Chapter 223 00223
223 Chapter - You'Ll Die If You Come.
A man-made disaster came to an end with an incredible speed.
This was beyond Fang Ze's expectations.
This terrorist attack was undoubtedly planned in advance.
The shelter may have learned about all the S-class ability users through an insider planted in the countermeasures bureau.
To some extent, relevant strategies were prepared.
In normal circumstances.
Fang Ze could quell the disaster with just a word.
Once the Law Space is opened, all beings are equal.
Unfortunately, they were still targeted.
Those guys were able to continue using their powers within the constraints of the Law Space.
Laws that directly affect individuals are ineffective.
This is equivalent to the enemy's immunity to silence.
That's fine.
Fang Ze can also use his strength and other laws to eliminate all the small fry.
For example, those high-risk sequences that have not yet gained traction.
As expected, things turned out differently.
As expected, members of the shelter appeared to stop these high-level combatants.
Fang Ze and the other two S-class players were naturally confident that they would not be defeated.
The problem is that there may be no one to manage those high-risk sequences.
It is known that the Source Fire has the ability to mass-produce S-class superhumans.
Even if it's a one-time S-class.
Its formidable combat power is enough to sweep away all local superhumans below S-rank.
What's more, there are a full ten high-risk individuals who have committed numerous evil deeds!
Assuming they can all unleash S-level mental power when they go berserk.
It was enough to turn the entire city into ruins in a short period of time.
Fang Ze stood on the roof of the crumbling building, with two other S-level colleagues standing beside him.
"The result was somewhat unexpected."
"An S-rank said."
"Without them, even if we were to ultimately win, we might pay a heavy price."
"really."
The other S-rank nodded.
"Is /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ that the legendary Sequence 002?"
Now I finally understand why Lou Wei so readily acknowledged her threat.
"If I hadn't seen her fight with my own eyes, I really wouldn't have believed she had that kind of strength."
Fang Ze took a deep breath, recalling what Ye Tong had said before leaving, his feelings were slightly complicated.
He, a veteran S-class superhuman, was given a severe scolding.
They said things like "You're controlling your own teammates when you start a team fight," "Even your teammates aren't as bad as you," and "You're such a stingy guy, you only drop so little gold."
Although I don't know what the following sentence means.
But thinking back, I realized that my previous disregard for the rules governing friend and foe had caused dissatisfaction on the other side.
Fang Ze didn't dare to refute at all and could only silently endure it.
After all, achievements don't lie.
Night Child's achievements were enough to make all three S-class ability users present scold him.
Who made her and her team minimize the losses?
Moreover, it possesses overwhelming strength.
Fang Ze's side suffered entirely from the fact that their intelligence had been obtained by the enemy.
"No matter what, as long as the result is good, that's fine."
Fang Ze shook his head.
He has no intention of engaging in internal strife.
In terms of pressure, Lou Wei would only be under more pressure than him.
He, an S-rank who hasn't even broken the limits of superhuman abilities, isn't qualified to consider these things.
Fang Ze surveyed the battlefield.
Looking at the group of battlefield countermeasures bureau superhumans.
The huge crater left by the Night Child was bottomless.
This is only the power of kinetic energy impact.
Take a quick look around.
The enemy's presence has completely vanished.
Fang Ze didn't believe anyone could survive those attacks.
Even if those high-risk sequences relied on the source fire to go berserk and break through their limits, they could not withstand the devastating mental power giant sword.
As for those three S-rank members of the shelter...
Fang Ze never expected that they would die so hastily.
He was instantly killed by Night Child's attack.
To be honest, not many superhumans could withstand those superhuman moves.
Even if Fang Ze were to tough it out, he wouldn't have the confidence to survive.
Although I don't want to take credit, to be honest, Night Child deserves some credit for killing these enemies so easily.
After all, the "space solidification" decree blocked their escape route.
"It's a pity that not a single person was left alive, otherwise we might have been able to find out why the shelter tried to destroy the city."
An S-class superhuman looked regretful.
"No problem. The high-risk sequences have been almost completely wiped out, with only a few survivors left. They don't have many people left to use, so they'll just keep popping up one after another."
Fang Ze didn't feel sorry for him.
Previously, the shelter staff never even showed their faces.
Now, three S-class superhumans have appeared.
Although they all seem to be counterfeit, they have finally made their official debut.
An organization that loses its mystique will gradually fall into a passive position.
The overall situation may change.
In a dark space.
The purple bonfire burned fiercely.
However, the fire has weakened somewhat compared to before.
"I can understand Fang Ze sealing off the space and cutting off your escape route."
But what does it mean when a giant sword of spiritual energy descends from the sky and pierces them into the ground?
What does it mean that an S-rank deterioration ability couldn't completely corrode the attack before being overwhelmed by a massive amount of mental energy and killed it?
The three disciples who had just been resurrected remained silent.
Their mental strength has dropped to level A.
It was as if his soul had been cut in half.
Just like the recyclers from not long ago.
The aftereffects of resurrection would only be hard to accept.
The person who created the mole was amazed.
"They fought like this with my intelligence? Could it be that monster Lou Wei has come?"
"Now look what's happened, the shelter project has failed to be completed."
According to the plan, the final step of building the shelter would be completed once the city was sacrificed.
It's a pity you failed to complete this important step; you're utterly useless.
"If you come, you'll die too."
The disciple glanced at him.
"That's hard to say."
The insider retorted.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
At this moment, the leader, who had a world-weary look on his face, spoke.
That's enough.
The entire room fell silent upon hearing those two words.
“We don’t have that much time left. Let’s expand into other countries. Although the results won’t be as good as in this country, at least there won’t be as many obstacles.”
The leader stood up, walked into the fire, and disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was standing on unfamiliar soil.
This is a lifeless land, the sky a hazy purple, unlike anything found on Earth.
This is his sanctuary, a permanent and special space constructed of malice.
It took years of planning to create this city-sized area.
It is different from the alternate dimensions created by other spatial ability users.
This place is independent and does not need to be a vassal of the main world.
Even if the original world is destroyed, the sanctuary will not be affected.
As long as they rely on the energy provided by the source fire, they can survive on this land.
Sourcefire has the function of storing malicious information.
The more civilized the environment, the greater the malice accumulated from doing bad things.
For example, in a chaotic country where killing is legal, killing at will does not generate much malice.
However, in civilized countries where killing is strictly prohibited, it can trigger a chain reaction and generate a huge amount of malice.
These are the cornerstones upon which the shelter exists.
The leader, recalling what his disciple had just reported, had a vague idea of what was going on.
"Could it be the destroyer of the world?"
But just then...
A profound voice echoed in his mind.
It sounded like a voice from the depths of the starry sky.
"Still running away...? Why not join us in revenge...? Maybe you can save your life this way..."
"Shut up! My fate won't be like yours!"
I will prove that the shelter path is the right one!
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