There are mountains and mountains, and heavy snow has been blowing for thousands of years.
Everyone in the Snow Clan gathered at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the majestic and endless top of the mountain.
At this moment, the clouds and mist around the top of the mountain were billowing like dragons.
The funnel-shaped smoke clouds wriggled outward in layers as if they were alive.
At the front of the crowd, a cold and thin figure was dressed in white, as taciturn as the one he saw many years ago.
Time has not left any trace on her face.
On the contrary, because of four years of accumulation, this snow lotus was finally able to bloom completely.
A beauty so cold that people dare not think of blasphemy.
Countless young people in the Snow Tribe cherish their admiration for this proud girl, but they never dare to show it at all.
Because they knew that there was only one person in the heart of that cold figure.
No matter whether that person is alive or dead, there is no room for anyone else.
"In our Snow Region, we can only activate the inheritance of the past when we are in danger of annihilation! And once it is activated... the situation of our Snow Clan for thousands of years will be completely changed."
"Believers of ancient gods, worshipers of ancient gods, and conspirators who covet ancient technology..."
"If external channels are closed, then we..."
Elder Lu Feng, who was in charge of the affairs of the Snow Clan, was standing in front of the crowd, still trying to persuade, but with Lu Qingxue's raised right hand, Lu Feng suppressed all his words.
"Then we will be trapped and die in the snow." In the cold voice, Lu Qingxue looked at the sky with a sword in white clothes, and the clouds and mist were reflected in her clear eyes.
"This world has reached a critical stage of life and death, and the Snowy Land cannot survive alone."
There was just no doubt in the cold voice.
Hao raised his wrist, the jade-like ring flashed with brilliance, and a white stream of light flashed in the sky before falling heavily to the ground.
Like a waterfall in the snow and mist, a pair of white wings gently swing.
The SS-level mecha [Frost Angel], whose body is as white as snow and has graceful lines, stands among them.
Compared to four years ago, the surface of its fuselage is already covered with battle scars.
Those battle scars, large and small, not only did not destroy its beauty, but gave it a persevering beauty that has been baptized by wind and frost.
"Anyone who opposes this matter can go to the altar to survive. Those who wish to fight, please join me here to open... the ancestral clan library."
The graceful jade shadow faced the Frost Knight and stepped into the palm of his hand.
The wings on the back spread slightly.
The bow of heavy snow is drawn.
The ice crystal arrow solidified on the light string.
Lift your body, your bow is like the full moon.
Whoosh!
The arrow that freezes everything sinks into the snowy mountaintop.
Rumble…
There was thunder in the rolling clouds and mist.
The blue ice storm visible to the naked eye rises from the top of the snowy mountain and pours down like an avalanche, with a devastating force.
The top of the mountain actually began to disintegrate.
Like a natural disaster!
The frost angel stands still.
Behind him, there were tens of thousands of his own people, and no one could move.
When the icy blue snow waterfall all over the mountains and plains pours halfway...
A huge black crack began to appear on the mountain.
The next second, the icefall disappeared.
The mountain is wide open.
A giant blue light shield with a height of three thousand meters appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
All the Snow Tribe people looked at their left wrists in shock at the same time.
The snow rings they were wearing were scorching hot at the same time and began to shake slightly.
It was as if something was calling them inside the huge blue light shield.
The flowing ice blue on the huge light mask began to gradually turn lighter, and the crowd's eyes were finally able to clearly see what was inside.
The breath of tens of thousands of people was choked at this moment.
On top of the severed mountain, placed...
Thousands of mechas!
Gorgeous and magnificent.
Those white mechas held swords in both hands and lowered their heads.
Row by row, column by column...
Behind them, pairs of white wings spread out slowly, like angels.
Each mecha is over twenty meters tall, with graceful lines and tall stature.
But compared to the three-thousand-meter-high mountain behind them, they look small...
Neatly and densely packed...
These seemingly extremely sophisticated mechas seemed to come alive, and the ice attached to them quietly shattered.
A faint blue luster began to emerge from each fuselage.
"The ancestors of our clan have overcome thorns and thorns, and the road is blue and blue."
"Now our clan is at the point of life and death. My descendant, Qingxue, dares to open the mountain."
"Snowy Territory, declare war!"
Frost Angel took a step forward, stepped over the wind and snow, and pressed his palm directly onto the light shield that was submerged in the sky.
Like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, the huge light shield melts silently.
Frost Angel dived into it first.
"I shall restore the glory of my ancestors."
Lu Qingxue's cold words drifted out along the wind and snow and reached the ears of every clan member.
The faces of the people in the snowy area, which originally had different expressions, were all solemn at this moment.
Touch your chest with your right hand.
No matter men, women, old or young, once they have decided to join the war, all worries are thrown away.
"We, the Snow Clan, will definitely regain the glory of our ancestors!"
The sound was like a dragon, mighty and mighty.
Among the frost angels, on the face as beautiful and cold as snow lotus, a figure who misses day and night flashes in a pair of eyes.
"If I'm lucky enough, I hope I can see you for the rest of my life."
"If something unfortunate happens, don't worry about it."
The coldness returned to his brows.
…
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The former center of the fourth star district, Landu Star.
At this moment, the surface of the earth seen from space is no longer as beautiful as it used to be.
Destroyed battleships and insect carcasses are scattered all over the planet in low-Earth orbit.
Zhongjing City, which was once prosperous with flowers, now has long disappeared from the bustling crowds on the streets.
Except for the occasional hurried pedestrians, the rest were fully armed troops.
The breath of steel and blood enveloped this once beautiful city.
In a mountain five kilometers away from Dingchuan College, in a large fortress covered with silver metal, dozens of people wearing white work clothes were busy shuttling through it.
On the ring-shaped platform, a bald man with a burly figure and a strong aura sat back on a chair and let the robot repair his broken arm.
His exposed upper body was covered with scars.
"These maggots have really tough mouths. Damn it's a lucky thing that I didn't block them with my fleshy arm, otherwise I would have had to change them, hahaha."
"Hey, I said it's been two years since you moved here from Giamilo Laboratory. You guys have been repairing my mecha for a whole year. If you continue to repair it for a few more months, I will definitely have to lie in space."
"Where's my big thunder owl? Have you all chosen the heir? I'm telling you that I only have one heir. Don't mess with my fucking selection!"
The cursing bald man couldn't calm down even while sitting.
Behind him, a woman who had acquired a beautiful temperament over the years frowned, helped to deal with the last wound, straightened up and snorted coldly: "Who are you telling me? Huh?"
The rough curses stopped for a moment. The bald man shrank his neck and turned back with a flattering smile, "You are my father."
"roll."
The woman turned around and walked away angrily.
In the distance, several old men lying in the biological cabin were laughing wildly.
Sudden……
Buzz.
Everyone's eardrums bulged heavily, and the scene froze.
Everything in this fortress seems to be slightly distorted.
It freezes for a brief moment and then recovers instantly.
Everyone groaned.
The rough bald man's eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes. When he opened his mouth, his voice suddenly became hoarse: "I was attacked?"
His face was confused.
What the hell just happened?
At this time, a giant metal wall on the east side of the fortress suddenly opened, and a man in a white coat about fifty years old rushed out excitedly.
"Successful! Hahaha, successful."
"Consciousness! Chaos consciousness is born."
"The underworld thunder engine obtained by the ruins was perfectly inserted into the machine body! ...Also, the knee bones of the bone worm were all transplanted and survived...and..."
Plop.
The man in the white coat's eyesight went dark. Hundreds of people had been fighting day and night, and coupled with the inexplicable impact just now, he could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
However, this man in a white coat didn't care about himself. Instead, he looked at the top of his head with relief in his eyes and murmured in his mouth.
"It is a great demon... Thirty years have passed..."
"Giamilo Laboratory... is the strongest if you re-enter."
The bald man froze, and then looked at the steel wall that slowly opened in disbelief.