"Gray snow, jumping in the pulse." The hot iron rain pierced the sky, and they dragged the scarlet tail flames, like scars in the sky, and hit the ground heavily.
The commandos kicked open the hatch, picked up their staffs and rifles, and rushed towards the residential area.
"The mirror illuminates the hidden childhood." The prism opens from the deck of the mothership, folding outwards and blooming like petals. The rune links respond, resonating one after another, drawing out the power of magic, and then activating the 'flower core' in the center. Crystal, based on the Morseberg Effect, draws endless power from crystals.
"The pencil fell between the gaps in the sofa." In an instant, purple-red magic light fell from the sky, burning the city evenly.
The hills were melted into a puddle of broken glass, and the radiation of magic energy formed blue shock waves visible to the naked eye, echoing continuously on the earth.
"It's like time, never to be seen again." The dilapidated tube buildings in the city were evaporated in an instant, and the ditches flowing with sewage and excrement were instantly wiped out. The beam of destruction penetrated the surface and went hundreds of meters underground, and the magic energy was like a wave. , go deep into the ground, clean and wash through the gaps in the geological structure, destroy all earthworms, lungfish, and spirulina, and destroy every living creature equally.
"Those who go forward, may the sun accompany you on your journey," the descendants were talking and laughing, rushing through the jungle and fields. They raised their machine guns and staffs, shouting, "Happy time has begun." 'A1 flashes a Qiuli paste', 'All things are born to nourish people', and they pour out their firepower wantonly towards all targets that are still active.
"The emerald sunshine shines through the blood vessels." The fleeing people hid in the church's fortress. The priests took care of the refugees in a panic, and at the same time faced the players falling from the sky blankly.
'The heretics of the devil's path, there are many heresies, they are everywhere. 'They murmured that the powerful heretics were extremely terrifying in terms of technology and strength, which made them want to retreat and surrender.
"You shouldn't retreat, the wind will bring failure back." The sound of the guitar sounded in the church. Under the gaze of everyone, the rock singers who were mixed in the crowd stood up wordlessly. Picking up the guitar is like a soldier picking up a steel gun.
"Don't go back, don't come back." Church. rock. The opponents who once hated each other and wanted to kill each other now faced each other, but they stretched out their hands and held each other tightly.
"The green sunshine will reflect your future." The purple sunshine shines from the glass tiles, and after being rendered by the colored glass, only the verdant and harmonious green is left.
Pacha! The doors and windows were shattered, and a famous player rushed into the church with a joyous laugh. What greeted them was the sound of rock and roll and the roar of mourning ghosts.
"From now on, don't talk about failure again." September 19, 109. After fifty years and seven generations of 'Xia Beiluo' efforts, at this moment, the traditional forces of the Weird Church and the innovators of the rock bands finally reached an agreement. They shook hands and made peace, bravely facing the coming Invaders of the Star Abyss.
[Shaman] brandished a torch and sword, and roared with thunder and anger at the devil and heretic descending from the sky. The [Psychic Medium] called out those silent ghosts, and the army of ghosts that covered the sky crawled out of hell. They shouted loudly and charged towards the armored tanks.
"Comatriots, stand up!" Stirring rock music sounded everywhere on the battlefield, and the guitarist shouted hoarsely, making a soul-trembling voice: "We will never fall here, stand up and fight until the last moment!"
"Except for the gods, no one can make us kneel down! Not even the guests from the stars!"
"Purple Star is still in the world! All these heretics can get are corpses and scorched earth!" Bullets whizzed through the air, tearing the resisting bodies into pieces. The heavily armored magician held the staff and released Magical flames were released, incinerating the approaching ghosts until they were gone. Griffins cut through the sky one after another, dropping magic bombs on bunkers and bunkers. Teleportation arrays lit up in all directions. Agile commandos rushed into the streets and alleys, destroying the ruins. ruthlessly eliminate every unyielding soul.
"They resisted so fiercely." A player swung a knife and cut off the head of a Redemption Army. He raised a machine gun with his backhand and killed the bassist who was playing crazily in the distance. He couldn't help but complain: "These Music adds too many buffs to them and strengthens mortals into warriors."
"After all, the system shows that these rock band members are all citizens of society." Someone else said casually: "Thanks to Bai Zhuxing's experience, [Society] has corrupted many mortals. Some people are too taboo to open fire, but they are corrupted." Citizen annihilation—this time, we will not be merciful to civilians.”
"That's right, [Society] is parasitic on their culture, and we have no choice but to give them a break as soon as possible." The player grabbed the opportunity and said matter-of-factly: "This time, it's our turn to fight against [Society] ”
"Speaking of which, these songs are pretty good. I seem to understand why some people would rather lose themselves and join [society]."
"That's what I say, but if I were an NPC, I wouldn't want to lose my personality."
"Ah, but it sounds really good. It seems good to sacrifice oneself to achieve the collective goal... Well, the system reminds me that my [world view] has a 'social tendency'. When it reaches the full value, I will be forced to become a social citizen."
"Do you still want to join [society] now?"
"I don't want it anymore, I definitely don't want it anymore." The players joked, trampling the bones of the Purple Man under their feet while talking and laughing. They walked through the scarlet streets, sat down in front of the burning church, and briskly counted the harvest of the mission. .
After entering the universe, this was the first time for such a landing battle, and most people were immersed in the joy and novelty of victory in the mission.
Snap. The seventh-generation 'Xia Beiluo' fell in a pool of blood. Li Ozi calmly stepped forward, kicked her head away, squatted down, and reached out to touch the silver guitar - 'Soul Casino' - that she held tightly in her hand.
[Side mission: "Two people go together" has been completed. 】ever! Li Ozi's hand stopped in mid-air, and his fingertips were only an inch away from touching the guitar.
He held his knees, and without even looking at Shang Yingfeng, who was lying on his neck, he half-knelt on the spot and said calmly: "Put down the knife."
"...You lied to me, Li Aozi." Caramel Snail said coldly: "Why do you do this?" Li Aozi said calmly: "This is the plan, didn't I tell you - don't think about anything , just listen to me."
"Plan? What do you think I am?" Caramel Snail held the blade sideways, and the radiating blade was close to Li Aozi's neck. Li Aozi's speech made him laugh angrily: "You clearly know that Xia Beiluo has been dead long ago. Mingming knew that this planet was hopeless, and had decided to invade this planet long ago - but you lied to me, lied to me that you were here to find someone. You said so much, how miserable Xia Beiluo is , how unfortunate people are... I’ve been through so much, and now it tells me that it’s all the result of [society’s] parasitism.”
"Aren't you happy?" Li Ozi said casually. Caramel Snail said: "You have made good relationships with people along the way, and people have given you so many good things to entertain you..."
"They took the initiative to like me. I didn't ask them to like me." Li Ozi said perfunctorily. He held the sharp blade tightly: "Take me through every city here and let me understand the customs and customs..."
"For the convenience of bombing." Caramel Snail covered his heart with one hand and said bitterly: "You have known the truth about 'rock' for a long time, and you have been preventing me from truly listening to rock music - this is a tragedy, why didn't you tell me?"
"Tell you, how can you carry out your mission honestly?" Li Aozi glanced at him: "What do you think we do?" Caramel Snail was stunned for a moment and said: "Contact Xia Beiluo... become Friends, and then help them reconcile with the local civilization and achieve peace..."
"Who do you think you are?" Li Ozi pushed away the back of the knife, reached out to pick up the guitar, stood up slowly, turned his back to the caramel snail, and said: "Who do you think I am again? A hero? A savior. ?ambassador of peace?"
"...Didn't you do those things on the Azure Star?" Caramel Snail opened his mouth and said: "We came here because of Li Ozi's words - 'Go out of the planet and find a way to save the mother planet' Moving forward with you. Of course you should be a savior——"
"You are wrong." Li Ozi gently plucked the strings: "I have no obligation to save others."
"……Aha?"
"From the beginning to the end, I have only lived to fulfill my personal selfish desires." Li Ozi said calmly: "The purpose of saving the Blue Star is to turn you into my fans and believers. The strategic position of the Blue Star is very important. It’s important and I want it.”
"The White Candle Star——"
"There are 3 billion people in White Candle Star, and the ready-made interstellar civilization facilities have a very good foundation. Besides, guess what, why are all the physical properties of White Candle Star under the name of Leoz Dominate?" Li Ozi The speech made Caramel Snail's childhole tremble violently.
"... Then why are you still fighting [society] with all your life?" Caramel Snail asked: "Since you are an oligarch, a president, and a brutal invader... why are you still fighting [society]? 】Fight to the end?"
"Silly boy." Li Ozi glanced at the caramel snail pitifully: "If I don't kill [Society], how can I immigrate to a narrative-level civilization? I must have a certificate to defeat [Society]'s warriors. This is the world's most powerful warrior. One of the highest honors in the universe, who doesn’t want to write a mark on his or her resume?” Caramel Snail fell silent.
Rumble, rumble... thunder rolled in the sky, as aerial knights and fighter jets pierced the sky, and harsh noises fell along with the heavy rain.
Caramel Snail's heart gradually became confused. He tilted his head back, letting his brain try to steady itself.
