Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

Quantum reflexes were indeed a god-level specialty. His reaction speed had improved significantly, even faster than his vision. After repelling the falling creature from the air, Zhou Ning saw that it was a demigod-level Frost Lord. He was completely shocked.

Before it completely landed in the air, Zhou Ning shot it deadly, shattering it into a sky full of blue blood and ice chips.

Then, one after another, Frost Lords fell from the sky, smashing huge holes in the ground. Zhou Ning noticed that in addition to the falling snow, a silvery full moon had appeared in the sky.

But it's still daytime!

At the same time, waves of wolf howls were heard from all over the city.

This is the moon-chasing instinct hidden in the werewolf's bloodline taking effect. This is no ordinary moon!

Zhou Ning could sense that the moon was actually very close to him. Just by gazing at it, he felt as if his body, mind, and spirit were slightly ignited, burning, decaying, and fading.

Fortunately, I have the gift of transcendence to avoid being affected on a deeper level.

This phenomenon is very abnormal and may very well come from the authority related to the moon, or even from the influence of foreign gods.

If it is the former, it can only be that the Goddess of Life Elf used her own authority.

If it is the latter, the situation may be much more serious than you imagined, because it may truly reflect the coming of the end of the world in some way.

If I remember correctly, the Elf Goddess and the Creator God were both infected with the knowledge plague while gazing at the starry sky, and suffered varying degrees of contamination.

The moon is also part of the starry sky!

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Ning frowned. He felt that Warren Morton and the others seemed to be in danger nearby.

On the street not far away, Warren Morton was leading his students in a battle with an angel-level Frost Lord. Several werewolves were watching closely and were taking turns attacking them.

The Frost Lord is a quasi-mythical creature with an ice aura that can slow down attacks and movement speed. It is a perfect restraint for melee combat of a lower level than itself. Even though Warren Morton has the family motto of "courage", he still inevitably falls into a disadvantage.

After just one encounter, Warren Morton's body was covered with a thick layer of frost, and he fell into a state of frostbite, and his entire body was even in danger of collapsing.

One student could no longer withstand the head-on attack of the mythical creature and fell into a hysterical frenzy.

The angel-level combat power is simply not something they can contend with at the moment.

At this moment, Warren Morton was inspired and looked up. Under a silvery-white moon, a young man wearing a white top hat and a white and gold windbreaker jumped down from a great height. The windbreaker was lifted high and spread out behind him with a "whoosh".

Although slightly contaminated by the moon, Warren Morton recognized the other person's identity from those calm eyes:

After only a short while, the god walking among the humans changed his face and clothes.

Wayne Stewell!

Zhou Ning pulled the trigger continuously in the air, unleashing a fierce and violent storm of shooting.

Ding, ding, dang, eight or nine bullets in a straight line hit the Frost Lord's chest with incredible precision, gradually creating cracks. Then when the tenth bullet followed and hit the same position, it finally triggered a large critical hit, and the Frost Lord fell to the ground as if he was hit by an axe.

During this process, Zhou Ning did not use any authority, his attack ability was enough to do this.

"This..." Warren Morton actually knew that Wayne Stewell was currently walking in the human world in mortal form, and he was ready to help. But now, in just one second, the angel-level monster that he could not face at all was killed instantly.

He opened his mouth, wanting to give a compliment, but thinking that the other party seemed to be deliberately concealing his identity, he closed his mouth again.

The next two werewolves could only last one encounter. After just two or three shots, the two powerful werewolves fell to the ground.

"..." Warren Morton was fine after seeing this scene, but all his students were stunned, not knowing who this person was.

"I suggest you leave here for the time being, or hide behind me. I will protect you as much as possible." Zhou Ning put away the gun in his hand and said with a smile.

"We want to follow you." Warren Morton said without hesitation. The situation before him was too strange and there was a high possibility of unpredictable danger. Knowing the other party's true identity, there was no safer choice than following the other party.

Zhou Ning didn't care. There were benefits to letting the other party follow him, so he simply let them follow. He still had a few trump cards in his hands. If he encountered unpredictable danger, it wouldn't matter if he handed over a trump card.

Next, Zhou Ning pressed the hat on his head and walked around the city, constantly killing the werewolves ambushing in the city and various elemental creatures falling from the sky.

It's strange to say, even though he was killing, Zhou Ning also felt that his spirit was slowly settling down.

Warren Moulton and the students of Wick University followed Zhou Ning all the way, without even getting a chance to attack. They felt dizzy the whole time, as if they had had a very long dream in which they followed a powerful being and killed everyone.

In less than three hours, they had almost completely cleared out the city. But to their surprise, these werewolves seemed endless.

...What on earth is going on?" Warren Moulton asked cautiously.

As a fairly experienced transcendent, he actually had some guesses about the truth of the matter, and his questions were mainly for confirmation.

Zhou Ning looked up into the sky and said with a smile:

"The appearance of these werewolves is mainly due to the moon in the sky."

"Werewolves with stronger bloodline abilities will transform due to the full moon. That's logical, isn't it?"

Having said that, Zhou Ning once again looked up at the moon in the sky, and suddenly had a crazy idea:

"Without using my divinity or authority, is it possible for me to shoot down the moon in the sky simply by using my powerful attack?"

"If successful, it will probably be recorded in Genesis as a myth. To ascend to the power of destiny, one needs to change destiny three times, and currently there is only one. Perhaps this will be a good opportunity."

...How is this logical? Warren Moulton was about to speak when he saw Wayne Stewell suddenly pull out a revolver and point it at the moon in the sky.

Wait, what does this powerful god want?