Sequence Wars: The Mythical Age is Created by Me

The young man with the bow was named Wang Tianming. He was the heir to the Dingxia Group in Tianhai City and was once a well-known playboy in the city.

However, in recent years, those in the elite circles have known that this young master Wang has disappeared from public view for a long time.

His father, who knew some inside information, spent half of the family fortune to help him awaken his true name sequence [Yang Youji] and secretly put him into the eleventh game.

Being able to ride the wave of the times means even a pig can fly. My father, who lived through the last golden age, knew this well and also knew that such opportunities are fleeting.

The number of artifacts that were recovered has increased from one every few years to frequent revival around the world. Those in a position of power naturally understand that a new era unlike any before is about to begin.

Sequences will become a core resource and even a source of power in the future.

Wang Tianming didn't falter either. He quickly established himself in the system after joining, and his seniority was considered quite high within the national security team.

Therefore, he was very clear about just how extraordinary the phenomena brought about by the relics were.

The revival of [Chong] artifacts can cause extreme environmental changes within a range of tens of meters. More powerful ones can even create bizarre things that it can control. The "night watchman's gong from the early Republic of China" used for awakening at the Ganshan base was one of the artifacts he helped contain.

It happened in a dilapidated building that had been in disrepair for many years. Nearby residents called the police, saying that they kept hearing an old man sighing at night. After midnight, something would knock on each door, making a clanging noise. Some people got annoyed and went to open the door, but saw nothing. As a result, they fell seriously ill a month later.

The police officers made several visits but found nothing, so they compiled the information into a special case file and sent it to the Ninth Bureau.

At that time, Wang Tianming was just an archer. After receiving the mission, they quickly discovered the strangeness of the dilapidated building.

The knocking wasn't coming from residents' homes, but from this long-abandoned building.

They broke into the dilapidated building and began searching, eventually finding an old woman who had been dead for several days on the sixth floor.

Her body was already decomposed, but there was no stench. She was clutching the bronze gong tightly in her hand, and strange phenomena arose from there.

The group worked together to deal with the ghostly figure summoned by the gong, and used modern mobile phones and electronic devices to tell the relic that it no longer needed to remind people of the time, thus successfully containing it.

This relic of high rank is somewhat troublesome, mainly because it was neglected and had fully recovered and gained its own consciousness when it was discovered.

This is the characteristic of relics: the intensity of the anomalies they bring increases as they recover, partially recover, and fully recover.

The revival range of the "evil" item is even larger. When fully revived, it can even affect an entire street, causing the temperature to plummet to minus ten degrees Celsius in the hot summer, or whipping up black winds that sweep through the street.

The strange phenomena it produces are comparable to the strength of an ordinary Tier 1 Pan-Sequencer. Ordinary people are as fragile as chicks in front of it. In the case of a complete recovery, only Tier 2 is qualified to contain it, and there are even cases where only Tier 3 can completely suppress it.

But even a fully restored [煞] artifact is far less terrifying than the scene before us.

Half an hour ago, Wang Tianming and more than a dozen members of the 11th Bureau braved the unusually high temperature to arrive here.

Black lava flowed across the mountains and plains, the vegetation was completely carbonized, the water was boiling and evaporating with a loud roar, and the entire mountain stream was shrouded in terrifying heat, even the air was distorted.

A continuous stream of charred monsters crawled out of the cross, which was blazing with despair, like messengers emerging from hell.

Strangely, such high temperatures did not trigger wildfires; the area was like a steamer, with temperatures rising in a specific region.

Purgatory was the first thought that crossed Wang Tianming's mind.

That scourge relic from Catholicism is turning this place into a purgatory in a frenzy.

Even the members of the 11th Bureau beside him had barely suppressed fear in their eyes; none of them could stop the relic's revival.

If they can't even procrastinate, this isn't even a competition in the same league.

Even if they stayed in this environment for an hour or two, these first-order pan-sequencers would faint.

They overestimated themselves. For the [Calamity] artifacts, the first-order sequence is so weak that even the right to view them will be taken back!

"Brother Tianming, look at those people who look like charcoal."

A team member who had just joined the team shouted in a hoarse voice, and Wang Tianming looked in the direction he was pointing.

Several ascetics ran to a large tree in the distance, one of them plunged headfirst into it, and then set the entire tree ablaze.

That wasn't within the boundaries of purgatory, but the ascetics still carried the intense heat out of there.

"This is probably the method by which this [Calamity] relic is revived. It is using those strange things to continuously expand the area of ​​extreme high temperature. Oh no, if this continues, it will still cause a wildfire. At this intensity, the entire Songjun Jiufeng will probably be in danger."

Wang Tianming quickly analyzed the current situation, and sweat dripped from his forehead, whether from tension or the high temperature.

He was completely soaked in sweat.

He knew they couldn't back down.

Wang Tianming took a deep breath. On his left shoulder, the pattern formed by arrows and leaves emitted a bluish light, as if wind was flowing over it.

The background pattern of the seal is an ancient heavy bow drawn in the shape of a full moon, with a heavy armor-piercing arrow nocked on the string, and in front of the arrowhead, an extremely delicate willow leaf is being perfectly split in two by the arrowhead.

Yang Youji, the legendary archer from the Spring and Autumn Period known for his unparalleled archery skills, drew his longbow.

The blue vortex formed by the Wind Chaser Arrows spun at the arrowheads.

Wang Tianming aimed at the remaining three ascetics and smashed them before they reached the other trees.

"Prevent those monsters from leaving this place."

He shouted.

No sooner had Wang Tianming finished speaking than an unexpected figure entered his field of vision.

A woman with bloodshot eyes, dressed in a black robe with bright silver armor underneath, was walking down the mountain carrying a cross-shaped sword.

A team member spotted her and immediately shouted for her to leave.

The latter, however, seemed not to hear at all, and kept looking straight ahead.

Some people were eager to rush to the riverbank and take her away, but Wang Tianming stopped them with his voice.

"Let her go; she's not an ordinary person."

can you do it?

Wang Tianming looked at the woman whose attack he had managed to withstand even with four Wind Chasing Arrows fired at maximum acceleration distance.

As he examined the traces in the museum, he desperately hoped that the other party was just an ordinary Sequencer.

But now, he wants women to be strong enough.

However, hope is always precious when the odds of success are extremely slim.