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It was as thick as ink in the darkness, and nothing could be distinguished clearly.

Only the faint electric light shone and danced in the clouds above the sky, but the extremely dazzling flashes in the past seemed to have dimmed, and could only vaguely reflect the outline of the earth.

Uplifted mountains and collapsed rift valleys.

And right at the top of the mountain, in the cold iron light, boiling red was rolling, casting light on this cold world.

Whenever the volcanic eruption-like flames rise from the casting furnace, they briefly illuminate the outline of the entire world.

On the barren land, dust dances.

As the vision deepens, strange illusions gradually emerge from the darkness, and the wandering fire of ignorance rises and falls, like phosphorus in bones burning in hell.

The world is so silent.

Only faint laughter echoed in the darkness in the distance, as if there was wind blowing, or some strange phenomenon spawned from the depths.

"It's just like the deep sea..."

The cabin in the forest scratched his hair and sighed silently.

The long black hair danced in the darkness, as if blending into the darkness. When the ends of the hair floated, the outline of a snake would faintly appear, looking hungrily at the phantoms and outlines emerging in the darkness.

He suddenly opened his mouth, extended it, bit it, and then returned it silently.

He was like a fish in the deep sea, walking leisurely between the mountains. The color on the depth gauge on his wrist kept changing, staying between purple and red.

The blighted area.

Such a depth is no longer within the range that ordinary people can survive. If you are directly exposed to this depth without vaccination, it will begin to deform in no more than five minutes.

And the changes brought about by that turbidity current impact were not only the darkness and terrifying depth, but also the almost earth-shaking changes in the landscape.

The massive amount of falling border debris completely changed the terrain, making the area where the Polaris transfer station is located completely unrecognizable. The former rift valley disappeared in the collapse.

The mountains collapsed, and the squeezed strata rose. Only the mountains turned into steel still stood tall.

The huge furnace spits out fire.

Illuminating the hell before my eyes.

And just under the iron mountain, the cold light of countless searchlights radiated around. The huge transfer station stood solemnly in the hell, like a sleeping giant.

But compared to the darkness that was too vast and huge, this meager ray of light was so small.

It seemed like it might go out at any moment.

At the top of the hill, the cabin in the forest turned around. Amidst the sound of the wind, the huge iron crow slowly landed on the ground. When the closed steel wings unfolded, the half-kneeling crow slowly stood up and spread its sharp claws.

Between the sharp claws is a broken piece of iron.

Armor from a certain vehicle body.

It was still stained with blood.

It quacked a few times and reported the findings of its exploration.

"Okay, I understand, thank you."

The cabin in the forest nodded and watched the iron crow leave. Soon, another iron crow descended from the sky again, but its hands were empty and it found nothing. It just shook its head towards him.

The iron wings are dyed with scarlet color.

The cabin in the forest nodded, and the crow flapped its wings and ascended into the sky.

After the released crows returned one after another, the cabin in the forest left the hill.

After passing through the frame that had shrunk to less than half in size, and undergoing layers of disinfection, we walked into the solar boat.

"Is there any result?" Yuan Yuan asked.

The hut in the forest shook his head and threw the iron piece in his hand.

"The three nearest camps are all in ruins... The crows from further away have not returned yet, but many out-of-control hell swarms and aberrations have been observed, and they have all spread."

He sighed and asked, "Is there any worse news?"

"Yes, I have."

Yuan Yuan glanced at him: "The solar ship's radar system shows that there is a large-scale hell army moving towards us, and there is a ruler-level disaster response among them."

Damn it, it rained all night long when the house leaked!

The corner of the forest house's eyes twitched, and he felt a headache. He forced a smile: "At least the situation can't be worse, right?"

"..."

Yuan Yuan raised his head again, glanced at him, remained silent for a moment, and told him: "The analysis result of the source material data is the Sea of ​​Thunder."

Grass.

In the silence, the cabin in the forest became dark.

I have the urge to slap myself in the face.

Is there anything worse than a ruler coming to you with a bunch of monsters and monsters to start a movie?

Yes, this ruler is from the Thunder Sea...

Perhaps in other places, what a ruler is good at is singing, dancing, cooking or giving birth to babies, but unfortunately, in the Sea of ​​Thunder, there is only one standard for becoming a ruler.

Can fight!

During the centuries-old ritual, even the great king must respond when faced with challenges from his subordinates.

Nowadays, the five giants, including Lord Thunder, all rely on absolute violence and destruction, using massive amounts of death and destruction to achieve their high status.

The dwarf king in every giant settlement is a monster swept up from the fighting.

Roll with the same race, roll with the alien race, roll with every opponent you can see, roll in the end, roll into the toughest stubble, the most famous ruthless person in the abyss.

Only in this way can we compete for the qualifications to become a giant and launch the soul-cleansing campaign.

Even death, the lingering disaster will merge into hell, triggering endless struggle and destruction...

But looking at the bright side, Raymond still has the heart of an unlucky exiled dwarf king in his belly, which can be considered a supernumerary dwarf!

If that doesn't work, let him find a relative.

Maybe we can let them go?

There were countless unconscionable and whimsical thoughts that came to mind in the cabin in the woods, but in the end, there was only a wry smile left at the corner of his mouth.

Just as he was about to ask if it was too late to run away now, he heard Yuan Yuan's answer: "If you lose your land and run away, you will have to go to a military court."

At work, Yuan Yuan was too lazy to look up at him.

The Yuan family and the Lin family have been fighting for so many years, and even if you think about it with your heels, you know what is going on in these guys' minds.

The habit of never fighting an uncertain battle, never taking advantage of something you haven't seen before, and having several escape routes ready at all times has almost become instinctive.

Unfortunately, the Legion of Original Sin has no retreat.

The task they accepted was to build and protect the Polaris Transfer Station. Without orders from the Central Committee, they would be deserters even if they moved ten kilometers north.

"Thanks for the encouragement."

The fish-eyed man in the forest cabin sighed: "Can it be more inspiring?"

"able."

Yuan Yuan stretched out his hand and put a thick stack of documents into his arms: "Material distribution form, it will be used before the afternoon. Before the war starts, weapon loss and consumable rationing, as well as fire support requirements... fill them all out , do it quickly.

Is it inspiring enough?”

Thank you very much!

"..."

The little hands in the cabin in the forest began to tremble unsatisfactorily once again.

I want to give myself two more big mouths.

What are you asking for?

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Near noon, someone heard the sound of the mountains.

It was as if the loud noise of the marching mountains sounded from the dancing darkness at the end of the earth, followed immediately by a low sound like a heavy rainstorm.

On the Iron Mountain, each stone trembled in the turmoil of the earth.

Under the trampling of the giant beast, the storm blew from afar, and countless dust rose up, danced, and fell into the molten fire of the iron mountain.

And just on the other side of the darkness, an even more violent electric light lit up.

Pulled by chains as thick as dozens of people hugging each other, the cloud of disaster filled with endless destructive thunder was also moving forward with the huge array amid the roar of the giant beasts.

Under the spell of the sacrifice, countless disasters gathered in the clouds, beating to the beat of drums and horns, forming an unparalleled weapon of war.
To be continued...