I don’t know when, but Wang Wen asked while walking and asking, a middle-aged man in a gray robe was added to him.

If Ren Ruanruan had definitely recognized this person here, he was the former high priest from the Western Continent whom he met in the divine power world in the tower.

At this moment, the former high priest was respectful to Wang Wen, and his expression was as humble as if he was about to hold him in his mouth.

Following Wang Wen slowly walking, listening to the words of a group of "resurrected people" in his ears, the former high priest asked Wang Wen softly in confusion: "Master God, what is the so-called abnormal warning in these people?"

Wang Wen stopped and looked at him: "Do you remember what I once said when I taught you to inspire the channel of imagination?"

The former high priest bent down quickly, staring at Wang Wen's toes with his eyes, and said respectfully: "You said that imagination is the most essential difference between us and dead objects, and the core key to maintaining a complete personality. Only imagination can truly open our eyes."

"That's right." Wang Wen nodded and looked around the many resurrected people with confused expressions around him, his voice a little low: "The so-called abnormal warning is something that requires you to really open your eyes to see."

"Well?"

The former high priest raised his head in surprise.

Look carefully around.

Finally, he asked in confusion: "Master God, can you express more clearly your loyal but too foolish servant?"

Wang Wen turned around, held the middle-aged man's shoulder with both hands, and said word by word: "Remember! Don't call me the Lord God anymore. I am just an ordinary person like you. People should be independent and self-reliant. There is nothing that can surpass you and me as the Lord God."

The former high priest's body shook slightly and hesitated and nodded slowly.

When he raised his head, his expression became even more confused: "But I still don't know what these people are saying? What do you want us to open our eyes to see?"

Wang Wen withdrew his arm, looked at the distant sky slightly with his eyes closed, and sighed softly: "The answer to this question may have to wait for me to rush up to a thousand layers before I can find it."

"One thousand layers..." The former high priest looked at the horizon along Wang Wen's gaze.

There was a very subtle and vague shadow there, like a steel needle piercing the sky.

"Boss, the fifth area can't stand it anymore!"

At the headquarters of Boai Group, the subordinates reported one by one, and even the ends of their hair were anxious.

Chen Hansheng counted the points he had temporarily collected and asked without raising his head: "Where is the large army we sent?"

The assistant next to him did not wear pajamas anymore, and his suit and tie were straight. He answered meticulously when he heard the question: "There are heavy casualties and I can't even enter the door."

Chen Hansheng stopped the action in his hand: "Where is the air? Can't you even fly in?"

"Try airdrops and projectiles." The assistant shook his head and said, "It was intercepted before it landed. Unless it was fired with live ammunition and the academy would be killed in vain."

Hearing this, Chen Hansheng was silent.

This time the enemy is so powerful that it is difficult to understand.

With Bo Ai's current size, the armed forces he can send can be called the best in the world.

Coupled with the strength of the academy itself and the 800-story Mi Lailai and others, let alone enemies in today's world, even if they can fight, there are no more opponents.

Chen Hansheng, the priests of the Western Continent, have never seen them.

A strange move called "Imagination" is indeed difficult to deal with, but it is not as strong as it is now so unparalleled!

What exactly happened in the middle?

Chen Hansheng frowned.

He knew his abilities very well. Although he was both at the 800th floor, he was not a qualified soldier.

If even the elites of the group cannot defeat the enemy, they will only give away more heads if they go by themselves, which will be of no help. It is better to stay at the headquarters to plan and ask for other methods.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at his assistant: "Have you found Wang Wen?"

The assistant shook his head and said, "From the latest news, he should have gone to the Western Continent."

Chen Hansheng's eyebrows were deeper.

His eyes were staring outside the window without focus and thinking for a long time.

After a while.

"I'll inform you and prepare the manpower and equipment. I'll use the highest authority in the East Continent..."

Chen Hansheng stood up from the seat, and under the shocked gaze of his assistant, he threw down his cell phone and said in a deep voice:

"Demolition of the World Wall!"

Today, in the East Continent, Bo Ai is the only one among the consortiums.

Chen Hansheng wants to demolish the world wall, that is, it is really demolished rather than threatening anyone.

Once the order is issued.

The entire Boai Group started to move.

Various personnel perform their duties and start various equipment to fly into the sky.

There is a nearly transparent round shell above the sky.

There is a transparent wall between the eastern and western continents that is directly facing the dome shell and is made of the same material.

These two things together are the world walls that are famous in history.

The world wall divides things and wraps the entire planet in a way that looks like a small Dyson ball.

The near-transparent material allows various external radiation and light waves to enter in some incomprehensible way, but prevents any internal object from passing through.

This separates the interoperability between the East and West continents from the most basic physical level.

Demolition of the world wall.

It means that objects of such a huge scale will disappear.

The various effects derived from this are simply immeasurable.

All philanthropists can do is to detect and monitor every tiny change as much as possible, and minimize the possible adverse effects of the world wall after it disappears.

And such a huge object suddenly disappeared.

No matter where people are in the world, they will inevitably attract attention.

Wang Wen is not a stupid person. When he notices that the world wall has been demolished, he will definitely return to find out the situation.

Faced with the crisis at the academy, this is the only way Chen Hansheng could think of to inform Wang Wen.

He just hopes that the college can hold on.

Persist for a long time.

Longer.

Until Wang Wen returns.

Eastern Continent, Five Regions, Colleges.

Mo Ran is gone.

Such a man with a fierce and fierce attack and a stunning murderous intent finally drifted away like rootless wind and sand.

The only thing that created this scene was the gentler point of the man in red robe.

See these.

The people from the college closed their eyes and used their eyes to block the pain in their hearts.

The priests of the Western Continent opened their mouths and waved their arms and cheered loudly.

The high priest of the red robe walked through the crowd and came to the crowd of the academy who had fallen all over the ground.

The voice was clearly soft but it resounded in everyone's ears.

I heard her speak to the college, "Actually, I feel very sympathetic to you."

The only thin boy on the field who could barely stand, supported the [high-energy stand shield] and "slap" on the ground disdainfully.

The movement attracted the attention of the high priest of the red robe.

She raised her hand and stretched out her green onion fingers from her sleeves to point at the thin boy from a distance.

[High Energy Stand Shield] A big hole suddenly broke on the shield wall that shone with blue light, and the boy behind the shield spitted blood and flew backwards.

With a single point, Fei interrupted his small character, and the high priest of the red robe seemed to be satisfied.

He nodded slightly.

Continue your gentle and compassionate words: "I really think you are pitiful. You just need to be obedient. Why do you have to come and die? I..."

"Pooh!"

Another disdainful voice came from the gate of the college, interrupting her "compassionately".

She was a little angry this time.

Turn around and look at the gate.

I saw four figures standing tenaciously among the Bo'ai reinforcements who could not even beat the ordinary priests and were neatly blocked outside the door.

It was the elite team members of Mi Lailai.

One of the team members named "Anan" struggled to resist the attacks of the priests, and shouted at the red-robed high priest: "Shi Yuanyuan, you a stinky bitch! I believe you, evil, think you are sincere for peace!"
To be continued...