"Didi!"
A rapid siren sounded.
"Coordinates are 127 East Longitude and 26 North Latitude. The reconnaissance plane detected an ultra-high energy reaction!"
"The foggy clouds spread in waves. Based on the backward calculation of the map coordinate points, it is estimated that the energy of the wave center is close to 10 stars."
"Falcon called headquarters...requesting further verification of coordinates."
A large number of signals began to be transmitted to Hongshan Island, and finally they were gathered into messages and presented in front of the commanders.
The moment the mushroom cloud rose, all the ships surrounding islands 13-17 in the northern waters captured this violent signal.
The monitors who stayed on the transport plane had their hearts in their throats at this moment.
Because since setting foot in the northern sea, ultra-high-level energy dissipation finally appeared.
This usually means that a team encountered a high-level fog beast, and the consequences of the encounter...
Just imagining it is enough to make one shudder.
This will be death on a grand scale!
The Hongshan Island headquarters fell into a terrifying silence the moment it received the message.
Ordinary officers did not even dare to make a loud sound, for fear of disturbing the thoughts of the Yunzhen Dragon General.
The breath coming out of Yun Zhenxiong's nose became thicker, but his face remained calm. He looked back at the adjutant and said, "What was the result of the staff's combat deduction?"
"Yuanhua's team may have encountered a strong enemy, and as a result... the chance of survival is less than 3%."
"Is the Yuanhua tribe's fog flag line connected?"
"No."
Yun Zhenxiong fell silent, closed his eyes, and said calmly: "Notify the five nearby teams to avoid the area where Yuanhua Base is located. Mark the fog threat and mark the level..."
"Gale level."
After hearing his parents' words, the atmosphere in the entire command center became a little dull.
A 10-star gale-level reaction occurred the next day, which was not a good sign.
No one here is more experienced than General Yun Long.
When General Yunlong's words coincided with the staff's reasoning,
They know that Yuanhua Base may be in serious danger.
"Yes, General." The lieutenant on standby replied at attention. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Yun Zhenxiong.
"etc."
"Separate a frequency band and continue calling Yuanhua Base...with a cycle of 12 hours."
Yun Zhenxiong's voice was not loud, but the lieutenant who was about to leave instantly blushed. He suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Yes!"
Although the hope was slim, Yun Zhenxiong finally left a glimmer of hope for everyone.
[As long as there is still hope, even a glimmer of hope... that's fine. 】
The lieutenant clenched his fists and left.
…
…
other areas of the northern seas.
The Sin Domain mercenary group that had just wiped out a team from the Thousand Island Kingdom walked through the purgatory-like battlefield on corpses. The relaxed and peaceful atmosphere in their conversations was in stark contrast to the blood-covered corpses at their feet.
The black iron tower-like King Kong's expression still looked innocent and honest, walking in the middle of the team, his hands empty.
As for the body, it is impossible to leave any scars.
The diamond-shaped nano-armor has self-healing and self-cleaning capabilities, keeping the wearer fresh at all times.
Standing next to King Kong was Joe, who was holding a cigar in his mouth and counting the fog beads in his hand.
The handsome blond man squinted his eyes and picked up a huge pearl with a diameter of three centimeters.
"Praise God that these monkeys have such intoxicating treasures."
"If you catch a few more, you can buy a ticket to the Mars Immigration Bureau."
Qiao looked greedily at the huge pearl glowing with energy.
This is a rare material produced from alienated marine clams.
The mist beads it produces not only contain amazingly pure energy, but are also natural energy storage devices of excellent quality.
Research results have proven that a fog bead with a diameter of about 2cm can withstand an energy injection equivalent to about tons of NT.
The most exaggerated thing is that these fog beads are not disposable and can be charged up to a hundred times without attenuation.
This directly confirms its extremely high scientific research and military value.
No matter which country it is placed on the black market, this is a hot treasure.
Qiao was in a good mood. No one thought that such a treasure could be hidden in the Thousand Island Monkeys.
As he thought about it, bloodlust appeared in Qiao's eyes, he licked the corner of his mouth, glanced at the mist beads greedily, and stuffed them into his alloy backpack.
"I decided to swap the Yanhuang troops, the next hunting target, with the Thousand Island Kingdom's Monkey Legion."
"Hers!"
Qiao opened his mouth with a smile, feeling relieved when he saw that no one had any objection.
After blowing a whistle, Qiao looked at the tall but honest King Kong next to him, with a bright smile on his face: "You also support me, right?"
King Kong grinned, showing his white teeth, and nodded indifferently. He felt a little uncomfortable in his palms and rubbed them again, shaking some human bone debris from between his fingers.
Boom.
Deep in the fog, where the vision was extremely poor, there was a deep and thick rumble.
Sinyu and others stopped.
Joe squinted his eyes and took a puff from his cigar. The thick smoke puffed out and he squinted at King Kong.
King Kong stood there, carefully feeling the sound coming, passing and leaving.
"King Kong, what did you hear?"
"Nothing." King Kong waved his hand boredly. This rumbling sound should be made by a high-level fog creature.
The appearance of this kind of high-level creature has always been very popular.
The sound that can be heard here indicates that the creature is not that far away from them, and the straight-line distance may be within 40 kilometers.
"Should we go hunting..." Qiao made a severed head gesture.
King Kong's interest was weak, but he still said honestly: "You are the commander of the team."
Joe was very happy to hear this and immediately snapped his fingers.
But after a moment, he shrugged and teased himself: "Forget it, how can the unknown income be so attractive as the high profit in front of you?"
As he spoke, Joe clapped his hands and shouted: "Oh, my brothers and sisters, hurry up and use your fullest energy to prepare for our mobile gold mine next."
Hearing what his captain said was funny, the surrounding members of the Sin Domain burst into laughter.
They were well aware of the strength of their team on this trip. A group of top mercenaries, including Joe, ensured the overall rigidity of their team, while the nearly invincible King Kong ensured the team's invincibility.
"Kang Mang Beibi, let's dig the next gold mine."
"Oh, I hate those damn Yanhuang Army, they are simply iron roosters."
"Then why did you take off so many Yanhuang Army weapons?"
"Because these are the only weapons they haven't locked." A mustachioed member curled his lips helplessly.
There was laughter all around again.
It was obvious that the distant rumble had no impact on them at all.
They even prayed at one point that the creatures there had better not touch them.
Otherwise, just transporting the body tissues of those higher-order creatures would be a very laborious task.
Although those body tissues are indeed valuable.
"Hahaha, when I get back to old Wilson's hometown, I want to drink a glass of good tequila."
"We want to join in, John, you are in charge of the treat."
"Damn it."
"Hahaha!"
The group soon disappeared into the mist.
For Joe, the hunt in the realm of sin has just begun.
We must not let these inconsequential things delay the mercenary group's profit-seeking plans.
…
Some people also heard movement in the areas where the remaining islands were shrouded in thick fog.
In particular, several Yanhuang troops who were slightly closer immediately slowed down their march and raised the team's alert level when they realized that this was unusual.
However, worries appeared in the eyes of these team leaders.
The rough estimate of the direction should also be from colleagues in the Jiangnan War Zone.
"Everyone must survive..."
The most sincere prayer in my heart quietly emerged.
…
And the source of all restlessness starts from the place of terracotta warriors.
Lu Ze gently raised his right foot, and there was a line under the foot...
A figure embedded deep in the earth.
Nobuo Harayama’s beard began to change from blue to gray visibly to the naked eye.
He is not dead.
But only the breath left in the mouth and nose.
His eyeballs were dull.
The past of this life flashed through the depths of Nobuo Harayama’s mind.
He was born in an ordinary family in Neon, but he was gifted with extraordinary talents since he was a child. Both his parents died when he was 4 years old, and he struggled in the world by himself, wandering around in various dojos.
He once had a senior brother who took great care of him, but when he saw his senior brother and his favorite senior sister walking hand in hand, Nobuo Harayama killed someone for the first time when he was 14 years old and stole his senior brother's bladed knife. They attacked and killed him under the moon, slashing him thirty-two times.
Then, he raped his favorite senior sister, chopped off her head, wrapped it in the softest clay and fired it into a beautiful portrait.
Early the next morning, he returned to the dojo as usual and poisoned his master's family, who was a small dojo affiliated with Beichen Ittoryu, to death.
Nobuo Harayama finally had the first pot of gold in his life, and then went to Daochang incognito.
Finally, Nobuo Harayama became a member of the Niten First Class at the age of 16. The martial arts that coexisted strategy and attack instantly attracted him.
He finally showed his extremely high martial arts talent.
Niten's first-class dojo master... Toyama Ichijo, his master, treated him as his own and taught him carefully.
At the age of 27, Nobuo Harayama, who had been practicing for eleven years, killed his mentor Ichijo Toyama in the fighting arena. Although the opponent died unwillingly, Nobuo Harayama did not care.
Because he knew that his time had finally come.
He erased all his past and spent another twelve years becoming the backbone of Neon Kingdom's martial arts.
He became a famous swordsman on Honshu Island and the object of countless samurai's admiration.
He began to pursue another challenge.
That is the battle of national martial arts.
Being responsible for a country's cultivation destiny, even if it is only a few tenths of it, is enough for one to be honored.
So his ambition was stoked again.
Kill warriors from other countries, hone your own martial arts, and enjoy the attention of the world.
There is nothing more pleasant than this...
How long has it been since he failed.
When more people are killed, they become numb.
He sometimes even laughs at himself when he can enjoy a failure.
However, Nobuo Harayama did not expect that this failure would come so quickly, so relentlessly, so unstoppably...
Most of the bones in his body were broken.
He could feel that his spine had been broken because his upper body and lower body were strangely 10 centimeters apart.
But for the War King who has stepped into the realm of heaven and man, death is not that easy even if he still has one breath left.
Nobuo Harayama's mind flashed back to his childhood senior brother, the beautiful senior sister whose name he had forgotten. He thought of the family of his first master who was poisoned by him, and of Toyama Ichijo who was unwilling to die.
"Ahem..."
Nobuo Harayama coughed up blood clots.
His eyes became a little grayer again.
But he knew this was his last chance.
His muscles protect the fragile nerves and can temporarily replace the spine, allowing him to complete the final counterattack.
This is the ultimate winning move in Ertian Yiyi...Evil Ghost Killing.
This is the unique secret technique of his former mentor Toyama Ichijo.
Twelve years later, will he use this trick again?
[So, what are you waiting for? Why don’t you lean in? 】
"cough……"
Another mouthful of blood spat out, and Nobuo Harayama felt a hint of joy in his heart.
Because he finally saw the colonel of the Yanhuang Army approaching with a terrifying aura, as if he was about to lean over and declare the winner.
[Yes, that’s it. 】
"Um?"
Nobuo Harayama's eyes froze because Lu Ze's movements stopped and he looked at himself lightly.
Why did those damn sunglasses make him feel some kind of discomfort?
A very uncomfortable feeling.
"The spine is completely broken. Of course you are not enough."
Lu Ze's eyes were indifferent, and he raised his right hand, and a small silver-white gun appeared in his palm.
This gun was apparently a tool given to Lu Ze by Ouyang Hongqi, the leader of the Bai'an base, when he was on Hongshan Island.
Lu Ze did not hesitate and pulled the trigger.
Ordinary flares rose straight into the sky and exploded with a loud bang.
The bright light struggled in the fog for only two seconds before disappearing.
This is an extremely ordinary flare gun.
However, Nobuo Harayama's pupils experienced drastic changes.
"Do you feel something is wrong?"
"Have you given up your disguise?"
Lu Ze's words shocked Nobuo Harayama.
At this moment, he suddenly found that because of the horror in his heart, there was a trace of flaw.
Therefore, in desperation, Nobuo Harayama spit out a mouthful of blood again, like a dying person.
Lu Ze finally moved.
But he stood on the same spot, with one foot pointing to the sky.
The steaming violent wind suddenly rose up and shot straight into the sky.
Lu Ze struck with a kick, and it was as if a god stepped down in the sky, bringing with it a shocking power.
The fiery sound resounded through the sky together.
"Ten unparalleled martial powers, the ocean embraces hundreds of rivers, I hold up the sky...the power of stepping on mountains!"
"The decline of neon starts with you."
boom!
Nobuo Harayama's eyes widened in disbelief.
