The perspective returns to the Clockman Base.
Although the elites of the surveillance camp here are all at full strength, they are still locked in a tough battle in the face of overwhelming numbers of toilet men with more and more equipment.
"Bang bang!!"
The sonar man had now changed from single-wielding to dual-wielding. Standing in the water tank of a large empty toilet, one black and one white shotgun fired in turn.
After blasting a chainsaw toilet man into pieces together with its mechanical claws, he pulled the trigger again, only to hear several "click-click" sounds.
"Damn, no energy left."
As he spoke, he turned the muzzle of the gun and knocked down a small toilet that climbed up with the butt of the gun.
"Humph, so what"
"Pfft"
His black floating spear passed through the bottom of the pile of small toilets that were stacked on the side of the toilet and broke up their entire stack. Then he flew into the sky and shot down a flying rocket toilet.
Just as he was about to continue fighting like this, a large toilet man suddenly teleported over accompanied by black smoke.
Different from the toilet man equipment that has appeared before, this large toilet has a U-shaped red and blue magnet connected to the two robotic arms on the side.
The large toilet man aimed a magnet at the sonar man's flying spear, and a powerful suction force immediately hit it.
The spear struggled to maintain a stalemate with the magnet of the large toilet for a while in the air, until the large toilet aimed another magnet at it. The spear, stained red by the toilet man's blood, finally broke away from the sonar man's control. "Put" on the magnet.
"What? Damn it, is there such a thing in this world?!"
The sonar man tried to get down from the large toilet, kill the large magnet toilet and retrieve his weapon, but found that he was surrounded by a huge number of toilet men, and there was no way to get down.
And just as he was cursing and knocking away the small toilets with the butt of his gun, trying to find a chance to break out, a blue light flashed from the side, and several toilet people on the periphery were immediately kicked out.
Not far away, the female surveillance officer Xin, who discovered the embarrassing situation of the sonar man, immediately rushed to support, brandishing a whip.
At this time, her situation was no better than that of the sonar people, in fact, it was even worse.
Although there was no problem with the weapon, her body was covered with large and small scars due to her aggressive fighting style. She did not occupy the high ground like a sonar person, but kept running back and forth on the front line.
The blue and white windbreaker had become tattered, and even the black shirt underneath had several holes blown out, exposing the innermost mechanical parts.
The left shoulder, which was the most seriously injured, had started to emit bursts of black smoke after being attacked by a chainsaw toilet.
However, Xin didn't mind his injuries at all, waving his light whip to clean the toilet man in front of him, trying to help the sonar man who was held up leave the place.
But just when she was still a few steps away from the large empty toilet, a small or medium-sized electric drill suddenly broke out from under her feet.
Xin, who was still charging, couldn't react in time, and the rotating electric drill drilled directly into her leg, knocking her to the ground.
"Well…?!"
"Click"
Just as the core fell, the large magnet also knocked out of the group of barrels, taking the opportunity to suck the light whip away from her hand.
Then it stretched its big head toward her with a grin.
Witnessing Xin getting into danger in order to support himself, the Sonar people certainly couldn't sit idly by.
But being surrounded by a large wave of toilets, he really couldn't do anything. He had to throw a shotgun with no energy at the face of the large toilet, and then raised his middle finger at it.
"Look directly at me, bastard, and give me my weapon back!"
On the other side, at the main entrance of the base, the weapon energy and ammunition of several monitors and sound people have been exhausted. At this time, they are using knives, bricks and even fists to fight against the hordes of toilet people.
The detonators, explosives and time weapons of several Clock Men were almost used up, and most of their abilities were used to guard against the Toilet Man's missiles and air strikes, and they were already exhausted at this time.
"Uhhhhhh!!!"
Passerby A was dragged off the base platform by a small and medium-sized toilet with steel claws. The alarm clock man wanted to temporarily ask the toilet man below to rescue him, but after reaching out his hand, he collapsed in pain. Covered his head.
His time energy has been exhausted.
As for the man who reinstalled the camera, after discovering that the situation at the base on the top of the mountain was not good, he immediately grabbed the guy and ran up from the bottom of the mountain.
Along the way, he knocked away a large number of small toilets, and used various equipment on his body, such as shoulder cannon missiles, flamethrower arm guards, and helmet headbutts. No matter how many toilet people he destroyed, it still couldn't make up for his high mobility. Bad facts.
Finally, when he was almost halfway up the mountain, there was a thud, and the ground beneath his feet collapsed.
Without the ability to fly, he was successfully trapped in the trap prepared for him by the drill toilet.
And just when almost everyone was in crisis, another yellow light wave spread from the top of the mountain, turning all the people on the toilet on half of the mountain into gray-white.
"Forehead…!!"
The large clock man who caused all this had a violent yellow lightning flashing from his head, and he fell to his knees.
He stopped for too many toilets at once, and his time and energy were completely exhausted.
Fortunately, with the help of the few seconds of pause, Sonar and Core successfully bypassed the toilet man and retreated to the base. The big clock man also took the opportunity to fly towards the heavy camera man (yes, he was the only one among so many people who had aircraft)
At this moment, the Cuckoo Clock Man rushed out of the base and shouted:
"Everyone, get on the ship, we can evacuate!"
Just now, he had packed all the important equipment in the base onto the clock spacecraft.
But at this time, the clockman who was supporting the large clockman took out his old pocket watch from his arms, stared at the dial for half a second, then raised his head and said:
"No need, everyone, Titan is back."
(Cuckoo Clock Man: "Clam?")
As soon as he finished speaking, a more violent clock light wave radiated from mid-air, suspending all the people on the toilet on the entire mountain.
"clang-------"
A loud bell resounded throughout the valley immediately after the time stopped. Passerby A, who had just escaped from trouble, looked up at the sound and saw a tall Titan that he had never seen before, slowly walking out of a giant clock formation.
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At the same time, Lu Renjia was monitoring the interior of the alliance's headquarters fortress and was being studied by a large wave of monitoring scientists.
At this moment, a golden clock formation suddenly opened behind a group of people in white coats, and a female clock figure wearing a gray leather jacket and a head similar to the clock figure walked out of the formation.
Following closely behind were a surveillance man and a TV man.
Behind the TV man were six steel claws that looked like spider legs, and next to the monitor were two daggers and a pile of tools that looked like maintenance welding guns, iron pliers, and wrenches.
The female clockmaker took off her top hat and saluted the surveillance scientists, and then said to everyone in a clear accent that was very similar to the female TV host:
"Hello everyone, I am a female clock maker and a member of the Monitoring Alliance. I hope we can have a happy cooperation in the future~"
"The origins of these two are a long story... Wait, is that camouflage-headed monitor over there your secret weapon?"
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[Small Theater: The author’s complaints]
On the dark and damp operating table, the previous Titan had disappeared, replaced by a pile of cut weapons and armor.
The author of Fierce God: "You saw it, this is the end of the setting of being too OP, I hope you can learn from it."
As she looked around, there were several Titans who looked equally powerful in the distance, squatting in the corner with their knees in their arms and sweating profusely.
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Author: "Thank you for your five stars, our rating has finally returned to the previous 7.6 (tears)"
"I said before that I would stop updating, but now I am still driven by my conscience to update every day, and I feel complicated (＞﹏＜)"
"In addition, the world view of the extra chapter will slowly unfold in the next few chapters. This is the first time we have tried to develop a world view that is almost independent from the original work in a published work. There may be some differences. Dear friends, You can give us your brain to eat first...save it, thank you for your understanding (_Д_)"
