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Chapter 965 Distortion!(1/3)

"What the hell? Just leave it to me again?!"

Luo Yu, who was sitting on the Thunder Fighter, looked confused. He glanced sideways at the building wrapped in scarlet material and couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.

That thing should be a carpet, right?

Why did the Legion use such an incredible thing as mutant slime mold on the battlefield?

Apparently they treat the consensus of the community as toilet paper.

Or just like the Southern Legion's explanation of the ancient contract - it was signed by Julius, and they were not present.

"Xiaoyu...is your ability useful for that thing?"

"Ugh!" (You can try it)

"OK……"

Luo Yu took a deep breath. While holding the control stick, he stepped on the direction with his left foot to change the course. He aimed the cannon at the building that was being swallowed by the indescribable thing. Then he pressed the fire button with his thumb.

button.

"Porphyrin——!"

With a brief roar, thousands of 20mm aviation cannons were fired instantly!

Faced with the sudden burst of firepower, the scarlet vines climbing towards the roof of the building were ripped open and their flesh was torn apart, and they stopped climbing for a moment.

The scarlet piece of flesh quickly discovered where the attack was coming from, and the tentacles that were ready to go shot into the sky like cannonballs, heading towards the Thunder fighter!

Taking advantage of the moment when he was full of hatred for the car, Luo Yu's lips curled up with a smile, and he held the ring under the seat with his right hand and lifted it up fiercely.

With several short explosions, he flew out of the exploded cockpit together with his seat.

At the same time, his car continued to crash into the nest that was trying to swallow up the building!

Of course, the Mother's Nest couldn't let this lump of iron hit its head.

Without any surprise, the tentacles entangled the Thunder fighter like a blocking net.

However, the mother nest doesn't know that the cockpit of this Thunder fighter is already filled with Xiaoyu's fruiting bodies!

Those fruiting entities are like his clones, possessing almost all of his driving experience, and can even generate a mimic "him" in the cockpit!

With this special ability, even if he has left the cockpit and hung on the parachute, he can still control the aircraft to continue flying through the communication channel.

Of course, there is no need for him to do this after successfully contacting the brood.

That thunder fighter plane full of fruiting entities is his Trojan horse!

"Please, Xiaoyu!"

Luo Yu, who was hanging on the parachute, stared intently at the plane entangled in the tentacles, silently cheering for Xiao Yu in his heart.

However, at this moment, a "Eeh!" suddenly came from the communication channel.

(It’s a bit strange, it doesn’t seem to be the mother nest!)

Not the brood?

Luo Yu was stunned for a moment, staring in disbelief at the large pile of boiling fungi in the distance.

What else could it be?

While he was dazed for a moment, his car was crushed into a ball by the entangled tentacles like a crushed can.

The flames of the explosion suddenly burst out, and the exploding batteries shattered the tentacles wrapped around the fighter jet. However, the sporadic flames quickly disappeared in the evening breeze of the night sky.

Luo Yu, who was hanging in the air, was completely dumbfounded, especially when he saw the tentacles changing directions and killing him.

Isn’t this guy a brood?!

"Blanch——!"



In a mansion not far from the "Tower of the World", August, the chief of staff of the Southern Army, and his wife used the remaining cans to make a last supper for the children.

Although it was just sardines, minced meat, and buttered oysters, the can had a special supply label on it.

He dropped the cyanide prepared in advance into the children's vegetable juice and the red wine he and his lover drank. He carefully tied the napkin to his chest with his trembling index finger as a last act of dignity.

After making all preparations, he looked at the confused and curious children, endured the pain in his heart, cleared his throat, and spoke slowly in a solemn and low voice, as if he was speaking at a meeting of ten thousand people.

"Let us drink to the honorable Marshal Julius, to the invincible legion, and to the honor of the Wilantes..."

It will all end tonight.

After that, he raised his glass and touched it lightly with his wife. The children also raised their glasses in the same manner, babbling "Cheers", then they giggled and drank the delicious vegetable juice.

.

There was no pain in the process.

For these young lives, this may be the greatest mercy. They do not have to bear sins and live a long life... However, maybe this tragic fate does not actually exist, just like the crazy ambition, it is just imposed on them by their parents.

of.

Looking at the children sleeping on the table, a trace of pain flashed across the wife's face, but in the end she tried to restore her calm appearance, then raised her head and drank the red wine in the glass with a "thud"

He lay down on the table and never woke up again.

Finally freed.

She doesn't want to stay in this world for a moment anymore.

Seeing his family members die in front of him one after another, Augustus could no longer hold back his emotions. The expression on his face was distorted with pain, and the hand holding the wine glass couldn't stop trembling.

"I hurt you..."

If only Tyr had been stopped...

If he had done something at that time, maybe their family would be vacationing on the beach in Batoa Province now.

But it's too late to regret now.

The victory at West Sail Port has made too many people go to their heads. Both young and old officers have no doubt that the enterprise has reached its sunset and is no longer able to maintain the ancient contract, especially the Borneo people who stand in front of them.

It was so unbearable.

Augustus put the wine glass to his lips, ready to drink it all in one gulp and end all pain.

However, at this moment, a deafening roar and a low roar came from outside the window.

He was stunned for a moment, then walked to the window and opened the curtains, only to see the landmark of Aventur City - the alloy building made of metal, which was currently wrapped in balls of flesh-red unknown substance.

The thing seemed to be alive, twisting under the lights of the night, making an unwilling and ugly cry towards the sky.

"Woo——!"

It roared again, and every cell in its body seemed to ripple, rolling like rolling waves.

August's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief and confusion.

He had just returned from that building...

If nothing else, the respected Commander of the Tire Army should be there, and on the 68th floor.

"Tyr...Your Excellency?"

He muttered in confusion, and saw a few fighter jets flying past in the sky.

The Alliance seemed to have noticed something unusual about this building. The vertical take-off and landing aircraft spraying plasma plumes at low altitude broke through the blockade of anti-aircraft fire and were rapidly approaching the "Tower of the World" building.

"...What is that?"

That ugly monster...

He knew that there were some doomsday weapons stored in that building, but he didn't know that Tyr still held this ugly trump card.

It could no longer be called a human gesture, it was like a pus bubble squeezed from the surface of the earth.

Augustus took two steps back in despair, finally closed his eyes in despair, and then closed the curtains.

Julius is here...

What on earth have they done?!

Whether it's Tyr, himself, or the captains of ten thousand who support him...

Do we have to change the Velantes from humans to cockroaches?

He drank all the red wine in the glass and knelt down beside the dining table.

Looking at his dead lover and children, he finally woke up at the last moment of his life and woke up from the nightmare.

He spent the little time he had left to repent.

"Ugh...please forgive your child, Marshal Julius...we have failed you."

"It's us...the Southern Army...who are not worthy of the Wilantes..."



"Woo——!"
To be continued...
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