MTL - Darkness is Coming-Chapter 636 Nuke Sword Fairy

   "Not bad, wonderful." Wen Yan raised his hands and clapped his hands gently, his eyebrows and eyes turned into willow leaves, and said with a smile, "Then what?"

  's disdainful eyes perfectly interpret Wen Yan's subtext: Then what? What's the use of this?

Perhaps the special alloy mastered by Yu Qian can cut through Wen Yan's skin, but so what? With Yu Qian's strength, he would never touch Wen Yan's hair. To deal with the exhausted Yang Xiaoqian, he can easily be pressed to death with just a little finger.

Yu Qian looked at the smile on Wen Yan's face, and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips. He laughed lightly at first, and then the laughter grew longer. The **** start to accelerate and spiral upward at increasing speed, and judging from their trajectory, they will eventually meet over Yuqian's head.

"Then?" Yu Qian opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blackened blood poured out of his throat, "Then I want to tell you that villains don't always die from talking too much, they may also die from listening to too much nonsense. , hehe, why do you think I tell you that? I don't have the habit of sharing secrets with my enemies."

   Wen Yan is clear, Yu Qian said those words to delay time, he knew that if he didn't say something true and interesting, he would not be able to attract his attention.

  Why does Yu Qian delay time? Seeing the dirty blood spurting out of Yu Qian's mouth, Wen Yan suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The black fog quietly dissipated, but there was still no blue sky and white clouds as far as the eye could see. There was only a strange and cool color, which was the color of some kind of metal element. From the height, it was a metal ball with a diameter of more than ten meters. .

   "Let me read more? You should read more! Who the **** told you that metal can only be used as a cold weapon? Huh? Do you know what it is?"

Hearing Yu Qian's frantic shouting, Wen Yan vaguely guessed where her ominous premonition came from. She looked at Yu Qian in amazement, and Yu Qian showed a smug smile, but her handsome face had become terrifying at this time. The nose, eyes and ears were bleeding faintly, and the seven orifices bleed, and then the blood mist spread out from the whole body.

   Blocking the line of sight is a metal ball wrapped with enriched uranium!

"The Missile Sword Immortal isn't interesting enough, is it? Then let's see how the Nuclear Bomb Sword Immortal is!" Yu Qian stretched out his arms at shoulder height, stared at Wen Yan with his festering and bleeding empty eyes, and quickly pressed his chest down. Booming out two words, shaking my breath.

   "Sword come!"

Outside the metal ball, a three-foot long sword engraved with the word "Zhenyuan" stabbed at the metal ball like a lightning thorn piercing the sky. It is small and inconspicuous, silent, but the momentum is like a rainbow, and it goes forward.

A large amount of enriched uranium is wrapped in the metal ball, which is distributed everywhere and separated by alloys, while the miniature version of Zhenyuan sword is also wrapped with a considerable amount of enriched uranium. When the two enriched uranium sealed in the alloy metal layer collide together, the Add "Fuse Detonating Detonator": controllable neutron source, you can create a simple version of the nuclear bomb. In fact, the structure of most nuclear bombs is to put two pieces of uranium that do not exceed the critical mass in a high-temperature and pressure-resistant airtight container, and then let them combine to exceed the critical mass when they detonate, increasing the amount of fissile material, which can cause A small-scale nuclear explosion, and after pulling the fuse of the controllable neutron source, it was a big explosion that shattered the sky.

  When a shooter has no confidence in his shooting ability, how can he make sure that his bow and arrow hit the heart? Master Yu gave a philosophical answer to this question: since it can't be hit, draw a red heart where the arrow is. Since there is no way to ensure that the nuclear bomb will hit Wenyan directly, and the power of thermal radiation is not enough to destroy Wenyan, Then make a nuclear bomb beside Wen Yan and detonate it directly!

  Wen Yan changed color suddenly, her body swelled suddenly, and instantly turned into a giant ten meters high. She wanted to break the thick alloy ball wall and leave the detonation center, but an invisible shield blocked her fist.

   A black mass showed his figure, like a shadow coming out of the void, his body was half-empty and half-solid, wearing armor, holding a shield in one hand and a knife in one hand, no facial features on his face, only a horizontal stripe.

   In the face of an opponent who is also a giant, the Black Specter gave up its stealth advantage and confronted it dignifiedly.

The last time Black Phantom didn't even endure a round in front of Wen Yan, and this time the situation didn't improve much. He only held Wen Yan for a while before he was completely defeated, but a moment was enough, the long sword pierced into the metal ball. , as water droplets melt into the pool, at the moment when the two touch, Yu Qian's body collided with three platinum metal **** filled with polonium metal, and shot them towards the center of the two colliding enriched uranium.

  Yu Qian, who had lost his sight and hearing, felt bitter in his mouth at the moment of detonation, like a mouthful of yellow lotus, but this bitterness was sweet, and it was the sweetness of victory.

The contact point where the enriched uranium collided lit up with a faint blue light, followed by a silent strong light that made the surrounding world lose all color, and the loud noise from the explosion caused waves in the far-reaching waters, as if the sea was trembling, and the impact was scattered. Clouds, as if the sky retreated from it.

  The red-gray mushroom cloud broke through the stratosphere and reached the sky, and everything in the center of the explosion vaporized and evaporated, leaving no trace.

  This sword is shocking, moving ghosts and gods.

  ………………

  Yu Qian and Yang Xiaoqian opened their eyes one after another, and the Awakened came in swarms and surrounded them.

   The two stood side by side, facing the inquiries from the Awakened, they all smiled and nodded, giving a positive answer.

   "We won." Su Yue didn't have such a good concentration as Yang Xiaoqian. After the dream was over, she didn't even have time to wipe the nosebleed from her face, so she said the result with great joy.

   "Okay!" Qi Lie threw his fist hard. In order to express his inner excitement, he not only did not stop after withdrawing his right fist, but also raised his left hand and sent a set of combined fists to the air in front of him.

Qi Xinwu turned a blind eye and took the lead in applauding. The wave of applause did not stop for a moment. Later, the awakened people shook off their red palms and embraced each other, even kissing each other, celebrating this hard-won event with the most direct body language. victory.

   Until Wen Yan stood opposite Yang Xiaoqian, the awakened people stopped cheering and applauding, spread out a certain distance according to the battle formation, carefully stared at Wen Yan, and were ready to fight at any time.

"Your invisible pet can't leave you too far. Since he stopped me at the last minute, it means that you are not far away. Even if you can survive the first wave of damage from the center of the nuclear explosion, you can't survive. Go down." Wen Yan looked into Yang Xiaoqian's eyes, and said slowly, "Since it's the same death, then it's just a draw."

   "No, we won." Yang Xiaoqian's expression was indifferent, his eyes did not waver, and he said a pun, "As long as I die later than you, it will not be a draw."

The staring at each other without the smell of gunpowder lasted for half a minute. The awakened people stood behind Yang Xiaoqian and Yu Qian, forming a human wall. Even if they knew that their role was limited and always depended on President Yang, they also wanted to be a Yang Hui. long struts.

In the end, in the suffocating silence, Wen Yan picked up a pen and signed his name on a document, then took Angel's little hand and turned to leave. As usual, she should return to the Great Hall to represent the saints in the near future. Hundreds of peace treaties written in different languages ​​were signed, but no one came forward to correct her.

   Watching the backs of the two kings of the saints go away, Yang Xiaoqian who lit a cigarette suddenly shouted, "Walk slowly!"

   Walk slowly.

   Your road is not long.