Battle Frenzy

Just like the trajectory of history and the roulette of destiny, how small is the power of the individual in front of it, it is difficult to shake the pointer and change the rotation of the roulette.

What kind of wisdom, what kind of power can make such an anti-sky item. This is definitely not a human object. Is this a high-dimensional existence?

When I saw Barron, Wang Zhong’s thoughts became clear. It was just an object. No matter where it came from, it could not be confused. It was just a tool.

The power of man stems from the nature, can not be confused by the appearance of power, but is driven.

Barron’s smile and calmness deeply infected Wang Zhong, and gradually Wang Zhong became frank and confident.

The white color in the room is spinning faster and more and more, and Wang Zhong has closed his eyes and feels with his heart. Maybe he can't interfere with the result, but as a user of the fate of the roulette, there must be Have the opportunity to interfere, and even control.

Until a bang

The white world that has changed in the eyes has finally disappeared. Wang Zhong opened his eyes, and the front is the end of the light, but there is no darkness.

Everything in the ward and nothing changed a few seconds ago, the breeze blowing the curtains and dancing gently at the window.

Barron kept the posture just lying on the hospital bed, and Rao was mentally prepared, and his heart snorted, and stepped forward to reach out.

The warm breathing is calm and long, and the powerful heartbeat hits the atrium, and the soul sea that has already collapsed is now united and exudes vitality.

Wang Zhong took a long breath and listened to the heavy snoring that Barron gradually rang. At this time, Wang Zhong’s body was soaked, and it might not matter if he was related to himself. But when others were, he was also very nervous and couldn’t help but laugh. "Brother, take a good sleep, wake up is the new beginning."

When he returned to the dormitory, Wang Zhong had a feeling of being stumbling.

It’s not just because of the wounding on the op, it’s mainly because the fate of the roulette used to consume him a lot, just like the strength of the body has been evacuated, the whole body is soft, where is it, nowhere, nowhere, can’t say it. feel.

The energy of the fate roulette is empty, but it is definitely worth the money, but Wang Zhong has a strange feeling, as if anyone is observing him.

It’s good, it’s a voyeuristic, just like the feeling of being locked in life with the life of the town.

Simba is not there. Wang thought for a long time and didn't have a result. Just don't want to, the fate of the roulette is too mysterious to myself. There are too many things I don't understand. Maybe this is just a normal phenomenon.

If you are tired of the body, in order to save the balun, these are worth it, and you have to sleep well.

Wang Zhong’s classmate fell down and fell asleep, but it didn’t take long for him to look dark and seemed to return to the dark world of the past, followed by a burst of body, like something pulling him.

What ghost?

Wang Zhong strangely blinked, and then suddenly was shocked.

The bed that has been sleeping for two years has disappeared, and the ceiling of the dormitory has disappeared. Instead, it is an ultra-small island of less than three or four hundred square meters, and there are countless huge floating around the small island. The meteorite, motionless, and no sound, the whole space looked dead.

Isn't this the space fragment that I have been in last time?

"Wang Zhong" Simba did not know where to come out, excitedly turned over in front of him: "God, how did you do it, how did we get back to this place? The entrance to this space fragment is not Has it exploded and it is impossible to come in again?"

I can see Simba again, and Wang Zhong is also surprised and happy: "Where do I know, I was sleeping well, and I am not dreaming."

Simba slammed over and slammed the heavy nose of Wang Zhong: "The pain does not hurt, it hurts, it will be awakened, and the great Simba will help you."

His hand was too small, Wang Zhong was stunned and laughed, but he knew in his heart that this was by no means a dream.

He is trying to stop Simba, because he obviously feels the change of the stone of destiny, and the stone of destiny is shining. This is something that has never happened before. Just want to study with Simba, but suddenly see the formation of the void above the head. A whirlpool of horror, followed by a huge pulling force passed down from the vortex, and it was easy to smash Wang Zhong and Simba together.

"Ah, Simba still doesn't want to die."

"Catch my hand"

The suction in the vortex makes it impossible to resist. What Wang Zhong can do is to firmly grasp Simba, a crazy Pan Wei, and both of them lose consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in another space, and it was a huge crater in front of me.

In the crater, the boiling slurry is bubbling a sirloin-like scum, and the horrible, transparent heat wave is constantly washed from below, and the scented hair is rolled up directly.

Next to it, Simba’s scream: “It’s a hot place, it’s a ghost place, and Simba doesn’t like it.”

Wang Zhong is also speechless. What happened this evening is too strange. First, I went to the space debris, and then came here inexplicably. It seems that only dreaming can explain this abnormal phenomenon, but I can’t wake up myself~www.novelmtl .com~ He looked around, this is the pulp on the left side of the crater, the right side is the cliff of more than 100 meters high, the king has a big head, or else he does not want to jump to the bottom and jump into the dream. If that, it must wake up

"Wang Zhong, Wang Zhong"

Wang Zhongzheng thought about it. Simba, next to him, screamed at his clothes and shouted in a low voice.

"Well" Wang turned his head and saw a pair of fiery red eyes staring at himself.

It was a weird creature, like a human-shaped flame full of ten meters high, but without legs, so floating in midair, wide-eyed and looking at himself, its huge forehead The dark dimensional spar is shining, revealing an unimaginable horror.

咕咙

Wang Zhong couldn’t help but swallow, what a ghost?

"It seems to be a dimensional elemental creature," Simba’s voice trembled: "Eight orders."

Eight-order, Wang Zhong’s head is a glimpse, this is the day of the dog, what a ghost thing.

In the dark time of the library, there was a seventh-order dimensional creature that came to Earth through a crack and directly destroyed a medium-sized city. The federal army still did not threaten the other side.

This is the only one in front of you.

The color dimension of the spar, the eighth-order dimension of the beast in the history of the earth only exists in the legendary eighth-order, so it’s so special to live in front of itself, just now, I’m squinting at myself.

"Don't be nervous, this is a dream, and it doesn't seem to be malicious." Wang Zhong calmly whispered.

calm down

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