The leaders of the new federal forces are very upset now.
In the evening this evening, they successively received intelligence and news reports from each other.
That is the mystery that once invaded and appeared again.
The last time we were in the desert, this time we went directly to the streets of the town.
Those who wanted to dodge could not do so. In just two hours, more than 50,000 federal people died.
It would be better if these 50,000 people died directly, but they were resurrected into new mysteries after death.
Each terrifying undead hound, each terrifying skeletal warrior.
And those big lumps of meat piled together are abominations.
What the hell is going on?
Who did the Federation offend?
God will punish it like this.
"Send out the Third Corps immediately and seal off the entire Sugi City."
This is an order issued by the leader of the newly independent District 1, who calls himself the 'New Federation'.
"But, now the mystery only appears in Orange County..."
"The scope must be expanded. Can't we learn lessons from the previous tragic situation?"
The deputy wanted to argue, but was silenced by the leader who yelled and cursed loudly.
"Ah, yes, yes!"
When the deputy saw the leader's frightened and angry look, he hurriedly ran out of the command room.
"What are you looking at? Let me continue to study countermeasures."
The new federal leader, who lost control of his emotions and cursed a lot, looked at the bureaucrats in the room who were looking at him, feeling a little angry for no reason.
Why is the good guy here again?!
It's not easy to find an opportunity to get a position, but I haven't sorted out the inheritance yet, and I haven't enjoyed it yet.
Why are those secrets that can kill all the top leaders of the federation come back again!
Me, what on earth am I going to do to avoid being killed!
Ahhhh! How did I become a high-ranking person!
The leader of the new federation screamed crazily in his heart.
The leaders of other independent forces were also shouting crazily in their hearts.
Their rise to the top was due to the opportunity gained from the mysterious invasion.
Shemar chuckled lightly and shook the red wine in front of him.
"Chief, you, you can go underground."
This is Shemar's chief military adviser. He just persuaded Shemar to leave and hide.
After all, after all, those secrets once wiped out the top leaders of the federation.
"You underestimate him too much."
The purple-haired girl was still studying her nails, talking without raising her head. She looked at her nails seriously, as if those nails contained infinite magic.
"Yes, you underestimate me too much."
"Go down and prepare. Although we are not the hardest hit area by this mysterious wave, we still need to make preparations."
Shemar smiled and waved to the military adviser to leave, and then happily drank up his red wine.
"What are you happy about?"
This time the calm purple hair was no longer calm. She raised her head and looked at Shemar with some curiosity.
"I just met them again."
"Just in time for military training."
Shemar's smile was gentle, but the meaning of this sentence meant a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
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"Have the portals been set up?"
Ivan came to the underground front line. He carefully surrounded these portals that had repeatedly accomplished extraordinary feats, and was amazed.
"Yes, it's ready!"
Einstein, a third-level space magician, answered affirmatively. Looking next to him were plain white robes and other senior officials of the Kingdom of Truth.
"Very good, then maintain it and protect each portal as the most precious thing."
"We have to keep it in effect until we can make a profit or counterattack underground."
Ivan nodded, very satisfied.
He didn't care whether the people at the scene understood the idiom of District 4, he expressed it that way anyway.
"Yes, Lord God Envoy!"
"Yes, Lord God Envoy!"
The senior executives answered together, and the executives followed suit.
"Well, I'll go out first and you can continue your work."
Seeing that everything was in place smoothly, Ivan nodded and then left the front line.
Then he quickly passed through the Two Realms Gate and arrived at the original main city of Bolla, which was named the City of Truth.
"I'm going to form a special force and sneak into other districts to collect information."
Ivan has personal soldiers in the City of Truth, and those soldiers are intelligent mechanical warriors produced by the new chip in conjunction with the former Seventh District Military Factory.
"Then I will definitely not use my mechanical troops."
The chip has always been with Ivan, and it can be said that he knows everything about Ivan's plan.
"Yes, I want to use clones this time!"
Ivan expressed his bold thoughts.
"That kind of thing is hard to control."
"Not only are they prone to self-thinking, but they are also keen on rebellion."
The chip's database contains historical records of the fuses of seven or eight civil wars. Those clone demonstrations that want their own sovereignty have not happened for a day or two.
Every time they were suppressed, they would rebel again soon.
It's more difficult than the dark-skinned people who were always making trouble thousands of years ago.
"It's okay, can't you implant a chip?"
"Do you know that mechanically modified people? You just need to modify their minds..."
Ivan said something meaningful and something the chip could understand.
"Then it's not a clone, it's a modified person."
The chip could understand Ivan's innermost thoughts without listening, so she directly corrected Ivan's words.
"Okay, just use it to transform people!"
"I want them to be my eyes and ears in the Federation."
"From the top to the leader, down to the mouse."
"I want to know everything."
"...What do you think I am? I am so sensible to you."
"My super invincible beautiful girl chip, what did you just say?"
"...When you beg me, you speak so nicely."
"Then you still scold me?"
"roll!!"
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The plan to transform people was carried out.
In addition to a clone of Chip, there was also the twelfth apostle assigned to carry out the plan to transform humans.
The twelfth apostle, who was originally in charge of the domestic intelligence department of the Kingdom of Truth, was an ordinary-looking young man.
His ordinaryness allows him to carry his work very well.
Not only does ordinary people not remember him very much, but even Ivan is sometimes blind and unable to recognize him.
"Yes, Twelve, remember to focus on the first area. I think that area may be the hardest hit area. After all, the undead knights and undead wizards appear there."
"Ah, Lord God Envoy, I am the deputy of the Twelve Apostles."
"Oh, oh, those twelve, remember to do some work in the fourth area after casting the net in the first area. I plan to go over and have a look when this plane battle subsides a bit."
"Well, Lord God Envoy, there is something I don't know whether to say or not?"
"It's okay, Twelve, just tell me."
"Actually, I am the deputy to the deputy of the Twelve Apostles."
"...Who is that? It's just you. Do you know this is a restricted area? Why are you wandering around here?"
"Lord God Envoy, I am Twelve."
"It doesn't matter what you are, give it all to me... huh?"