Super God Gene

Without hesitation, Hanson glued to the sea and flew in the direction of the wave, but he didn't dare to use a transient motion, only to converge his breath and fly slowly.

Because there will be space fluctuations in transient motion, for the strong, space fluctuations will make them more alert, rather than flying slowly with a convergent atmosphere, which is less noticeable.

Boom!

Continuous explosions came, such strong fluctuations made Hanson more and more certain, that the power fluctuations of the six breaks in the sky were correct. Although he had also practiced the six breaks in the sky, there was absolutely no such horrible power fluctuations. It can only be said that the people who used the six breaks in the sky were too strong.

“Are those giants really fucking heavenly? What the hell are they doing?” The doubts in Hanson's mind are getting worse and worse, and hate can't move over instantly to see what they're really doing.

Such horrible fluctuations in the sky should be a terrible battle, but Hanson only sensed fluctuations in the sky, but not other fluctuations in power.

“Are those giants killing each other?” Even though Hanson was eager to know the truth, he was impatient to fly slowly and did not become impatient.

Influenced by the fluctuations in the forces of terror, the waves rolled over at sea and Hansen flew in the waves, it was good to hide his whereabouts.

This ocean is unspeakably bizarre, and Hanson has flown thousands of miles without seeing a single grass or marine creature, as if the ocean here were artificially made sterile distilled water.

The palaces on the surrounding sea have been left behind by Hanson and have not been seen for a long time. There are more than 300 palaces there, and they have not been seen since.

“If there was a giant in a palace, there would have been more than 300 giants, so many God-fearing, who could trap them here, I'm afraid, comparable to the time of the Holy Land?” Hansen's mind is getting confused.

All of a sudden, Hanson sees a mountain on the sea in front of him, and it looks like it's suddenly in his sight, and it looks like a very heroic mountain.

And the giants suspected of breaking heaven were at the foot of the mountain, waving their fists and bombarding the mountain walls.

Hansen's sensation of the six-breaking fluctuations in the sky was, after all, the force that erupted on those giants, and indeed, the six-breaking in the sky.

But what was unexpected to Hanson was that the giants weren't fighting, and they were blowing up the rocks on that mountain with a six-blown sky.

More than three hundred giants, shackled in their hands, even a prisoner miner, punched the rocks in pieces.

The mountain is gray, I don't know what the stone is, a horrible giant used to blow the sky six times, punched it on top, just to blow up a fist-sized pit.

More than three hundred giants waved their fists and ripped rocks like mechanics, but they excavated too slowly in comparison to the immense Mount Gray and Hung.

“What the hell are these guys doing? It is also wrong to say that the stone was mined, and their fists directly smashed the stones, unlike the stone.” Hanson sees a lot of confusion.

As we continue to fly forward, looking at everything around us, Hanson will no longer see any creatures other than this hill and more than 300 giants.

Gradually approaching Hung Mountain, but Hanson also dared not get too close to the mountain body, afraid that there would be creatures he could not notice spying in the dark.

After a while, Hanson didn't understand why these giants were digging mountains here.

“Are these guys the descendants of the foolish duke who want their grandchildren to move the mountain here? Or is there something hidden in this mountain?” Hansen's curiosity grew.

At first glance, the 300 giants did not know how many years they had been digging, but only part of the foot of the mountain had been dug. They wanted to really dig through the mountain, not knowing how many years it would take.

“They dig like they're really digging mountains away, not mining.” With a thought, Hanson intends to circle around the mountain to see if there are any special words or other things on the mountain that might come up.

Hanson had just gone around a small half-circle, and suddenly his eyes were wide open and his face was full of suspicion.

Just saw a giant metal column slanted into the hills from one side of the mountain wall, and it looked like an engine giant gun slanted into the hills.

What's even weirder is that the metal column actually pierced a giant's chest and nailed him over the mountain wall.

The giant was stronger than the 300 ruined heavenly giants Hanson had seen before, dressed in armor dyed like blood, a long, bloodstained silver and white hair dripping like a waterfall, covering his face, unable to see what he looked like.

Hanson didn't feel alive on him, but he had an unspeakable temper that made him feel numb on his scalp and goosebumps on his body.

Obviously he was just a dead man nailed to the hills, but Hanson felt his temper rush to the sun and moon, and even the heavens and the earth seemed to bow to him.

“How strong should a dead man be in his life when he has such a temper?” Hanson shook his heart, thought back, and found it strange: “Are those giants trying to dig up the mountain to get the remains of this horrible giant off the mountain? Isn't that a little silly? Digging with that gun is a lot easier, isn't it? Isn't this the kind of excavation that would have to cut the whole mountain apart in order to remove the remains? ”

Unable to understand the giants' thoughts, Hanson had to go on a circle around the mountain to see if there was anything else.

Henson was disappointed and circled around the mountain, with nothing more to discover than metal columns and the remains of giants nailed to the mountain walls.

“Looks like the giants dug the mountain to take down the remains of the horrible giants, which is just too stupid, or is there some special reason why they didn't do it?” Hanson thought to himself.

Hanson watched for a long time in the distance, and the giants just kept blowing rocks with their fists and digging mountains for a moment.

Hanson estimated that, at their rate, even for thousands of years, it would be difficult to dig up mountains.

Dang! When!

When the bell rang again in the sky, Hanson looked up and found that all three hands were at the top again, normally that should be the 12 o'clock position.

Hearing the bells, the giants who kept bombarding the mountains finally stopped, turning blindly in the direction they were coming.

As those giants left, something incredible happened to Hanson.