The Holy Lord In the Comic World

"I'll make up Tintin!"

Dream turned into a beam of light and rushed towards the ball of light. However, the moment it touched the ball of light, it was bounced away by a brighter light.

At the same time, a voice sounded in Meng's head, a strange and angry voice composed of multiple voices...

"Song!"

"Ah!!" Accompanied by a miserable cry, a light spot flew from the position of the large light sphere in a parabola towards the direction where the curse blue was floating.

Ju Lan looked at the spot of light that was getting closer and closer to him, and slowly raised his right hand...or the little hand on the right half.

The spot of light transformed by the dream was forcibly changed in mid-air by an invisible force, and fell towards a desolate ground.

Ignoring this tiny episode, Ju Lan looked solemnly at the ball of light in midair.

Under the gaze of Ju Lan, the huge ball of light began to slowly descend towards the ground.

The moment it touched the ground, a strong flash of light spread towards all sides, like a second sun, and half of the moon was illuminated and sparkling.

At the same time, people on the earth, looking at the sky in disbelief, witnessed the birth of the second sun.

"This is..." Located in the United Nations Space Monitoring Station, a worker in a white robe stared at the big screen in front of him with wide eyes.

"Quick! Call up the picture on the surface of the moon!" The man shouted hastily.

However, as the pictures on the screen switched, the entire research room lit up with flickering white light.

"what!"

"my eyes!"

"this is…"

Looking at the big white screen, the operator subconsciously cut off the screen.

Gradually, as the white light dissipated, the research room returned to calm, but the dean of this research institute was not at peace.

"Finally... that legend is about to come true..." the dean knelt down in the corner weakly and muttered.

At this moment, someone noticed something was wrong with the dean and stepped forward.

"Dean? May I ask what's wrong with you?" the man asked.

The dean shook his head lightly, and a few large drops of sweat appeared on his cheeks.

At the same time, everyone in the room noticed the dean's abnormality.

"Could it be that the light just now was too strong, causing the nervous system to be affected, causing temporary dizziness? Fortunately, the light is not strong enough. I heard that if it is serious, it will cause death..." someone suggested.

"Could it be the legendary... death by sight?"

"Cough cough cough!" Just when everyone was about to discuss, the dean coughed twice and interrupted.

"The phenomenon just now... I wonder if you have heard of a legend?" When everyone was quiet, the dean continued.

"legend?"

"2012...the whole world will be destroyed..."

"Hmm...the prophecy of the Mayans? Even ordinary people know this, right?" someone questioned.

"But do you know that there is still the first half of this prophecy?" the dean continued.

"The first half?"

"In order to welcome the destruction in 2012...the first wave of bad luck will come in 1999, bringing the first baptism to the world..." the dean said in a trembling voice.

Hearing this, everyone present shut their mouths one after another, the room was eerily quiet, even whoever farted silently could tell what he had eaten in the morning.

"How many years...?" Finally, after a long silence, someone asked.

"It just so happens...it's the New Year...today is the first day of 1999."

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