Block 67.
From the central district to the 67th block, the distance spanning half of Nuojin becomes incomparably small when viewed from a high altitude. The vortex of clouds in the high altitude covers everything like a shadow, and in the drowsy sky like a long night, a snowstorm is brewing for a long time. After that, it finally came with an unstoppable attitude.
"Please note, residents, please do not go out in blizzard weather, do not go out in blizzard weather..."
"The Meteorological Department issued a red blizzard warning, the first major blizzard in the history of Nuojin came, and the central district forcibly prohibited residents from going out for the first time..."
The sirens on TV and radio kept ringing everywhere in Nuojin.
But unlike the torrential rain a few months ago, residents in the central district were no longer evacuated, but were forced to stay in place.
The battle between the two god-level powerhouses will not be stopped because of any small person. If they really get out of control at that time, no grass will grow wherever the ether goes. The only thing that can be done in the central area...
"I'm afraid I'm going to wake up the one in the central district."
Winston clenched his fists and looked at the two huge etheric energy groups from a distance as if two light bulbs collided with each other, and a light wave that was enough to blind his eyes flashed in an instant.
After the light wave passed, the etheric wave rolled in, impacting everything as if it was about to overturn the ground again.
These two god-level powerhouses, under their battle, the great Nuojin, which had stored countless lives in the past, this man-made steel city is as if broken like glass.
Should I feel that this is the limit of human beings... Or are Joseph and Wilde really human at this moment
Winston looked at the torrential rain of flesh and blood mixed in the wind and snow, and his heart was extremely complicated.
Fear, awe, worry...
Because the dream machine that had been placed long ago kept the whole battle in a state of dissociation on the edge of the dream, and it would not affect reality for the time being, so all these bloody storms came from the bones and blood and tears of the knights of the Mystic Tower and the followers of the corpse cannibalism.
However, the shredded meat became the best sacrifice for sacrifice, allowing Wilde in the center to expand his evil power again and again.
Winston watched as countless knights armed with long swords rushed forward one after another to the mad believers of the Corpse Eating Sect who were as irrational as zombies, sacrificing like a meat grinder again and again.
Winston's heart was dignified, even trembling from time to time, he couldn't bear to look again, but he still had to order the charge again and again.
He recalled the words he had given to Greg, and now told himself over and over again.
Everything is the purpose of the tower.
He clenched his fists helplessly and gritted his teeth.
He looked at the communicator, and opposite the communicator was Greg, the bookstore owner.
Greg hung up as if something unexpected happened not long ago, and it was silent now.
Isn't this kind of battle not even enough to make that Boss Lin cast some eyes on him? Or is he happy with the results
That bookstore owner shouldn't, shouldn't be like this.
In a trance, he seemed to see his old friend Joseph's reverence and reliance on the bookstore owner before...
Joseph was so loyal to the bookstore owner, but now the other party is just watching from the sidelines.
No... Winston shook his head, Joseph was actually still loyal to the tower, and contacting the owner of the bookstore was essentially the tower's order.
The tower is trying to please the bookstore, so if the owner of the bookstore really wants Joseph to die, will the Mystic Tower, which they have been loyal to for many years, choose to give up Joseph
Winston didn't think about it anymore, he felt a little chilly, pulled back his thoughts, and caught a glimpse of the girl in the corner from the corner of his eyes—
Melissa, a girl who grew up with a golden key in the Mystic Tower, was staring at the battlefield not far away in a trance.
Her father was at the center of the storm.
The chaotic etheric field was like a meat grinder. Anyone who stepped into it was instantly smashed into slag, flew into the sky, and then fell down as blood rain and broken bones.
Winston comforted: "Melissa, don't worry, the situation is improving now..."
He didn't tell a lie. Although they couldn't see the scene in the center of the battlefield, the white flames that had been trying to prevent the wave of dark tentacles from spreading had begun to fight back, and the previous one-sided situation had been reversed.
Everything seems to be getting better.
"No, no..." The girl had been haunted from the beginning, her expression was between confusion and panic. At this moment, she suddenly widened her eyes and shook her head, clutching her chest tightly, turning her head and rushing out towards the center of the battlefield.
"Melissa!" The Chief of the Combat Section hurried forward to grab her, "What do you want to do? Going now will only distract your father!"
Melissa struggled and shouted, "I'm going to save my father!"
Winston's tone was stern. Although he was not shy about Joseph, and he was always kind to the daughter of his best friend, his expression was extremely gloomy at this time: "You are dying! Think about your identity carefully. , think about Vivian who sacrificed to save you before, your father is fighting to protect you... What do you want to do now?!"
"I know! I know!" Melissa shouted, and in the huge noise of the battlefield, she had to raise her voice to speak clearly.
There was a cry in the voice of this girl knight who had always been strong.
"I know that someone sacrificed for me, I also know that I should not go on and kill more people, I also know that I am the daughter of the glorious knight, I should take care of the overall situation, but I am also the daughter of Joseph, I can feel arrive… "
"I can feel that my dad is going to die..."
Melissa finally couldn't hold back her tears and cried.
die? Is it—
Winston turned sharply to the center of the battlefield.
The inspiration of the superhuman will never be false, not to mention that Joseph's promotion to the god level at this time has greatly improved the mystery. It is absolutely possible for Melissa, who is connected by blood, to feel at this time.
That is to say...
In a battlefield surrounded by countless ethers, ordinary level superhumans could not see the situation clearly, but Winston could faintly perceive that the terrible result he expected was happening quietly.
"Crack-"
The enchantment laid out by the dream machine suddenly burst, and crack-like lines spread rapidly, and the turbulent etheric sea tore the gap between dream and reality.
Winston was startled, and the movements in his hands loosened for a moment, and Melissa rushed to the battlefield regardless of the obstacles.
"Melissa!"
A girl is not afraid of life and death, she only has the most simple idea - I want to save my father.
However, just as Melissa rushed forward, she saw the knights and corpse eaters from the Mystic Tower, retreating back as if they had seen something terrifying, with the same fear on their faces.
Those corpse eaters who were extremely aggressive and irrational completely ignored Melissa at this moment, and ran away with their own hands and feet.
Melissa pushed aside the crowd, passed through the barrier that had temporarily disappeared due to the shattering of the dream machine, and the disintegrated ether, and rushed to the middle of the battlefield. When she saw this scene in front of her, she couldn't help but widen her eyes—
Against the magnificent background like an abyss colliding with the sky, countless pitch-black tentacles protruded from the cracked ground and twisted into an unknown behemoth.
The ground began to vibrate with the behemoth as the center, and the shock wave that shattered the earth broke out from the ground, and the two force fields that formed a semicircle covering the ground appeared cracks like broken eggs.
Wilde has made another breakthrough.
Just seeing these tentacles made Melissa start ringing in her ears, and whispers from the depths of the mystery roared in her ears, shaking her soul.
She spat out a mouthful of filthy blood, covered her ears and knelt down.
Father - she shouted helplessly in her heart.