A Million Survival Laws of the Savior

He didn't have the courage to die for jade, but at this point, he could only burn jade and stone together.

The faceless man clenched the crown tightly, and quietly crushed a pitch-black box in the dark.

The moment the black box shattered, a total of twelve traps buried in the four corners of England City were activated. They were operating according to the pre-set procedures. This was actually what Wallace used in Shenhai City. The same style as the black box.

Its only function is to open the door to the outside world.

He buried these black boxes in advance, and set them up in all directions of England a long time ago. He had considered using England as a threat at the end of the plan to win a way out.

But now, he doesn't even have the right to choose this.

Because at this time, she is facing the judge and the sword bearer of the scythe of judgment. They are different from the heroic spirits. The Heroic Spirits of the world are imprisoned and imprisoned.

This is their duty and their obligation.

As for the protection of England, that is the matter of the heroic spirits, and has nothing to do with them...

They only know that once an anti-heroic spirit is released, the losses in the future will definitely far exceed the losses in England today.

That's why the Faceless Man crushed the black box in despair. He had no choice but to hold on to his last tiny hope, hoping that the opened door would summon a terrifying monster. As long as it could destroy the city, maybe he still had a chance. chance to escape.

"I see, black box."

Fasalia seemed a little surprised, but it was not surprising. This should have been the top secret of Shenzhou Empire's Shenhai incident, but many of her shirijiri group were high-level officials of the Shenzhou Empire, and they had already disclosed this incident. The overall experience was circulated in the group.

Even the solver of the incident is one of the administrators in the group, which is nothing special to Sister Fa.

She knew the danger of the black box, and immediately knew what the Anti-Heroic Spirit wanted to do.

"Are you planning to call those inhuman things from the outside of the world?" She tapped her lower lip with her finger: "Since ancient times, no one has known where the outside of the world will lead to. A tragic disaster was also caused by ignorance of what is behind the door, are you so confident that you can summon a powerful monster?"

"I'm not sure...but I opened twelve doors."

The Faceless Man raised his arms: "Twelve ways! Even if only one of them summons a monster, the whole of England will become a battlefield, and the whole city will be destroyed in the flames of war! There are so many people buried for me, it's worth it! "

"Worth it?" Fasalia said lightly: "You think it's worth it, but you don't deserve it."

"Unworthy?" The Faceless Man said coldly: "You are the ones who don't deserve to win! If it weren't for this idiot, I would have won everything already! Is it your turn to question?"

"That's why I flipped the chessboard in a fit of rage." Sister Fa sarcastically said, "What a boring man with no taste..."

"It's a pity, I, a boring person, will hurt you to the bone."

The faceless man looked up at the night sky. As the fog gradually dissipated, the dark vortex in the sky had begun to form.

Twelve black boxes were opened at the same time, and the huge crack hung at the end of the night sky like a scar.

Before the crack opened, the sound of space cracking one after another resounded through the sky and clouds, and the sound entered my ears.

No one knows what lies behind this crack... Maybe it's the cruelest malice and the craziest slaughter, maybe it's just nothingness.

But there are a total of twelve such cracks.

They are almost all over the sky of England, each of which is hundreds of meters long, outlining the fragile residual traces on the night sky, as if the cracks that appeared on the entire mirror are still spreading, and there is only a slight difference. A whole night sky would be shattered with a bang.

"It's started, and no one can stop it." The Faceless Man said ecstatically, "No matter how much you struggle, you won't be able to change the fact... This city will become scorched earth, just like it was ten years ago!"

"Ten years ago, this city was held."

The voice is resonant.

Queen Elizabeth came out from behind the curtain of thick fog. She has already realized what happened, and the current scene is the best explanation.

She should have been the most worried and flustered person, but she was surprisingly calm.

She stared at the faceless man, and said: "Ten years ago, England was not disturbed by the flames of war, and the flames of war were blocked ten miles away. Someone drew a line there, and no drop of blood crossed it from the beginning to the end." that line."

"...So what?" The Faceless Man said, "That was ten years ago. The city that was not destroyed ten years ago will be completely destroyed today. You can't defend this city."

"Yes, we can't hold it." Elizabeth admitted, and then she changed the subject: "Only our words... You may have forgotten that the British spirits are not the only ones today."

"What can the heroic spirits of the five countries do? They failed to defend their country and people ten years ago. They are just a group of losers."

"Then keep your eyes open and see what these losers in your mouth can do." Elizabeth said: "Do you think that in the past ten years, Britain will forget the painful lessons of ten years ago? Do you think we have nothing?" What to do! Do you think we are still ten years ago?"

"You don't understand at all that the history itself ten years ago is a shame engraved in our memory. Just remembering will remind us of the homeland that was burning with flames and the powerless and weak self. For this reason, we once swore that we would never let Tragedy like this is happening again."

"This is the deepest scar in the hearts of the heroic spirits. Even after ten years, the wound is still bleeding. What you are doing now is to open up this wound bloody and drive them back to the battlefield ten years ago."

"You know what that means?"

Elizabeth asked softly.

The faceless man thought for a while, and his face turned pale instantly.

……

Embassy of the Russian Empire.

Ekaterina looked up at the crack in the night sky, she whispered slowly.

"This is a declaration of war."

"A declaration of war on the whole world."

She still remembers the city that was burned by the flames of war, the ground was covered with scorched earth, and the number of dead people was as many as snowflakes falling from the sky.

That strong sense of powerlessness still lingers in her heart to this day, so she yearns for strength at all costs, longs for a powerful guardian who can take the weight off her shoulders a bit.