The afterglow of the lights spilled from the gaps in the lead-gray walls, rolling out a soft outline in the hall.

Higher than the edge of the circular fence of the hall, the figure of the young man in a white suit is like the soft moonlight, and the ginkgo cufflinks on his wrists are still shining.

The light dimmed his facial features that were similar to Akto's - Akto's appearance was not sharp, it could even be said to be soft. But when the gods used this face, his eyes lost any warmth, instead they were as cold as ice.

Ribbed ice spikes.

People's vigilant and fearful eyes followed this god, and he climbed up the stairs, looking down at everyone. He ignored Noel who was standing at the front of the crowd, but moved his eyes to look at Su Ming'an in the center of the hall.

At this time, the scarlet hose that filled most of the ice-white hall was surging like the Red Sea. The black-haired young man who was sleeping with his eyes closed remained motionless, like a black butterfly condensed in amber.

Countless hoses of different thicknesses surrounded him, entangled with his limbs that were hanging down weakly. The young man's head drooped slightly, and his side face was hidden between the scorching light and shadow cast by the circular night lamp, like a touch of bright red.

Xiwei Tianguang.

He closed his eyes, and his eyelashes cast a small shadow, as if he had finally found eternal peace in his deep sleep. His whole state seemed even more peaceful than when he was awake. But everyone knows these scarlet hoses

It represents extreme danger. If you continue to sleep like this, you will usher in death, which cannot be reversed.

"——Su Mingan!" Noel called him forcefully. At such moments, Noel was always the first to speak.

"——Su Ming'an!!" Yamada Machichi's call followed.

"——Su Ming'an!" Immediately after that, other players tried to call. The voices were different in pitch, both men and women, and they all looked at the figure in the center.

Being in such a real world and having seen all kinds of suffering in the world, it is difficult for them not to immerse themselves in it, and most of them are infected by nervousness.

"——Xiao Shuai!"

"——Sir!"

"—Lord!"

"..."

Everyone is calling him.

But Su Ming'an remained motionless, as if he had fallen into an eternal sleep. His thin body was deep in blood, and every inch of his muscles was soft, as if he had completely lost response to the outside world.

Yamada Machichi said worriedly: "It should be okay for the time being. Su Mingan experienced Akto's emotional empathy before, and nothing happened for a full hour and forty minutes."

"It's completely different!" Noel suddenly said.

His blue pupils were staring at Su Ming'an, and his fingernails dug marks on his palms: "Su Ming'an can accept Akto's emotional resonance for so long - that's because the compatibility between the two of them is very high. But now he accepts it

The emotional resonance in North Lisel is different! Su Mingan and North Lisel have no compatibility at all!"

Otherwise, how could Noah and Sen have survived less than fifteen minutes of emotional resonance before dying irreversibly? Because they had no compatibility with Akto.

Today, Su Mingan's situation is the same.

Yamada Machichi finally realized the critical nature of the situation.

The god looked at this scene, put his hands on the fence, and said with regret: "It's a pity. It's really a pity..."

He folded his hands, his posture still calm:

"Just a little bit... just a little bit closer, you are going to win. I admit, he is the most difficult opponent I have ever seen, whether he successfully saved the girl named Luo or escaped the emotional resonance trap

...Fortunately, nothing went wrong in the end. You people in the ruined world are also a group of respectable resisters, and I will remember you well."

His voice echoed in the hall. People were extremely angry, but they didn't dare to step forward. Those scarlet hoses that covered half of the hall were like pythons that choose people to eat. If you rush forward, you will die.

"Those who start giving victory speeches now will probably die ugly in the end." Yamada Machichi said with a red face, "God, you Sima bastard, I will also look forward to your failure! Mother Ganlin!"

The god thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "You are right, I can't give you a chance."

He raised his hand, and the scarlet hose immediately spread towards the side where the crowd was.

Yamada Machichi felt awkward for a moment, as if he had reminded the other party of something.

"Everyone prepares resistance skills!!" Seeing this, Violet, as the commander-in-chief of the battle, immediately spoke up.

Players have been divided into various teams before going upstairs, led by Higurashi, Yamada Machichi, Zhang Daoxuan, Qiuqiu, Ruiying, Locke and others in batches, divided into attack, long-range attack, control, treatment, aura,

Summoning and other sections.

"——Everyone prepare resistance skills!"

"——Everyone prepare resistance skills!"

As soon as Violet's voice came out, it was immediately passed from front to back. Players shouted spontaneously to confirm that everyone could hear it. With a "crash", a shocking scene appeared. In an instant, a rainbow suddenly appeared, and various colors of light were blown away one by one.

Lights up, lights up from the player base.

The structure of this central government building is very similar to the ruins of the Central City building 40 years later. The middle circle is close to the straight elevator, the iron corridor bridges crisscross the various terrains, and the gaps are mostly covered by transparent glass. Looking up from the floor below

, you can see the movement on the floors above through the glass.

The glass in the outer ring has been broken, and the vast sky can even be seen. People standing at the edge of the hall have been soaked to the skin.

However, they did not dare to retreat, and now there was no turning back.

"put!!"

Violet ordered loudly, her long hair rising with the cold wind.

She gave the order, and the defense professions raised their hands to hold up their defensive shields. The control professions waved their staffs, and the colorful halo of light floated forward.

I don't know who summoned the flying sword. It had a dazzling cold light, hanging upside down like a waterfall, as if it was about to cut open a piece of heaven and earth.

I don't know who summoned the fire, and dozens of bright red flamingos rushed towards the god standing on the plank road, turning into a golden-red air flow line.

"Bang——!"

At this moment, a loud collision sounded, and the whole building shook slightly. The colorful halo was like an illusory rainbow turning into reality, suppressing the twisting blood-red pythons!

The god did not dodge, and a transparent barrier rose up, blocking the sword blades and fire that were coming towards him.

"Da, da, da." A violent retreat sounded, like the tide suddenly receding. People were pushed back by the shock wave, but they still held on to half of the hall, looking at the gods angrily!

Since buildings cannot withstand artillery bombardment, neither the gods nor the players dare to use large-scale bombing weapons.

A few unlucky players were pushed back and fell out of the building along the broken glass.

Amidst the violent rainstorm, only the distant sounds of city-state street fighting could be heard. Gunshots, explosions, screams... In addition to these soldiers pouring into the central political building, there were countless soldiers fighting for the dawn of the city-state.

"I underestimated you." God looked at the panting people and commented pertinently.

The strength shown by the players surprised him. Based on the performance of this group of people at the beginning of the dungeon, he thought they were just scattered and could not gather together at all.

This group of players... are selfish, cunning, and arrogant. They can change their stance for a mission. They can attack their own people for some rewards... This is a group of rabble, and he thought they would not be so united.

...What gave them the courage to unite?

...What enables them to fight together so heroically?

The god looked towards the center, towards the sleeping figure.

……is it him?

Is it the ridiculous "lighthouse" he talks about that makes them believe he can win?

The secret doors that were closed all around suddenly opened wide.

"Boom, boom, boom."

One after another, cold robots with extremely ferocious weapon shells jumped into the hall one after another, like a city wall, blocking people.

In front of people's frightened eyes, the god jumped off the plank road, fell into the hall, and walked step by step towards Su Mingan who was surrounded by hoses.

"What are you going to do!" someone yelled.

"Stop him!" someone shouted.

"Buzz——"

At this critical moment, thousands of threads suddenly appeared, like a woven net, falling violently towards the gods!

Noel raised his palm forward, and fine silk threads were outlined between his fingers. The entire hall was surrounded by his silk threads, and the most dangerous place for strangulation was suddenly aimed at the god!

After talking nonsense with the gods for so long, Noel laid out this strangulation net.

However, the god continued to walk towards Su Ming'an as if he had not seen these threads.

next moment.

Thick, dark energy suddenly came from the other end of the hall, hanging on the silk thread, tearing it off, breaking the net of murder that Noel had planned for a long time.

Noel suddenly looked up at the darkness - the edge of the sky fence, where a dark figure stood.

"Linguang!" Noel said coldly.

Lin Guang turned his head and looked coldly at Noel below. His whole body was emitting a dark cold light, like a heavy tombstone. It was he who blocked Noel's rescue.

Noel's fingers shrank, but he could no longer feel his own thread. He rarely started to panic.

He and Su Ming'an used the Fei Bird to remotely fight the code word before. He knew that he had to judge the timing by himself and choose whether to kill Su Ming'an or not. But he never took action, thinking that there might be a chance to rescue Su Ming'an.

But he feels regret now - if something happens to Su Mingan, it will be too late.

"Su..." Noel called loudly.

The god is still walking towards Su Mingan.
To be continued...