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Chapter Fourteen The Last Stronghold

"I'm afraid, it's too late..."

Faced with the confusion of others, Okalis sighed. Cobra on the side was the first to react: "The shock wave just now... came from here?"

Okalis nodded and Cobra spit out the message: "The propagation speed of shock waves on the earth is about three to four thousand meters per second. Counting the ocean, it will be even slower. We feel it from four thousand kilometers away.

The shock wave was probably generated twenty minutes ago."

"Twenty minutes ago?" All the Si clansmen were shocked: "Doesn't that mean that we lost contact with Altar No. 27 at about the same time?"

"So, Altar No. 7 must have suffered..." Okalis turned his head and looked to the west.

"Not necessarily! Altar No. 17 was the first to lose contact. There is a significant time difference with other altars. Maybe Altar No. 7 can still be saved!"

Okalis shook his head: "If Altar No. 17 was also attacked like this, the sacrifices would have no chance to escape! I guess the Shen tribe didn't want to use such a big killer, so they attacked No. 17 first.

I tried the water at the altar, but found that conventional means were too difficult to conquer, so I made a desperate move and detonated several other altars at the same time!"

"This is just speculation..." Cobra looked at Okalis: "Deputy Altar Master, if the Seventh Altar still survives, we are now their only reinforcements!"

"The only reinforcement? Wait, I almost forgot, there is also Altar No. 9!"

Shocked by the huge melt pit, Okalis almost forgot that there were two teams coming to this world this time. He immediately took out his badge and tried to contact the Ninth Altar.

The communication function of the badge has a very limited distance. Although the distance has increased at the hero level, it is not enough to support communication thousands of kilometers apart. However, before coming to this world, the Sixth Altar contributed an enhancement that can communicate in real time regardless of distance.

The badges of Okalis and Ninth Altar Lord Cassion are bound to facilitate their communication.

Soon, Okalis received a response from the Ninth Altar.

"Okalis? What's going on over there? Have you found the people at Altar No. 27? Have you seen the Shen tribe?"

"Found?" Okalis snorted coldly: "Not to mention the people, the earth is gone. As far as you can see, there is a big smoking crater with a diameter of dozens of kilometers... Thermonuclear bomb explosions don't have this power.

!Cassian, what’s going on over there?”

"Is it so serious?" A surprised voice came from the other end of the communication: "I originally thought that my side was miserable enough, but it sounds like it is still much better than your side..."

"The stronghold here should have been burned by high temperature. It is scorched black when you look at it. Many insect nests show signs of melting, but at least you can still see the appearance of the original nest group. The main nest in the center is the most severely damaged, and it can be clearly seen

I saw signs of a fight...and I found the body of the Seventeenth Altar."

"Corpse?" Okalis's eyes widened in surprise: "What does it look like?"

"Including Slashy, eighteen people were all together..." Cassian sighed: "They were all beheaded..."

"Beheading? Are there any signs of fighting?"

"That's right!" Cassian continued: "And the scene was very strange. The corpses were arranged neatly and far away from the traces of the fight. I speculate that they were captured alive after a hard battle and then executed!"

"Capture alive?" The heroes of Altar No. 1 looked at each other. It would be understandable if they were killed by a large murder weapon, but it would be a bit unbelievable to capture them alive...

However, this at least shows that there is a powerful Shen team operating near the location of Altar No. 9!

On one side is Altar No. 7, which may have been bombed by a large weapon, and on the other side is Altar No. 9, which is facing the mysterious Shen tribe team. Okalis thought for a while and made a decision.

"Cassian, the Shen tribe may use level five weapons. Please don't act rashly. I will go find you now." Okalis took out the teleportation scepter: "Since the Shen tribe captured Slashi and the others alive, then

Let’s also capture an altar from the Shen tribe and see what they want to do!”

Let’s not mention how the Si tribe’s Altar No. 1 and Altar No. 9 will join forces. On the other side, Zhang Lang has arrived at the isolated continent and found the stronghold where Altar No. 7 is located.

After hearing the news from Altar No. 17, Zhang Lang destroyed Altar No. 27 and Altar No. 22. He didn't even meet the reincarnators of those two altars. He just found a place and punched him casually.

thing.

But facing the Seventh Altar, he did not intend to continue to be so simple and crude.

I don’t know that the Si tribe has sent altars No. 1 and 9 to this world. In Zhang Lang’s concept, the seventh altar is the last altar of the Si tribe in this world, and it is also the highest-ranking altar. Kill them.

Previously, Zhang Lang wanted to extract some useful information.

Looking at the huge group of insect nests in front of him, Zhang Lang used a speed that was difficult for insects to detect, sneaked into it silently, and found the largest nest.

"There are 158,722 bugs inside, forty-three of the Si tribe..." After listening outside for a while, Zhang Lang grasped all the structures and movements in the nest, and then he lowered his head slightly

, diagonally downward to find a direction, the body slightly lifted into the air, and then stepped on the moon in the void!

boom!!!

Like a bullet piercing through stacked cardboard boxes, Zhang Lang drilled into the earth at an incomparable speed, piercing straight through the rock walls of the insect nests and reaching the core in an instant!

Here, more than twenty sacrifices are evolving in huge egg sacs, with five heroic Si tribes guarding them.

The sudden appearance of Zhang Lang caught the heroes a little off guard, but their extraordinary fighting skills allowed these powerful Si tribesmen to immediately attack Zhang Lang. However, before their bullets hit the target, Zhang Lang had already arrived at them

Behind him, the five people were subdued instantly.

The method of subduing them was simple and crude, directly cutting off their limbs and tails, turning them into five big fleshy worms, which could only lie on the ground twisting and rolling.

As for the more than twenty egg sacs, they had been broken one by one in an instant, and the Si tribe sacrifices that had been smashed inside flowed out with the culture fluid and sprinkled all over the floor...

"I'm asking, you guys answer." Zhang Lang pulled out Tiger Roar and said, "A shot will be fired at random for each question, and the one who answers quickly will not need to take the shot."

"Damn the Shen tribe!" a Si tribe yelled: "Do you think we will give in? The noble Si tribe will never compromise with you hairless monkeys. We will definitely..."

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the Si tribe's head exploded.

"Wrong answer." Zhang Lang blew his gun: "Next, let's officially start asking questions."

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