I Dedicate Black Technology to the Country

Four soldiers carried a heavy black box and slowly came to the center of the rostrum.

boom--!

The weight of the box is quite sufficient.

As soon as it hits the ground.

The entire podium was shaking.

The entire podium was shaking.

hiss--!

When the black and heavy box fell behind the podium.

Invisibly in the air there was an extremely oppressive breath, an indescribable suffocation.

Wu Xie did not look back.

Still standing there.

And what about Wang Qingcang?

He immediately realized what it was, and even through a thick layer of aluminum alloy, he could feel the unparalleled aura of that dangerous thing.

The 'Seven Deadly Sins' Project!

He had heard these rumors by chance.

Seven extremely powerful swords made by countless members of the Equipment Department using meteorites and forged by world alchemists!

Because the material is extremely scarce, and the process is extremely difficult.

therefore.

Legend has it that there are only seven.

Because these swords carry great and evil power.

therefore.

It's called the 'Seven Deadly Sins'!

"Wang Qingcang, promise!"

Wu Xie stuck out his left hand, and an invisible wave blessed in the heavy black box.

Ong -!

The heavy black box was twisting, and the humming sound filled the entire space.

Sudden.

boom--!

A weapon inserted in the knife box splashed out from the black box and went above the sky.

brake--!

A black figure rose from the ground at such a fast speed that the naked eye could no longer capture his figure.

wow~

The man caught the long sword from the air, and there seemed to be countless demons roaring on the knife box.

next moment.

The alchemy sword is unsheathed!

With a clear sound, a dark golden light flowed along the gap between the sword and the scabbard, and it seemed that the whole world was dark for a while.

The golden 'greedy' two sons are engraved on the long sword, shining brightly.

The surging breath is suffocating!

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

Suddenly the ripples swayed!

hiss--!

what weapon is this?

This feeling is so depressing!

My head is so 147 dizzy!

…………

With Wang Qingcang as the center, the more people in the inner layer, the stronger the feeling.

This disgusting suffocation hangs over the entire A-Military base.

Most people even feel that breathing is very difficult. It seems that a storm is brewing in the huge space. The center of the wind swallows all the air, and the air pressure in other places drops wildly.

Crack-!

The long sword was sheathed, and Wang Qingcang landed.