The low and twisted change of sound came slowly, and all the auxiliary officials suddenly changed color, and the witch's profession was as gloomy as water:

"You have penetrated the fortress, made your troops turn against each other, lured and encircled and annihilated... It's great, I'm the one who's worse than the chess. But slaughtering your own army? I can't understand, Mr. Thousand Faces..."

"Own troops?"

Qianmeng sneered.

"I think you might have made something wrong. Of course, you have to use the most severe punishment when dealing with rebellion, otherwise it would be bad for everyone to develop the habit of running away with money."

"The rumors are true. Your organization has been split. What do you want?" Wu Zhi sternly said.

Qianmian laughed and said, "I'm curious about one thing. I found something interesting in your central system. May I ask...What is the Sword of Damage?"

Many auxiliary officials showed doubts, but Wu Zhi looked shocked:

"I don't know what you are talking about..."

"No, of course you know, because Plan No. 24 exists in your file, described as 'assassinating Thousand Faces with the Sword of Destruction', the executor was the Sword of War No. 34... But this sentence is too enchanting. I want to know, what is the Sword of Destruction?"

"This is impossible!!!" Wu Zhimeng then took a step back, his pupils shrinking like a needle point, "You really..."

"Yes, I've really seen your main control system. Otherwise, how would I know your name?" Qianmian's tone was a little confused, as if he was saying why you didn't believe it.

"Immediately let the engineer check all suspicious access records in the central system, as well as the backend!"

"I advise you not to waste your time, it's better to listen to my deal."

"I want you to keep all the information you get in secret, and you can open the conditions at will!"

"Oh? Do you want that third of the military power?"

"Tell me, how much information you have got!!!" Wu Zhi was completely furious and suddenly punched through the desktop terminal.

"I know almost everything except the No. 24 Plan. Unfortunately, most of your fortresses are military information, and there is no other internal information from Wushi Heavy Industry."

"I can't tell you, if I change the conditions, I'll trade it myself!"

"Then there is no need. You just need to tell me, give or not. I am actually very busy and don't have time to talk to you. If you make the wrong choice, we don't need to talk more, but I think you will regret it..."

"Since you have invaded the central system, why not take it away yourself?"

"Stop kidding, witch commander."

The voice of Qianmian gradually subsided.

"There is no absolutely safe system in the world now. The safest thing is paper preservation. You are insulting my professionalism. Send what I want to this place, otherwise, say goodbye to your fortress."

A coordinate was displayed on the screen. Wu Zhi waved his hand, and an auxiliary official immediately understood and began to arrange it. Wu Zhi quickly transferred the picture to his terminal and entered the rigor room at an extremely fast speed and began to thrive.

"Threat is useless, Mr. Qianmian. Why don't we have a good talk?"

The other party suddenly fell into silence.

Wu Zhi frowned and quickly arranged a large number of tasks on the terminal. At the same time, he took an absolutely elite army of executioners and sat in his special car-

A technology shuttle.

"Thousand-faced? We can meet your requirements, but now I just hope to have a good talk with you..."

"No."

It was not until the Flying Shuo left the fortress that the Qianmeng's voice came again-

"Say goodbye, Commander of the Witch."

Click.

The call was interrupted, Wu Zhi's heart became tight and a strong sense of panic filled his heart.

The next moment, accompanied by a shocking loud noise, the extremely day-like light exploded in his vision, and a terrifying shock wave blew the shuttle away-

A giant mushroom hundreds of meters skyrocketed into the sky, engulfing the entire rock top fortress.

...

...

...

"Commander? We are in a tough battle. Please give a retreat order!"

"commander?"

Gunshots were everywhere, and thousands of elite company troops were only more than 200 left, and the executioners were only in their early twenties. The terrifying dark creatures dispersed the positions again. In the flying dust on the side, the terrorists of the World Tree were also about to break out with them under the drive of biological weapons.

"Lieutenant, our number is declining sharply...we must retreat!!"

"But we have not received the command from the command center yet, so we can only continue to execute the previous command!"

"Don't worry about the fucking command!! We have to retreat!!!"

With a loud roar, countless soldiers fell down.

The dark beast shadows gradually approached, and at that time, the final defeated generals and biological weapons of the "World Tree" completely surrounded them.

The leader of the sect was promoted to the wild teeth with blood-red muscles and swollen wild muscles, the last remaining soldiers of the Root Sect. At this moment, his armor was broken and collapsed in large pieces, and the active flesh and blood torn by various fibers were exposed to the air, leading the believers to rush towards the position of the Wu Heavy Industry Force.

"Damn, these terrorists..."

"stop!"

The temporary commander suddenly pressed the gun of the soldiers beside him, and his eyes flashed at the members of the "World Tree" running towards him.

"Let them in!"

"You're crazy?! These terrorists..."

"Can't you see it yet?! This is the intervening of the other force! Only by temporarily uniting can we retreat alive!"

The interim commander made a decision.

There is no need to hesitate anymore. The command center has been disconnected for nearly ten minutes, and they may have been given up.

The only thing they have to do now is to survive and join forces with their former enemies.

Fortunately, the so-called promoters of the wild teeth think so—

The moment he rushed into the battle formation, he raised his hideous fist, smashed a black leopard away, and rescued the temporary commander who was about to die.

"The root betrayed us."

He pulled the commander on the ground and turned his head to raise his fists to the last bit left behind him:

"Our God has betrayed us, and since that's the case...we no longer need to serve Him."

"Kill these evil god creatures, survive and guard Banga in your own way!!!"

The killing continued, and the rescued battlefield commander was excited. He turned to look at the Wu Heavy Industry troops and roared loudly:

"The company abandoned us, and we no longer need to fight for the company, survive and leave this damn..."

boom!!!!!!

The deafening loud noise shocked the entire earth. The violent shock wave turned a large area of ​​yellow sand into circular waves and knocked everyone to the ground. The drizzle stopped for a short time and then fell down again.

The cheeks filled with yellow sand were fluttering, and through the rolling sand and dust, everyone was stunned when they looked at the giant mushroom cloud rising into the sky.

Rock Top Fortress is gone.

The temporary commander's lips squirmed, and the broken face armor was full of dullness.

"That's the core of the fortress... This is impossible! How could someone blow up the core of the fortress!? Who is it..."

At this moment, he finally understood that it was not the fortress who abandoned him.

But the fortress is gone.

The loss of contact in the combat command room is clearly related to this.

The rolling smoke slowly dissipated, and the mixed beasts grinning were exposed to everyone's vision. A man and a woman appeared together.

The man in red, covered with sand and dust, gently threw down the communications contactor in his hand, and took back metal tentacles from above, and his calm eyes swept over the position against the rift cliff:

"This is a better arrangement. Nortes, Shagara."

One gray and one black, two huge foxes walked out from behind him, one left and one right.

"Everyone, you are very lucky because you have the opportunity to survive."

Turing stepped forward slowly, and everyone tightened and quickly retreated—

A strong sense of danger swept away from him.

"I will give you freedom from my pet's successful escape. Dear traitors..."

Looking at the members of the Root Sect on one side, Turing grinned:

“From now.”

"roar--!!!!"

"Open fire!!!"

The dense gunfire and two shocking beast roars burst out, blood pouring on, dyeing the yellow sand red.
To be continued...