A tragic massacre filled with the atmosphere of primitive barbarity was staged in the eyes of the night breeze.

The blood descendants who learned about the invaders of the evil gods from all directions kept gathering here, with an increasing number, and even alarmed other temple organizations of the Three Kingdoms Alliance.

“What should we do then?”

A young and young blood-born asked the senior of the same blood-nest tribe that it was only five years old.

When he learned that the Fallen Temple was here, fighting to fight to the death of the evil gods of human invasion, and facing the crisis of life and death of the race, hundreds of blood-borne mothers, large and small, were all soldiers in this blood-borne mother, whether old, weak, sick, or disabled, were organized and sent to the front line.

"Kill all the invaders, we have no way out."

The old and old blood-born voice is a little heavy.

It can still recall from time to time that when it was young, the older generation told all kinds of evil stories about humanity.

Dong, Dong, Dong, Dong.

At the end of the hazy blood mist, there were dull sounds.

The young blood descendants knew that they were approaching the battlefield, but the older generation of blood descendants heard the frequency of biochemical plasma cannons from the dull sounds.

It is different from the genetic biological and chemical weapons secretly developed by the silver lamp masters.

The so-called biochemical plasma cannon is a long-range projection tactical weapon developed by blood-borne painters in the era of the Scorpion Mother God system in order to fight against the magic crystal cannon of the human holy See.

And because of the special technology of this weapon, the number has been extremely rare since its development. This bulky tactical weapon will only be applied in super-large wars.

"Quick! Hurry up, speed up."

With a hurry and uneasy urging, the group of blood transmigrants across the dense forest moved and jumped faster, approaching towards the explosion.

finally.

From the fog, this group of bloody men who supported him saw the terrifying scene of war ahead.

There are burning flames everywhere, with smoke and mist mixed together, and they shining brightly in the hazy night.

It was a terrifying giant brain. Hundreds of eyes on the monster kept releasing laser lights in all directions. There were countless energy emitters around it, with different shapes. They were all anthropologists who activated the power of their true body, and they were defending in various ways, killing groups of tiny blood leaps.

There were blood and genused beasts, and they rushed there without fear of death.

But those humans are too strong.

Especially the group of pure metal war machines, facing the group of blood and derivative beasts that rushed away without fear of death, formed a terrible steel and metal city wall and stood firmly in front of them.

Boom, boom, boom, boom.

Only these giant flowers with strange shapes, parabolic shells ejected from them, can cause some trouble to the invaders there.

"It's indeed a biochemical plasma cannon!"

Amid the old Xueyan's amazement, Xiao Xueyan looked at these mysterious weapons.

Every so-called biochemical plasma cannon is a giant flower with a metal base.

The giant flowers kept wriggling, and the heart-wrenching light was shining inside. These ghost lights seemed to gather from the clear texture of the giant flowers. The blood descendants guarding the side carefully drove away strange flesh insects. They seemed to be a specially cultivated derivative beast, with a chubby body curled up into a ball, and extremely unstable and terrible energy brewing inside.

Soon, these flesh worms were sent to the wriggling giant flowers by nearby blood.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Parabolas with long plasma tail marks were slid through the rich blood mist, and dazzling lightning exploded in the sky thousands of meters away.

Those weird fleshworms turned out to be biochemical plasma shells.

The flash current slurry easily covers a range of more than ten meters and illuminates the nearby 100 meters.

With the help of this wave of strong light that cut through the night sky, Xiaoxueyan finally saw a terrifying scene that would be unforgettable for its life. A giant with an ice crystal that was nearly 100 meters in size was slowly crawling out of the wind wall with a white cold air.

It seemed a little embarrassed, with black blood spots soaked in it, but under it there were already mountains of corpses and blood. Countless derivative beasts and blood-derived corpses were piled up there one after another.

Gudong, Gudong, Gudong.

The blood crow screaming in the sky kept falling like raindrops, and the mother's forest was burning in the high temperature. Xiaoxueyan was so nervous that its heart was beating wildly, telling it to escape from here quickly. At this moment, it just wanted to go home.

The gradual aura of chaos and despair around him made him at a loss.

"Quick, rush, stop them!!"

"Never let them in!"

Xiaoxue Yan was almost pushed forward in the shrill and desperate roars around him. No one cared about its thoughts. The smell of blood and the pungent smoke after the melting of metal made it full of helplessness and despair.

"The God of Fallen has fallen."

I don’t know which blood-induced voice was shouting shrillly among the crowd.

Sorrow, anger, unwillingness, and despair.

For believers, this is simply a big event, but for the human academic community, it is natural that they only have one goal, that is, the T-Gene Engineering Blueprint.

Must get it!

puff.

A metal giant foot stepped down from the chaotic altitude. The small blood-induced fear and confusion in the chaos had not yet reacted. Its skin and flesh merged with the surrounding soil.

...

A few more days later.

The endless hills are full of traces of burning.

Every piece of land is filled with blood after death, and the ravines and scorched earth tell this heroic epic.

And this heroic epic ended with the success of the invaders and ended with the failure of blood.

"how's it going?"

[Astrologer] Hei Wen came to the interrogation office and asked Nicholas [Touch of the Netherworld].

Over the past period of time, his performance has been so outstanding that he has received the attention of Hei Wen and seems to trust him very much.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Nicholas shook his head and said, "It is a crazy believer and he is unwilling to cooperate with us."

"Um."

Hei Wen nodded and came to this temporary casting interrogation room in person. At this time, the only one of them was the bloody interrogation room.

It is the high priest of the Fallen Temple who was captured alive.

The chains were crisscrossed, and the high priest in the form of a monster beetle was already scarred. Its tentacles had long been pulled out by Nicholas' cruel torture methods, and the pinholes on his body could even see its internal organs.

Sensing the arrival of Heiwen, the monster worm was bound by the Forbidden Demon Chain and tried hard to raise his head.

Despair and fear, the invading evil god in front of Zhengshi pushed this already victorious war into the abyss, and the fallen god who successfully resisted the two evil gods in succession was really powerless to return to the sky, and the war was in a disastrous defeat.

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Heiwen paved and said gloomyly: "Everything here will soon be destroyed under our weapons. All historians and theologians will no longer exist. Your words and history will be completely destroyed in history. No one of your tribe will know your persistence and record your steadfastness. Everything you do has no meaning, but if you tell us where the hidden coordinates of the fallen kingdom of God are located, I will consider allowing you to be treated preferentially as a surrender and enjoy the last peace."

The high priest looked at Heiwen sarcastically with contempt.

The secret of the patron miracle is the last meaning of its existence.

"In a thousand years, a brand new civilization will step on our bodies buried by the yellow sand and dig out the remains of your civilization."

Hei Wen raised his eyebrows and sneered.

As a part-time archaeologist, he has done a lot of things like digging out ancient civilization relics, and the other party actually cursed that the academic community would also perish with blood.

As a higher scholar, he would not talk to a prisoner. Hei Wen turned around and left straight after sneering.

Scholars will only retaliate through the anatomy table.

A moment later, there were shrill screams from the interrogation room.

[Ice Age] Di Jiana, [Ujin Battle Po] Tiga, during the continuous invasion, the two suffered a blood transmigration army to fight to the death. The injuries were extremely serious, even more miserable than An Liya at the time.

After the arrival of the wind, the two of them were too weak.

Old man Heiwen walked into the temporary room.

"The Thousand Face God is no longer a concern, and the Fallen God has also fallen. Now there are two gods left in this eye of the wind, as well as the Silver Lamp Master No. 0. How about it, how much strength can you still exert in your state?"

The two looked at each other miserably and smiled.

This time, it may be difficult for the two of them to recover without twenty or thirty years.

If we participate in the next war, this number will probably continue to be extended, and even the worst result.

"Since we have successfully arrived and have locked in the target, there is no need to meet the two gods again, right? To be honest, with our current state, if we forcefully hold the gods supported by the two faith tides, I'm afraid..."

Di Jiana smiled bitterly.

Heiwen looked at Tiga again.

"Yes, the reason why we took such a huge risk was that we were afraid that under the saturation of the radiation law weapon, the overwhelming advantage made the Silver Lamp Master Zero too desperate, and then quietly escaped with the T-genetic engineering blueprint. Now that we have locked our target, there is no need to fight against those gods again."

Hei Wen pondered slightly.

The two of them were right. The war was indeed meaningless, but he really didn't want to make a hasty decision before confirming the genetic engineering diagram of T.

Woo...
To be continued...