48 Hours a Day

... The Slaughter continued. The panicking gods were like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, fleeing in all directions under the fangs of wild beasts.

They wailed and wept, their distorted faces filled with despair and fear!

Once upon a time, they had once dominated this land. Behind every name was a series of brilliant legends. However, in today's story, they were just supporting characters.

"We can't hold on anymore!"Apollo, who was covered in blood, had already retreated to the front door of the villa.

Six of the seven strings of his seven-stringed zither had been broken, leaving only the last string. The golden arrows in the quiver on his back had long since been shot empty. However, this was not the most despairing thing. The most despairing thing was that his opponent was actually unharmed!

Not only Apollo, but the god of electricity, Hades, the god of guns, and the others were also in a sorry state. Perhaps the only thing that made them feel gratified was that they had been able to stop them during this period of time.., the other gods had basically all left safely.

Hades held the broken staff in his hand and said, "We have to destroy the tunnel. Otherwise, if he enters the new world, everything will be over."

"Perhaps... we can use explosives to blow up the villa, but I need some time to set up,"the god of chemistry suggested.

However, before he could finish his sentence, the mustached man standing at the side suddenly said, "Leave it to me. You are almost at your limit. Hurry up and leave. Don't make unnecessary sacrifices."

When he said this, Apollo and the others heaved a sigh of relief. No one knew their own physical condition better than them. Just as the mustached man had said, they were indeed at the end of their rope, the reason why they were still holding on was entirely due to their pride. No one was embarrassed to be the first to leave.

Since the mustached man was willing to stay behind to finish the job, they naturally had no reason to hold on any longer. They all ran into the villa and pushed open the door to the New World.

The Man with the mustache, who had been watching from the side, finally moved this time. He waved his hand and a novel flew from the bookshelf in the villa's study into his hand, it was a book from "Star Wars.".

The Man with the mustache flipped through the pages and in the next moment, a small green-skinned man with pointy ears that was less than 0.7 meters tall appeared in front of him.

When his feet touched the grass, he did not pay any attention to the divers around him. Instead, he bowed to the bearded man first.

"Go!"The bearded man nodded at him.

In the next moment, a light sword appeared in the hand of the green-skinned humanoid with pointy ears.

The force was injected into the Kyber crystal. A ball of plasma immediately formed a sword blade under the restraint of the magnetic field!

The green-skinned, pointy-eared little man easily used this blade to cut a diving diver that pounced on him into two halves.

There were so many books on the bookshelf, and the bearded man had chosen this "Star Wars"for a reason. As everyone knew, the vast majority of Jedi warriors had a strong will, especially the leader of the Jedi map, Master Yoda, whose spiritual power was particularly strong.

One had to know that under the current circumstances, there were very few characters who could display their full potential. Only a dark nemesis like Yoda was able to move freely.

However, even though he could fight against so many of them at the same time, it was impossible for him to defeat the Master of the city under the ice with his strength. In reality, Yoda only managed to hold on for less than a minute, he was already being targeted by 'Zhang Heng'.

The next moment, his small body suddenly shook, and a pained expression appeared on his face. Although he was still trying his best to wave the lightsaber in his hand, his movements were clearly slower than before. It didn't take long for him to reveal a flaw, he was pounced on by the swarming divers.

Following the death of Master Yoda, the 'Star Wars'book in the mustached man's hand also started to burn.

At that moment, he was surrounded by the lurkers. He stood alone in front of the villa's entrance. However, his face did not reveal any panic like the other gods before him. Instead, it was filled with emotion.

"Are we finally entering the final chapter? You came earlier than expected, but thankfully, the time is almost up."

"Zhang Heng"did not answer or react. He was acting as if he had not met the mustached man in the game not long ago.

He did not even pay attention to the man with the mustache. Instead, he turned his head mechanically to look for the gods who had fled. In the end, his gaze landed on a certain direction, that was also the location of the door in the villa.

It was unknown how his gaze had penetrated through the layers of reinforced concrete. After confirming the direction, 'Zhang Heng'took another step towards the man with the mustache. It seemed like he was going to get rid of this guy blocking the door first.

When they saw their master take action, those who were already impatient immediately followed suit and pounced on the man with the mustache.

In the end, the man with the mustache suddenly took two steps back and opened the door that should have been guarded tightly behind him. At the same time, he made a 'please'gesture, and his body became more and more transparent, finally, he turned into a streak of light and flew into a certain book on the bookshelf.

"Zhang Heng"ignored the fly that had escaped halfway and continued to walk forward, as if nothing in the world could stop him.

He walked into the villa and walked all the way to the door without any obstruction.

"Zhang Heng"did not hesitate. He reached out to push open the door, but the next moment, the second hand on the starfish that had already stopped moving suddenly started to rotate again.

The minute hand and the hour hand started to move. Their speed was faster than a normal watch, and they finally stopped at 23:55.

This number had a special meaning to Zhang Heng. It was the start of every dungeon run, and it also meant that a new extraordinary experience was about to begin.

However, "Zhang Heng"only turned to look at the starfish on his hand. He didn't feel anything, so he pulled off the watch and tossed it aside, then, he pushed open the door in front of him.

One step, just one more step, and he would be able to enter the new world, completely eliminate all the Troubles, and bring destruction to every corner of the world.

However, in the next moment, his left foot, which was about to step out, suddenly stopped in the air, unable to move.

'Zhang Heng'frowned. Ever since he took over this body, he had never encountered such a strange situation. The reason was very simple, because this body was already flowing with his blood, it was a part of him. He entered this body under the name of descending, but in reality, it was more like taking back something that should have belonged to him a long time ago.

But now, he could clearly feel that he was losing control of his body.