"The Black King is [Element]. It's a really simple answer." Bai Mo felt it was natural. Even if the answer to the question was not this, it would not be much different.

The Black King's cocoon is viewed differently by different people, hybrids, and dragons.

In Lu Mingze's last conversation, he said that the Black King was the Earth, and the Black King's resurrection represented the restart of the planet.

In Yinglong's answer, the Black King is a kind of life, a special and powerful life that holds the authority of the five elements.

It's hard to say who is right or wrong. In Bai Mo's opinion, the result doesn't matter...

"Just end it right away."

Bai Mo set his sights on the sun, and by dismantling so much matter as fuel, he had reached a level sufficient to leverage the power of the star.

The size and mass of the sun are a million times that of the earth. This is an essential difference in energy levels. Just like the Dragon King and Bai Mo, the difference between the two makes it impossible to challenge a higher level.

However, wisdom is enough to make the impossible possible, and by using knowledge to manipulate, some miracles can be achieved.

Bai Mo looked ahead, and the lines representing the magnetic field were particularly obvious in his eyes.

The Earth's magnetic field is like two yellow peaches, with the center of the Earth as the core, presenting opposite sides like a cattail leaf fan.

This is a cross-section of the Earth's magnetic field.

From a three-dimensional perspective, it is a huge magnetic field that approaches the North Pole from the South Pole of the Earth.

Based on the geographical location, the magnetic field can be divided and calculated, and the magnetic fields in different areas can be calculated.

However, in most cases, even animals such as migratory birds that rely on magnetic fields for navigation cannot see the magnetic field.

Perhaps there are some life forms that can see magnetic fields, but due to the limitations of their own life perspectives, it is impossible for them to truly see what the magnetic field of this planet looks like.

Due to the gravitational force between the Earth and the Sun, the magnetic field shifts, which comes from the law of universal gravitation between the two celestial bodies.

Newton wrote down the revealing formula - F = GMm/r
So what would happen if, what if, an individual with sufficiently large energy was manipulated at will and played the lines of gravity?
Bai Mo stretched out his hand, as if playing a string instrument, and a beautiful piece of music was played by Him.

At this moment, He grasped the bowstring and shot at the Black King.

Taking the gravity of the sun, moon and stars as the bow arm and the energy generated by decomposing matter below the sea level as the fingers, it pulls the strings of the sun and the earth and shoots out the arrow of the stellar corona.

Draw your bow and draw your arrow, and you will surely hit the target.

The power of the magnetic field turned into shackles, tightly binding the newborn Black King, and the sharp blade of execution rose high.

At this moment, if there were still people alive who could see it, the so-called compass would be spinning like crazy, pointing to any direction without any pattern.

In this cold universe, the sun in the solar system, a star that is 1.3 million times more massive than the earth, is venting its divine power.

The sun's corona was pried open, and Bai Mo made a stellar storm that was the largest in historical record into an arrow, which he stabbed at the Black King without mercy.

Under this magnificent scene, there is light that is thousands of times brighter than before burning, and the endless auroras are enough to blind the eyes of any living thing that looks directly at the sun.

"The time has come, it's over." Bai Mo stood on the moon, looking calmly at the arrow falling towards the Black King.

In this trial, everything is over.

What is the history of the Black King? What kind of epic myths were staged in the Nibelung during the thousands of years in those myths? Or what is the story behind the Dragon King? What kind of stories are there behind Jörmungandr and Fenrir in the thousands of years... There is no need to delve into these.

Because it's all over.

After thinking for a while, Bai Mo snapped his index finger and created a folding chair behind him. Then he sat on the folding chair alone, took out his sunglasses, and pressed the shutter button of the miracle in front of him.

The Black King's Judgment is a rare miracle.

Click...

Bai Mo supported his chin with his hand, and another possibility was jumping in his eyes.

In this process, He did not take any action, but let the situation develop freely. The demise of the Assassin's Guild only allowed another new organization to replace the Assassin's Guild to carry out tasks.

Snapping his index finger, Bai Mo stretched his hand, took a step forward, left the moon, and disappeared into the starry sky.

…………

In Shilan City, Bai Mo leaned back in his chair and brushed the dust off his face.

"Boss, overnight." Lu Mingfei pushed open the door. Behind him was Lu Mingze, a thin boy who looked similar to him.

"Two people."

Bai Mo asked casually and reached out to open the network interface.

"Of course." Lu Mingfei said, and reached out to pat the timid Lu Mingze who was following behind him.

Bai Mo quickly started up the Internet cafe for the two of them, and then handed them two bags of spicy strips.

"Lu Mingfei, you're about to take the college entrance exam, why are you still surfing the Internet?"

"Lao Bai, I have already decided on my college entrance exam. I will first try to get into a top university with fewer courses, and then make money while studying."

Bai Mo shook his head and handed a bottle of pure milk to Lu Mingze who was behind Lu Mingfei.

"You're almost in high school. You need to drink more pure milk to grow."

"Thank you, thank you." Lu Mingze nodded embarrassedly, then reached out to take it.

Watching the two of them turn around and walk towards the computer, Bai Mo reached out and opened the original QQ chat interface.

Baidi: Your boss has lost his memory now.

Chips: How's that going?
Baidi: Not bad.

potato chips:??

Baidi: Complete amnesia, photo (timid appearance)

Looking at the person opposite him in silence for a long time, Bai Mo stretched lazily.

This is Lu Mingze’s deal.

Through the final historical records he provided about the Dragon King and the fighting information between the various forces of the Black King, Bai Mo was asked to help take care of his nanny group.

"Should I say that you believe in your own character, or that you have the mentality of not allowing others to touch your things?"

Bai Mo was not in a position to comment on these emotional issues. Anyway, based on Lu Mingze's personality, he probably believed that he could grow into a boss who could cover the sky with one hand no matter where he was.

But in this time and space, Lu Mingze was taken care of by Lu Mingfei. The two brothers grew up in an orphanage since childhood, and he was always supported by Lu Mingfei's part-time job.

Such a background led to Lu Mingze, who was originally developing into a behind-the-scenes boss, becoming an ordinary good student.

"According to the deal, Lu Mingfei has grown up. After all, sometimes responsibility can make a man quickly move from immaturity to maturity." Bai Mo muttered, raised his hand to wipe a photo on the table, and then put it straight.

At the same time, at the Shilan City Railway Station, Chu Tianjiao sat on a chair with Chu Zihang.

The two were very awkward, the former didn't know how to introduce the other world of hybrids to the latter, while the latter was unfamiliar with it.

"Son, don't worry. I, your father, have professional connections at Nantianmen University. I can definitely help you..."

Chu Zihang turned his head. He didn’t know why he felt someone was looking at him.

In fact, it was true. Where he was looking, the golden-haired Caesar was looking at Chu Zihang with anticipation.

Caesar's words told him that Chu Zihang was worth fighting. (End of this chapter)