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Chapter 50 Sunrise at Sea

It's just a dream that's gone.

In this steam world full of high temperature radiation and unpleasant smell, seeing the clouds like garbage buried, listening to him telling a joke, Jing Jiu remembered a word.

Of course, this is inexplicable, just like the experience of Chen Yunming at this time.

If Chen Yunbu can still tell jokes, he will naturally not die. Of course, his body has been destroyed like this and there is no value for rescue.

There was a lot of dust floating under the huge mushroom cloud, and there was a faint smell of gravitational field in the deepest part of the dust, which made Jing Jiu feel very uncomfortable.

He waved his hand, and several sword lights broke through the air, taking away the dust, revealing the picture inside.

The gravitational field device has been melted into a metal paste stream by a high temperature of tens of millions of degrees, and it cannot be seen as it was originally.

A space crack floated on the black reef.

Under the dark sky light, the space crack was like eyes condensed from black sulfur, with some burning marks remaining on it, which looked extremely terrifying.

This space crack was melted not long ago, and it seems that it was the cause of the explosion.

If Shen Yunbu was not buried in this vacation star, if he hadn't carried a nuclear-powered furnace with him, if this space crack continued to expand, the sea of ​​dark objects came here... how many more could the hundreds of millions of tourists and staff on this planet survive?

The question is how this space crack was created? How did this high-level gravitational field generation device appear on a vacation planet?

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When the high-order gravitational field generator hidden deep in the seabed is activated, Shen Yunming felt it.

At that time, he was standing by the window, muttering thick tobacco in his mouth, holding strong wine in his hands, and slept with pajamas around his waist, imitating despair and playing loneliness.

From afar, to be precise, the vibrations on the other side of the planet and the faint ion discharge at extremely high altitudes of the atmosphere instantly attracted his attention.

If he could, he wouldn't want to see these or feel them, because then he would put down his glass of wine, spit out thick tobacco, break the window and go out to do those exhausting work, and face unknown risks.

Unfortunately, his transformed eyes are more sensitive than the most advanced warship monitoring system. What's even more helpless is that he doesn't like this universe and thinks that the humans in the Galaxy Alliance are extremely stupid and idiotic, and they are not good-looking, but he is the son of human civilization and has no choice but to have some sense of responsibility.

This kind of gravitational field device is impossible to appear on ordinary residential planets because it is very easy to cause space cracks. If space cracks appear and the planet is soaked in the sea of ​​dark objects, what big things will happen?

The warship is on the other side of the star, and the Jing Jiu is on the sun. There is no other ascender in the universe within the 17-hour standard voyage, so he can only take action.

He broke the floor-to-ceiling window.

When the slightly cold night wind and dark light poured into the suite, waking up the red **zi under the white sheets, he had already flew over the dividing line between day and night, crossed countless huge waves, came to the depths of the sea, and once again broke through thousands of meters of sea water, came to the wet seabed, and saw the gravitational field device that was about to collapse, and the space crack that was slowly breaking out...

Looking at this scene, even he felt chill. It was obvious that this high-level gravitational field generator was deliberately transported to this planet and placed secretly on the bottom of the sea, with the purpose of opening a crack in the dimensional space and bringing in the sea of ​​dark objects.

Without hesitation, he reached out to touch the silver earrings on his left earlobe, thinking that people on this planet were so lucky that they should all go to the casino to play for two games today.

This planet is indeed very lucky. When it came to such a big disaster, it happened to meet him on vacation here.

Fortunately, the ultrafine particle-based nuclear power furnace has been successfully developed, and the melting equipment is placed in his silver earrings.

The unimaginable light and heat turned into a torrent, spraying towards the expanding cracks of the space. With the hissing sound, the remaining sea water and the unknown objects that surged from the different space all turned into nothingness.

The miniature nuclear power furnace emits bright light, like a small sun, illuminating the huge walls of sea water around it and illuminating the frightened and blank eyes of many sea fish.

The sea level was thousands of meters above his head, and suddenly there were many howling sounds coming from there. Then dozens of white lines appeared in the sky.

Before the sounds arrived at the sea, Chen Yunmeng monitored the other party's existence. Without any surprise, he sneered and said, "The pearl of rice grains also shines brightly!"

As a fan of traditional immortal novels, he is used to speaking in this kind of sentence when there are no onlookers.

It just reminds me of dozens of standard missiles flying from high altitude, and this sentence can't help but seem a little too high.

The next moment he sensed the intensity of the rays of the warheads and his expression changed slightly: "I'll fuck your mother."

Compared with the previous sentence, this is really a striking twist.

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Those standard missiles are not powerful multi-phase nuclear warheads, but ultra-carbon structure thin beam collecting bombs.

The name of this warhead sounds very complicated, but it is actually very simple. It is used to destroy the outer defense of the warship, and it can naturally also work on the mecha.

In a sense, Chen Yunmeng is a very powerful human-type mecha, and these warheads are naturally targeted at him.

If it were normal, he would not care about these explosive bombs. He would fail in the mist and rain whenever he left.

The problem is that now he has no way to leave the seabed, so he can only choose to hold on.

In a moment, several standard missiles first arrived at the bottom of the huge seawater pit, releasing hundreds of ultra-carbon structure thin beam collecting bombs.

In the clear and terrifying dense cutting sound, the reefs on the seabed turned into powder, and countless cracks appeared on his body, and his white clothes were shattered.

What is really troublesome is that the space melting equipment is disturbed by those ultra-carbon structure thin beams and becomes unstable.

The space crack began to expand again, heading towards a stable form.

More standard missiles, with more explosive bombs, fell from sea level several thousand meters high like countless meteorites, and smashed towards Shenyun's head.

Without hesitation, he urged the defense method he learned from the stone people in Chenwushan to the maximum, stretched out his right hand to form the Chengtian sword formation, popped out hundreds of talisman papers from the earrings with his fingers, and then held the miniature nuclear power furnace in his hand and stuffed it into the crack of the space.

This picture looks like a person holding the sun to illuminate the night.

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Then there was the earth-shaking explosion.

The energy fluctuations generated by the explosion were clearly captured by the Lieyang warship 700 million kilometers away, not to mention this planet.

All cities sounded harsh alarms, and all terminals showed super earthquake warnings, but the source of the earthquake was different, as if the entire planet was quaking.

A red sun rose from the sea, illuminating the whole world, and even some places in the middle of the night saw sunrise.

The missiles were instantly vaporized, countless sea water turned into fog, a giant flower grew between the sky and the earth, the reef turned into sulfur glass, and the crack in the space was melted.

Chen Yunming became the ghostly appearance he is now.

Of course, he told Jing Jiu that this story was not about speaking, but about communicating spiritual consciousness.

People like them can communicate directly with spiritual consciousness. They are just a habit of speaking, or they can be said to like it. Now time is urgent.

Jing Jiu said: "I didn't expect you to work so hard."

Chen Yunming's expression was very serious, and it looked terrible on the half-squashed face, saying, "Those people want me to die, of course I can't do what they want."

He is indeed not dead yet, but he is almost there.

Jing Jiu informed the Lieyang and Jiaowei warships, grabbed his remaining hand, and prepared to drag him away.

Chen Yun was furious and said, "Are you carrying your bag or going to the supermarket to shop!"

Jing Jiu said, "Your hand is in the way."

Chen Yunmeng complained, "You just pull it off."

Jing Jiu thought this was indeed the reason, so he grabbed his head, stepped on his throat, and pulled it hard...

With a sneer, Chen Yun's head was pulled down.

He blinked his eyes and realized what was going on. He sighed and said earnestly to Jing Jiuyu: "If you pull your hands in the way, just pull your hands. What should I do if I pull my head?"
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