Tianjing, on Twelfth Avenue.
One p.m.
Both sides of the avenue are full of bustling crowds, while the central road is completely blocked by horizontal bars.
The similar road is more than ten kilometers long, and it is the route of Li Anping's parade.
Many ordinary people in Daxia, as well as those foreigners who came to Daxia for tourism, stood on both sides of the road, waiting to watch the parade.
In the sky, a helicopter flew by from time to time, all of them were reporters from the TV station, preparing to shoot the live parade from the air, and broadcast the parade live from beginning to end.
On the street where the parade took place, a policeman stood every few meters, ready to maintain law and order.
Xi Lan and his master from a small country were also standing on the street at the moment, looking at the excited crowd around them with curiosity and anticipation.
Unlike most ordinary people, the most important purpose for a person with abilities like him to watch this parade is to see Li Anping. The man who is currently recognized as the strongest in the world and possesses god-like power.
He is like a peak, enough for countless ability users to look up to.
As one of the capable people, Xi Lan naturally wanted to see what Li Anping looked like with her own eyes. This is completely different from watching TV.
Xi Lan looked at the growing crowd around her and sighed, "There are so many people here. We don't have so many people in Star even during Chinese New Year."
His master said: "Of course, our whole country only has more than two million people, and on the Daxia side, Tianjing has a permanent population of more than 30 million. This situation is expected to last for several days.”
However, although there were many people, there was a faint layer of thought energy wrapped around the two of them. Although ordinary people around them were very close to them, no matter how hard they tried, it was impossible to really squeeze them. They are like two rocks in the sea, despite the wind and rain, they just stand here.
The master suddenly remembered something, and reminded: "By the way, if Li Anping appears later, don't use your thoughts to sweep him away. Do you understand?"
Xi Lan said impatiently: "I know, I know, the ambassador has said it many times, and my ears are about to pop out of hearing."
The master shook his head: "Although he talked a lot of nonsense, he was right this time. Just remember."
Xi Lan nodded casually, then suddenly narrowed her eyes, pointed across the street and said, "Look, Master, that person is so strange."
His master looked in the direction pointed by Xi Lan, and he could see a man in a black coat walking slowly among the crowd. The reason why he is strange is that he looks very strange. Although he is wearing a hat and a coat, gray skin can still be vaguely seen under the clothes.
Among humans, there are currently no gray skins.
But his master was not surprised, he just said: "It should be a bloodline or mutant ability user. Now that there are so many ability users in Tianjing, you can see all kinds of messes."
Although Xi Lan agreed with what the teacher said, she still felt that the man was very strange in her heart. But when he turned his head and looked over again, the man had already disappeared.
On the other side, the strange gray-skinned man passed through the crowd and walked into an empty alley. Behind him, a policeman patted his colleague and said, "That guy is kind of weird."
"Which guy?"
"Forget it, let me go and have a look." After finishing speaking, he followed in.
The police turned into a deserted alley and saw a man pacing slowly in front of him.
"Hey, wait a minute." The policeman quickly chased after him, and stopped two meters behind the strange man. With one hand on the gun at his waist, he asked, "Are you a capable person? Have you registered?" Is it?"
The man didn't speak, he just lowered his head and turned around slowly.
"Hey, I want to ask you something." The policeman frowned when he saw the gray flesh on the man's chin and said, "What's the matter with you, take off the hat."
The man smiled, slowly raised his palm, and took off his hat. With this movement of his, his entire face was exposed in front of the man.
It was a face like a dead man, with gray cheeks and pure white eyes without pupils. It was almost possible to act in a zombie movie without makeup.
It was obviously the first time that the policeman saw such a horrified face, and he took a step back subconsciously, but he seemed to realize that it was not polite to do so. Just as he was about to say something, he found that the man had already rushed towards him.
When he had just pulled out half of the pistol at his waist, the man's gray palm had already covered his entire face.
In the next moment, his entire body was sucked into the man's palm as if twisted into a ball of facial thread.
When he opened his eyes again, he could only see a gray sky with a blood-colored moon hanging in front of him.
And in front of him stood thousands of templars wearing power armor and holding great chainsaw swords in their hands.
At the moment when the policeman disappeared, this piece of information had already been transmitted layer by layer at an extremely fast speed. First his colleagues reported to the leader, and then the police submitted it to Daxia Longque.
So five minutes later, the two dragon bird guards were directly teleported to the alley where the incident happened, but the other party did very cleanly, and the policeman couldn't leave anything behind.
After some investigation, the two Dragon Sparrow guards failed to find anything, and the missing policeman still hasn't been found.
So they applied to use the intelligence network.
This information was uploaded directly to Liu Feng and Liu Sheng, who quickly approved the request and forwarded the application to Momo.
In the depths of Daxia Longque's base, Momo connected the Nianqi on his finger to the supercomputer and was doing new work. When he suddenly received an application to use the intelligence network, he didn't think much about it, and directly entered the name of the missing policeman into the intelligence network.
Government personnel like this are in Tianjing, and they are all monitored by Li Qian's ability.
"Wang Zheng?" With the name in his mouth, information about Wang Zheng immediately popped up on the screen.
"Wang Zheng ate poached eggs and bread in the morning, and then began to prepare for the security duties during the parade..."
Momo started to pull down quickly, and he jumped directly to the end, wanting to see where he disappeared.
"Wang is following Pluto to the alley..."
"Pluto sucked Wangzheng into Hades..."
After reading this, Momo's breathing became heavy unconsciously.
"The king is being pierced through the chest by Knight Claude of the Knights Templar..."
"Wang is dying..."
Momo looked at the information in disbelief, and shouted: "How is it possible?"
"Pluto should be dead, how could it appear again? Could it be someone with the same name and surname?"
"No, there is Netherland, is it really Hades?"
At this moment, the computer suddenly sounded an alarm.
"What's going on?" Momo looked at the screen solemnly. Under his operation, a large number of numbers swiped down from the screen like a waterfall
The information displayed on the screen showed that the entire Tianjing began to experience a large-scale power outage.
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Just when the top executives of Daxia Longque began to investigate the anomaly that appeared before them, Li Anping stood on a special car and started the parade. With a smile on his face, he waved to the people on both sides of the street all the way. Every wave of hands can bring a large crowd of cheers.
But when Daxia Longque discovered the existence of Pluto, and there was a large-scale power outage in the city, he did not change on the surface, but his murderous intent was deep in his heart.
Terrible thought energy surged out of his body in an instant, spreading in all directions like a tsunami.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Li Anping is still Li Anping. But in the eyes of capable people, Li Anping at this moment is like the incarnation of hell.
Nian Qi charged with strong malice and slaughtered hundreds of millions of human beings. At this moment, Li Anping seemed to even have a strong smell of blood in his Nian Qi.
The surrounding Jin Guang and Yan Bei turned pale at first, feeling as if they had walked to the gate of hell.
This was because Li Anping didn't target them, but simply checked the surroundings.
Some ordinary ability users on the street were even more unbearable. They were either pale or trembling, as if they were prostrate in front of the only king in the world, deeply afraid that any transgressive behavior would be struck like a thunderbolt.
On the high-rise building 500 meters away from Li Anping, Shang Zhenhai's heart sank when he saw the black thought energy coming from the pavement in the air.
"Exposed. Which bastard is so careless."
He turned his head and looked aside, Yulia was holding a giant sniper rifle more than two meters long, aiming at Li Anping's direction.
Shang Zhenhai looked at the Nian Qi that was close at hand and was about to sweep over them, and he didn't care about being heard by Li Anping, and shouted directly: "Yulia!"
"Damn it, I know." Yulia was sweating nervously, and the scope was fixed on Li Anping's eyebrows.
The next moment, Li Anping turned his head directly and looked at her position. That expression, as if he could really see him 500 meters away, was just a look, which already made Yulia's heart ache. Almost half a beat slower.
"Die to my old lady! Monster!"
The trigger was pulled, and with Yulia's roar, the bullet that must hit had already been discharged.
The gunshot rang directly through several blocks, and with this gunshot, it also represented the battle of the century, which belonged to the highest force of human beings, and had already started.
The strong lose, the stronger win, this is a war belonging to the strong.