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Chapter 1447 Alpha is in action

As the gunboat slowly sailed into the dark city of Comoros, the unpredictable terrain and undulating structure replaced the cold and dark void of the boulderless city.

Occam and his team's last trip were unexpectedly smooth. They entered the central city of Comoros without any obstacles along the way. They also found out the path and surrounding terrain of the Cain Arena, made some simple deployments, and then returned to the starting point.

Now that night of Apocalypse has come, Okam has made a fine plan. When the fight is won, they will cut off the energy of the entire arena and then detonate the installed explosives. When chaos comes, they will determine the location of the daughter of Isa and conduct a rapid penetration assault.

After capturing the target, they will use the teleport directly to return to the starting point and quickly leave Comoros.

The whole step does not seem complicated, because Occam has always believed that the most perfect plan must be the simplest plan. The key to success is always the grasp of time and details, rather than a complex and cumbersome strategy.

Years of experience have made him realize that the more complex the plan is, the more likely it is to have problems at critical moments, so he would rather be simpler.

Including this time when he went to the target, he chose a gunboat instead of a more concealed ground transport ship, because it was possible to arrive faster. Although Comoros' defense should be lower than usual because of the Night of Revelation, he still felt that the slower the more problems it was, the more likely it was.

The black gunboat sailed at high speed from the disintegrating ruins - the area under her feet was like a ruined city that had been ravaged by natural disasters, which caused Alphas to look at the collapsed towers and the rubble-filled aisles, as if the grand arches falling from a high place and the overpass were stacked layer by layer, twisted into a pile by their own mass, and smashed together onto a huge rock - it should be a continent cut out from the mantle of the planet, drifting countless years between the stars.

This place is called the City of Grace, and is the largest city in the Dark Land. Its history can be traced back to the era of the ancient Elder Empire. There are thirteen statues of the blood council lords standing in the city. They guard the entire City of Grace and also to warn that the most powerful nobles will eventually be destroyed by later generations.

According to information Okam obtained from the Usvi undercover, a world of ark fell in this place. When the Great Descent broke out, it had just been built to try to escape from the area swept by a terrible scream, but it was unable to escape, crashed in Comoros and became the original part of Comoros.

Okam looked up and saw the exquisite and magnificent scenery of the pavilions and towers seemed to be right in front of him. The corridor was winding around and there were tens of millions of them. However, the tragedy like the sky and the earth collapsed and turned everything into a mad pillar. The once glorious palace also turned into countless fragments with the disaster, and it was no longer difficult to tell the previous appearance.

The wholeness of only one place is particularly conspicuous in the dilapidated depression everywhere: several ivory white towers with similar materials to the surrounding ruins have graceful arcs, holding a dull ball together, winding upwards and pointing straight to the sky.

Before, he couldn't see the scene outside when he was riding in a truck, but now he understands what the area they passed by before looked like.

"These aliens also had glorious times."

Zago Ayala laughed in surprise when she saw this scene.

The edges and outlines of the sphere are ever-changing, and the colorful glass prisms are intertwined and surrounded each other, stirring up a turbulent rotation and moving vortex in the air.

The scene in front of me was fascinating, and even Okam could not move his sight away—it was indeed amazing.

Looking around, the commander of the raid realized that the ruins of the piles were not all the wreckage of ancient cities. In addition to the broken tiles and ruins of towering buildings, the ground was also decorated with damaged ships of all sizes: from the imperial naval-level sky-covering warships to the exquisite fighter jets controlled by alien races, all kinds of them are available.

He recognized at least dozens of different types of waste ships, and the years and years of the hulls undergoing weathering were also very different.

However, these are all corners of the bizarre sight of the terrifying city of darkness. Crossing the hopeless canyon, white bones form temporary bridges to the pale fortress. In the Titan Capital, a large number of statues show the assassination in history and the inevitable terrifying overturn of the clan.

The area called the glass pile is the most terrifying, it is filled with a large number of vitrified bodies, forming a landscape of limbs, torso and head.

And in the cold and harsh wilderness of the steel thorns, the red mist emits a suffocating internal organ smell and regains life to the body of the cursed.

On the edge of the dark land, the huge star gates are radiating jade-colored flames, connecting the indescribable subspaces - they are guarded by the most vigilant nightmare.

A building in the ruins attracted Okam's attention. The structure next to the dilapidated building looked like a passage - the broad main road that was winding and snaked successfully arched the piles of debris piled up into mountains, and luckily it was not buried forever by the heavy ruins.

If you remember correctly, they can leave the land of darkness by walking here.

Under his command, the ignorant slave drove the ship towards the main road, activated the recoil thruster, and controlled the gunboat to land smoothly.

They had to walk there, and their collaborators had warned that if they were traveling through the area in gunboat, they might be attacked by the Hellwalker Gang.

"It seems that some kind of poison gas is spreading here. Check your armored environmental controller carefully. The battle situation changes rapidly, pay attention to the situation."

The roar of the gunboat rolled up a whirlwind of sand and dust, whizzing past the mottled and faded traffic roads.

Before it could stop, Okam unbuttoned the belt around his waist and walked into the cold wind along the bumpy slope.

With a command, the Alphas came out of the cabin, quickly walked through Okam, and rushed to every corner of the ruins.

They quickly guarded various tactical nodes and blocked the open roads and blocked the water from the ground.

Okam walked forward along the main road, pulling out the power sword hanging from his waist, and then an existence in the gap between the ruins attracted his attention.

Turning around, he quickly stepped over a weathered and damaged ladder and stepped onto a platform about thirty meters high.

The Alphas kept up with him, and were careful to keep an eye on their surroundings and were ready to fire for support at any time.

"When we passed by, did you have this thing?"

The sword in Arkham pointed to a collapsed ruin that seemed to have been a theater. The skewed semicircular platform could still be seen on the skewed semicircular platform.

"I don't seem to be impressed."

The psychic Philo Ronana's eyes swept across the walls and finally landed on the top of the seat. Several lonely curved partitions at both ends lost the cover of the canopy above their heads, soaring upwards toward the sky.

Although the ruins around are extremely wide, they appear extremely narrow here, which is obviously unusual.


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