Caesars City, the new White House.
In a long corridor, several people moved quickly. Walking in front was a black male in his fifties with a resolute face. The needle-like hair and his beard are all gray and white. His steps are strong, but judging from the trembling of his clenched fists, he is very nervous now.
"Aren't you sure where those people are?" the black man asked.
Ge Fen, the head of the intelligence department who was walking next to him, wiped his sweat and said: "Sir, you must know. Not to mention the emperor is supreme, the Sons of Twilight are probably also powerful in that level. Their moving speed is even difficult for our satellites to track." Yes. More importantly, the energy they released during the battle seriously affected our instruments, so... "
They pushed the door and walked into a command room, which was a temporary response team specially set up for the Supreme Battle that broke out on Earth a few days ago. It can be said to be a response team, but they couldn't even track the movements of Orfascist and others, and they were helpless for several days. The black man clenched his fist and lightly hammered the door frame and said, "President Morbit asked me to represent him before he went to Eboynes, but now, I can't do anything, damn it!"
"Sir, you don't have to blame yourself too much. After all, those few are supreme, a limited number of people who stand at the pinnacle of all beings in the universe. I think if they start a war on Idahua, our allies may not necessarily be much better than us." Geffen smiled wryly.
The black man shook his head and said, "We must analyze the next place where they may fight based on their fighting trajectories. I allow multiple places to exist, and then evacuate the civilians in the fighting zone as much as possible."
Ge Fen nodded: "This is the only way to go now."
The black man sighed: "Why did you choose the battlefield on the earth, damn it."
Ge Fen added: "The highness of Beth Kede is also here. If he can be contacted, maybe he can give us some hints."
The acting president twirled around, stretched out a finger and said, "Send an unmanned spaceship to approach the battle zone to see if we can get in touch with that Highness."
"I'll do it now." Gefen ordered a few people to leave.
The black man stepped onto the high platform and said with a microphone: "Everyone, everyone."
The command room immediately fell silent, and people looked at the acting president on the high platform. The black man lowered his voice and said, "Now is the moment of life and death for our planet. Our Mr. President even entered Eboynes alone to fight on the front line. Those of us who can't go to the front line to fight and can only stay in our homes can now What we do is try to protect our home as much as possible.”
"I know you're scared right now and you don't know what to do. Believe me, I'm just like you. But we must have courage, we must believe, we must believe in those who are fighting to stop the twilight from falling. Believe in the planet beneath our feet, We must believe in ourselves even more. We have experienced so many disasters, but disasters have not made us give in. In every darkest period in human history, there will always be someone who holds up the dawn of hope, thus illuminating an era."
"So I believe that this time is no exception!"
The black man looked at these faces in the command room and said, "So, gentlemen... I will never give up!"
People looked at each other, and a female sergeant yelled, "Me too, sir, I will never give up!"
"Never give up!"
People shouted, the sound gave them courage, and faith dispelled their fear. their eyes glow again
Guanghui's trembling hands became stable again. Gefen came to the high platform and whispered: "The unmanned spaceship has been dispatched."
"Fine, then, like I said, you can only trust the people who are fighting this right now."
Geffen smiled: "Now I know why Mr. Morbit can safely hand over his homeland to you."
The black man shook his head: "What I have done is far from enough."
"Then let's work hard together." Geffen said.
The Negro laughed.
In the forest far from the city that never sleeps, the Son of Twilight flew backwards uncontrollably towards Orfascius. The emperor raised the arbitrator with one foot, and buckled the Son of Twilight with the other hand. The two swords in the Twilight Son's hand slashed at the hand of the Great Emperor. Orfascius immediately retracted his hand slightly, but stabbed with the sword in the other hand. The sword edge was connected to the intersection of the two sharp blades, and a circle of golden ripples appeared. The ripples spread, and the surrounding trees were uprooted by the shock wave, and the battlefield where the two were located expanded a bit.
The Son of Twilight flicked away the arbitrator with his two swords, and raised his two swords high, about to cut him off. But he saw Orfascius pressing him falsely with one hand, and he couldn't move immediately. The emperor raised the arbitrator and stabbed with his sword again. The Twilight Son let go of his hands, and the two sharp blades went away, nailing Orfascius' chest. He wanted to force the emperor away, but Orfascius laughed and greeted him instead. The Twilight Son frowned, not wanting to "die together" with Orfascis, so he could only deflect his swords and cut at the hands of the emperor. Orfascius didn't evade at all, allowing the two swords to open a wound on his arm, but the arbiter crashed into the Twilight Son's lower abdomen and stabbed him out from behind!
Allen, who was in mid-air, was shocked when he saw it. Since the battle, Orfascist's blow has truly dealt him a heavy blow. It's just that the body used by the Twilight Son is always Archimedes'. Seeing this scene, Allen was still shocked.
Twilight Son clamped the Arbiter's sword with both hands, preventing it from going deeper, and said in a deep voice, "How did you do it?"
"Manipulate you like a puppet? It's very simple, don't forget that I can manipulate metal." Orfascius said, pushing the arbiter forward with force.
"Manipulate metal?" Twilight Son narrowed his eyes and said, "You mean to say that you can manipulate the iron element in my blood?"
"No." Orfascius said: "Remember in the previous fight, I kept manipulating the metal of the earth to attack you. Do you think I don't know that these attacks are futile? I'm not stupid. In fact, those attacks are just a cover-up .The purpose is to send a small amount of metal into your body, so that I can manipulate it. Just like now... "
Orfascist no longer pushed the Arbiter, but patted the Twilight Son's chest with one hand. The latter flew out, but he couldn't control his body. He found that he flew back too far, and then hit one tree after another. Rows of big trees in the forest were pushed down, and a "passage" was blasted in the dense forest!
Pushing out a kilometer in one breath, Orfascius stretched out his hand and held it empty, pulling it back as if he was holding something. So the Son of Twilight flew back again, the Great Emperor lifted his hand up, and the Son of Dusk flew into the mid-air with a cry, becoming an almost invisible black spot in the night sky. Orfascius pressed down harder, and the Twilight Son immediately fell, falling uncontrollably, and finally crashed into the ground like an extraterrestrial meteorite.
Immediately, the impact point sank, but the surroundings arched upwards. The ground bulges, trees fly away, earth and rocks explode, and then circles of sand waves roar and spread. The forest was shaken like a blanket that was shaken by someone, and the trees toppled over with a clatter, the mud splashed and flew around, and the dust billowed in the forest.
Then the forest filled up.
After the dust and smoke cleared, Orfascius stood on the edge of a huge circular pit. He lifted his hands up, the ground shook slightly, and then the Son of Dusk floated up from the center of the round pit. He didn't have many wounds on his body, but he looked rather embarrassed. The wound on the Twilight Son's stomach that was pierced by the Arbiter is already recovering, and with the backing of Twilight Hill, he is almost unkillable.
Allen squinted his eyes, and the only thing that could inflict great trauma on the Son of Twilight was the Demon's Praise, which was also created by the Creator. This was why Archimedes left the source to Lanny in the first place. Apart from it, other weapons in this universe, including the weapons embodied by the power of the supreme rule, are difficult to hit the Son of Twilight.
But it seemed that Orfascis was not depressed, but instead smiled. Then the ground shook, and after a while, a long metal body rose from the ground, followed by a second, and a third. Strips of metal cuboids continued to rise from the ground, and they rushed towards the Twilight Son. One of them swept behind him, and the cuboid was placed horizontally, and the hands of the Twilight Son spread out uncontrollably. When the metal body was attached to the back of his hand, a ring stretched out from the metal body to fasten the hands of the Twilight Son.
Following that, another metal body was erected behind Twilight Son, and another metal ring floated up to lock his neck and legs. From a distance, the Son of Twilight appears to be chained to a cross. Strips of metal bodies whized away, and they began to assemble around Twilight Son, efficiently and quickly building four metal armors. Twilight Son looked at Orfascius coldly and said, "What are you going to do?"
"Aren't you unable to kill? Then I will exile you forever!" Orfascius said in a deep voice: "Don't be nervous, now I will create a prison for you, a prison that only you can enjoy. What do you do in it? I can't do it, I can only watch the time go by quietly, and taste the loneliness alone. I will put you in the depths of the universe, and as long as I am still alive, you can't even think about it!"
Twilight Son's pupils shrank: "This is your countermeasure? Orfascist, where is your dignity as a soldier? Let me go, let's fight again!"
"Compared to bullshit dignity, I would rather see you as if you were dying. Maybe in this way, the cosmic twilight will not end, but will be extended indefinitely. But I am curious, if we destroy the hall of withering, what will happen? What an interesting thing."
Twilight Son said: "You can't do this, you..."
His voice suddenly died away, as the quickly assembled metal armor had hidden his figure. With the installation of the upper and lower pieces of metal armor, a rectangular prison like an iron coffin was completed. Allen looked at the cuboid in surprise, he couldn't even feel the breath of the Twilight Son, obviously these are not ordinary metals, after all, Allen felt the power of Orfascism's rules on it.
Could it be that the Son of Twilight was sealed
(end of this chapter)