I play prophet in Salvation Organization

The howling wind flashed past Bering's ears, taking away a few strands of his hair.

He turned sideways dangerously, and only then dodged this powerful blow.

The broad sickle blade faced Bering and hooked on his shoulder, like a giant guillotine about to open and close, and it only took a moment to make Bai Ling's head fall to the ground.

Holding the sickle, the ferryman showed no expression on his beautiful but indifferent face: "Give up, you are too weak."

Hearing her voice, the ring on Bering's hand flickered slightly.

Seeing the light on his fingers, the ferryman's face was slightly startled.

In the next second, she felt a slight fluctuation in her spirit.

This sense of volatility is extremely weak, but it does exist.It's like a small stone fell into the shoe. Although it is harmless, it still makes people frown.

She subconsciously turned her head, such a movement that even with the sickle, she couldn't help turning slightly to the side.

And this moment of gap was enough for Bering to break free from his opponent's bondage.

With a little drip on his toes, and with the help of the increased physical fitness provided by the potion, Bering easily escaped from the side of the ferryman's sickle.

The ferryman put his hands on his head: "The influence of the spiritual level... is related to the law?"

Speaking of this, her tone couldn't help but become a little more serious: "It seems that I underestimated you."

Hearing the words, Bering just kept silent, rubbing the ring of the tyrant king on his hand, his eyes fluctuating.

To be honest, although he realized that the ring of the tyrant king was effective, Bai Ling was a little surprised that he could make the ferryman so close to the enemy.

But soon, he figured out the joints.

The Ring of the Tyrant King is a product created by Hermes to create alien species and finally seize the authority of time.Since its essence is the "Sage's Stone", Hermes added the concept of the law of the soul when creating this thing, and on this basis, he intends to use this thing to pocket time.

It can be said that the status of this ring is actually quite high.After all, it was Hermes' long-cherished wish no matter what, and the accumulation of materials must be very serious.

As a "doll" fabricated by time, it is understandable that the ferryman would act so dignified in the face of this kind of time-specific thing.

After all, time is her "father", and the same "blood" flows from both of them.And under such circumstances, it is only natural for her as a "daughter" to be vigilant when something specifically aimed at her "father" suddenly appears.

I don’t know if I can use this thing to make a little fuss...

Bai Ling's heart skipped a beat.

On the other side, the ferryman raised his sickle again.

"No matter what method you use, it's meaningless," she said softly, "You should know that tricks and cunning are things that cannot stand on the table in the face of absolute power."

"Whether it's predicting the future or setting a trap, the way to deal with this is very simple."

As she spoke, she lightly raised the sickle.

It's just that this time, she didn't come stepping on the space like before, but just swung her wrist, turning the sickle in a tight arc in the air.

Then throw it out.

Although out of her hand, the scythe continued to spin.It seems to be a machine that has been wound up and down again and again, and it is reciprocating over and over again.

Soon, under the majestic force of her "origin", the sickle spinning in the air began to affect the surrounding air.

After a few breaths, Bering watched with his own eyes the scythe in the air waving a pitch-black "disc"—it was the extreme speed at which the afterimages of the black scythes piled up together.

Although it was already a corpse, Bering could still feel that the surrounding air flow was changing rapidly.

In the shopping mall that was supposed to be calm and calm, a howling gust of wind rose within a short while.

The wind blade rolled around the surrounding shops, and the sample in a certain 4S shop
The cars were all rolled up and thrown into the air, rotating wantonly within the black arc of the dancing scythe, sometimes rising and sometimes falling.

The customers nearby were swept into the air along with the gust of wind, struggling helplessly in the cyclone.

Soon, their bodies were torn apart.

All kinds of weird organs and blood fell from the sky and dripped on the ground, like a scarlet and pungent rain.

Amidst the wind and trash, the black scythe spun into a swollen "sun."

The "sun" swells from time to time, like a beating heart in a human chest, and every beat is accompanied by the turbulence of the surrounding air and the rise and fall of debris.

In the constant ups and downs, the black circle became bigger and bigger.

Looking at Bering, the ferryman said calmly, "This is the ability of this body—if I remember correctly, you seem to call him the Lionheart."

"Although it's quite weak, its ability can still be used after it becomes 'Origin,'" said the ferryman. "At least it's enough to deal with such occasions."

"If you want to figure out the countermeasures through the ability to predict, then open your eyes as much as possible."

Watch for yourself the...fall of this black sun.

Accompanied by the words of the ferryman.

The black "circle" that was still spinning was slightly stagnant.

Then, the black sun in the sky suddenly stopped twitching.

Bering could clearly see that something was brewing between the black suns.

If he was not mistaken, what was hidden in the black sun was clearly a mass of blood-red... light.

Compared with the energy of Starscream, this light is much cooler, and it is also much more cute. From a distance, it is even no different from the red dot of the infrared flashlight that Bering used to use when he was a child.

However, when looking at this ray of light, Bering felt a burst of "palpitations".

This feeling is not physical, and the body that has stopped for a long time now cannot allow him to have similar physiological activities.

This is the shock from the "soul" level!

This means that the energy contained in this ray of light has far exceeded... the limit that Bai Ling can imagine at present.

Standing under the black sun, the ferryman made a slight gesture.

The moment her fingers touched.

The black sun leaked a gap.

As if a hole in the chocolate was pried open, the filling inside overflowed and flowed out.Under the gesture of the ferryman, the originally stable and well-behaved red light burst out instantly!

After the air that was originally symbiotic with human beings is compressed to the extreme, it is released through a certain gap, which is enough to produce a huge impact that normal people cannot imagine.

That is no less than the high pressure and high heat produced by fission, especially after being guided by some invisible hand, its accuracy and power are beyond the reach of a simple "explosion"!
If "disaster" is enough to destroy several cities and cause hundreds of thousands or even millions of casualties, then "origin" is the existence of personal force over state machines and human cutting-edge firepower in the true sense.

The most lethal weapon currently known to mankind is nothing more than a small toy that can be squeezed in the hands of Yuan Yuan.

And this indifferent little toy is enough to kill everyone present.

The red light exploded and the wind howled.

The bright red ripples filled the entire space, vibrating everything around into the most primitive and basic raw materials, and even destroying them in a solid form.Wood burns into dust, glass shatters into slag, and then turns into the most primitive molecules in the uninterrupted tremors, and they can no longer find their former appearance.

Around Bering, everything seems to have gone through 1000 million years in an instant.

When he reacted again, everything returned to "dead silence".

No malls, not even mall weeks

All the places with a circumference of several kilometers turned into a large ring-shaped crater.The asphalt road has become the loneliest black, like burnt wood.

And he is in the very center of this big pit.

Only one head remains.

That's right.

Bering realized that at the moment when the red light burst out just now, all his limbs and body were completely shattered into fragments as if carbonized.

Right now he has only one head at the bottom of the pit.

'Looks like I guessed, my most critical part is the brain, not the heart. ,
Struggling to raise his head, Bering thought in his heart.

Even without a body, he can still live.But if there is no brain, he may not necessarily be able to think.

Another conjecture was verified.

Just when he thought so in his heart.

In the next second, a pair of icy hands hugged his cheeks, as gently as if they were holding a piece of exquisite porcelain.

Not long after, Bering's face was turned away.

The ferryman looked at him quietly and said softly, "Okay, now this is the best result."

"I guess this is probably the future you see. After going through this, you should understand something."

Hearing this, Bai Ling's lips twitched.

Despite having no body below the neck, he was still able to speak: "Yeah, I do understand something."

Bering, who had only one head left, said calmly, "That is to face you head-on, and there is no chance of winning."

"The power of 'Origin' is indeed terrifying, and this is not reflected in the level of destructive power. If it is purely destructive, it is okay to say, after all, saturation bombing can produce effects similar to yours. But what really surprised me , is your absolute control over power."

Glancing at Chidiqianli beside him out of the corner of his eye, Bering smiled wryly: "If you want to cause such serious damage, but you can protect a person's safety in the center of energy... No, it's not even protecting My comprehensiveness is like a sharp scalpel cutting off my limbs."

"This is a power that is completely beyond the reach of human beings," Bering said. "This is no longer a pure technological iteration gap, but a real natural moat."

It is impossible for human beings to achieve such amazing explosive power and such precise manipulation.

You know, this is a damage range of several kilometers, and within such a huge range, it is necessary to ensure that an individual less than 1.8 meters has only one head left...

How terrifying.

So what Bering fears is not the destructive power, but the fine manipulation of power.

This means absolute responsiveness, extreme understanding and perfect use of power.

He even felt that even if a "little boy" was thrown in front of the ferryman, she could use the most basic power to break it down and destroy it.

This is already the pinnacle of refinement.

As for the origin, I am afraid that most of them have such power.

As long as he thought about it in this way, Bering found it difficult to understand.

How did the witch get overturned by a human car?

He probably couldn't figure it out anyway.

Thinking of this, he slowly closed his eyes.

Time to go back.

But soon, the ferryman's hand grabbed his face.

She said seriously: "I thought about it, and I feel that if I just let you go back like this, it might be inappropriate."

"If you keep on looping, I'll always be in a state of not knowing. It's hard for me, I can't stand you being by my side, but I have to repeat so many times situation. Even if I don’t know what’s going on in the future.”

Soon, the ferryman denied himself again: "No, it's more painful not to know. So much happened with you, but in the end it returned to nothing...it's unacceptable."

Said, she put herself

put his forehead against Bering's.

"So, I'll go into your spirit," she said, "and I'll watch your future from the sidelines, and watch you repeat, fail, despair, and finally get discouraged and have to go back with me. "

"It's the best response I can think of."

As she spoke, she grabbed Bering's face.

Then the next moment, the ferryman's eyes slightly turned outward.

Not long after, her body fell limply.

And Bering's head also fell to the ground, being scratched by the gravel, and even a stone ridge was inserted into his eye.

Fortunately, he felt no pain.

But right now, Bering couldn't care less about these things.

He returned to his consciousness space and looked at the person who suddenly appeared on his own sea.

That person is the uninvited guest who broke into this place.

The ferryman stepped on the sea with his bare feet and raised his head towards the sky.

The moment she raised her head, the eyes in the sky locked on her body.

The two pairs of eyes just looked at each other.

When the eyes covering the sky and the sun are fixed on someone, the feeling of oppression can be said to be extremely heavy.

But the ferryman didn't feel anything about it.

She was just silent, watching with those eyes for a moment.

soon.

The eyes in the sky seemed to have lost interest in her, and they looked away after a while, no longer paying attention to this side.

The ferryman also withdrew his gaze.

She refocused her gaze on the sea not far away, and Bering on the sea.

"Okay," she said, "it's..."

But she hadn't finished speaking yet.

Bering suddenly threw something and hit the ferryman precisely.

Throwing him back and shouting, "It's up to you, Chrissy!"

Ok?
Listen to Bering's words.

The ferryman was slightly taken aback.

What does it mean? ?