Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1882 - 1883: Apocalypse After Ten Years

Yang Fei smiled bitterly: "I have no other choice."

"Instead of letting the apocalypse arrive, I might as well take the initiative to go to the Doomsday World and kill the Doomsday Goddess and Zeus."

"This way, many innocent people can be spared a tragic death."

Xue Mingtai nodded and went up to the console, indicating that Yang Fei could start.

"Now, you can enter the machine."

"Once I start the machine, a Space-Ti Wormhole will appear before the imnse power and speed."

"You can then pilot this ti machine into the Space-Ti Wormhole."

"At that ti, according to Professor Helen's space-ti nodes, you can enter the Doomsday World."

Yang Fei suddenly thought of sothing and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Wait, after I complete my mission, how do I return to this ti and space?"

Xue Mingtai looked at him and found it a bit amusing.

"You have countless fair-weather companions, naturally, you won't want to stay in the Doomsday World."

"But don't worry, the True Martial King will certainly make arrangents, and he'll naturally bring you back then."

Yang Fei finally felt at ease and chuckled.

"That's more like it; Sister Xue is waiting for to co back and marry her."

Xue Mingtai looked up at him and shook his head.

"A general dies a hundred battles, a strong man returns after ten years. I really can't imagine how you will complete the task the True Martial King left for you."

Yang Fei snorted and said calmly.

"Being ruthless doesn't make you a real hero; a man of my kind is the model for you all to follow, learn from ."

Xue Mingtai shook his head with a smile, unconvinced by his words.

He started the control switch.

A giant chanical hand, buzzing sound, extended from the center of the sphere, stopping in front of Yang Fei.

Xue Mingtai from the console indicated for Yang Fei to enter the chanical hand.

Yang Fei nodded, jumped into the giant chanical hand, and at the sa ti, called Chunzi up.

Chunzi looked at the oddly shaped tal giant hand, a little scared, and hesitated to move forward.

Chunzi whimpered a few tis, then finally leaped and jumped into the chanical hand.

At the control console, Xue Mingtai pressed the remote.

With a buzzing sound, the chanical hand carried Yang Fei and retracted into the center of the sphere.

Finally, the chanical hand delivered Yang Fei and Chunzi to the driver's seat.

Following Xue Mingtai's instructions, Yang Fei opened the alloy glass cover and entered the driver's seat.

Chunzi also followed Yang Fei into the cockpit.

Yang Fei, as per Xue Mingtai's instructions, closed the glass cover.

Only the buzzing sound was heard; Xue Mingtai, outside the glass cover, appeared sowhat blurry.

Xue Mingtai's voice appeared above the controller.

"Now, fasten your seatbelt, asure your heartbeat, body weight, and breathing rate.

"When all data is normal, I'll start the transmission."

Yang Fei chuckled, shrugged his shoulders.

"No need, my data is all normal, you can start."

Xue Mingtai nodded, and on the console, pressed the start button.

The massive sphere instantly began to rotate, and the two Yin Yang Fish in the center started spinning rapidly like the blades of an electric fan.

In the trendous roar of the machine, the black and white Yin Yang Fish spun faster and faster.

Nearby space, black cracks appeared as if a mirror was shattered.

The two Yin Yang Fish spun faster and faster, and a black vortex gradually appeared ahead in the void.

The vortex spun rapidly, and a massive black hole suddenly ford.

Xue Mingtai at the console tapped on the keyboard vigorously, shouting loudly.

"Initiate one-key start program."

In the sphere's cockpit, Yang Fei pressed the start button.

Suddenly, tongues of fire spurted from the rear seat of the tal sphere.

Propelled by the airflow, the sphere sped forward like a car, plunging directly into the black hole.

Yang Fei only felt dizzy and his vision turned black.

The loud noise just now, and Xue Mingtai's command, suddenly ceased.

The entire space-ti beca silent; there was no sound. It was as if everything was frozen in ti.

Gold stars appeared before Yang Fei, and his internal organs were thrown into chaos by the force of the ti-space rotation.

He quickly activated Elephant Extre and Turtle Extre, calming his mind and stabilizing his body.

The tal ball rolled into the space jump point.

Suddenly, with a loud boom, the incandescence from the explosion made Xue Mingtai and others unable to open their eyes.

In the cockpit, Yang Fei felt his body jolting violently, every bone feeling like it was being torn apart.

The intense feeling of weightlessness and tearing pain swept over Yang Fei in an instant.

He barely held on, keeping his consciousness clear.

At this mont, the sphere bood loudly, the cabin door vibrating violently, and Yang Fei's head slamd heavily against the hardwood plastic of the cockpit.

He imdiately groaned and passed out.

In Helen Laboratory, the massive black vortex slowly disappeared.

The staggering ti machine, the height of a floor, vanished without a trace.

Xue Mingtai let out a long sigh, staring blankly at the space gradually returning to normal.

Uncle Yu behind him appeared sowhat uneasy.

No one has ever used the space tunnel from the professor's ti, nor do we know of Young Master Yang's fate.

Xue Mingtai sighed as well, muttering to himself.

"No one can say for sure, Yang Fei took a gamble. Whether he lives or dies is up to fate."

In a daze, Yang Fei woke up and opened his eyes.

His entire body was in pain, causing him to groan; he propped himself up on his arm, looking around.

The surroundings were even worse than Yang Fei had imagined.

Under an iron-gray sky was a desolate city, full of devastation.

Ruins and collapsed walls were everywhere.

The air was filled with the pungent sll of gunpowder.

Not far away, a massive billboard had collapsed halfway.

A viaduct behind the billboard was broken in two from the middle.

The subway was destroyed, twisted tracks jutted out from the road.

Yang Fei suddenly noticed a bell tower not far from him.

The huge clock on the bell tower was still intact, displaying the ti and date.

The ti on that clock sent shivers down Yang Fei's spine.

November 21, 2028, 6:30.

Yang Fei stared blankly at the date and ti on the clock.

A chill ran up his spine.

Yang Fei clearly rembered he had traveled from Shuijing Villa of Ming Tai in 2018, February 11, using the ti machine.

This ans that, ten years later, the doomsday indeed arrived.

Yang Fei felt an absurdity beyond belief, like sothing a nightmare would conjure, now appearing before him.

Yang Fei suddenly understood why the True Martial King wanted him to co here and eliminate the Doomsday Goddess.

It ans that if he doesn't get rid of the Doomsday Goddess within these ten years.

The real end of Earth would co in ten years.

Thinking of this, Yang Fei was chilled to the bone.

Although Yang Fei did not know the cause of the apocalypse, he guessed it surely related to the Doomsday Goddess.

Before the apocalypse, countless living beings were engulfed in fear, panic, cruelty, hysteria.

These negative emotions were the best nourishnt for the Doomsday Goddess."

As long as the Doomsday Goddess can break through the spatial limitations and descend upon modern civilization, she would certainly do everything possible to bring about humanity's doomsday.

Thinking of this, Yang Fei clenched his fists.

He must kill the Doomsday Goddess in the shortest ti possible!