Half a month later, the border defense front.

Central Mobilization Center.

In the core of the border chain, countless white spots like noise were still dancing on the huge screen. It was like a blizzard, constantly flashing in the dark background.

The red lights on the dashboard that keep on turning on and off have already made people start to feel visually tired.

After watching it for a long time, I was even numb.

Isn't it just a level 2 alarm in the current situation? Normal, normal, sprinkle water...

With unlimited coffee and three-hour fast dormant service, staff like walking dead sit in front of the screen. Occasionally, when chatting between work, everyone will talk about the most popular jokes about the world of world.

Relying on the success of the strategy of regaining the soul, the thickness of the hell jokes has doubled recently, and two new volumes have been released, carefully selected a total of 461 jokes...

Half of the keywords are "overtime" and the other half are "death from overwork".

From this perspective, the rancher's food chain doesn't seem that scary either.

What is a governing bureau?

The work that ranchers dare not overtime is not bad, we dare to increase the minimum wage that ranchers dare not approve, we dare to approve the work that ranchers dare not approve, we dare to increase the work that ranchers dare not approve... We cannot afford to pay for the benefits that ranchers cannot, hey, guess what? We didn't, but we can make sure no one can use it!

Haha, what is the god of hell? It's just a hot chicken...

In this way, the occasional air of happiness filled the atmosphere that was suffocating to the point where people were crazy all year round, and the supervisors saw it and ignored it. As long as there was no problem with the psychological measurement results, they would go with these small things.

"It's so hard for everyone."

After the floor-to-ceiling window, Russell looked at the busy hall like the launch command center and sighed sympathetically: "You won't even leave a fake, right?"

"If you want to have a vacation, there is time in the future."

Yegor shook his head and rubbed his dry eyes: "Even if he is tired in a chair, he is better than those who maintain the defense line, right? He just does his own duties.

Besides, if you are a idle man who throws your own affairs to others and is always disgusted, don’t say such things here, okay?”

"I'm asking about the current situation, why are you bothering me again?"

Russell sat down and took out a set of coffee tools and a kettle to make water and grind powder like magic.

Yegor's eyes twitched twice, and he really wanted this old guy to leave quickly. But when he thought that he had all kinds of wonderful ways to make things difficult for him, he could only comfort himself and forget it...

"You can't just say what's going on?" Yegor asked: "Time is precious."

"No, it's actually nothing."

Russell shrugged: "Isn't this thinking that the exploration satellite is going to be launched today? I don't have the money to buy a membership, I want to come to you for a high definition..."

It was as if he was knocking at the village chief’s house in the middle of the night to watch TV, his smile was honest and simple.

It causes blood pressure to surge.

Do you can't afford that TV or can't install the dedicated line of the governing bureau? Do you want me to spend money to lead you? Can you go back quickly?

But Russell had already sat down, and he couldn't move his face, like a nightmare.

Yegor sighed, too lazy to worry.

Even though I have been hiding for so many days, I was still blocked by this old turtle today.

Feeling uncomfortable.

But soon, the outer mirror data at the border was connected to the large screen outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

In the dark abyss, a pale turbulent flow constantly flickered and surging, like a tide of sea, creating ripples and lingering on the defensive front.

It looks gentle like water mist.

But in fact, it is a terrifying disaster phenomenon that is enough to bring the entire border defense line into the highest emergency situation.

The storm from the bottom of the abyss erupted from the desolate whiteness, impacting the current situation's guards all the time - every grain of snow powder that was as fine as fog, was a fragment of hell that solidified with disasters...

Like a meteor cluster bringing destruction, the continuous impact is on the current precautions.

And this impact that lasted for half a month was just a manifestation of the cyclone-like abyss disaster. Thanks to it, the border defense front ushered in unprecedented high pressure.

But at the same time, other legions in the abyss had to stop a large-scale offensive.

It really makes people wonder whether it is good or bad.

"Have the wind not stopped yet?"

Russell stared at the cracks emerging from the outermost layer of the defensive front and sighed helplessly: "It's clear that the rain and snow are already on the road--"

"This is just the beginning. According to the observation scale of the Bronze Eye, it will last at least three months..." After Yegor finished speaking, he added worriedly: "If no one else interferes with it."

But no one really interferes with it?

Even if you think about it, you know that it is impossible.

As the screen changes, the specially developed exploration realm has already flown into the abyss void that is close to the point of being close to the launcher.

No, I'm afraid it's earlier than on the picture.

In that illusion-like desolate white, it is probably difficult to see anything clearly with the naked eye.

What they saw was the rendered picture after the data from countless instruments was transferred back, and after processing and noise reduction by relevant departments.

Through the observation of the exploration environment, a scattered blizzard gradually stripped away the appearance of the concealment, and the abyss sediment and countless fragments of hell wandering in the void were revealed.

It's like a reef hidden under the sea.

shocking.

At this moment, the vortex shrouded outside the present situation has become an abyss millstone. No matter what kind of matter and source substance enter it, it will be crushed into residue in an instant.

On the violent and turbulent scene, countless pieces came towards us, and even if they kept dodging left and right, they still kept shaking.

And the depth is constantly changing.

No rules.

Depth 7...Depth 13...Depth 4...Depth 12...Depth 91...

The more inward you go, the larger the terrifying shadow contained in that vortex.

Even the trait-based exploration cannot be guaranteed to penetrate deeper. Just skimming through the edges shallowly, it is almost falling apart in the heavy blow.

And just at the deepest part of the vortex, huge pieces of debris are rising and falling from depths, and when they collide with each other, a new storm and tide is set off.

Countless fragments of hell gather here, slowly completing the aggregation, gradually emerging huge outlines and prototypes.

And in this bumpy and bumpy speeding, the soaring probe mirror was hiding from the storm, raising the height, flying out of the slant, and glimpsed the terrifying stars hiding on the other end of the storm.

Like a red giant star, the palaces of the fallen country were entangled with blood rivers; the strange wheel of shadows shrouded in darkness and chaos; and, like a sea tide, there were countless thunder spreading like wings, disturbing hideous outlines...

All kinds of symbols of the abyss are different, like cold pupils, looking at each other through the storm that is spreading at this moment.

Grind your minions and prepare patiently.

Wait for the end of the storm.

The horn of war is not far away.

With the changes brought about by this storm, the legions in the abyss have quietly completed the aggregation and have begun to be impatient...

"Look, sometimes once people let go of prejudice and exclusiveness, accept reality, turn around and embrace the collective, they can immediately feel the friendship and warmth from the big family.

It seems that this principle works in the abyss.”

Russell laughed, "After all, there are so many people and great power."

Yegor glanced over, not sure whether he was surprised by his brain circuit or admired the thick lines of the heavenly genealogy: "You can actually laugh?"

"Why can't you laugh?"

Russell spread his hands, pointed to the huge vortex on the screen that was still shrouded in the present situation, and asked back: "No matter how bad the situation is, it is better than just slapping that thing on the face, right?"

Yegor was speechless for a moment.

Staring at the anxious storm on the screen, my eyes twitched twice, and while I was secretly angry, a hint of gratitude appeared.

What the two of them saw now was a deep storm that lasted for half a month and would last for a long time, which was a gift from the rancher...

To be precise, this is the original true mission of the Gospel and Holy See!

Even though they are so far apart, they actually cause destructive power that makes the border defense fronts on the verge of collapse several times.

Imagine what would happen if the Astronomy Association did not make timely countermeasures and was unable to make up its mind, so that the rancher's plan was successfully implemented?

First, through continuous plundering of the soul, the foundation of the Path of All Eternal Path in the Gospel and Holy See is laid.

"The Man-Eating Hell Monster Rises from the Abyss"

Immediately afterwards, millions of souls struggled continuously in the cruel cycle, and according to the blueprint, they evolved a hell food chain that was completely tailor-made for the present situation.

Moreover, after ten minutes of operation, according to the original design, he was completely promoted to the completion state and accumulated enough strength.

The elements of destruction achieve His ulterior motive

By then, even Chunjun's blockade will not allow it to be stranded.

Even the bombing of the solar calendar was enough to cross the last distance. In this way, the incarnation of the rancher broke into the inner layer of the border defense line...
To be continued...