On the vast flood, the search fleet finally saw the gray-black border again half a month later.

Now it no longer shrinks its area, but becomes more transparent. It has been applied to high-end optical instruments and can still see the movements inside.

I saw that the magma columns everywhere had disappeared, and the magma on the ground was already in a semi-solidified state, and the air inside was still distorted by transpiration. Even if you look at it with your eyes, you can see that it looks like a high-temperature furnace, emitting hot white light.

In these white lights, there is an area that is like a black sperm inside an egg, separating the inside and outside, like a black star, leisurely at the top of the field.

Nothing can be seen anymore, but bypassing the boundaries of this field and continuing to explore. After another day's voyage, a large number of detectors and sensors have been deployed, and the most disposable ship has scanned the enemy's position.

It should be said that this degree of climate disaster is fair to both the enemy and us. With the earth's developed productivity and efficient organizational capabilities, it still struggles to support it while losing heavy losses. But these invaders are no longer able to do it. In the face of such an extreme climate, they have encountered a blow that is no less than the previous roar of thousands of cannons.

Those with strong strength naturally don’t care about typhoons and floods. However, even with Ferosei’s family background, it is impossible to say that all the expeditionary forces are mid-level professions, low-level or even ordinary warriors, auxiliary, and producers, after all, and they are the cornerstones of the entire expeditionary forces.

They provide the power of faith to the gods, produce materials for professionals and provide all necessary support. It is precisely with their quantitative basis that professionals can produce far and wide. Once they encounter significant losses, the remaining mid- and high-end combat power will become a tree without fate.

At this time, no one knows the impact of this month-long extreme climate, but by calculating the land that has withdrawn from the extreme temperature field, the space can see how huge energy it has been released. It is a sea of ​​magma that is even larger than the Pacific Ocean. If the same disaster occurred on the earth, it would have completely destroyed the earth's ecological environment.

However, the main star of Nia is huge enough, and the ecological environment is not as fragile as the earth. The system controls everything. A will run through its entire life. Only in this way can such a huge energy release be so easily, otherwise...

Even so, the Central Continent has experienced a mass extinction of organisms at this time. The once beautiful mountains, rivers and lakes have disappeared, the once colorful species of life have disappeared, and the once vibrant sky and earth have been raging in such a way.

The roar of the wind was roaring, and corpses were constantly rolled up on the deck by huge waves, and all kinds of supplies were constantly poured out by the waves. Then they were smashed into pieces on the steel hull. Looking at the huge waves, there were dense small black dots. If you carefully distinguish them, there were no black dots, which were clearly corpses and limbs that had begun to decay.

It is impossible to describe how many people there are. At this time, the temperature on the water surface is as high as 78 degrees. Living people fall down and they will fall into a coma in a few breaths. Except for bacteria, most lives cannot survive in such floods.

The smell of fishy smell was overwhelming, and some corpses seemed to be boiled by floods and were boiled to death, and were constantly lifted to the deck. The terrifying and disgusting were simply indescribable.

The ships sailed in it, and the propellers were often blocked by meat sauce and limbs. When most of the fleets entered such purgatory, the ships could not continue to sail. They saw the enemy's camps being isolated on an isolated island formed by a hill from a distance. The opponent had basically lost the ability to resist, but could only watch.

I don’t know which one of them fired first, and in an instant, all the large ships began to spit out flames. Most of the large-caliber shells fell on the boiling water due to insufficient range. However, there were also medium and long-range rockets, and the missiles would observe the hills and each one plowed.

More and more ships were joining the shooting here. A white altar rose from a small island. Next to the dense statues of gods, a voter in white robe stood. Apart from his angry and anxious expression, they were not affected by this extreme climate.

As soon as he saw this altar, a shrill alarm sounded throughout the world, and all the ships began to turn around in the hoarse command, but before he knew it, the water was no longer visible, only the corpse, only the boiled and soaked corpses.

Then, these voters turned into supermen who soared into the air. A large number of ships were like paper, and they punched a huge hole by their casual punches and kicks. The sound of gunfire and cannons chased their high-speed moving figures. However, it had no effect. Weapons with sufficient power were like shells hitting mosquitoes. Weapons with appropriate rate of fire all kept flashing in various directions!

A huge disaster came like this, and ships continued to sink in despair. Once the hot flood entered the cabin, the life characteristics inside began to weaken and dimly. The sea of ​​corpses really came like this.

During the sinking process, people kept detonating the ammunition depot on the ship, rather than falling into the same situation as these corpses. Other ships began to throw bombs into the water as if they were desperately trying to break into the water, exploding a passage to escape.

The sound of wind, the sound of water, the sound of explosion, the wailing of despair...

What was this tragedy? The fleet armed to the teeth had no choice but to these electors and divine people. They flashed, flashed irregularly, and predicted dangers, so they avoided all ambush and ballistics designed in advance. They made every move and had great power. To them, whether the hull was alloy or wood, it had no meaning at all.

There were barrage everywhere, bullet rain, and in the high temperature of 40 degrees, people kept fainting due to nervousness and dehydration. In the end, many ships were buried in the sea of ​​corpses. All those who survived the disaster were flexible and smaller ships.

After escaping hundreds of kilometers outside the field, he escaped from the pursuit of the hanging tail, and the extremely miserable exploration fleet reached the last ten.

After learning about all this, the command center in the rear was sad and miserable. The battle of the sea was coming. Who knows how many divine people there are on the opponent?

The only way is to use mystery to the mystery, and there is no other way.

But the question is, on the earth, all the divine and high-level contractors have been caught up with all the legends of each other. Now, where can we find such force that can restrain the other party?
Chapter completed!