Emperor. Ymir could be a special resource-gathering probe or a large mining vessel.

Those mysterious creators, sent it into the universe, probably aimed at the approximate coordinates of the earth, a planet that had just been born, and then let it lurk under the earth at the beginning of the birth of life on the earth, and waited until the planet bred a large number of life before starting the harvest.

That's right, it's probably harvesting, and what the "creators" need is not pure energy, but the collection of newly bred species, although I don't know what they want to do, but from the perspective of the morphology and physiological characteristics of the destruction beasts, they are more like artificially set detection devices.

Different types of Destroyers are different types of detectors, devouring life, cruel, and bloody, but these intentions are all latent in this intention.

According to the researchers' speculation, once the existing civilization system is destroyed, the emperor-level "Ymir" will absorb these inferior species cultivated from it, and then classify them into a large amount of information to provide to the creator behind it.

This plan almost succeeded, in ancient times, the mysterious ultra-ancient civilization was almost destroyed for this reason, but fortunately, they researched the origin of "Ymir" and designed a mysterious "resonance device"!

This "resonance device" invented by that ultra-ancient civilization can effectively activate the destructive beast that is in a petrified hibernation state.

However, this is not the main goal, its real purpose is to use the power of the resonance device to completely disintegrate the still sleeping mother destruction beast, the primordial giant Ymir.

It's a pity that the ultra-ancient civilization that existed in the past may have fallen short for some unknown reason. However, the ultra-ancient civilization eventually sealed the mighty Ymir and did not resurrect it, destroying the biosphere of the miè earth.

"Your information is valuable, Mr. Frank!"

"The resonance device should also be in the hands of the British government, which is really sad, obviously has the key to solve this qiē, but unfortunately let this disaster break out."

"This is the end of the greedy ambition of human beings, and it is probably difficult for them to give up the real yàn sample in their hands, so it is only when this qiē is finally out of control."

But...... Here are some questions, why did the script world take place after a gap of twelve years? What happened in the space of twelve years?

Feng Han keenly grasped something, but for a while, he didn't think through this level.

He turned on the recorder and played Li Lang's voice.

"Feng Han, it seems that you have found this recorder, to make a long story short, first go to apartment three on Casadaga Street, I have left some 'surprises' for you."

- Li Lang, what kind of clues are you hiding from me!

And at this moment, on a collapsed building thousands of miles away from the two of them, a fusion man in a black combat uniform climbed to the highest position, he carried an anti-tank bazooka on his shoulder and aimed at the position of the two, and in the next second, a rocket with a powerful air flow was launched in the direction of Feng Han and Frank.

"Be careful!"

Frank discovered this scene in advance, and he quickly pushed Feng Han away, but the problem was that the reaction speed of both of them was a beat slower.

Boom, a huge explosion erupted at a very close range, Feng Han was swept out by a shock wave, and his head hit the huge concrete stone, even he couldn't resist this violent impact, his consciousness quickly dimmed, and then his vision blurred, and finally fell into a coma.

………………

"Littlebobbypaigewasbold, evenwhenjustnineyears......old"

Under the dim light bulb, a deep baritone hummed.

"StayingOuttoolateOneNight, withabloodybite."

Li Lang sat alone in a simple wooden hut, with tools in his hand and making a mask.

“…… wanedanddarknessdropped (day goes by, night falls) ......"

Under the old light bulb, the shadow of him sitting on the bench was stretched longer and longer, and as the light source swayed, it loomed and distorted more and more.

"AllnoiseSintheHouseholdStopped,BobbyaWoke,Nolongerhim......"

At this moment, he reached out and picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, is that you? …… That's good, that's the best, that's it......"

He put down his phone, grinned at the corners of his mouth, and put the clown mask he had just made on his face.

“andtorehisparentslimbfromlimb”

A deep, magnetic voice sings the last verse, and then, the lights go out, the door opens and closes, and there is silence again.

………………

Feng Han woke up from his deep sleep, and he immediately received a message from the evil spirit space.

Act III is over, and now it's time to move on to Act IV, and his death flag has appeared.

He will encounter inevitable death threats in the next plot, and whether he can escape or not depends entirely on destiny!

He opened his eyes and found himself fixed to a large machine, while his body was plugged into various hoses, as if he had become a real animal.

…… Himself, he should have been caught, it seems that the rocket artillery caused him a lot of injuries, and during this time, he should have been directly controlled by someone.

But why not kill yourself?

He couldn't help but think about it, from before, he found himself in a huge trap, but what was the reason for this, and when did it start?

"When did he decide to betray our ......?"

Is it that after entering this scripted world, certain events triggered the psychology of "him"?

Or ...... Earlier than that, earlier than Feng Han knew about it, as early as ...... Before these things happen......

"Finally, we met! Sherlock, no, Mr. Feng Han......"

An old man with pale skin and a hospital gown walked up to him, with a stand on his right hand side and an infusion bottle hanging from it.

"You, could it be Arando, wait a minute, you're not dead......"

No, Arrando didn't die in the first place, and assuming that person had betrayed them before, then the "messages" themselves were part of the trap.

"Hehehe, it's not a shame that 'he' praised the character, so quickly guessed that my death was just a decoy, yes, whether it's the videotape or the corpse itself, it's just to confuse your phantom......"

"Twelve long years of waiting, all for the arrival of this day, that person's calculations, although interfered with by history and time, have finally achieved real results!"