"Run!"
Some devout believers are still kneeling on their knees and mumbling prayers. They don’t believe that their prophets will crush them.
The aircraft carrier is getting closer and closer to the ground, and it is gradually less than 2 meters.
Some unconvinced believers also got up and ran away desperately. After all, it was terrible for an aircraft carrier to ride on its face!
At this time, I heard a buzz and a luminous ring with a diameter of several hundred meters suddenly appeared in the sky.
The aircraft carrier gradually fell into the ring, as if it were covered by something, and gradually disappeared until the whole aircraft carrier fell into the ring and disappeared.
Then "om" a circle suddenly closed.
The believers looked up and there was a blue sky and white clouds above their heads.
In the White Wolf City, there was an old roar saying, "Let’s move!"
This is the latest big toy of the owner!
Chapter 121 Lord Zhuang’s War!
The huge aircraft carriers in the White Wolf City are slowly descending one by one, and the Nasserians are driving pack dogs to meet them.
Looking at the shocking wounds and cracks, I couldn’t help shaking my head. At the beginning, this big guy was really dangerous and almost hurt its nuclear reactor.
"All right, everyone, come and take it to us!" Old boom a pack of dog head ordered to the aircraft carrier
"Departure?" The navy rejected Brown very much and shouted, "What are you thinking? The next repair is likely to move the nuclear reactor. Are you sure you want to keep the ship? "
"But …" Several technical officials looked at Lao Bang and looked around him. Brown wanted to refute but couldn’t say it.
Just then, a soldier suddenly cried, "Sir, something is wrong!"
"What’s the situation?" Brown turned away.
……
Flat ocean in the east of Fusang
Violent storm rages in the sea, waves surge, and a raging volcano is in the center of waves and storms. The top of its crater is facing the top typhoon eye, and an invisible hot column connects heaven and earth, constantly giving energy to this storm.
It’s as dark as midnight, and the crazy magma gushing out is even more dazzling, like blood gushing out of the earth!
At this time, the typhoon has covered thousands of kilometers, and more than half of Fusang Prefecture has been shrouded, almost completely covered by clouds. Some people doubt that Fusang is not on the earth.
The raging sea surges into the city and into the streets.
Terrible hurricanes flattened houses, rolled up cars, leveled cities …
Most of the Fusang people have moved to relatively solid public facilities and disaster prevention facilities, shivering together with the howling wind and crowded outside …
Intermittent sounds came from the radio that was almost gone.
Vaguely hear the sentence "God bless the mulberry"
But now the Fusang people are so desperate that they can’t even shout slogans.
When they first shouted God bless Fusang, the storm ravaged the whole Fusang and destroyed half of their entire agricultural capital.
When they shouted out God bless Fusang for the second time, the mountain didn’t die. The crazy eruption leveled more than a dozen large and small towns and swallowed more than two million people.
Now they want to shout out God bless Fusang. How many people will be left after Fusang this time?
Even the gun prophet Olion and the former martial arts master of Fusang Sword God failed. Who can save them?
I’m afraid even a miracle will not happen at this time.
After all, this world will not belong to a miracle. If it comes, it must come.
Suddenly they heard a high-pitched sound on the radio.
"There are people who work hard!"
"We still have hope!"
"Brewer … hiss …"
"What?" A man with a radio in the corner listened to the intermittent sound on the radio and was so angry that he shot it several times, but the sound was still very unclear.
I don’t know if it’s a volcano or a storm or something else that interferes with the wave.
Or maybe it’s just that his radio is wet because of the humidity.
There’s hope?
Someone else saved us?
Whoever comes to help us …
Whoever it is …
……
Volcano Island Indigo (Yi Huang) holds the shoulder volcano manufacturing machine.