The people in the wasteland started an uproar.

The wasteland's top-notch psychic was chopped to the ground without any ability to resist, and he didn't even use his divine relics and various props. This is simply impossible!

"Wait, this murderous aura, this is..."

Many powerful wasteland warriors gathered at the entrance of the passage, watching the scene on the other side.

The thick murderous aura was like the god of death descending, swooping down to cover the sky and the sun. Even though they were far apart, it made everyone's heart tremble.

The dazzling sunlight and the azure sky act as a dividing line between the wasteland shrouded in poisonous fog and filled with darkness and chaos.

Everything was silent, and everyone was silent, staring at the other end of the passage.

Under the blue sky.

A man dressed in black stood sideways, holding a sword in one hand, blood dripping from the blade, his hair slowly blowing in the wind, his face covered by a mask, his features could not be seen clearly, but his dark golden pupils were scorching and terrifying, like a raging flame that swept across everything and burned all sins.

There he stood.

All the strong men in the wasteland held their breath, and memories from ten thousand years ago flooded into their minds. The endless and terrifying memories stimulated everyone's nerves.

It was an ancient rumor from thousands of years ago, which has disappeared in the dust of history. However, the fear brought by this sentence still flows in the soul of everyone in the wasteland.

The catastrophe is coming, the judge slaughters all living things, bathes in the blood of gods, and walks to the end of the world. He rises with the sword and ends with the sword.

silence.

Dead silence.

No one dared to speak.

Until the sound of swords rang out.

Swinging the blade to wipe away the blood, Su Yi slowly raised his head, his eyes indifferently scanning everyone in the other world through the tunnel, and slowly said:

"This world is peaceful and has no need for others to interfere. Anyone who crosses the border will die by the sword."

Chapter 290: Alone, Crossing Two Worlds (4k)

"This world is peaceful and has no need for others to interfere. Anyone who crosses this border will end by the sword."

The sound echoed in the passage, as if time had stopped for a moment.

The strong men of the wasteland clenched their weapons. The enthusiasm of discovering the alien world quickly dissipated, and was instead filled with a deep sense of unease. The same doubts emerged in their hearts.

Why is Sequence 2 guarding the door?

He was able to kill a top-notch expert in an instant. Was he really seriously injured and exhausted of energy as the rumors said?

It is completely unimaginable that this arrogant attitude belongs to a seriously injured person.

"Wait, he... he's not coming to kill me, is he? If Sequence Two returns to the wasteland and joins the Sword Wielder again, wouldn't that lead to disaster?"

"No, we can't let him come back. We've already lost ground in the fight against the Sword Wielder, and the battle lines have been shrinking recently. If a Sequence Two returns, we won't be able to contend..."

"Quick, close the passage! Fokroso, close the passage!"

The strong men of the wasteland who had experienced the catastrophe 10 years ago shouted in unison. The scene at this moment stimulated their trauma and haze. When they recalled the past, even their legs were trembling and they were completely unable to straighten their backs. The fear that had been engraved deep in their souls would never disappear.

"Don't panic. The passage has just been created and hasn't been fully developed yet. It's one-way, so he can't get through..."

Fokroso replied to everyone in a cold mechanical voice. While saying this, his eyes were still fixed on the other end of the passage. He didn't dare to look away for fear that something unexpected would happen.

He and Sequence Two can be considered old acquaintances.

They had dealt with each other before he became a complete apostate and was completely abandoned by God. So many years had passed.

As the top scientist in the wasteland, Fokroso had already transformed his brain with the help of various drugs and machines, setting it up to store more knowledge while deleting unnecessary systems such as emotions.

However, even so, when he saw the person in front of him, he still felt the fear from within the machine soul, and the various base systems and codes that appeared in front of him were slightly confused.

I am already restricted and cannot judge the person in front of me at all. How much strength is there in the world now?

The atmosphere fell into a brief stalemate, and everyone around held their breath. Although only a few minutes had passed, the standoff seemed incomparably long.

suddenly.

A roar resounded throughout the wasteland. A warrior belonging to the Fierce Ones jumped out from the team with a blood-red sword in hand. His aura surged, and it seemed that countless souls were imprisoned in the blade. The entire sky was reflected with endless blood.

"You're just one person. No matter how strong you are, what can you do? You're a Sequence Two, right? Apostate, I will take your head as a sacrifice to the gods!"

After that, he rushed out first under the gaze of everyone.

As expected of a fierce battle maniac...

Everyone thought in their hearts that the people who rushed out were guys who became famous in the last few hundred years. They were considered to be the younger ones in this team and had not experienced the catastrophe for 10 years. However, in terms of direct strength and the level of close combat between each other, the extremely fierce ones were definitely the best among the best in the wasteland.

At this moment, a thought came to everyone's mind: Did Sequence Two rely on a sneak attack to win just now?

After all, Colette is good at setting up illusions and using her bloodline inheritance to fight defensive battles, but her melee ability is quite lacking.

If you are caught off guard, you may be killed instantly.

“Go, go, go!”

"Kill him, kill him!"

"Kill this apostate!"

The same thought came to everyone's mind. They shouted and cheered madly, and were unusually united. There was no strange thoughts or distractions in their minds, and they only wanted to eliminate the person in front of them.

It is enough to hold on for 30 seconds. As long as Sequence Two does not kill anyone within 30 seconds, they can continue to send reinforcements. At that time, with the help of human wave tactics, there is still a chance of winning.

Go!

Amidst the support and expectations of the crowd, the killers from the Extremely Strong entered the passage, brandishing their bloody swords and heading straight for the man in black in front of them.

however.

Su Yi stood in front of the other party without dodging, staring into the passage. There was no expression in his eyes, only endless murderous intent in front of him.

Wait until the figure jumps out of the passage.

Swing the sword.

The sharp blade passed by.

The flames of the heart that cover the sky and the sun devour everything.

A shrill roar broke through the air, as if the sky was revealing the thunder of chaos.

The fierce warrior, who was originally very powerful and famous for his close combat, was chopped into pieces in an instant, with blood and flesh flying everywhere and bones splattered everywhere, as if he had stepped into hell after crossing this passage and was swallowed up instantly.

In everyone's eyes, there were only the flying blood and the blazing flames.

Even the long sword was covered with flames, and it emitted the roar of wronged souls, as if it was being purified and transformed into invisible smoke and dust.

"Another instant kill..."

All the powerful wasteland warriors gasped, their eyes trembling, as if they were also injured by the sword energy. Their faces were extremely ferocious, and some of them even couldn't help but retreat.

Not to mention 30 seconds, I couldn't even last 1 second.

I don't know what tricks Sequence Two used.

As the extremely fierce one rushed out of the tunnel, his body paused strangely, and was cut in half in an instant. Under the superb and gorgeous swordsmanship, he had no chance to resist at all.

It is clearly a world with scarce energy, and they have clearly fought a great battle with the Tuner, so why does Sequence Two still have such powerful strength!

There seems to be no difference from when he was at his peak.

Why is this happening? Why is this apostate so powerful?

now.

There are many powerful men in the wasteland, and they have already undergone various strengthening and transformations. They are all powerful and good at fighting.

However, the reckless person had already paid with his life, and no one dared to step forward.

In the dead silence, he faced the gazes of many powerful people.

Su Yi stepped on the blood that had not yet dried and slowly walked forward. His fierce posture and strong murderous intent made the strong men in the wasteland next to the passage retreat out of life instinct.

His dark golden pupils swept across the front with great majesty, and he shouted in a deep voice that came from the depths of hell.

"It seems the wasteland hasn't forgotten me yet. I will definitely go back."

"Everyone present here, including those disgusting gods, will be judged and will pay the price for their sins."

click-

He took a step toward the passage.

This one-way passage actually had cracks appearing from the other end, as if it was going to tear apart the space, the restraints, and all the shackles. Nothing could stop him.

The heart flame burned fiercely, illuminating the darkness and chaos of the wasteland. The sound of space shattering became louder and louder, and cracks kept emerging around it.

Sequence Two seemed to be forcibly breaking through the barrier between the two realms and descending back into this world.

"No, no! We can't let him come over here. We absolutely cannot let Sequence Two return to the wasteland!"

Everyone was horrified, and in an instant all the strong men present responded by wielding their most powerful weapons and attacking the passage.

All of a sudden.

Explosions roared, and a surging energy storm swept through the entire stronghold, with poisonous gas, flames of judgment, heat rays, and curses that thirsted for life all coming at them.

Countless forces in the light intertwined, entangled, and connected with each other. Various key props were activated to amplify themselves, and even take out magical objects to attack the entrance of the passage.

The tremendous energy condensed into a ring, spreading and opening up the surrounding area. Countless explosions overlapped each other, turning into a symphony of death and destruction.

The space tunnel completely collapsed, and the resulting space storm swept across the entire stronghold. There were sharp sounds, and the high-strength stronghold walls were shattered. The instruments and equipment in the operating space were immediately affected and fell into endless turbulence.

But everyone still felt it was not enough, and they attacked frantically to vent the anxiety brought about by seeing Sequence Two, wanting to steal the burden in their hearts through destruction and damage.

Under the endless bombardment, everything was completely devoured, the entire stronghold was destroyed and turned into ruins, poisonous fog and energy storms arose, and the surroundings were completely razed to the ground.

The crowd reluctantly stopped.

"Damn it! What are you doing? Do you know how difficult it is to open this passage? If we destroy this passage, it will take a lot of resources and time to build another one!"

Looking at the idiots who were still attacking nearby, Fokrosso scolded them loudly. He said that many parts of this passage were under his personal control and it took a huge amount of effort to build it. He didn't know how much effort he had spent.

If you want to close the space tunnel, you can easily do it by operating the instrument. Why destroy everything?

These instruments that required cooperation between the two worlds to construct were destroyed, all the efforts were ruined, and all the hard work was burned!

All is gone, all is gone!

This is really a stupid act. I am afraid that for a long time afterwards, the wasteland will no longer be able to exert influence on that world.

however.

Faced with this kind of reprimand.

The surrounding wasteland warriors were dismissive. On the contrary, they were relieved and had no melancholy or sadness about the failure of their plan.

"So what? Sequence Two is in that world. He's not injured at all and still possesses formidable strength. If we can trap this guy there forever."

"Even if I have to give up a world as a prison, it's worth it! We absolutely cannot allow him to return to the wasteland."

This statement immediately received a lot of recognition.

"That's right! We absolutely cannot let him come back. We must wait at least a few hundred more years. Until the millennium after the 10th year of the catastrophe, the gods will send down another tuner who can punish heretics. Then we can find a way to fight him."

"As long as we hold on until then, the Sword Wielder will have nothing to fear."

Everyone was in high spirits, trying to use words to cover up their fear and frustration at the failure of their plan. The scene fell into complete chaos.

Those who had not experienced the catastrophe in the past 10 years remained silent at this time, and no one knew what they were thinking.

Only Fukuroso looked at everything around him coldly, with contempt flashing in his eyes. He did not get entangled with this group of people anymore, nor did he want to discuss anything with this group of people who were not capable of accomplishing anything great.

Eight robotic arms moved, and the mechanical patterns began to operate, carrying his body away into the distance.

These people still underestimate Sequence Two.

The vanguard sequence that underestimates the sword wielders.

If he still has such strength and huge energy, how could the shackles of a mere world trap him, not to mention that the other party has a space-based ability user who is powerful even in the wasteland.

That day will come sooner or later, and he might not be able to survive until the next tuner is born. And even if he can survive, Sequence Two has already killed one tuner. Will he really be afraid of the second one?

Not to mention that hundreds of years have passed, the strength of the sword holder now is no longer the same as before. If this continues, all he will face next is defeat.

did not expect……

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