Chapter 1,322 I have never wandered around the world, and I have seen all the rough waves.
As the third of the seven families that actually control the Mirage District, the Bernstein family's power and vision are completely different from Somam, the lord of a city who started from dirty work. Somam has been cultivating in the tidal zone for many years.
It was just a dowry from a major city that was saved for him. With this as a foundation, a large amount of real money and silver were offered, large benefits were promised, and through marriage, he was able to advance to the rank of chairman.
The central city is the center of the Mirage District, independent of all 44 main cities and 197 satellite cities. However, in fact, the rotating chairman of each central district can be said to be the white gloves of the seven major families.
The entire Mirage District has an officially recognized population of 67 million. In fact, this statistic is not accurate enough because the large number of illegal households outside the main city and satellite cities and even in the tidal zone are not included in this number.
Population is the confidence of the Mirage District. Let's take 28% as the upper limit of the population that can be mobilized in wartime, which means that the Mirage District can easily draw out more than 18 million troops with good military literacy and combat capabilities.
The so-called common people are governed by cattle and sheep, herdsmen. The Mirage District breaks this sentence apart, crushes it, and puts it naked in front of everyone without any cover-up of beauty. The seven major families do not need to care about people's livelihood or happiness.
There is a sense of security. As long as the basic framework that maintains the mirage area remains intact, no one can make any waves.
It is both a source of confidence and the least need to worry about wildly growing weeds.
Because the mirage area is not only harassed by the Black Mist Island, Zerg, and alien beasts that come with the tide all year round, the slaves and orbital slaves are also in the ranks of the tides that send warmth. The only meaning of the existence of the tide raiders is to plunder wealth.
, destroy the subordinate’s spirit, courage and ability to leave.
In this way, the seven major families have ruled this place for a hundred years, prosperous, proud and powerful. They act as a blood-letting tank, squeezing the oil and water from the bones of orbital slaves and victims.
The Mirage District has never cut off its contact with the outside world. Fresh blood is injected into it every moment. They learn about everything happening in the outside world from other subordinates. The local area network cannot limit the vision of the Mirage District. The seven major families are always aware of what is happening in the outside world.
Major events, major bases, settlements, and island chain organizations maintain a high level of attention.
But no one ever thought that there would be a day when such a person would try to shake the foundation of the Mirage District with such hysterical arrogance.
"Old friend, I think we have made a mistake in our thinking." Bernstein leaned on the table and tapped lightly, "We secretly observed the world from the perspective of one power, made war props, and formulated rules in order to pursue strength and peace.
We are prosperous, but we have never really looked at everything outside reasonably from a 'human' or individual perspective."
Ignis's voice sounded from the communication channel, and the image suspended on the desktop was a giant man with a red beard: "Fake! Even if you are a pervert who regards 19th-century poetry as the Bible, I still insist on reminding you.
, I was born in the mirage area. I have not experienced that world-class disaster. My academic qualifications and knowledge are limited to the prayers that the pastor of Nathaniel Cathedral recited casually when I gave him a few tubes of eggs when I was a child. I
I can’t even fucking understand what you’re trying to say!”
"I mean, our eyes have always been on the big forces that stand out, and we have never paid attention to an independent individual." Bernstein unconsciously flipped through the various incredible fates projected on the table. The picture of the servant scene finally focused on the huge illusory figure standing under the flames that towered over the sky and the earth: "If a person can be strong enough to need the seven major families to jointly defend the central area, then do we need to consider that in the mirage area? There may be problems with the news channel, or it may be one-sided and biased?”
"Is it because we were deceived by those blind people?"
"It is certain to conceal something, but not every newcomer can do it. Besides, we can piece together and restore the truth from their fragmented confessions." Bernstein was used to this kind of conversation and nodded, " When we stand in our own position and guide the entire dialogue process, what we can know must be what we want to know, so unknowingly, maybe we really missed a lot of wonderful parts. There has never been a large power collective Entering the tidal zone, the strength and knowledge of individual slaves are very limited, so how can we determine and ensure that our own strength, destiny servant level and war props are always in the first echelon?"
Ignis' angle is still tricky: "Why are there limits? The one who rides wildly on our face will fucking beat the shit out of that idiot Somam Stevenson! One man slaughtered the city, and seven major families responded, Damn Fuck, I don’t know what you, old bastard, are going to say, so just say it briefly, is this guy the kind of person who can save decades of struggle by killing him?"
Bernstein was stunned for a moment, then actually smiled: "Yes, that's right, the mirage area was built on corpses. Blood and fire are our powerful driving force!"
"Humph, it's old history to touch corpses. People outside say that it's popular now to treat guests with beheadings and keep them as dogs..." Ignis said: "The ghost who entered the mirage area has a low chance of getting out by breaking the wall. It’s very small. Only those of you who have good face like to extract benefits from corpses, establish prestige and maintain governance. If you ask me, wouldn’t it be better to let him live? The strong should be treated with respect!”
"Slavery is a good thing, but which family do you think would agree to leave behind such a powerful scourge? It is better for all parties to share nothing than nothing, so this person must die!"
"Fake, I can't say anything to an old man like you who talks great sense. This is over. It doesn't matter whether the rotating chairman of the central city's surname is Ignis or not. The city of Somam and your daughter belong to me. , Old man, you can’t imagine marrying your daughter to something like this. That son of a bitch knows how much he loves women. Why don’t you let me play with you for two more days, and I’ll make sure you pay back every last hair of your life. You, maybe Yanni will fall in love with me uncontrollably after having a taste of it. Our equipment is well-known among the 7 major families. Old Holden’s newly married daughter-in-law last month Spicy or not, hey, that bitch is definitely interested in me, her little eyes look like they are wired when they see me~"
"Little Ignis, when I rescued you from the church orphanage 70 years ago, you were obviously extremely grateful to me." Bernstein said with a smile: "Who would have thought that you, who founded the Ignis family, would
In the end, I will fall in love with this dirty world and fall in love with women. As expected, Yani was brought up by you. She is fickle, suspicious, and advocates violence. She is really like you."
"Wtf, so she also likes girls?"
"Zi La~"
A burst of violent noise burst out from the communication channel, and Ignis' intermittent voice was drowned in the harsh noise.
Bernstein closed the communication channel, and the faint smile on his face gradually turned into an extremely old-fashioned and habitual gloom: "Shenjie, my good boy, maybe rescuing little Ignis from the orphanage will become the most important thing in my life."
One of the dumbest mistakes ever made."
Shinsuke Motomura, who had a delicate face, crawled out from under the table, straightened his clothes, and his eyes flashed: "You are the wisest person I have ever seen. You can elevate an orphan in an orphanage to the position of one of the seven major families. Of course you have a way to help him."
How could such a family be renamed, not to mention, Ignis, who doesn’t look very smart..."
"My child..." Bernstein said: "Standing in this position, my own wisdom is just the icing on the cake. After all, my strength and wealth allow me to gain the wisdom and loyalty of more people. Ignis is not a real person."
A wise man, but he is a true careerist and is willing to pay for his ambitions."
Shinsuke Motomura's voice was gentle and coquettish like a little girl: "I still don't understand."
"He can let his ambition dominate all the desires in his heart. You know, he is a pure GM. Psychologically and physically, this has never changed. I can see it and feel it." Bernstein said coldly.
: "It's just such a person who wanders among the flowers of the seven major families all year round. This is no different from a normal person's desire when seeing cockroaches mating. Ignis is a terrible guy and a qualified opponent.
Those soft white chimney buns in the family don't know how to appreciate and control such a wild war horse. Your goal is to become a wealthy family, but if you can't figure this out like those guys, you will never be able to replace them, maybe
Can't even reach the heights of Ignis."
"Yes!" Motomura Shinsuke suddenly stood up straight, "Mr. Bernstein, thank you for your advice!"
"My child, you have got your candy, now please go on to do those things that please me."
"Hmm~"
There was mutual sympathy inside the battleship, and the same enthusiasm outside the battleship.
The huge fleet in the mirage area and the ground troops moved out from all directions to the center of the battle zone with an absolutely extravagant and crushing momentum, pressing forward step by step into the ravaging range of [Hundred Demon Night Parade]. Ordinary communication channels were completely disrupted and had to be transferred to
Prayer interface LAN communication.
The ruins of the once grand and luxurious building seemed to have gone through thousands of years of wind and frost. The colors were no longer bright, and the rust and corrosion marks were mottled. The unburied corpses on the ground showed an extremely strange posture, and each corpse was dragged out on the ground.
The red and white traces are like ribbons, just like paint flowing and drying. The length of these traces can even reach tens of meters.
Amidst the dust haze, sizzling energy shock waves and short-term discharge phenomena, the visual distance dropped to only about a hundred meters, and the alien and terrifying shadows of the stars spread across all corners of the line of sight, dragging blood and
People with internal organs crawled on the ground, tongueless people with ribs as wings made sharp and piercing roars in the air, and a giant with a huge halo of femurs behind his head and a skull rosary in his hand sat cross-legged on the crooked tall building and followed Ruowuowu.
The rhythmic chanting and murmuring of nothing...
Everything you see seems to put everyone in a world that is more evil and weird than the real apocalypse full of zombies and beasts.
"Ah! Don't come here! Why? Why? I won't leave! I still want to live! I want to live!"
"Sasha? What is it...you...ok...ok...can I ask you to dance? Okay, okay, just dance the one at the graduation ceremony, just like before, like
Same as before..."
"Mom, can you give me your sister's liver? I'm really hungry."
The sudden abnormal behavior of several soldiers finally made everyone's tight nerves break like a string. One guy didn't even think about it and gave it to the man who was talking to a man whose body was covered with dripping pus spots.
The faceless girl in the white dress shot the dancing soldier. The modified rifle shrouded the soldier with a unique glow that was an energy matrix weapon and instantly tore the soldier's armor. Blood spurted out and was evaporated in an instant. Only a few strands of muscle remained on one arm and half of the shoulder.
It was connected to a thin layer of skin and hung on the soldier's back.
The sudden sound of gunfire alarmed more people, and everyone was wandering around nervously and nervously. The cold guns, hard armor, and numerous roaring war instruments couldn't even give them much sense of security, and there was a lot of noise.
"what happened?"
"Damn it, what on earth is this? Have we entered the devil's circle?"
"Fake Squid, who is screaming?"
Different natural abilities mean that the subordinates at this stage are destined to be unable to divide labor and clear professional occupations like the army before the disaster, and the compulsory military service and employment system are not even able to achieve strict discipline and prohibition, and the scene is a bit chaotic for a while.
"Everyone! Quiet!"
"Damn it! Put down your weapons, those are your teammates!"
"Stay focused!"
A few minutes later, rounds of bright green halos spread from various ships, transformation islands, and large armored vehicles, and formed a faint light after falling on everyone: "The focus halo has been covered, and all commanders have
, the head of the army has now entered the interference area, and the anti-interference device is immediately turned on as a team, supervising everyone to take the mental stabilizing drug 'Wali Company No. 17' immediately, maintain the forward speed, and enter a state of war!"
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The situation in the previous war zone has brought too much pressure. The seven major families in the Mirage District have been observing and observing for so long. The number of manpower expected to be dispatched is increasing, and it is getting stronger and stronger.
In the end, nearly a million troops were directly deployed for this encirclement and suppression, in order to kill with one blow and leave no further trouble.
The air force's full complement of Hurricane-class (i.e. kilometer-level) modified islands and aircraft carrier battle groups has been stacked up to an astonishing 900. On average, each carrier or modified island battle group includes 3 missile battleships and 5 missile battleships.
Destroyers, 30 shield boats and 2 position launch boats and dispatch boats. Each carrier is stationed with an average of 120 sorties of Eagle or Falcon high-speed fighters with precision-guided strike capabilities. Battleships and destroyers are equipped with 15 to 25 sorties.
The Harrier fighter jets that take off and land vertically, and the armed transformation island battle group are mainly composed of heavy artillery, and single or double-person small and medium-speed motor boats. The number of personnel just to maintain the operation of these armed transformation islands and the main body of the air carrier has reached
There are 180,000 troops, not to mention the million-strong troops of the Air Force, Air Assault Division and the seven ground armies.
The blooming ground army retained the basic configuration before the disaster, divided into four divisions: assault division, mechanized infantry division, motorized infantry division, armored division, and artillery division, equipped with air defense brigade, mechanized infantry brigade, tank brigade, and artillery brigade.
Communication battalion, armored reconnaissance battalion, Army aviation regiment, pontoon regiment, teaching regiment, direct-affiliated regiment, supply depot and military hospital. In addition, there are buff battalion, stripper brigade, mage brigade and chaplain brigade that evolved from the air island era.
The main force of the war basically became an assault division composed of modified islands, motherships, giant ground warfare equipment, giant servants of destiny, and subordinates with strong individual combat effectiveness.
Viewed from the air, various buffs, resistances, protections, and cooperative combat buff skills set off a brilliant aurora-like halo with a diameter of more than 100 kilometers centered on the combat zone. The arrogance was overwhelming, and the flame shadow special effects storm swept across all directions, and even dispersed
The dust haze and residual energy shock waves were eliminated, making everything on the battlefield clearly visible.
The next second, the density of the surrounding circle with sufficient gaps suddenly increased sharply.
The assault divisions of the 7 major armies and their subordinates mixed in other divisions used various methods to release the zombie-like servants of fate in the encirclement, filling all the gaps almost instantly, swarming forward like a tide, and then
More like an armored division than an armored division, there are numerous large and small war beasts and mounts. This is the complete body of the assault division in the Sky Island Age, and it is the fierce posture that a true first-in-command should have.
The scene of hundreds of thousands of people summoning servants of fate at the same time is so spectacular. There are millions of servants of fate of all kinds, which can even be compared to the zombie tide formed by large floating continents and even jump points. This kind of quantity, quality, and scale
, even if it is not as neat and shocking as laser printing, it is understandable.
Lao Wang, who witnessed all this with his own eyes: "Wucao, you are my own mother~"
And almost at the moment when the servant of fate appeared, the villains far away in the center of the war zone were either flashing their eyes or talking eloquently. Li Cang, who was drunk and burning the lamp with the magician, jumped up from snoring loudly to being catapulted.
Standing seven or eight meters high, the drunken and hazy Li Cang's eyes suddenly became clear for a brief moment. He took out the Marauder's Map, rolled it on Gou Kun and looked around in all directions——
“I, timi, finally feel respected!!”
Needless to say, he really doesn’t despise this kind of war system, but the weapons theory is fine. If you hold two-way foil, land-sinking bombs, cancer bombs, nuclear weapons and other things in your hands, there is nothing wrong with it, but there is nothing wrong with it.
These big firecrackers and energy matrix weapons, haha...
Teacher Cang can only move 6 alone.
Even if his mind is so confused, Li Cang still only sees alienated blood and servants of fate. Sacrifice is like changing hands at a low price. There is no room for him to be a middleman, and only those who can get into the mill are the damn ones.
It’s safe to say it’s safe!
The guys on Somam's side of the ship actually dared to appear blatantly under their noses at such a close distance. The main energy matrix cannons of dozens of ships had never been fully cooled from beginning to end.
Unexpectedly, a new wave of light and shadow burst out immediately.
Buzz~
Thousands of brilliant light pillars as thin as buckets and hundreds of meters in diameter reacted violently with the plasma roar of the Gemini Tyrants. The crater basin that was already concave was almost rammed out of thin air by air waves, and the plasma was reduced to a few meters again.
It surges and roars with energy shock waves, spreading out a dirty and cancerous pie on the horizon of the floating land.
In the end, Li Cang and Gou Kun fell together in embarrassment and were blasted back to the bottom of the pit. It took about five minutes before he got up again: "The dog said, it's great!"
Maldo Bevin looked at the crazy guy in front of him hesitantly, and couldn't help but take half a step back. He always felt that it would not be easy for this cheap master to betray him, but it would be very satisfying if the betrayal was successful. How could this be better than the spirit of those Chaos Demons in the Purgatory Abyss?
It also looks abnormal.
"Lord, Master, great, noble Master, the remaining vitality and soul fragments here can only support until the fifth batch of armor-making leather bags are released. Can I extinguish the Well of the Abyss, otherwise the energy it will continue to burn will be
My magic."
"A guy like you deserves to be called a devil?" Li Cang frowned and pointed at the country with his finger, "You can't feel or smell the smell of so many raw materials?"
"?"
A certain purgatory demon glanced at the surging cancerous energy in the sky with a slightly aggrieved look. The whites of his crimson eyes rolled out in surprise, and he murmured in his heart that I would be a coward if I could let my sensory ability penetrate this thing.
Devil, my true name will be engraved on the 72 Pillars of God!
However, Da Mo still carefully avoided this topic and reminded: "That...the fifth batch..."
Except for the first batch of experimental alien insect-formed sickle-hands, namely Si Gouzi, all those who subsequently entered the Well of the Abyss were the heavy-riding Demon Mountain Masters in a crouching posture, with ten thousand Demon Mountains arrayed in front of them, majestic.
There is a saying that after the comrades of the Hundred-ton King, who have layer after layer of self-protection and then put on a thick layer of melted and cast armor, can be said to have achieved an inexplicable visual deception effect to a certain extent. I don’t know if it is.
Black looks slimmer or something, Li Cang insists that the originally ferocious behemoth now looks more antique and reserved...
The sixteen-number split-type heavy mountain-pattern armor at the front and back is connected with locks. Except for the rugged shoulder armor, hands, wrists, elbows, knees, crotch, head and other theoretically vulnerable parts, all theoretically vulnerable parts are exposed, fully ensuring the mobility of Qingxing for eating.
and flexibility. Apart from that, there is nothing special about it. After canceling the deceptive properties of increasing the health bar and the properties of the skin, in the final analysis, this thing is just a piece of junk made of garbage with a slight growth property.
It would be unfair to give Master Magic Mountain equipment to a group of traitors that are just a bowl of water and do not show paternal love. The main targets of these things are always scoundrels.
Li Cang summoned a dog-legger, casually pulled out a piece of "This Face the Enemy" and put it on him. Then he put on his pants and shoes. His smile, which was definitely in line with social expectations, almost reached his ears: "You little bastards, go ahead~"
As usual, the Magic Mountain Master comes in a group of five, and the sonorous sound of his feet stepping on the earth is always only a neat vibration.
A group of traitors were overjoyed when they saw that their father was finally willing to let him go. However, no one moved at the first moment. They looked at the other guys with ulterior motives extremely cautiously, and then they each chose a direction and drove away proudly.
rush.
"Come back!" Li Cang grabbed Miss Qiu with one paw and raised his eyebrows: "How did you get in here, you little bastard?"
"Meow?"
Li Cang summoned all the passages from the same source, looked at the sky and felt that he was in a good mood, and kicked Miss Qiu into a long dusty dragon: "Go away, go to your mother!"
Miss Qiu had tears in her eyes, she was so moved.
how long it has been?
How long has this been!
It’s finally my mother’s turn to appear!
Is the dish guilty?
I have also reflected on yourself as a father. Putting aside the facts, don’t you, an old man like me, have no responsibility at all...
In short, because she was too excited, Miss Qiu fell down several times before she successfully ran out of Li Cang's sight. She was afraid that her father, who was not serious about singing, would suddenly regret it.
As Qianxu and a group of traitors went away in all directions, tunnels of the same origin appeared and opened frequently behind the traitors, and loads of turtle-backed dragon lice burst out of the air and landed with a crash. After hitting the ground, the dog-legs
The ink spreads quickly on the ground like ink entering water.
Cang's efficiency in laying out troops and paving the way regardless of the cost is extremely astonishing, and he can cover a distance of hundreds of miles with just a snap of his fingers.
On one side is a torrent of strong ships, cannons, steel, and a hail of gunfire and bullets; on the other side is a mountain of corpses, a sea of blood, hundreds of ghosts walking at night, strange forces, chaotic gods, and groups of demons dancing wildly. There is no flashy, solid collision and intersection. The figures are distinct and the blood blends into one.
Boom boom boom~
The Somam ships in the central area and the things below on the modified island were finally willing to leave the double guarding range of the Twin Tyrants and Gou Kun's floating force fields. They opened fire at the same time with the seven major armies that came to encircle and suppress them, almost in no particular order. The red entities
Cannonballs, missiles trailing long flame tails, and slow beams of energy matrix cannons were like two huge umbrellas with countless ribs that instantly divided and split the sky and the earth.
The red-eyed demon Maldo Bevin was shocked, his scarlet eyes filled with innocence and shock.
He had been coaxing and cultivating intensively in the huge furnace land for two and a half years. On average, he could only eat the oil and water of dozens of people every day. He could guarantee that at that second just now, the thing that shot up into the sky was...
The free vitality released has exceeded the sum of all its previous efforts!
What purgatory!
What an abyss!
What a dream of 72 Pillar Gods and Demon Gods!
Go to hell!
"Master, my powerful, elegant, cruel and ruthless master, I, Nanoomi Dantalian Bamogo Liliana....%￥#@..." Maldo Bevan read out a long string of words like singing.
Cang couldn't understand the words, "With my blood, my true name, and my eternal spirit, I will recite your name day and night, and I only wish to serve you as my master!"
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And, I should have my teeth extracted tomorrow, and it will most likely be a little later.)
