picked up the potato chips in the bag, threw them into his mouth, and chewed them loudly: "Hey, Mathers, I remember we didn't fight back then, right?"

"Miss Yoko, long time no see." Mathers sighed: "I didn't expect to meet here. After so many years, you are still as beautiful as ever."

"He is an old scumbag right from the start. He is indeed one of the top five scumbags at the same time as Russell, that old bastard."

Yoko Kusanagi picked up the potato chip bag unhappily, poured the remaining chips into her mouth, wiped her mouth, and threw the bag aside.

"Then, no more nonsense: Gomes, Tagon, Bermuda, Zeton, Godzilla, Barabbas..."

She suddenly asked: Which one do you like? "

Mathers' expression froze, but without giving him a chance to choose, countless roaring noises burst out from behind the tour group lady.

Huge shadows slowly rose.

Accompanied by countless harsh sounds of steel friction, sparks flew, steel skeleton, metal internal organs, etheric blood, mimic armor... and even the final ferocious appearance.

Countless mechanical monsters standing tall on the sky and the earth descended on this narrow border.

A shadow enveloped Mathers' face.

A drop of cold sweat seeped out from the back of his neck.

Even though they have already made preparations...but this scale is...too exaggerated!

Amidst the roaring explosions, Kusanagi Yoko lowered his head, lit the cigarette, and sighed happily: "Sure enough, the aesthetics of Yingzhou's art is tokusatsu!"

At this moment, in the sky, the glorious light of Bhagavad Gita reappears. Shrouded in countless students, deeply hidden in illusion.

When Krishna protected all the students, the counterattack from the Ivory Tower began. The White Doves, who were urgently recalled from the abyss, began to spread their legions, no longer caring about the appearance of victims, and began to fight with all their strength!

The whole city continued to burst out with roars of collapse in the turmoil.

But the glow of resistance has not stopped.

Light up the darkness.

A minute had passed since the attack began.

There are still two minutes left before the Astronomical Society breaks through the blockade of the Nowhere Country.

Regardless of the tight time, Woodman reached out and took the ancient tome from his subordinate's hands. The spirit of the incident reappeared, transforming into a strong man holding a pipe in his mouth.

Wearing a tall felt hat, holding on to a cane.

His face is haggard and pale, his hooked nose is long and slender, and his gray eyes are so sharp that they seem to be able to see through all falsehoods and lies.

"It's your turn, Mr. Holmes." Woodman smiled and handed over the parchment in his hand.

As a result, the spirit showed a disgusted expression as if it had eaten shit.

"To be honest, I prefer the other side to you..."

The man holding the pipe shook his head.

Even so, he still put on his monocle and unfolded the parchment in his hand. As a result, the complex and detailed structure of the entire city quickly appeared on the empty parchment.

From top to bottom, even the rooms hidden in the secret ceremony were not missed.

Countless structural diagrams flicker and roll,

But behind the monocle, the gray eyes moved quickly, not missing any detail or omission, and finally settled on a huge building.

"What you want is here."

The man holding the pipe threw the parchment over angrily, "According to the original agreement, you have one last chance to let me serve."

After that, he dissipated on his own and returned to the classics.

Woodman smiled and closed the scroll in his hand.

"Let's go, my dear friend." He hummed and waved to the heretic king beside him, walking briskly: "Our time is limited, and there are surprises waiting ahead."

A door opened in front of them.

Behind the door is a stormy gray world, as if all light has been lost, with only countless gray buildings submerged in the surging tide.

Under the deep water, there is hell!

——The sunken old campus! .

"It's no use, Woodman."

On the snowy field, in front of the gate of hell, Huai Shi looked at the scene in the light screen indifferently, shaking his head disdainfully: "If you think that guy Russell's lair will not be defenseless at all, that would be really ridiculous...

Even if you flatten the entire border, what will happen?

At most, it would be of no use except to add some homework to the engineering department. "

"Yeah?"

Woodman's smile remained the same: "It seems that you don't know...you, no, where is your biggest weakness. Huaishi, you poor homeless ghosts, you think that the genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven is your refuge , holding a seemingly brilliant wish, warming each other up, as if they have found the meaning of life.

But you have never thought about it..."

Woodman sneered and asked: "Does the genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven really belong to you?"

In the projection of the light curtain.

The heretic king smashed down like a star, making a straight path through countless weird and weird phenomena!

Open up the ocean of hell, tear apart the layers of obstacles, step forward, and kill all the tentacles and weird limbs extending from the dark clouds to the ground!

In this way, along the clear road, the attackers from the Golden Dawn descended straight down.

In the end, in front of them, there was a huge door...

At that moment, Russell's expression changed and he almost stood up.

And Huaishi's poems are also like being struck by thunder.

In front of another projection of Woodman, countless preset defenses were lifted one after another, and in the end, the huge and heavy door burst open.

Revealing the complex alchemical matrix at the back like a giant tree.

There are also countless ancient books flying in the air.

Even in the center... guarded by countless records of events, there is a solemn and majestic outline.

Woodman laughed jokingly: "That guy Russell actually left him in the old campus, hiding him in this sunken hell...Does he think this is foolproof?"

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

He spread his arms feverishly and stared at the last remains of the Kingdom of Heaven in front of him, which is also the most noble inheritance certificate of the Kingdom of Heaven's genealogy:

"——"Book of Destiny"!"

"..."

Silence, a long silence.

Huai Shi looked at him blankly, making sure very carefully, was he serious?

But looking at that ferocious yet happy face, his expression twitched, and he looked away in embarrassment. For a long time, he couldn't help but cover his mouth.

Phew.

Laughed out loud.

That's right, in addition to Yeats, Conan Doyle is also a member of the Golden Dawn... By the way, is your association really not a setting exchange meeting for middle school boys?

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