Crimson Breaks Limit

In the simulated world, Zhao Cheng followed the usual routine and went through a round of operations.

After nineteen days, compared to nineteen days earlier, his movements were undoubtedly much smoother, but those were merely minor details.

For Zhao Cheng, what mattered most was that his will could hold out for long enough under the power of the apocalypse.

Before Fire reached Constant Sun, he could only last about thirty seconds in front of it.

And according to past experience, each qualitative transformation of Fire not only increased the consumption required for advancement tenfold, but also increased its strength tenfold.

Five minutes, by Zhao Cheng's calculations, was already enough.

Back then, Future Electric Light Tathagata's thirty-three Heavenly Buddha Descends had taken only a few minutes to rain down, leaving nowhere to hide.

Those few minutes even included the time it took for the orbital weapons to strike.

And in low Earth orbit, with the help of thrusters, at this world's technological level, even from the farthest distance, two hundred seconds was more than enough to reach the designated point.

At the same time, from sky to ground, the firing speed of orbital weapons was 60,000 kilometers per hour. In other words, sixty seconds was enough for them to cross a distance of 1,000 kilometers.

Under such circumstances, no matter how fast the prosthetic bodies ran, there was no way they could escape a saturated bombardment.

At the very beginning, it was not as if Zhao Cheng had never considered running. With thirty-three Heavenly Buddha Descends following you, how far could you run in sixty seconds?!

But now, the wheel of fortune had turned.

After temporarily hijacking Primordial Chaos Evil Spirit's control authority, Zhao Cheng mobilized all 5,700 orbital weapons in the world, dividing them into four batches and locking onto