Three seconds later, Lucien, among the armored demons, finally emerged from the nearly endless siege. To be precise, he finally found the opportunity to throw away the entangled steel soldiers.

Since the explosion that almost distinguishes itself from our enemies.

He seized the crucial opportunity, tried all his strength, smashed the wall in front of him, and finally broke into the core of the base.

Then, he fell into a dullness.

Just before him, on the square that was so vast that it was almost impossible to see, life poles stood like tombstones, just as he expected.

He has already entered the enemy's vitals.

But what made him stiff in place was the open cabin doors and even the empty life capsule, and no one was lying inside.

There were still traces of evacuation on the ground. Earlier, before they launched the attack, the soldiers lying here had already left.

But who is manipulating the steel soldiers who launched a siege on them?

Ghost?

Or...

"Retreat! Everyone retreats!!!"

Lucien finally realized it suddenly and shouted in the channel: "This is a trap!!!"

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Outside Greenwich Park, in the sewer, the colonel pushed away the last corpse in front of him, threw down the empty gun in his hand, and climbed up the drain well with difficulty.

When I lifted the manhole cover, I saw the heavy rain that seemed to swallow up the whole world, and the heavy sound of rain echoed.

He gasped and sat down on the ground, rubbing the pulley of the lighter, but no flames ignited. After repeated several times, he finally gave up, cursed and sweared, took the cigarette from the corner of his mouth, and threw it into the rain.

Then, the detonation button was pressed.

boom!

A dull sound came from under the lake, and the nearly boiling waves emerged from the artificial lake as the turmoil that affected the entire park, and the water level was falling rapidly.

Backflow!

Drown everything that is immersed in it...

The echo is loud.

"Well, yes... I'm over here. You guys follow the steps to evacuate, or go to the Defense Agency, and they will arrange for you to leave London."

The colonel said to the person on the other end of the phone: "The war time is over. Everyone, take the money and go back to your own life. This is also the general's wish.

This is what you deserve.”

"What about you?" asked the tired voice on the other end of the phone: "We have been retired for so many years and it is rare to meet. Do you want to come out and have a drink?"

"I... may be a little later."

In the rain, the colonel looked down at the water beside his feet and sighed helplessly: "You go first, there is no way, there is always someone who needs to continue working overtime."

"You don't look like a dedicated person." The person on the other end of the phone laughed.

"At least I don't like to be verbose." said the colonel, "See you guys."

“…”

The voice on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, as if he understood something.

"Yeah, see you."

The phone hung up.

In a brief busy voice, the colonel looked back at the devastated behind him and turned around and left.

Only a ray of blood spread silently from the water on the ground.

It gradually disappeared in the turbid rain.

With the faint rising flames...

.

.

"So that's the case?"

Huai Shi sighed lightly and stared at the opponent in front of him. Under his torn coat, his body with unknown amount of steel and machinery implanted, finally realized: "This time, I was cheated a little thoroughly."

"Isn't war just a conspiracy and a lie? Huai Shi, you have to get used to it earlier."

Solomon pulled off the broken sleeves indifferently, and blood and fire surged from his old body, and the implants and complex instruments embedded in the flesh and bones flashed with faint light.

The achievements from the Technical Department are still faithfully fulfilling their duties - to transmit the will, power, and this power from Solomon to countless terminals!

Go towards countless empty steel bodies!

From the Sentinel industry to the present, everyone thought that Solomon would let his soldiers control the killing machines that did not know death and pain and devote themselves to war.

But this is simply a misleading made by Solomon.

Let them mistakenly think that they still have weaknesses. Let their opponents feel that they have discovered the enemy's vitals... This has never been just bait.

Standard souls and steel bodies are never something for those soldiers.

It's a tool belonging to Solomon!

Those steel soldiers and the immortal legion had long been dead. What had entered the process were the countless remnants of souls entangled in Solomon's body, and the obsession of the man in front of him.

He will not hesitate to split himself into countless parts, make his consciousness into copies, upload it, carry it into the shell of destined destruction, and join the war!

The madmen in the technical department perfectly fulfilled Solomon's request and created the perfect tool for this war that belonged only to him.

And now, the project is over.

When the power of the Sea of ​​Silver descended, he had already passed his weakest time and was no longer flawless!

"Where are those people?"

Huai Shi sighed silently and asked in confusion: "Where are those who follow you and join the regeneration plan?"

"They have fulfilled their responsibilities. After Huai Shi, the soldiers have completed their mission, they should retreat and leave the battlefield that does not belong to them." Solomon replied calmly: "They no longer have to sacrifice."

“…”

In the brief silence, Huai Shi stared at the opponent in front of her, looking at his already riddled consciousness and on the verge of collapse, and couldn't help mocking: "Just turn the sacrificed person into you, right?"

At this moment, in Huai Shi's eyes, countless deaths entangled him, and those incomplete souls filled the cracks, used all their strength to maintain his integrity and continue his existence.

But how long can it last?

When the building block at the bottom layer was pulled away, the tower was already shaking.

"Well? Aren't you the same, Huai Shi?"

Solomon asked in confusion: "I thought you could understand."

The locust poem is speechless.

At this moment, with the sound of the sea of ​​silver, what ignited from his hands was a silver glow.

Just like, the flame of iron.

The light that ignited the soul countless times surging silently.

The sound of auditory cracking sounded again from the ears, and the sound from the Sea of ​​Silver became clearer.

It seems as if the huge loud noises of the world are echoing in the body and soul.

"Lotus Poems! Lotus Poems! Lotus Poems! Lotus Poems!"

I don't know how many people are shouting, his name, his soul!

It's like suddenly, I have the whole world.

The nearly infinite source substance comes from nowhere, flowing and circulating from the soul. The composition of the forbidden hand has expanded and extended from the beginning - breaking through his soul and turned into substance!

When he turned around and looked behind him, the glow that was running like a sun wheel.

Now that things have come to this point, there is nothing to say.

"It's hard for me to do this, General."

Huai Shi sighed helplessly, the sound of the tide sounded out of thin air, the majestic outline of the iron whale fell, and turned into the quality of Afang: "It is enough to have me on the moral high ground... So, can you please move a place?"

Solomon, laughed softly.

He likes this joke.

Like it very much!

I like you so much, Huai Shi.

Solomon was unswerving and offered praise - to destroy!

At that moment, the sea of ​​corpses and blood reappeared from the scarlet flame light, and surrounded by countless dead people, a terrifying force once again hit the face!

boom!
To be continued...