Chapter 5916 Limit

Actually, Su Ming doesn't really believe in miracles, and he never puts his hope in them.

For him, what matters is relying on reasoning and calculation to make things develop as much as possible according to the track he expected, rather than waiting for so-called miracles to happen.

His point of view is the more traditional one of "it all depends on man-made things", and he believes that people's subjective initiative is more important than metaphysics.

It's like playing a mobile game. You wash your face and burn incense before drawing cards, hoping that you will encounter a miracle of probability that will penetrate your soul. This is actually not as reliable as adding ten 648s to your game account.

It's not that I'm against taking a gamble when necessary, but for a lone mercenary who doesn't rely on teammates, it's best to be 80% sure before gambling on luck.

But Faris didn't mean any harm. There was an invisible thick barrier between this big meat pot-like creature and Su Ming. This was due to the different worldviews caused by time.

As a survivor who has experienced the destruction of the Eighth Sky, he really needs to believe in miracles, otherwise he would have gone crazy long ago if he had not persisted until now.

"Wait a minute, Deathstroke, be careful."

Just when Su Ming was about to move towards the bell tower, Faris pulled his arm and motioned to stop and look at the sky.

There were dark clouds in the sky that day, but the Black Mist Dragon was not seen. Instead, there was an ordinary-looking human being floating down quickly and silently.

Yes, it was falling. His flight path was like a falling feather, swirling down.

"What is it? Your acquaintance?" The lightsaber popped out of the palm of his hand. Su Ming was alert and asked his teammates: "If it is an enemy who is here to hinder us, then it means that the mystery is in the bell tower."

As he spoke, the man in the sky landed on the rooftop, and then his eyes immediately locked on the death knell, and his pupils instantly lit up with two black lights.

"No! Leave quickly." Farris planned to pull Deathstroke to retreat. He hurriedly explained: "This is a subordinate of CAAT, named Refugee. It is a weapon of mass destruction!"

When Su Ming heard the name, he immediately reacted. He picked up the huge piece of meat next to him, turned around and activated the speed force to avoid it.

But it seemed to be too late. The creature that landed on the roof exploded. In an instant, a large amount of black clouds erupted from its body, and formed a tentacle of CAAT, which shot towards the entire space.

In just an instant, everything in this fourth level disappeared, as if it had been turned into misty clouds.

The refugees who exploded with tentacles naturally dissipated. The huge tentacles without roots rotated in the void, as if observing the surroundings, and after confirming that everything had been destroyed by it, they seemed to disappear with satisfaction.

"Huh~~!" Su Ming put down Faris in his arms and raised his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat on his forehead. The golden current on his body slowly faded away. He raised his hand and made a small gap with two fingers: "How about I almost got caught by CAAT? My speed is pretty good, right?"

Yes, it was definitely not feasible to turn around and evacuate at that time, because Faris gave the code name of refugee.

Su Ming's information about CAAT was very limited, but he had heard of the name Refugee. In the "Immortal Hulk" comic, it was a refugee who self-destructed, eventually destroying the Eighth Sky.

So in his mind, this thing is equal to a bomb that can directly blow up an omnipotent universe.

In the midst of lightning and flint just now, Su Ming realized that no matter how he ran, he would definitely not be able to escape the explosion range. The only way to survive was to bet on his speed and immediately rush into the bell tower to complete the puzzle and enter creation. boundary.

It was indeed a bit of a gamble, but fortunately his previous judgment was correct. The mystery was in the clock tower. He pressed several letters on the clock in sequence to form the word "where", and then the teleportation started.

At the last moment, he even saw the aftermath of the destruction of the fourth level of the Divine World, and saw huge dark tentacles slapping the ground.

It was really just a little bit close, but I still survived, relying on the intelligence advantage from my previous life.

Of course, even if you are hit, you won't die, but it is really possible to disappear for 150 million years. This is likely to happen if you are punched into the void.

At this time, Faris was already soft and he collapsed on the ground beside him, trembling slightly.

However, he obviously did not lose strength because of fear, but was excited. His voice came with breath: "You did it, Deathstroke, you reversed the past that should have happened, and you did not disappear in that battle."

It’s done, this is the solid first step to reverse the tragic fate of the Ninth Sky. As long as the death knell does not disappear, mankind has a great chance of winning.

"Haha, thank you. If you hadn't reminded me that it was a 'refugee', I might not have been able to react." Su Ming hammered his lower back with his backhand. He had exerted too much force just now and had a slight muscle strain. He needed to Strangler repaired the cells: "It turns out that this is the reason why I disappeared in another timeline. It was you who helped me reverse everything, my friend."

"Hehe." Faris smiled sheepishly, and the skin of his body turned light pink.

"So refugees are actually a kind of power projection channel." Su Ming sat on the ground, looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and lit a cigarette for himself: "CAAT split the refugees and let them wander around, and when they found After the target notifies its owner, the CAAT can use their body to descend a part of its own body."

"It looks like this. I support your judgment." Faris touched the grass under him with his tentacles, and then he felt a little lucky after the disaster: "But we actually don't know much about refugees, because It only appeared once, in the final day of the Eighth Firmament."

"Well, it's not all bad." Deathstroke took a puff of cigarette, feeling the nicotine enter his blood, and the atoms began to flow: "It seems that everything has been killed?"

"I don't know, I hope so." Darouli shook as if he was laughing: "Anyway, we have entered the world of creation, and we shouldn't be discovered by the enemy so quickly."

He was also quite curious about this place. It was obviously his first time here. Although it had no head, face or facial features, its chubby body was still spinning. This might be a process of observation.

Surrounded by endless grassland, the plants are all healthy light green, the sunshine above the head is very warm, and the colors of the blue sky and white clouds are also on point.

Except for the lack of living creatures, everything here looks beautiful. No, maybe it is because there are no living creatures that it looks beautiful.

Scenery is more beautiful when you can’t see other people. After all, no one wants to take pictures of the scenery, but all they take are other tourists in the scenic spot, right?