The explosion instantly swept dozens of surrounding houses into it. These were all double-story apartments with yards, and the combined area was not small.
Huge flames rose into the sky wrapped in thick smoke, forming a small mushroom cloud that disappeared in an instant.
The shock wave blew the smoke into the air, making the surrounding space hazy.
When the explosion disappeared, a large amount of debris that had been blown up into the sky began to crackle and fall down.
In a collapsed house, half of the wall was suddenly pushed open, and a black giant climbed out of the ruins.
His body quickly shrunk and turned into Jack's appearance. There were no wounds on his body, but all his clothes were blown away.
Wow——
Bricks and stones fell, and Erica also climbed out of the rubble.
She was not so lucky. There were scratches all over her body, and she also had a mosaic all over her body.
When Jack saw the naked Erica, he turned his head away with disgust.
Then he saw the magician crawling out from the other side.
The magician was also in a very embarrassed state, and his clothes were in tatters, but they were much better than the two people who were running around naked.
"Where's the spider?"
"I'm here! I'm here!"
The three of them looked in the direction of the sound and saw two hairy legs that kept dancing - the little spider was stuck upside down in the ruins.
"let me!"
Jack immediately went up to help enthusiastically.
"Thank you Jack, you're such a good guy... Hey, where are you touching... Ouch!"
The little spider let out a strange cry that made people blush and their hearts beat.
Jack checked the little spider's development before pulling him out of the ruins.
If there weren't two other people there, Jack would definitely make Spider-Man understand how dangerous it is to have the back door exposed.
All four of them were out of danger, looking at the mess, they were speechless for a moment.
"This is the latest space fighter developed by the government."
Jack whispered: "Death can actually pull this thing down from the sky."
Space fighter is a new type of fighter that can perform combat missions in outer space for a long time.
The latest development is solar braking, so it does not carry a nuclear reactor for power, otherwise the explosion power will definitely be higher.
The four of them felt a sense of joy in their hearts.
It was too dangerous. Fortunately, Fang Cheng was far enough away from them when the plane fell, otherwise Qiaoqiao would definitely have died.
A figure suddenly flew from a distance and hovered in front of the four people.
Erica looked up and saw another person who made her hostile.
Ye Yuqing had long flowing hair, her hands and feet were wearing armor, and her eyes were burning with black flames.
"Have you seen my boyfriend?"
Ye Yuqing asked the four people in the English taught by Asaka Minghui and ignored Erica.
The little spider raised his middle fingers with both hands, and then tilted them in the direction of the center of the explosion.
"Right there, beauty, can I know your mobile phone number..."
Ye Yuqing had left them behind and flew towards the center of the explosion, where the flames had not yet extinguished.
Erica stared at Ye Yuqing's flying back and sneered: "That guy must be dead."
She couldn't wait to see Ye Yuqing crying sadly.
"Hey, I haven't seen the body yet, so I can't jump to conclusions so quickly."
Little Spider said quickly, he was still anxious about the bet he just made.
Erica was dissatisfied with Spider-Man's rebuttal and immediately started quarreling with him.
Jack said to the two of them: "Why don't we go over and take a look?"
He immediately received three middle fingers.
"The second wave of attacks from the God of Death hasn't come yet. Are you going to seek death?"
…
A large crater appeared in the middle of the explosion, and the wreckage of the plane was blown away.
Fang Cheng stood up from the bottom of the pit, made clothes with blood and put them on.
He withstood the impact of the space fighter. It cannot be said that he was intact, but he could only be said to have saved his life.
The God of War bloodline coupled with vector control offset most of the damage, and the remaining damage was not enough to cause fatal injuries to him.
Even if the first wave of attacks today has passed, as long as the second wave is blocked, the mission of the invitation letter has been completed.
Fang Cheng was about to leave this place and spend the rest of his time in an empty park.
The blazing flames in the ruins in front suddenly turned pale white, and condensed together into an illusory figure.
The figure's appearance gradually became clearer, including a long black cloak, a pale skull mask, and a huge scythe held tightly in both hands.
Fang Cheng's expression suddenly became solemn.
This classic image also has the Scythe of Cronus in his hand.
grim Reaper!
He holds a death scythe named 'Reaper', and his lower body is a burning white flame.
The eyes under the mask fell on Fang Cheng.
An invisible heavy aura emitted, turning the surrounding flames into white, and the hot air became cold.
Fang Cheng looked at the God of Death with no expression on his face, but felt confused in his heart.
what's the situation?
Could it be that the last wave of attacks was carried out by the God of Death himself?
Didn't you say that the upper limit of the attack is the trump card? The danger of this thing is more than the trump card no matter how you look at it.
Or is it that this guy can't afford to be impatient and is ready to take him away himself?
The shadow of death is getting clearer and clearer, and it seems that it is about to break some kind of boundary and change from illusion to reality.
Fang Cheng's sense of vigilance became stronger and stronger. He realized that he couldn't just watch, at least he had to find a way to interrupt the spell casting.
"A Cheng!"
Ye Yuqing finally arrived and quickly fell from the air to Fang Cheng's side.
She saw the shadow of the God of Death at a glance, and shuddered subconsciously, with goosebumps all over her body.
I always feel a little silly when I see the image of the God of Death, but when I actually face it, I realize how terrifying it is.
There is a feeling that the God of Death is standing in front of the gate of hell and waving to you, "Master, come in and play."
Fang Cheng did not let Ye Yuqing leave, but whispered: "Call someone."
"Who are you calling?"
"Call you thighs."
Ye Yuqing hurriedly raised her hands above her head and touched her upper body.
A ball of black flames rose from beneath her feet and engulfed her whole body.
When the black flame turned into a blazing cloak, Tsukimi Naruto arrived wearing silver armor and holding a giant sword.
As soon as she appeared, she immediately offset the cold aura brought by the God of Death.
And the God of Death's eyes immediately locked on her.
Yue Jianming looked back at each other.
The two gods looked at each other in silence, the oppressive atmosphere was as real as the surrounding white flames gradually dyed black.
The black and white flames are entangled with each other, causing the temperature to rise and fall.
Gradually, Fang Cheng found that the shadow of the God of Death became more and more blurred until it completely disappeared.
The surrounding white flames were also completely swallowed up by the black flames.
Death is gone.
Fang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to fight with a dangerous character here.
Win or lose, you will be invited to tea by the North American government tomorrow.
Yue Jianming turned to look at him: "Why did you get into such trouble?"
Fortunately, this is just a projection. If it were to come, Tsukimi Naruto would never be an opponent.
Because the legend and image of the God of Death is so widespread, almost all over the West, it is far beyond the reach of a god from a small religion like her in District 11.
Fang Cheng frowned and said, "There may be something wrong with the invitation I drew."
Bald Chief Tony, Victor, Julia, and those non-staff personnel.
Faces flashed through Fang Cheng's mind.
He is not good at deciphering, and these people are all suspicious to him.
Victor came here specifically to remind him that there was a mole last night, which was interesting.
Yue Jianming didn't give Fang Cheng any hint: "Be careful, I can't show up frequently in North America."
After saying that, she left without waiting for Fang Cheng to answer.
Ye Yuqing took back her body and blinked: "Is this the end?"
Fang Cheng nodded: "Otherwise, do you want to get another shot?"
Ye Yuqing obviously misunderstood, blushing and slapping him: "I hate it."
Unless the true body comes, there is an upper limit to the power of gods projected into this world.
Even if the God of Death escapes, he may not be able to defeat Fang Cheng and Yue Jianming, so it is normal to simply give up.
In this way, the level of death is over.
Fang Cheng and Ye Yuqing turned around and left the center of the explosion. The four guys outside had already fled the scene. It was probably the appearance of the God of Death and Tsukimi Naru that made them feel the danger.
Fang Cheng took out his mobile phone from the shadow. Fortunately, he had experience and kept important items in the shadow, otherwise they would be destroyed like his clothes.
As soon as I took out my phone, I received a call from Victor.
"Thank God, we can still get through."
Victor breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that you have escaped the first attack today."
He got the news that the space fighter had crashed, and when he saw that the crash site was above Fang Cheng's head, he knew what was going on.
"you are wrong."
Fang Cheng corrected him: "I have already escaped twice. Death will not come to me again."
Victor was silent for a while and then said: "You really surprised me."
What he thought would be his inevitable death was unexpectedly carried over by him.
Fang Cheng probed: "Do you know what the last attack of the God of Death was?"
Victor was also curious: "What is it?"
"you guess."
"Farke!"
Victor said angrily: "Do you need me to find a new place for you?"
His property here was destroyed by the explosion, and he was heartbroken.
But in order to win over Fang Cheng, he still had to bleed.
"No need, we will find it ourselves."
Fang Cheng rejected Victor's kindness, and he did not have 100% trust in this man now.
"Then you should have a good rest."
Victor didn't think much about it: "Tomorrow, Director Tony will reconvene you survivors, so be prepared."
After hanging up, Ye Yuqing asked from the side: "Is this guy who deserves a beating plotting against us?"
"how could I know?"
Fang Cheng was not nervous: "The other party will jump out sooner or later, and you will understand by then."
The two hurriedly left the explosion site. The crash of the space fighter was a serious accident, and it would not take long for the place to be blocked by the North American government.
I just found a hotel to deal with him for one night, and the evil ragdoll didn't show up again.
This made Ye Yuqing feel regretful. She also wanted to invite a few evil spirits to play a black game together.
Early the next morning, Fang Cheng's cell phone received a text message from the bald director.
The text message invited them, the survivors, to go somewhere for a meeting this evening.
According to the rules of Heaven's Gate, after passing the test of the invitation letter, they will notify the survivors in some way.
If we continue to hold meetings in the Security Bureau, we will obviously tell Heaven's Gate that we are here to be moles.
The day passed uneventfully, without the harassment of the God of Death and the rag doll, but the two of them actually felt a little bored.
After nightfall, Fang Cheng casually made an appointment with a driver on Uber.
When the two came out of the hotel, the driver waiting on the side of the road immediately showed a ghostly expression and subconsciously stepped on the accelerator to run away.
He had switched to taking orders on Uber, so why did he still meet these two people.
Fang Cheng reached out and grabbed the taxi: "Didn't you say your idol is a superhero?"
The driver cried sadly: "Now I am a fan of super criminals."
Fang Cheng smiled and said: "What a coincidence, I am a super criminal, give us a ride."
The driver didn't dare to object at all, so he could only let the two of them get in the car.
However, he quickly took out crosses, prayer beads, garlic, yellow charms and other anti-evil supplies and hung them all over the driver's seat.
Even Fang Cheng admired him for being able to pull out so many gadgets from under his butt.
Fortunately, the ragdoll didn't follow this time, otherwise the poor driver might not be able to sleep tonight.
…
The place where the bald director convened was a suburban villa. When Fang Cheng and Ye Yuqing arrived, it was already brightly lit.
The two pushed the door open and saw a group of people sitting in the living room.
The four guys who spied on Fang Cheng were all there, including the vampire who had taught Little Spider a lesson, and there were a dozen others, all of them non-staff who had accepted the invitation last time.
The original thirty-four people became twelve, and twenty-two died in seven days. This battle loss rate is quite terrifying.
Everyone was looking at Fang Cheng who walked in, including the arrogant vampire.
To be able to withstand the attack of death, both luck and strength are indispensable.
However, no one came up to get close to them, because Fang Cheng and Ye Yuqing were both outsiders, and they had taught Erica and Jack a lesson, so they seemed difficult to deal with.
After waiting for about ten minutes, the bald director Tony pushed open the door and walked in, followed by Victor and Julia.
The bald director glanced at Fang Cheng after entering the door. The newcomer, who was originally thought to be dead, was still alive, so he had to pay attention.
"Everyone!"
The bald director stood in front of everyone, just under the light, which illuminated his bald head like a light bulb.
"Take out all your invitations and put them on the table."
Everyone took out their invitations and placed them on the cleared table.
"When you pass the twenty hours of the test, a random secret address will appear on the invitation. You need to wait there. The Gate of Heaven will take you into the base."
The bald director explained, and at the same time he raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was only a few minutes away from twenty hours.
No one spoke for the next few minutes, just waiting quietly.
When the hands pointed to 8 o'clock, everyone's eyes fell on the twelve invitations on the table.
However, there is nothing on it.
The bald director frowned slightly, and the next moment, all the lights in the small villa were extinguished, and he was plunged into darkness.
There were screams and the sound of tables and chairs being knocked over. The entire floor and walls were shaking as if an earthquake was coming.
Then, a scream pierced the darkness.
