Chapter 997: The authority of the entire abyss (3)
The power that a generation of researchers had mastered was indeed too strong.
Even the lunar eclipse Research Institute, which was like a god in the eyes of mortals, was powerless against them.
It was as powerless as a mortal facing a God.
And in this helpless state, Xue Jia suddenly said in a low voice, “”Before this, I didn’t know that my only consciousness was here.”
Professor an was a little surprised. He didn’t understand why professor an suddenly said this.
But Xue Jia quickly added, ” however, I’ve indeed made preparations to meet these teachers and seniors.
Professor an’s eyes widened as he realized something.
“Also, I’m not the only one who’s prepared,” Xue Jia said.
Professor an’s heart trembled, and a strong sense of anticipation burst out from the depths of his heart.
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hahahahaha ...
All of a sudden, an extremely twisted and strange laughter came from the chaotic battlefield. It was clearly heard by everyone. Even the chaotic and disorderly strangeness was mostly attracted by this strange laughter.
Countless gazes looked over subconsciously, or rather, they did not even need to look up.
Due to the radiation of mental power, they saw a clear and shocking scene.
In the other direction of the Research Institute, a group of people dressed in all kinds of colors appeared.
It looked like a circus.
They were riding on the back of an elephant. Some were dressed like magicians, some looked like clowns, some had strange two heads, and some were tall and strong, almost pressing down on the elephant below, making it. little breathless as it walked ...
What was even more bizarre was what was behind them.
In mid-air, a huge clown was walking over with a weird smile.
“Shouldn’t it be holding the crown that it stole, hiding in the dark and laughing day after day?”
“..”
The black-robed Bishop did not fall into a state of confusion because of this doubt. He made his decision at the first moment.
He stopped for the first time and turned around to look at the old researcher in a white coat.
The old researcher understood. He gently put down his pipe and took out a playing card from the Jeep.
There was also a strange pattern on the back, but on the front, there was only a Crimson Moon sitting in the sky above the city. The drawing was very simple. However, at first glance, one would feel that the picture on it was not like it was shot or drawn. It was unusually real.
This was a trump card.
After he got the card, he was silent for a moment and then said to himself, ”
instead of letting these children hold unrealistic hopes and waste their beautiful lives in the fight against us ...
“Why don’t we just make them despair!”
“..”
“..”
This thought dispelled his final hesitation. He gently held this trump card between his fingers.
He took a deep breath and put the card to his mouth.
It looked like he was talking to the card in a low voice.
The next moment, endless spiritual threads suddenly surged out of the card.
Or rather, it was not gushing out, but being absorbed.
There was some kind of mental power in this trump card, which instantly connected with reality and formed a wonderful resonance.
In the next moment, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
This included the brutal and vicious Army of tyrants, who were willing to destroy everything. They all stopped abruptly.
Every spiritual creature felt a strange sense of danger.