Darkness is Coming

  Although the live broadcast screen is often stuck and the picture quality is unsatisfactory, the audience still felt the shock and agitation that Hollywood blockbusters could not give in the live broadcast of the battle.

  Because every frame is a real scene that is happening! Unparalleled in the world!

  I don’t know how many people have imagined this scene in their minds, and now this scene has come to reality, as if fate has strangled the world by the throat, making everyone hold their breaths.

  Compared with other audiences behind the screen who are in other places, the eight million audiences in the southern capital can best experience the feeling of being strangled in their throats, and the language has lost its meaning.

When the black dragon charges against the demon dragon, when the demon dragon charges back toward the black dragon like a falling mountain, even if they only occupy an area the size of two palms in the naked eye observation of the audience on the ground, their epic and mythical confrontation can also Let the small mortals experience the impact of opening up the world.

   As if witnessing the myth happening in front of them, the audience felt a sense of sacredness to witness the historical gear, and they were speechless in awe. The vast destiny is rolling in, and the era of mortals is over!

  People are powerless to participate in the extraordinary duel, they can only pray and bless in their hearts.

   Charge!

   Fight!

  Tear down the enemy with human pride!

   Two hundred meters.

  The black dragon raised his head, finally crossed the last distance, and met the dragon in mid-air.

   One hundred meters.

   This is a fateful meeting, the first and last time they meet.

  Ten meters.

  The two behemoths rolled up the hunting wind, carrying the killing intent to tear each other and the momentum of the digital level, like two cruise missiles that shook the world collided with each other!

Time and space seemed to freeze, but the freeze was fleeting. In less than a millisecond, the dragon continued to dive downward. There was no imaginary thunderous crash, no imaginary confrontation, and no shock wave visible to the naked eye. , At the moment when the two giant dragons collided, the black giant dragon collapsed like a castle made of sand and a huge wave touching the clouds!

The speed of the    collapse was so fast that the afterimage of the black dragon remained on people's retinas, and the huge dragon body had completely collapsed, turning into a black mist floating in the air again.

  The vast majority of the audience couldn't accept the pictures returned by their eyes, and they couldn't process the information contained in the pictures.

   Lost?

  The dragon standing on the human side just failed so easily? Even a decent struggle and resistance could not be made, and it turned into a cloud and dissipated with the wind?

  With the defeat of the black dragon, what attacked people's hearts is not only the sense of frustration, but also the sense of crisis and the fear of danger. If the dragon rushes down low and ravages the southern capital, they will be doomed.

The people, including the commander of the joint command, the warriors of the Yuanjiang River, and many awakened ones, still keep their heads clear and calm. Compared with the eight million residents of Nandu, they only account for a very small proportion, but the truth is often controlled by a small number of people. In the hands of people, because these "minorities" are the real insiders.

  Yang Xiaoqian is famous, and the officers of the joint headquarters have long heard that a person who relies on his brain to gather elite soldiers and strong generals in the kingdom of the dead, and uses his own strength to pull the building down, how can he perish so easily?

   If the founder of the Yuanjiu Society was so overbearing, he should have turned into minced meat and rotted in the mutant stomach as early as Yuanjiang. So Yang Xiaoqian must have his own arrangements, this scene is just the beginning of the big play, it will never be the end!

For the warriors and the awakened who were born in the far river, the names of Yang Xiaoqian, Yu Qian, and Liu Yuanzhou have long become myths of invincibility, symbols of victory. As long as they are there in any battle, no matter how desperate the situation is, Humanity can usher in the final victory.

  When they saw the black dragon disintegrating, most of the warriors and the awakened couldn't understand President Yang's intentions, but they all had the same idea in their hearts: President Yang will not be defeated!

This idea has long been unshakable after being washed by the **** storms of the past. It is like the marrow engraved in the bones, the blood flowing in the blood, and it has become a belief that will never be eliminated. It will not only accompany them for life, but will also be passed on to their descendants. .

   The magic dragon was still falling, but after colliding with the black dragon, it began to decelerate, and the direction of the extremely high acceleration changed from vertical downward to vertical upward, and soon the magic dragon hovered in the air.

  Its appearance is too hideous, so it is difficult for people to see any expressions that humans can understand under this hideous and terrifying appearance, but from its terrifying blood-colored vertical pupils, it can be seen that it seems to be in pain.

The dragon began to roar and roll in mid-air, but no matter what action it made, it couldn't shake off the black mist around it. The dark shadows were everywhere, like fine flowing sand, gradually clinging to its scales. , under the abdominal cavity, inside the ring.

   In order to stop the invasion of the black mist, the dragon closed its huge mouth and stopped roaring, but the black mist seemed to dissolve in the air, and could still penetrate into the dragon's mouth along the fine teeth...

The    Demon Dragon whined again, a similar sound it had made once, when it had just emerged from the crack and was hit head-on by a surface-to-air missile, losing a large amount of flesh and blood, and was severely injured.

   Those with a little understanding can see that at the moment of loss just now, the situation has begun to reverse in a way that they cannot understand.

   "Okay!" Yu Qian stood in the air, cut down another flying dragon, and cheered loudly for Yang Xiaoqian.

Half a year ago, when Yang Xiaoqian awakened for the second time in the Saint-Nair Church in Yuanjiang and used the strange ability "Black Mist" for the first time, he adopted an infiltrating attack method, which turned the black matter into mist and poured into the mutant's body. , and then destroy it from the relatively soft interior, which is hard to prevent.

However, there is a disadvantage of this attack method. The movement speed of the black fog is far less than that of the condensed entity. When Yang Xiaoqian condenses the black fog into arrows or spears, or other aerodynamic flying equipment, the movement speed is much higher. In the black fog, expand the enemy's no-escape zone.

Therefore, when faced with mutants with strong defense capabilities that cannot be broken from the outside, Yang Xiaoqian often adopts a set of feint tactics, first condensing the black fog into a weapon shape to paralyze the enemy, making the enemy less vigilant, and waiting until the unbreakable weapon is close to the enemy. The unavoidable enemy will then re-turn into a black mist, infiltrating the enemy's body.

   This time against the Demon Dragon, Yang Xiaoqian chose a better method.

   To the magic dragon, everything in this world is unfamiliar. Strangeness represents the unknown, and the unknown represents fear. No matter what shape Yang Xiaoqian condenses the black fog into, it may cause the dragon to evade due to vigilance.

   So the best way is to incarnate the dragon's familiar kind and arouse the dragon's anger and fighting intent.

  Yang Xiaoqian succeeded. Instead of retreating, the demonic dragon moved forward, and launched a reverse charge towards the giant dragon formed by the black mist, leading him to the grave.