I Have Doraemon's Treasure Bag

Even if the World Destroyer dies, the subordinates he created will still resist to the end.

Until the dead.

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"Spear Spear..."

After recovering from her serious injury, Qin Lele recalled the scene where she was torn to pieces. Ding Dangmao, who had taken a different path because of the difference in the initial stage, made her terrified.

At the same time, he couldn't help but worry about Ding Dangmao now.

She did not expect that her weight in Ding Dangmao's mind would be so large.

Uh, he doesn't look like a love brain either...

It's a workaholic.

"I'm fine." Ding Dangmao looked at Qin Lele, who was still seriously injured and almost exhausted.

As he spoke, he had already forcibly lifted his tired body.

And the body that was shattered in the previous fight is also quickly recovering as before.

It looks like a puzzle that keeps being put together.

"......it is good."

Qin Lele put away her worried look and said, "I'm waiting for your good news."

Don't turn around, Ding Dangmao nodded, but his expression was extremely gloomy.

He didn't even dare to face other people.

good news?

There is no good news.

They have sacrificed too much to win this war.

Taking a deep breath, Ding Dangmao crossed the space and left the place.

Even though his body is exhausted, his strength is still growing rapidly!

The props that belonged to the World Destroyer once obtained, along with the fusion of the two treasure bags, Ding Dangmao gradually gained the right to use them...

Fictional Character Egg, Hypnotic Glasses, Bacteria Maker, Evolutionary Degradation Radiation Gun, Material Transformer, Body Ball, Super Cap, Fit Glue, Torture Machine, Time Cloth, Super Ring, Universal Popsicle, Hypnotic Horn, Dictatorship author button

Pieces of phantoms representing new props appeared around Ding Dangmao.

The death of the destroyer also made Ding Dangmao harvest his legacy.

All the rules of the whole body fell into the hands of Ding Dangmao, and were completely absorbed by the treasure bag, turning it into his own power - but it was equivalent to slaughtering a strong man of the same level, and the props were the big head.

It was his rising strength that automatically recovered his body.

The authority is smooth, the ocean of laws is pouring back, and he is also repairing his body.

Like a firefighter, Ding Dangmao did not stop and rest in this state, but ran around in the original star system to rescue and kill the remaining family members.

Silently, Ding Dangmao smashed the head of the last law-enhancing family in the world, and absorbed all of him into his body.

"Any more?"

"How much more is the enemy's law realm?"

Time almost stood still.

"Ding, Pavilion Master Ding, there is no more." A law realm who is good at causality said: "There are only some small fish and shrimps left."

"Really, that's good." Ding Dangmao nodded slightly: "The rest of the shrimp will be handed over to you..."

After all, he has closed his eyes.

Fall asleep.

Chapter [*]: The End of the War (Part [*])

"The pavilion..."

"No self-blame."

"We know you've done your best."

"Pavilion Master, the Red Zone still needs you..."

"Let's keep going."

Ding Dangmao hasn't slept for a long time.

Since arriving at the Law Realm, he has never slept again.

Because it is not only unsafe to fall asleep, but also can't dream of any other useful scenes, Ding Dangmao simply never sleeps again, which has continued to this day.

Moreover, whether it is the law environment or the rule environment, there is no need to sleep.

Until this time, Dang Dangmao was seriously injured, his physical strength was exhausted, and he had to sleep.

I also had a dream that I don't know how to evaluate...

After waking up from the dream, Ding Dangmao looked around and saw the survivors around him... There were not one legion of mortals, and the law environment was also lost to seventy-eighty-eight, even the natural law that he made. Humans have also suffered heavy casualties.

Seeing Ding Dangmao wake up, the onlookers also showed smiles.

"Pavilion Master, you are awake!"

"Pavillion Ding, you have slept for nearly half a year."

"Pavilion Master, the annihilation family members in the galaxy have been cleaned up, and only a small number of special captives have been retained. Please send them."

"Pavilion Master, according to my prediction, in the star system a few light years away, the headquarters of the annihilation family is stationed - but now their law realm powerhouse is dead, we just need to cross the space and run over it."

"Ha, anyway, this place can't live anymore."

The war was won, and everyone laughed lightly.

The depression that had been accumulated for a long time was finally spit out, and even the mood was relieved a lot.

and led to an increase in strength.

Ding Dangmao looked around and saw familiar faces.

Qin Lele, Xiang Jingjing, Di Ye, and more than a dozen other laws of the red zone.

And some familiar faces, he did not see.

Like Mi Dantong, Lei Luo, Blood King, Shen Zizhen...

There is no doubt that they died in the war after all.

"I have bad news."

Ding Dangmao suppressed all his emotions in his heart, and said in an almost numb tone: "During the battle before, something happened to the shelter plane..."

He began to tell the crowd something.

The real purpose of the shelter plane is not to keep fire for human civilization, but to store energy as its own back from the beginning, and trillions of people are its own logistics.

But it is precisely because of this that he encountered the target of the destroyer.

Then, there is not one in a hundred.

You can't even reincarnate.

......silence.

Then Hongzhuang took the lead in breaking the silence: "We already know about this."

"In the half year that you slept, we also used our own methods to investigate."

"Pavilion Ding, please mourn, sacrifice is always inevitable in war."

Those headed by Hongzhuang are independent from the red zone.

Their total population is less than one billion, and they are all concentrated in another sheltered plane.

And it was the red zone that was devastated. As for the other people in the shelter plane, they were well preserved in this war, and one didn't die... Of course, when they usually killed each other, enough people died. too much.

Mortals stand on their own as kings on the Shelter Plane, and this kind of thing makes the Law Realm feel chilled.

As a result, they also gradually became less concerned about the life and death of mortals...

This is the slack for the strong and the longevity.

As long as they have time, they can rebuild civilization if they want.

Compared to them, the law realm in the red zone was a bolt from the blue when they first heard the news-after months of recuperation, they also accepted the reality.

Instead, he comforted Ding Dangmao.

"Spear, it's not your fault."

Qin Lele stroked the back of Ding Dangmao's hand beside her, and said softly, "This is an unforeseeable disaster, and it's not entirely your responsibility."

In the red zone, the remaining law realms also spoke out to comfort them.

And those innate law realms cultivated by Ding Dangmao are irrelevant.

They have nothing to do with the red zone.

It is completely Dang Dangmao's private army.

After receiving the comfort, Ding Dangmao said to everyone: "I am the leader of the red zone, and no matter how I say it, I have an inescapable responsibility. Even if it is a natural or man-made disaster, I must be responsible for them - rest assured, I will not fall down. , just sad."

My people died because of my poor care.

I have flipped through the memories of tens of billions of people and experienced their ups and downs.

My thoughts incarnate in billions and communicate with almost everyone.

They are like my subordinates, brothers, sisters, children, parents, friends...

When they died, I naturally felt immense grief.

...But it is precisely because Ding Dangmao has experienced too much and knows too much.

The more difficult it is to be hit by grief.