Doomsday Cataclysm: Gods on Earth

A domineering will emerged from the bottom of his heart, sublimating Gao Yun's mentality.

His power is not enough to conquer the entire human civilization now, so he will stay dormant for the time being. When his power increases, he will take over the entire human civilization and make all humans his own.

He has a crimson system, and his superhuman talents have not been fully developed.

One day, he will make the whole world flow according to his will.

Whether it is the wasteland or the universe, they must all surrender to him!

Is this selfless? Or selfish?

Gao Yun didn't know, he only knew that this was what he really thought.

This is what he wants to do after knowing the truth.

After a long time, 'Etching' woke up from his trance and saw that Gao Yun's temperament seemed to have changed. He felt a little incredible about this.

The average A-level person will be mentally shocked after knowing the truth about the wasteland.

Alien, universe, wasteland, abyss.

All this was like a lightning strike, awakening people who had never opened their eyes to see the world, and took a good look at the world.

But then, people who know the truth will be shocked by the cruel horror of the real world.

However, 'Etching' did not see the horror and fear in Gao Yun's eyes, but felt an extraordinary determination in them.

He originally wanted to say something to Gao Yun.

Maybe it's self-deprecation, maybe it's persuasion.

He thought about his current state again, so he put down the words he was about to say and said instead: Pay attention to your life. The Adjudicator is not invincible in the wasteland. I bid farewell.

As soon as he finished speaking, 'Etch' flew towards the direction of 'Black Tide'.

He knows his current state, but he still wants to do something for mankind.

If we could go to the core of the ‘Black Tide’ and collect some major information on the super large disaster.

His more than thirty years of life were not in vain.

As for one of the purposes of his coming here, no one cared about the several B-level presidents who were killed by Gao Yun's spears.

Later, he would just fill out an investigation report and hand it in, and the matter would be completely over.

In a few days, someone will be appointed to take their place.

In the wasteland, even the death of a judge is not a rare thing, and there is no need to look at it.

‘Etch’ left and Gao Yun headed home.

He flew at the top of Area A, looking at the people in the city with his clairvoyant eyes, and a strange thought arose in his heart.

What would Minghua City be like if he didn't exist?

Maybe it's already obvious.

Without his appearance, even if nearly 200 million people in Minghua City had not died in such a short period of time, I am afraid it would not have been better for long.

Jiang Yuanhua died in the ruins, and it is very likely that a president will be selected in Minghua City. By then, the weak Heroes Association will be emptied out by the powerful class.

Even if someone violates federal laws lawlessly, no one will sanction them.

The famine experiment that the mayor has been conducting will also lead the entire city to destruction.

It is impossible for humans to control famines.

Even if there are intelligent disaster individuals who are willing to communicate with humans temporarily, once the other party's goal is completed, they will continue to kill.

The relationship between the two is like a wolf and a sheep, and it is impossible for them to coexist peacefully.

Looking at these residents of Minghua City who all belonged to him, his heart became colder and colder, and the look in his eyes became more and more indifferent.

Three days later, Y Domain 6, Fino City.

This is a metropolis that has existed for more than four hundred years and is home to A-level heroes.

Today, Fino City is different from the bustle of the past. From the outskirts of the city where there are scavenger groups to every urban area inside the city, including the slums, there is silence.

tick tick tick

There was a sound like water dripping.

Two tall and hot women and a quiet little girl were standing on the street in District A of Fino City.

Around them were scattered the remains of human flesh and blood and mechanical creations.

The ticking sound just now was the sound of human blood dripping.

Anatasha! You idiot! You killed so many humans just to vent your anger, and Cinderella hasn't recovered yet!

One of the two tall women was Dusula whom Gao Yun had met before.

I saw her yelling at her sister loudly and looking at the little girl between them with disgust.

This is their youngest stepsister, Cinderella.

She was obviously the heroine in the fairy tale, but now she became the foil for the two of them.

Cinderella was wearing a set of rough cloth clothes. She was petite and could not even reach their waists, and her face was as cute as a doll.

In their opinion, their stepsisters were not attractive to men at all.

Dear Sister Dusula, isn't this just what you want?

Without enough lives, Cinderella won't be able to obtain the glass slipper to transform. In this way, she can only be used as a foil on the stage, and she won't be able to compete with you and me for the favor of His Highness Green. Isn't it?

As she spoke, Anatasha, who had long hair as red as flames and an equally hot figure, and whose clothes could only cover her private parts, laughed out loud, not caring at all about the waves in front of her caused by the large movements.

Hmph, you know what's going on.

Dusula snorted and glanced at Cinderella, who was bowing her head in silence between the two, shivering.

The little girl is in her weakest state. At this stage, Cinderella is not even comparable to a small famine individual. If it weren't for her unique characteristics, it would not be an exaggeration to say that she is an ordinary little girl.

But once Cinderella kills enough people, or gets the glass slipper, her mean and cruel appearance can even scare the two sisters.

His Royal Highness Green has not yet arrived. I have tested the power of His Highness's predecessor last time. As long as the stage rises, his power cannot harm us, and then we can find a way to bring His Highness down.

Dusula was making arrangements, but her pretty eyebrows couldn't help but frown, and she asked the little girl beside her.

Cinderella, how long has it been? Why hasn't that human replied to our message yet?

The skinny Cinderella trembled when she heard her sister's question and quickly replied: It's been seven hours!

Too long! We have already said that we will only wait for him for eight hours. How dare a human being waste our time for such a long time. If it weren't for the fact that he dedicated the lives of this city to us, I would have to wait for him for eight hours. He must be killed first!

Sister, don't be angry. Isn't there still an hour left? If he doesn't come in an hour, why don't we just kill him then?

Different from Dusula's slightly irritable attitude, Anatasha had a smile on her face, as if she respected her sister very much.

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