Robben didn't know what Crick planned to do, but she insisted on staying and wanted to go back to protect the soldiers by herself. Robben was very confused about this, but since Crick had made such an unquestionable plan, Robben didn't want to argue anything and immediately retreated alone.

Seeing Robben quickly leaving, Crick stamped his feet again, "Damn guy, he went back without even saying a word. It turns out that men are all virtuous, but forget it... In the end, I still have to solve this problem myself."

After taking a look at the shadow that was approaching quickly, Crick's face turned cold, "The damn thing is getting more and more difficult to understand."

Holding the light sword in his hand, Creek slowly floated up, and his body began to emit a thin golden light, but the light shone into the darkness gradually approaching, but it could not illuminate the place that was swallowed by the darkness.

Seeing this scene, Creek frowned a little longer, "It seems that it is a bit harder than I imagined. It seems... it will take some effort."

Robben left this huge and weird city early, looking at Creek in the distance in the sky outside the city, feeling a little confused and confused. He didn't know if he should leave Creek alone there, and what exactly did Creek want to do.

This city is collapsing. Although I don’t know why, the city is slowly collapsing itself, and there is no external force destroying the city. It is like birth, old age, sickness and death. The deadline has come, and the city is collapsing itself, and releasing a strange force to spawn space cracks...huge space cracks.

If you guess correctly, when the city completely collapses, the stable space crack will not disappear. At that time, a huge space loophole will form here. With a slight fluctuation, this huge space loophole will go wild. Suck everything within hundreds of miles around you. Even such a space crack will interfere with the stable space around you, and then form a chain reaction, increasing the area of ​​the space crack, which will be unimaginable.

Robben really didn't know what attention Sharock was trying to do, and how to do this. Robben couldn't figure out where this huge city came from.

On the east of the huge city, although the sun was low, the black shadow had accelerated its pace to swallow everything. Crick floated in the air, quietly looking at everything, and his body slowly retreated as the black shadow advanced, always keeping a certain distance from the shadow that gradually swallowed the city.

When the shadow was about to swallow a quarter of the city, Crick sighed helplessly. In the distance, the place where he was swallowed at first was still as dark as ink. There was no sign of getting out of the black shadow.

And as the city was swallowed gradually increased, a gradually strong squeezing pressure began to come in mid-air. Crick knew very well that he felt the squeezing pressure in the city, but further apart, this force would become a stronger and stronger pulling force until everything around him was pulled over and then swallowed.

Touching her stomach, Crick shook her head and sighed: "I have suffered a lot today. Next time I catch that female demon, I will definitely let her taste the pain I am suffering now."

Crick began to stay away from the black shadows that were gradually accelerating. He floated into the air, and the glimmer sword in his hand began to emit increasingly strong golden light. The sun, which was gradually sinking, was slowly being concealed.

Seeing the golden light lit up in the city, Robben knew that Crick had started to take action. At the same time, Robben felt a powerful pulling force. Obviously, the increasingly larger space cracks over there began to form a vacuum-like suction force. If the space cracks continue to grow, then... this force will increase in a geometric multiple.

Crick's face was solemn, and the glimmer sword gently slid around his body. At a distance of dozens of meters from Crick, clear golden sword marks appeared in the air, gradually forming circles centered on Crick. The golden circles emitted the unique light of the glimmer sword, which could be seen clearly from a distance. Robben saw that the situation had changed outside the city, and he couldn't help but feel nervous. If Crick did it nonsense, then... this would be a disaster.

Creek's glimmer sword was still sliding gently in the air. As the light flowed, the golden aperture around Creek was gradually expanding, and as the trajectory of the glimmer sword began to appear in the middle.

The black shadows have never stopped, and now they have begun to spread in the city like a tide, flooding the houses, statues, trees... wherever they pass, everything sinks into the darkness.

Crick's sword stopped in mid-air, and the huge aperture that had expanded into a diameter of more than 100 meters was covered with fine sword marks. It seemed to be a magic circle at first glance, but when the careful difference was that it was not a connection of magic patterns, nor was there any inlay of magic runes.

Crick raised the light sword in front of him, with a solemn expression, and chanted loudly, shaking the sky: "God, come to the world with light!"

As soon as Crick's voice came out, the huge golden aperture immediately swayed slightly, and the golden light like ripples spread towards the entire city. Suddenly, the rushing black shadow stopped.

"God, give us glory, give us the power to dispel darkness." Crick recited a verse from some unknown source loudly. The huge golden aperture continued to emit ripples like golden light. The sky, which had gradually lost its sunlight, was illuminated by the golden ripples, and the huge shadow that was swallowing the city in the east slowed down significantly, but... was still moving forward.

Crick kept reciting something, and the golden aperture always emitted a magnificent golden light, shining on the entire huge city. The black shadows that were supposed to swallow the city faster and faster were gradually slowing down, and it seemed that it was going to stop.

The amount of pressure in the powerful air no longer increases. In the distance, the clouds pulled by this force seemed to be gradually fading away with the wind.

Robben looked at Creek's tiny body in the sky outside the city, and looked at the huge golden light and shadow, and felt a little confused. Whether it was the huge city now or what Creek was doing now, Robben was a little confused and had no idea what was happening in front of him.

Robben only knew that the city would soon turn into nothingness, disappear into endless darkness, and sucked away countless lands in the world, and Crick was trying his best to stop this disaster.

When the sun sets, darkness will accelerate. It may only take more than ten minutes for the shadow to completely swallow this huge city. If this huge space crack forms and begins to absorb everything around it, then... I believe that more than a thousand soldiers of the Pioneer Camp can escape the disaster.

Sharoke is so cruel!

Robben was waiting slowly outside the city, while Crick floated in the air. A huge golden halo was surrounded by a body of his body, emitting a golden glow like the scorching sun. The black shadow slowed down repeatedly under the golden light, and finally stayed at an extremely slow speed. It gradually swallowed the huge city.

Everything seemed very quiet, without gunpowder and war, without blood and shouting. The afterglow of the sunset still dissipated, and the night was quietly coming. The soldiers of the Pioneer Camp looked at the golden light emitted by Crick in the sky. Although they were all cautious, they were all very confused and had no idea what was going on now.

Robben's palms gradually sweated. Crick was using her powerful force to delay the collapse of the city, but once the intervention began, this practice could not stop. Because now the power of both sides has reached a delicate balance, and any sudden change in either side will bring unpredictable results, or even a disaster.

Moreover, the collapse of the city has not stopped, and the space cracks have not disappeared. What Crick is doing now is meaningless. The space cracks are still gradually increasing, but Crick is already trapped inside. If the situation continues like this, Crick's pressure will increase with the increase of the space cracks. If she finally makes a mistake and the city's collapse accelerates in an instant, then... this huge space crack will run wild and swallow everything around it madly. Crick is naturally the first to be involved. I don't know if she has room to escape at that time. You must know... being sucked in by the unstable space cracks is actually no different from being sentenced to death.

No matter what kind of gods and demons you are, in the space where all things are chaotic and even matter often turns into nothingness, there is no way out except to disappear...

Crick moved slowly, and with the speed of the shadow, cold sweat gradually appeared on his face. The power of space distortion formed by the huge space crack was gradually increasing. The clouds that had just drifted far away in the sky had turned back in distortion.

Robben glanced at the vanguard battalion soldiers who were still patting the defensive formation on the ground and shook his head secretly. This situation was almost out of control. He could feel that Crick's power was slightly unstable. This was the city that collapsed by one-third. If the area continued to grow, even if Crick was fine in the end, it would be difficult for him to maintain such a stable situation now.

Just as he was about to take action, Robben's face suddenly changed and his face showed joy.

On the easternmost side of this huge city, on the corner of the city that collapsed first, the solemn shadow began to dissipate...

The space cracks were slowly closing, and weeds and gray wastelands reappeared on the ground, as if the huge city had never existed.

Crick showed a winning smile, although the smile seemed a little difficult.

The quiet and deep space cracks are gradually disappearing, and this real existence is like a huge monster city that begins its final collapse...

Creek slowly moved in the air, and the golden light never weakened at all. When the black shadow disappeared rapidly and the true face of the wilderness gradually caught up with Creek, the distorted power in the air had greatly weakened.

From sunset to ten minutes late at night, Creek finally retreated to the west of this huge city and to the side of Ronaldo. At this time, Creek was already soaked in sweat and his face was very pale.

As the shadow gradually climbed up to the last wall, Crick put away the glimmer sword, and the huge golden halo that shone around him also disappeared into a stream of light.

"Retreat!!" Crick flew back without saying a word.

The last city wall was quickly collapsed and turned into a huge space crack, but the impact of this size of space crack was minimal. The Pioneer Camp retreated several miles to set foot in the camp, and it was no longer affected.

All the soldiers at the Pioneer Camp were completely inexplicable, and no one knew what was going on. They just saw their God of War flying in the sky with a dazzling halo for half a night, and then the huge city disappeared, and the entire army retreated and set up camp. The rest... seemed to have nothing happened.

Crick was naturally too lazy to explain anything. Now she was lying in the Pioneer's Chair, with her hands hanging on both sides of the chair, her feet resting on the table, and her head raised and her breathing heavily. Although she had been back for a while, she was still sweating all over her body, and her clean short hair was pressed on her face, looking as if she had just been fished out of the hot water.

Robben had been standing aside for a long time, but when he saw the Lord War God lying on the chair as if he was exhausted, he was just gasping for breath. He had no intention of talking to him at all, so he had to ask first: "Lord War God, are you... okay?" Robben rarely used a respectful word.

"Huh?" Crick seemed to realize that there was still someone standing in front of his desk. He raised his head and gasped, and said in a rough voice: "You...what are you doing here? Get out!"

Perhaps I felt that I was really embarrassed now. I was sweating so much that I was dressed in a short dress. Now I looked even more curved. Especially the fullness on my chest was particularly uncomfortable. Crick looked at Robben and was a little embarrassed and angry, and he automatically felt that this damn man kept staring at his chest and looked at him hard.

Of course, Robben was very unfair. He knew that this woman was very concerned about her breasts now. Robben hadn't looked over there since he stood here. And...

Robben couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Sir, the reason why I stand here is because when you come back, you said you have something to discuss with me."

"What..." Crick glared at his eyes, as if he had thought of something. Then he moved his feet off the table, and breathed out and said, "Ah, yes, I'm discussing something with you."

Looking at Crick's still not friendly face, Robben said tentatively: "Sir, do you want to... take a shower first and change your clothes."

This sentence was originally kind, but Crick heard it a little more ironic and teasing, and his face was filled with dark clouds, "What did you say?"

Robbenton knew that what he seemed to say was a little inappropriate, so he changed his words: "I mean, Lord God of War can take a break first. I asked the people below to prepare some things. It would not be too late to talk later. Anyway, we have already set up camp today."

Crick glared at Robben and said nothing more. Robben naturally tactfully withdrew from the tent.

Of course, Robben would not be able to send something in without knowing what to do. If someone else saw Crick's embarrassing look, Robben felt that this woman would definitely come and kill him immediately.

I found some clean clothes in my ring, and especially found some masculine women's clothing according to Crick's preferences. I condensed a magic stone. As long as Crick touched it, I could release an ice bathtub full of hot water. I was about to stop, and Robben sent the things in and retreated himself.

After about twenty minutes, the curtain of the Pioneer's tent was knocked open by a large thin ice bathtub, smashed on the ground in front, and water spilled all over the floor.

The soldiers were stunned and instantly reported that there was an assassin who was about to go in to rescue. Crick's cold voice had already floated out, "Do what to do, An, come in!"

Robben then entered the tent again.

Crick had already washed up, and the fatigue on his face had been reduced a lot. His skin was white and sweatless. His neat short hair was clean and smooth, which could reflect the light.

Although he might be extremely reluctant, this can be seen from Creek's face, Creek still changed into the clothes prepared by Robben, which was really fitting in size and looked similar to the styles that Creek had worn before. Moreover, the fabric was well-made and finely made, which was also considered to be the identity of Creek.

Of course, Robben couldn't tell Crick that this outfit was actually a perverted prince from a small country who liked to wear. Robben felt that the outfit was very neutral and disguised, especially when he wanted to take Sasha and the others to get into somewhere, this outfit could definitely turn these slim women into a handsome guy, so he asked the tailor to make a few sets of spares.

Now, this idea has come true. In addition to the plump breasts, Crick now looks very handsome and handsome. He is completely a handsome man. When he goes out, he will definitely fascinate the girl in her youth.

"Huh?" Creek made a threatening nasal sound. Robben knew that he had made a mistake and quickly turned his eyes away from Creek's chest, while secretly cursing himself about his life or death. Although this top looks very masculine, it is still women's clothing. Creek probably is holding a grudge against him considering the changes in her breasts...

Look at Creek's face, although it was not that good-looking, it seemed... not too angry, and Robben felt relieved.

Even if she looks like a man, this woman is a woman after all, and she loves cleanness by nature. It can be seen from her clean and tidy short hair. Now, after ratings, she will feel more refreshed and more comfortable.

Roben thought to himself, and was also asking for his grandfather, and asked tentatively: "God of War, don't you know what to discuss with me?"

Crick breathed, temporarily suppressing the unhappiness that Robben actually found clothes that were perfectly suitable for his body. He said coldly: "Did you see what happened today?"

Robben nodded. "Yes. I've been in mid-air all the time."

Crick's face showed a bit of meditation, "Since you have carefully investigated the situation of that city, now... can you explain to me how this city came about?"

Robben was a little embarrassed, "Sir, the city has disappeared without a trace. It was as sudden as it appeared. I have no way to investigate now. It is only from the situation at that time, it is difficult to estimate what."

"Say whatever you have."

Robben thought for a while and said, "This city...is true! It's not a phantom, nor is it a trick. I can feel that in the end it was pulled by some kind of force and collapsed on its own, trapped in the space crack caused by its own collapse, and... I have a strange feeling."

"What does it feel?"

"Although this city collapsed, I vaguely realized that it was not what we thought of as destruction, but... the coordinates of existence in this space collapsed, so they were absorbed into space cracks. If I guess correctly, this city will appear again intact in another place and in another space coordinate."

"What?" Crick looked surprised, "Is what you said... true?"

"It's not certain, and it's impossible to verify now." Robben could only shake his head.

"That is to say... there is no problem with this city, and the only problem is where it appears, right?"

"Yes, Lord War God." Robben nodded.

Crick suddenly laughed and said with a slight sensation: "It seems... it's similar to what I think. You magicians who are mysterious all day long are just like this."

Robben was stunned for a moment, "Sir, God of War, think so?"

With a cold snorting, Crick said disdainfully: "Then why do you think I have to do that with all my energy? If the crack in the space does not disappear in the end, I will be the first to be sucked into the huge crack."

What Crick said was true, Robben was surprised. Could it be that Crick had been prepared before?

Crick patted his stomach boldly, but immediately found that he was wearing a fitted dress and his chest was not as stingy as before, and his face immediately turned dark.

Robben knew that Crick had started to guess that he had blasphemed her without any responsibility in his mind, and quickly said, "Are you really prepared for the Lord God of War?"
To be continued...