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Chapter 179: The Deep Sorrow (47): The Broken Camp

New Yuan calendar, July 30, 557.

Cruzd Federation, Extreme Cold Special Zone, Area A (Old Subfrost Area), the joint camp of "Chaos Group" and "Empressionism", at the entrance of the ruins.

Dragging his hungry and tired body, "Future" and Loka walked along the "Artificial Lake" for almost a day and a night before reaching the original camp area.

It’s not because they are not familiar with the road conditions or have difficulty walking, but the changes in the battle situation seem to exceed the expectations of the two.

Previously, in the eastern region, the federal army and the Lost controlled part of the control, with a war zone in the middle, and artillery fire continued to spread.

But the situation is very strange, and the road is very quiet, but from time to time, vehicles with the flag of the federal "Red Double-Headed Eagle" pass by, with unknown purpose, unknown whereabouts, and unknown directions. According to the observation of "Future", they seem to be circled in this original battlefield area, either drawing maps, exploring information, or preparing for the next attack.

Every time I encounter these federal vehicles, Loka and the Future will look for legacy bunkers or tall oaks to hide. After all, the current "Future" looks a bit creepy, one arm is missing and the other arm is alienated, like a thick and dry trunk. It is probably extremely difficult for this body to disguise human children or psychics in front of the Federation.

As a last resort, they finally got out of the maximum range of human vehicles and arrived at a familiar and very unfamiliar camp.

Loka was already mentally prepared for the development of the battlefield situation, but when he saw the scene of empty people and ruins everywhere, he couldn't help but feel sad and shed tears.

Continuing to move along the camp street that originally led to the warehouse area, Loka and "Future" discovered that it seemed to have been attacked by multiple rounds of attacks by the Federal Aerospace Forces and artillery. Perhaps because of the magic source protection shield, it did not become a region controlled by some independent armed forces in the south, just like the surface of the moon.

However, the tents built for the lost and the teenagers collapsed one after another, and the daily necessities inside were scattered all over the floor. I picked up a shriveled iron kettle and found that it was stained with a lot of blood-colored dirt and the charred color left after the explosion.

"The Federal Commission, this time, has invested a lot of effort in the 'man-made lake'. As far as I know, the Federal Aerospace Forces have not dared to take such a large-scale operation for at least a year and a half. This time, it is probably Vasily that your 'high-destroying and unintentional person' has been temporarily sealed, so he dared to be so unscrupulous." "The Future" stared at the crater several meters deep under his feet and analyzed:

"Apart from the military bombs of the Federal Aerospace Forces, namely the 'Wa-K01' and 'Wa-K02', only the 'Hydron', 'Tulip', 'Red Rose' and 'New Carnation' cannons that were successfully replicated in Xinfeng Town were so powerful.

"Usually, the Federation needs to maintain the balance of military forces in various places. It is difficult for the chief executives of all generations to make a decision and use a large number of advanced weapons in one place. But Vasily is a complete gambler. Knowing that we are moving camps and wanting to hold a ceremony to awaken "Yato" here, we will devote all the most elite military forces here at all costs."

"Indeed." Loka nodded and agreed:

"If it weren't for the protection of the magic power, even these ruins would not be left behind. Now, after the war, there are no tents, and the temporary prefabricated houses are gone, and even a figure cannot be seen. "Future", I am very worried about the safety of Brother Ice Blade. He was injured in the battle with "Red Armor". If he was forced to be involved in a conflict, he would probably not be able to live to see the sun tomorrow."

"It's useless to be anxious, Loka. However, the situation should not be as bad as you imagined. Although it seems very chaotic and messy here, if you observe carefully, you will not find any body belonging to our lost person here. Moreover, the human trucks just now drove up to a maximum of six or seven hundred meters away from the camp and turned around and returned. They could not come here to clean the battlefield." "Future" further analyzed:

"So, it is very likely that you did suffer losses in the attack of humans, but you also transferred the camp in time, but you didn't have time to take away many daily necessities. To put it bluntly, for us losers, if we don't want to maintain absolute clarity, we just need to bring a weapon and walk into the pile of 'unintentional people' or human settlements. After all, any piece of meat can be used as our food."

"Then 'future', can you infer where the 'Ice Blade' and the others retreated? My magic source power was exhausted as early as when I was fighting with Ivan Twenty-second. I didn't eat that day, recovered slowly, and was always at a very low concentration level. So..." Loka said in a requesting tone and looked at "future".

He turned his head and glanced at Loka. The "future" responded with a half-kind and half-dolling smile:

"I want me to use the professional ability of [explorer] to 'search' to help you find the direction, right?"

Loka didn't say anything, but nodded slightly heavy.

Sighing, "Future" closed his eyes tightly, stretched out his right hand, lifting his wide, black palm upwards, and the pure black magic source power, which was as straight as a needle, quickly jumped out of his palms. Under the guidance of the dark magic source power, after a complex splicing process, an illusory compass for navigation was formed.

"Is this your new ability?" Loka said curiously, approached and observed the small objects formed by the magic source power.

The dark, illusory compass hangs between the new palms of the "future" of the ancient power, and emits trumpet-like lights on both sides, like a lighthouse patrolling in the darkness.

About two or three seconds later, I felt the "future" of the magic power again, and turned my head and smiled at Loka, responding:

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content below! "Yes, I think my magic source power order level should be promoted after we kill Ivan Twenty-second. Correspondingly, the professional skills of [Explorer] have also been improved. If it was the elementary "Search", it can now be called the medium "Search". After experiencing the two eras of Steam Era and Wasteland Era, there is not much material left on the cultivation and study of the magic source power, let alone the professional ability.

"I think that a promotion in a battle with people with extraordinary powers and gods is a practical way to predict the results. By the way, Loka, my information power tells me that we are standing too low now to find out all the surrounding areas. I will step on your hand and soar in the air. You hold me hard, just like a bomb, throw me as high as possible, okay?"

"Of course there is no problem!" Loka patted her chest and agreed confidently.

"Prepare, Loka. 3,2,1!" As soon as the countdown for "Future" ended, he jumped up suddenly and stepped on Loka's arm. It seemed that he had passed the adventure of "The Deep Relics of Deep". Loka's power, especially the magic source order, was also greatly improved. He saw his arms and muscles suddenly exerting force, throwing it upwards, causing the "Future" to rise in the air.

In an instant, the body of "future" came to a position about 20 meters above the ground. Then, he continued to recite the central language that he could not understand. Surrounded by the double blessing of darkness and ancient power, a layer of vigorous lightning was wrapped around the compass in his hand.

As the reserve of power reached its extreme, the compass spread out a ripples-like ring clearly visible to the naked eye. With the blessing of the magic source power, the "future" that maintains the hovering posture in the air continues to receive information around the camp and transmit the specific appearance of the camp to the palm.

After about three or four minutes, the magic power was exhausted and it was difficult to sit in the "future" floating state, he landed straight and fast, but very steadily on the ground. The compass in his hand was replaced by a crystal ball that contrasted the specific appearance of the surrounding environment.

Twisting the crystal ball, "Future" and Loka observed the holographic images of the camp, looking for traces of the lost people. Finally, near the warehouse area, the two saw several familiar and blurred figures.

"It seems that my magic power level is not enough, and the image is still a bit blurry, but this should be a real-time scene. Judging by body shape and clothing, these people should be the top leaders of your "chaotic group". Judging from their actions, it seems that they are loading the supplies in the warehouse. We have to go over quickly, otherwise it will take a lot of effort to catch up with them."

...

With the goal, Loka and "Future" put in full strength and ran wildly in the ruins for fifteen minutes at a speed that almost reached the limit of their body, and arrived at the warehouse area that usually took more than forty-five minutes to reach.

Gasping heavily, before they could adjust their breathing, they immediately followed the instructions of the holographic images in the crystal ball to search for the directions of the blurred figures just now among the complex winding roads in the warehouse area.

While walking, Loca and "Future" discovered that although the warehouse area was bombed by artillery, the damage was significantly less severe.

Except for the collapse of some factories, one or two walls collapsed, and occasionally scattered craters on the ground, most areas remained in the state after the initial construction was completed, and there was almost no loss, but... there was still no figure...

It was not until... after turning countless intersections one after another that Loka finally heard the familiar but very annoying voice of a mature female that belonged to "Thunder Page".

After rushing over, Loka and the Future stopped next to a military truck that was originally a federal one.

Facing the two panting, "Thunder Page" who was still wearing combat attire did not react for a moment. She rushed to the loser who was transporting frozen "intentional people" and metal experimental materials. She picked up the two "Shadow" submachine guns placed in the truck with both hands and pointed them in front.

"Who are you?" "Leiye" looked at the two of them with great vigilance and asked in a stern tone.

The two people who barely recovered their breath seemed helpless and very angry. After all, "Thunder Page" is not only the leader of the "Order Society" with "Future", but also a member of the "Chaos Group" with Loka. Logically speaking, it should not be so vigilant.

unless……

"The 'Thunder Page' may have defected to the Federation. Maybe we are late, and the Federation has taken over the warehouse area. Now, these people are just transporting the supplies stored in this for the Federation by your "Ice Blade" brother for research for those scientists. Loka, fight."

As the "future" said, his right hand suddenly crushed the crystal ball that showed a holographic projection, condensed the black power on his right arm, forming the only iconic "Hozi Tentacle", and his eyes suddenly turned into a pure black existence and quickly entered a state of combat.

Faced with hostility, Loka, who was in anger, obviously did not consider it. He took into account the "future"'s low judgment, but instead raised the pistol at the waist and pointed it at the head of "Leige", but did not pull the trigger immediately.

For a brief moment, the two sides seemed to have formed a tacit understanding. Although they were confronting each other, they did not attack first until Loka roared:

"'Thunder Page', where has my brother Ice Blade gone? Have you been betrayed and defected to the Federation? Talk!!!"

"Lokka?" A hint of surprise flashed across her face. She quickly examined her body and face, her body was higher, her dangerous magic power was stronger, and there was an ugly shallow scar on her right cheek.

After quickly calculating various possibilities in my mind, I said to Po Jun, who was behind me, who was the current "stealer" of the "Order Society":

"The Federal Council's people are not so stupid, should they send two people who obviously don't match their appearance to deceive us?"

"I don't think so." Victor responded with a slightly hoarse but still very magnetic voice:

"Yaroslav is a very smart and cautious person. Even if he sends a psychic to deceive us, he has to go through careful disguise. At the least, he is a kid who has mastered the ability of [temptation]. These two... 'Thunder Page', don't you think the aura of the boy who has alienated his right arm is very familiar with?"

"Is it possible that we really disappeared some time ago, our 'stealer'''future'' and the younger brother Loka who was longing for "Ice Blade"? But it is obvious that they... from their physical figure, they seem to have grown a lot." "Thunder Page" maintained a confrontation posture and whispered in confusion.

"I heard that the 'sorrow' in the 'deep ruins' is not a complete negative effect, such as guiding people to have a mental breakdown, etc. If you can restrain it, it will increase the order of the users of the magic source power and guide them to grow. I think the so-called 'growth' should be the 'growth' at the physical level." Victor explained:

"Why, let the one Loka knows most well...his friends to judge?"

"You mean, Nahaka?"

Before the words of "Thunder Page" were finished, an excited cat moan came from the truck behind the few people.
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