Chapter 1074 Announcement

Why the hell are you here?

After a moment of silence, Russell looked at the apologetic guy with wide eyes, full of confusion and shock.

And just in the coffee shop, the social beast looked away awkwardly, revealing a pitiful and innocent tired smile as if he might die from overwork at any time.

Russell wanted to curse, but there was nothing he could do.

Considered to be the least lethal but most powerful factor of destruction, the frightening thing about the man in gray is that he represents the harbinger of fate.

A man who would never harm anyone becomes a warning bell for death and destruction to come. Like a duckweed on the water, being pushed forward by the torrent of misfortune, you never have any control over where you want to go.

It is foreseeable that during his lifetime, which has no end in sight, he will continue to pursue this last job of his own.

Until something disappears between work and him.

The moment he was sure that he was not hallucinating, Russell had already looked away and did not waste precious time looking for this old acquaintance to chat.

Instead, he raised his head directly.

He looked towards the dark sky.

In his hand, an ancient fragment of a page emerged, and the broken records of events were condensed again, and chanted from his mouth: "The first angel blew the trumpet, and fire and blood poured down on the earth, burning the three One part of life and earth..."

The moment those hoarse words were blurted out, they seemed to have come to life, echoing in everyone's ears. The noise in the whole square, no, the whole London suddenly stopped, and everyone's ears stung. Then, They then saw that the sky turned blood red.

The nihilistic disaster emerged out of thin air like an illusion, crashing down on this huge fortress city.

Then, it disappeared without a trace in the moment of condensation.

Like a bubble.

It's just an illusion.

However, the existence of that illusion made all people with souls feel a chill and panic like a ray of light on their backs. In an instant, a high-pitched and harsh alarm sounded from the entire headquarters of the Astronomical Society.

Attack alert!

But before Russell could stop, he changed his hand, pulled out another ancient book, and recited solemnly: "Now, I have become death, the destroyer of the world!"

Suddenly, the flashes of a thousand suns appeared out of thin air above the ground in London.

The illusion of death swept across like a wave, bringing with it a fleeting scene of destruction, but the lie quickly dissipated in the wind, leaving only horrified shouts one after another.

The alarm grew louder and louder.

Russell kept moving, and another classic appeared in his hand. His hoarse voice echoed in the square: "I walked into a wide cemetery. The dense mounds made the ground undulating. The coffins were all open, and there were flames burning inside. , came the sound of mourning..."

As a result, the earth cracked, countless coffins rose from the fire, and the disaster and wail from hell spread.

But it all quickly dissipated in the wind.

At this moment, countless phantoms appeared one after another in every corner of London, putting sudden fear into everyone's arms.

On the square, countless people fled in all directions, screaming and shouting in terror.

Depth alarm triggers, war alarm triggers, global alarm triggers, crisis alarm triggers...

At this moment, all the alarm bells in London seemed to be singing loudly, spreading panic and fear under Russell's will.

There is no time to go through the process in a leisurely manner, making phone calls, calling, reporting, and then conveying... How much time is wasted?

It's better to be neat and tidy!

In just half a minute, the entire noisy London fell into deathly silence, with only the piercing sirens echoing. The originally busy city suddenly transformed. From the deserted streets, countless fortresses and war fortifications quickly rose.

Under Russell's rude wake-up call, the sleeping war beast finally raised its head from its lair and looked down with cold eyes.

The murderous intent of the entire world seemed to be focused on the man in the middle of the square.

And just as countless weapons were being aimed, Russell slowly raised his hands, raised his head without any resistance, and showed a harmless smile towards the sights.

boom!

At the moment when he was identified, a door frame fell from the sky out of thin air.

The furious Yegor rushed out, even wearing slippers, without having time to take off the nightcap on his head, and roared.

"What the hell are you doing, Russell! Don't think that the tolerance of the command has no limit!" He roared, tugging on Russell's collar and roaring, spitting stars flying everywhere: "Isn't it just a little budget? Why bother? I just fell asleep. very……"

"I think you should say thank you to me."

Russell still smiled, spread his hands helplessly, then pointed behind Yegor, making a 'please look' gesture.

Yegor turned back in confusion.

Then, in the messy cafe, I saw that figure that no camera or scope could capture.

Eyes widened.

One look, another look, three looks, rubbing his eyes crazily, blood pressure soaring.

Subconsciously, I wanted to touch the antihypertensive medicine in my pocket.

"Grass!"

Before Yegor had time to say anything, he heard a crisp sound coming from not far away.

Snapped!

It's like the glass has been broken.

A dark crack appeared in the space without warning, and a golden blade protruded from behind the crack, and then slowly slashed downwards.

Tear apart the insignificant obstacle in front of you.

Immediately afterwards, a swaggering figure came out from behind the open door.

The man had a dark complexion and was wearing countless gold jewelry. After putting the bright sword in his hand into its sheath, he didn't even look at the outside world.

He turned around, knelt down on one knee and faced the darkness behind him, and greeted him devoutly.

Just in the darkness, a tall figure walked out with his hands behind his back, as if patrolling his territory, with a critical and cold expression.

A face that could be described as handsome and solemn was no different from that of a human being in the current situation, but his eyes, which seemed to have been condensed by the essence of the abyss, were a piece of pure darkness that seemed to swallow up all brilliance, reflecting the world in front of him contemptuously.

"Well, although it sounds a bit abrupt, I, on a whim, decided to take charge of the expedition myself!"

The ruler from hell casually waved his hand to the two people not far away, and said nonchalantly: "You ordinary people don't have to be afraid, just kneel down to greet them."

Damn you!

The King of Blight! ! ! !

Yegor's blood pressure monitor sounded a high-pitched alarm. His expression twitched, and he subconsciously glanced around him and found that Russell guy had hidden behind him without knowing when!

He even wanted to use himself as a shield!

Blood pressure, my blood pressure…

"Speaking of which, is this the current situation of this era? It looks spacious, but the scenery is unremarkable. Compared with the past, it is much boring."

The being named the King of Blight looked away, sighed in disappointment, and looked behind him: "Gala, haven't you been here many times before? Quickly point the way, where are the heroes in this situation? "

"Uh... Your Majesty, cough..."

Gala coughed twice in embarrassment. Sensing the countless cold murderous intentions around him, he reminded in a low voice: "We seem to have accidentally wandered into our opponent's lair."

"Huh? Wouldn't that be better?"

The King of Blight was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, he raised his head and laughed loudly: "The man named Marcus last time was really impressive. I wonder if he is still there."

As if in an instant, all the boredom and indifference disappeared. The ruler cheered up and accelerated his pace impatiently.

After taking two steps, he suddenly turned back and looked at the 'ordinary people' not far away.

"Hey, those people who are standing there dumbfounded over there, where is your emperor?"

The King of Blight waved his hand and said, "Forgive me for your ignorance of dignity, I will give you some time to let him meet me as soon as possible!"

"...Your Excellency King Ku, our Astronomical Society does not have an emperor."

Yegor raised his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and tried hard to control his soaring blood pressure: "As an opponent, it would be too disrespectful to step into the realm of reality so casually, wouldn't it?"

"Oh?" King Ku was slightly stunned and couldn't help but shake his head: "There isn't even a human king? It's such a narrow, poor and boring place."

"ha!"

A scoffing voice sounded.

As if accompanied by endless light, a figure with an extremely strong presence descended from the passage descending from the Rainbow Bridge, wearing a white robe, and a deep voice resounded in everyone's ears like thunder.

"If you want to see the emperor, you should take a shower and change your clothes, and submit your invitation in advance."

The all-powerful emperor of Rome glanced at the ruler in front of him and asked disdainfully: "I am so condescending to you, don't you, the country bumpkins from hell, even know how to be polite?"

For a moment, even Russell, who was staying away to watch the excitement, couldn't help but take a breath and asked Yegor in a low voice: "Where did you find this person?"

It wasn't you who caused it!

Yegor glared at him. When Russell raised the alarm, the video conference between the Administrative Bureau and the Roman Genealogy had just begun!

Who knows what kind of sparks these two arrogant maniacs can create when they rub together!

He could only pray that these two would never fight in London...

Otherwise, it doesn't matter if the breath falls and collapses forever. It would be fun to collapse the Astronomical Society headquarters!

At this moment, the two emperors who were facing each other looked at each other's demeanor. Titus pressed the hilt of his sword, raised his head and sneered: "Why, you came all the way to admire my majesty, and you don't even know the etiquette of kneeling?"

The King of Blight didn't care. He tilted his head and commented to the subordinate behind him: "Look, Gala, this head looks majestic, and it can be used to decorate the collection."

"What a coincidence. I have longed for King Ku's head for a long time."

Titus grinned, and the white hair on his temples turned faintly crimson.

A solemn crown appeared above his head out of thin air, and the correction value accumulated by the Roman Empire for thousands of years was blessed with him. Thunder resounded between the current scene and the border. The majestic echo was shocking, as if even London at his feet was shaking. Tremble with it.

I can't bear this terrible pressure.

"Very good. Looking at the whole country, such an opponent is really rare."

The King of Blight took off his cloak with joy, threw it into Gala's hands, and stepped forward: "After six thousand years, let me experience the power of the King of Man again!"

At that moment, all the observers in London emitted a piercing beep, and a reading that exceeded the limit of judgment suddenly burst out of nothingness.

From that small body, there seemed to be endless essence of hell flowing out.

Amid the laughter from the rulers, darkness was raging from London like a tide, ignoring many frameworks and suppression from the current situation.

The solemn armor emerged from the body, and the pale sword buzzed from its sheath.

The world in front of him made a cracking sound.

From that hearty laughter!

In an instant, the sharp blade representing Roman authority collided with the sword of death.

The low chirping sound of the blade spread and set off a wave like a storm. Rays of light descended from the sky and shrouded the surrounding buildings, like candles in the wind, constantly cracking open gaps.

As for Russell, as early as when the two sides drew their swords, he had already dragged Yegor and hid further back. What was rare was that even when he ran away, he looked thoughtful and impassioned. Even Yegor I couldn't help but admire this old bastard's acting skills in the midst of his busy schedule. It was really too successful.

"Hey, why don't you come?" he asked in a low voice.

"I'm kidding, I have seniors and juniors, but I still need to be useful to rebuild the lineage of the Kingdom of Heaven." Russell's eyes widened and he said solemnly: "Don't you want to choose the president? Come on!"

Yegor looked at the fifth level in front of him, one of the few in the world, and at his old arms and legs that were out of breath even after carrying a briefcase for two kilometers, and he felt that there must be something wrong with you.

"I have a rough plan."

Russell lowered his voice and said seriously: "To deal with this crooked evil from hell, we don't need to talk about morality... It's better to just blast his mother with cannons and close the door to kill him here first."

I really want to!

Yegor wanted to spray a mouthful of old blood on this bastard's face: There is also a Roman emperor there, who dares to fire?

"Everyone come up shoulder to shoulder!" Russell suggested, "Where are the natural enemies? Isn't Tyr here? There are at least eighteen coronated people in London now. Come up together, I will beat the gongs and drums to cheer you up!"

This old bastard was so bad that Yegor felt like his blood pressure was on a roller coaster and was about to derail.

Don't let everyone go up shoulder to shoulder. Titus is obviously having fun fighting now. If you let others go up, Titus might not even kill all his allies.

Besides, this is fucking London. If Till didn't stop and smashed any institution to pieces with one blow, he would probably be sent away with a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot.

Yegor's mind is still buzzing, and he is still frantically clicking on the countless agreements and doctrines that have been refreshed on the tablet. He is delegating authority, making emergency preparations, and seizing this critical time to separate key institutions from London and send them to other places.

Ever since the King of Blight came to this place for an outing on a whim, this thing has become so outrageous that it’s unbelievable! Who knows what will happen next!

And in the midst of the commotion, when Russell looked towards the coffee shop, he could no longer see the figure of the man in gray. Only a cup of finished coffee remained on the table, with a crumpled change lying on it.

"……gone?"

He was slightly stunned, thought for a moment, and seemed to suddenly understand something. In the pocket, the screen of the mobile phone lights up silently, and a series of characters has been passed along the veins of the supreme terminal to the ivory tower, issuing urgent notifications and orders.

But now, the two outside have obviously started to get on top of each other.

Get high!

Even Zarathustra's Mystery could not maintain the integrity of its headquarters building at such a close distance, and the entire depth of London actually began to turmoil.

When the gravity lock was out of balance, countless debris, green plants, tables and chairs on the roadside began to fly in the air, spinning and flying from the hurricane, leaving a mess.

And in the midst of the constant roaring, behind the sky, a dark shadow suddenly enlarged rapidly.

It was as if some terrifying monster suddenly descended from outside the universe and hit the three blockades hard, casting a shadow and a furious roar.

On the endless sea, amid countless blazing artillery fire from the Reality Defense Front, the Ruler, the Dragon of Rot, hovered at the edge of the Reality, its endlessly decaying and growing body constantly colliding with the barrier in front of it.

He allowed the terrifying radiance to continue to fall on him, destroying and evaporating a large amount of his body. But then, the corruption spread further, and the festering body and skeleton were reborn again.

As the depth tide became stronger, His power expanded and recovered rapidly, climbing to a whole new level.

This nearly eternal distorted vitality constantly sows the seeds of disaster and evolves endless monsters. The giant dragon has turned its remaining body into a weapon, carrying eternal anger and resentment, and smashed it on the barrier of the current situation.

The shock spread that was enough to shake the defense line, causing huge waves on the sea.

The fierce struggle suddenly came to a standstill at this moment.

"Tsk, that festering insect..."

The Wither King's smile gradually faded, and he could not hide his gloomy tone: "Why do you always like bad people in a bad mood?"

"What, are you having fun already? King Ku?"

Titus asked jokingly, "I'm just getting started."

"Just think that you are unlucky. The King of Humans in this situation, the game time is over."

The King of Blight waved his hand casually, took the cloak from Zigala and put it on his shoulders: "I have no interest in waiting for my opponent to slowly organize the lineup, and then engage in some wheel battles... Am I right, you guys who are hiding their heads and showing their tails?"

"Ku Wang, please rest assured. After all, the Eastern Xia pedigree is one of the six major ones. It has its own decency and dignity. No matter what, it will not lead to siege with others."

At the end of the long street, Xuanniao, with his hands behind his back, answered with a smile, just like an old man holding a birdcage in the park to watch others fight: "You two can continue, I will just take a look, I won't move."

"Ha, it's quite impressive to say such shameless words so openly." King Ku chuckled and glanced at the top of the building, around the square, and among the many secret rituals in the distance.

One, two, three... In the end, countless figures appeared in all directions, making no secret of their murderous intent that turned into gold and iron.

"Very good. With such strong fighting spirit and so many opponents, it seems that the time along the way has not been wasted."

The corners of the subjugated emperor's mouth curled up, and he smiled as if in approval, with greed burning in his slender eyes: "Then, just take this as a declaration of war, and I will personally issue it to you—— "

"Whether it is the current situation or hell, I will control everything again! Your land, your blood, and your souls, everything will eventually return to my hands!"

The throne made of bones and steel emerged from the feet of the ruler, and the phantom of the army condensed from the void, casting a hungry glance at the present situation across the long depth.

The roars and cries from hell echoed like thunder, accompanied by the mocking laughter of the Supreme Being, making the insignificant world in front of them tremble.

"I am the Lord of withering, destruction and the end, the Lord of ruined nations, the King of kings!"

On the throne, the King of Bones and Apoptosis finally cast his expectant gaze at the enemies, "If you have the courage to accept the consequences of suffering, then let us meet in the eternal war.

I promise that as long as you can come to me, no matter who you are, I will generously bestow supreme glory! "

As the cracks closed, the King of Blight disappeared.

But at this moment, countless shadows surged up from the endless sea!

From the everlasting waves, from the depths to the terrifying darkness that leads to hell, from the fierce winds and rainstorms...

Far away from the depth, a shrill scarlet line rolled in and spread rapidly.

In this way, leaving aside the ladder of hell of the Golden Dawn, they used countless blood to gather into a river, and were thrown from the deepest depths of hell towards the present.

Above the river of blood, pitch-black sails unfolded under the moonlight, and those hideous ships made of bones and nails of the dead slowly emerged from the end of the ocean.

In the name of death and extinction, the Najirfa fleet from the subjugated country began to rise!

Dozens, hundreds, thousands... or more?

At this moment, the originally empty ocean was filled with countless dark silhouettes.

In front of the huge strange battleships, countless chains were stretched tightly and straight. Countless huge monsters in the deep water are trying their best to pull this too heavy surprise.

"The current situation! The current situation! The current situation!"

The deck of the ship was already crowded with countless people: "War! War! War!!!"

The monsters from the land of death and struggle were roaring, shouting with hunger, lashing out at those trolls who dared to be lazy and slow down, and their scarlet eyes were staring at the place where the light was coming from the distance.

It was a full five days ahead of schedule, exceeding the expectations of all observatories.

They crossed thirty layers of depth, leaving behind countless baggage and cumbersome burdens. The legions of the subjugated country paved this huge and ferocious route with their blood.

Following the order from the King of Blight, he rushed boldly into this endless wave.

In the distance, between countless borders, the shining stars rose from the roar, and then, countless destructive lights descended.

Just like Russell's speculation at the moment when the man in gray disappeared...

From this moment on, the war of all realms begins!