Global Advent: Cthulhu'S Cavern Game

Chapter 394

The appearance of the flower of stone caused a lot of smoke and dust in the city.

His sight became hazy under the fog light, as if he was in a bewildered state.

The streets were propped up by rhizomes buried underneath, the plots were cracked, and stone bricks spilled into the cracks like rain.

The sound of fighting, screams, and screams for escape can be heard everywhere in the city, mixed in the unreal dust, like a picture of another world.

The surviving people did not stay at all, and did not care about the calls for help under the ruins. The countless history of this city has proved that when a disaster occurs, human beings can do nothing but escape. Every second of stay will cause death. One step closer.

Behind the seemingly prosperous scale, no city can understand the number of reconstructions.

Bewulf’s Red Red Iron Army and the emerging underground forces are fighting vigorously. The big sword splits the houses along the road, and the sound of spell bombing is endless.

Ernola’s “Judge with Rod” led the God Punishment Army on the main road and prevented all investigations into the truth. The surrounding buildings fell apart just by nodding the head of the rod.

Similar battles are happening all over the city at the same time.

To say that there are really people who can stay out of the matter, I am afraid, only the new humans who quietly overlook all this from above.

In the high sky of the city, a faint ball of light was floating in the sky. When the audience entered Xia Lin’s live broadcast room, there was no explanation, no anchor or any other characters were seen, only the screen was presented.

People who were fans of Charlene witnessed the whole process, and other people also flooded into the live broadcast room after the sky changed.

Slaah–

The screen was suddenly penetrated by a thunder spear, which shocked many people who were attentive in front of the panel.

But immediately, the blacked-out picture was re-lit, and many split screens were cut out. Each picture belonged to a different corner of the city, but it quietly explained the current situation and changes of the city.

Flames, tears, cuts, collapses, dissipates…

The live light ball has suffered many attacks, and the audience in front of the screen seems to have encountered various deaths, but there are always some fish that slip through the net, and people can see the scene.

In the end, there are only 3 light spheres left, although it is not a good angle, at least there will be no information.

At this moment, words gradually emerged in the ball of light, as if they were pieced together by the label “Critic”.

Only the same sentence is shown:

Jilincheng, contact Li Cao not afraid of death.

“…”

Many people know who this “Li Cao” is.

But the meaning of this sentence is…

…

Wrigg was soaked, standing on the deck of the Dawn Dawn.

Seeing this passage, he laughed bitterly, not knowing what to say.

Turning on the print with his hand, he clicked on the most frequently used name at the top of the private chat interface and passed a paragraph.

Reg: “The first hunter of the Hunter Guild, do you still lack a commander?”

…

On the battleship of the Yanlian Knights, Shenliu Chiyo.

Shen Qianliu and Skagen raised their eyes from the live screen and glanced at each other.

“The meaning of this sentence is obviously to let us pass.”

Shen Qianliu closed his eyes and sighed softly:

“The world is changing, and Tianyan is once again called by fate, calling for the future of Kelly Lotus, and complying with the call is also the long-cherished wish of the Great Red Lotus reincarnation to destroy the flames of the Paladin.”

Skagen: “…”

He curled the corners of his mouth, raised his remaining arms and smiled:

“In this case, the Knights of the Holy Cross…”

“Uncle.” Shen Qianliu interrupted him immediately.

She raised her head and glanced at the sky, and the flame in her eyes was stained with a trace of darkness under the yellow-black light.

“There is also a limit to being strong. You have already made a sacrifice.”

She will not forget the scene that happened in White Night City, who blocked her in front of her body.

Skagen paused and looked at his empty left cuff.

“But I still want to fight.”

“At least I still have an arm, legs, and life to lose. For a knight, it is the greatest honor to die on the battlefield, not to die with a broken body.”

“What’s more, I like the term’one-armed giant’.”

Even if there is only one arm left, protecting the weak and defending justice has made Skagen an impeccable shield in many people’s minds, as if even if the world collapses, as long as he is in front, he can feel at ease.

Only the main members of the Knights of the Holy Cross know the hardship behind carrying such an evaluation with one hand.

Shen Qianliu poured cold water on him without mercy.

“But the term’armless giant’ is not very good. It sounds like a clown in a circus that can only be beaten.”

Skagen: “…”

“Forget it,” Shen Qianliu sighed, no longer wandering in his heart, “We never impose will on others.”

She turned around and reached out to Skagen.

“If you are determined to go to the battlefield together, please give me your advice.”

Two knights with completely different styles, the petite red-haired Loli and Uncle Broken Arm, held hands covered in armor.

…

“Brother A, Brother A!”

Alex was yelled twice, and then he recovered from his thoughts.

He looked at the red-yellow-haired boy with bright eyes in front of him.

“What’s the matter, Torazuka-kun?”

Torazuka Taro stepped forward and clenched his fists firmly.

“Brother A, you have also seen the details, we have to go too, right!?”

Alex slowly lowered his gaze, and did not answer his proposal.

“What’s wrong, Brother A? As the leader of the heavy loaders, don’t you plan to shrink at this moment?”

Alex still did not answer his question head-on, but instead asked a question that sounded irrelevant:

“Toruzuka-kun, I ask you, what is the nature of the vehicle.”

“The nature of vehicles…” Torozuka Taro didn’t understand why the boss asked this suddenly, but he still tried to answer, “This kind of thing…isn’t it because we love it? Fuel and machinery are the romance of men!”

“Then I ask you, why do you love these, just because it is cool.”

Torazuka Taro was speechless for a while, wanted to say something, but couldn’t express it.

Alex walked aside and picked up a model of the wheel and axle structure.

“The essence of vehicles is transportation.”

“Whether trucks, trucks, taxis, even airplanes, Universe spaceships, are essentially transportation. It is precisely because we can generate value through transportation and have been recognized by the world that we are qualified to love this profession.”

Torazuka Taro opened his eyes slightly.

But he still doesn’t understand why he wants to mention this at this time.

Alex slowly turned around and glanced down at the live broadcast that was still playing.

“There is always no shortage of brave fighters in the frontal battlefield, but if everyone becomes fighters, the war cannot be won.”

“Remember this, Torazuka Taro, remember exactly what your occupation is and where you can maximize its value.”

He sank, and at the same time made a decision in his heart.

“Go and take out the experimental’Wright IX’ type and all the previously usable units. We will participate in this war in our own way.”

Hearing this, Taro Torazuka understood Alex’s true intentions.

“Finally… do you want to use that one!”

Seeing Alex’s sure eyes, his eyes suddenly became bright, and he straightened up quickly.

“Yes!”

…

Beyat stopped by the huge stone flower filling the huge hole, squatted down to confirm the traces left on it.

There are unhurried footsteps behind him.

Oh, is it finally here?

He stood up and turned his head coldly.

On the wreckage of the street not far away, a man in a black coat put his hand in his pocket and walked towards him clearly.

Beater paused.

“you……”

The man on the opposite side stopped about fifty meters away from him.

Under the black curly hair, a pair of dark red pupils slowly opened, which was obviously a calm posture, but it was full of unspeakable madness.

The man grinned and gave him a standard waving salute.

“Good evening, the one who killed the new human hero, Mr. Final Apostle.”