Son of the Tower

Chapter 340 Looking at the Sea of ​​Blood

When the battle mage's outfit was finished, Meng Zou brought new news to Mars.

The island lord troops entering the city from the south of the city bypassed the street forts that the citizens had opened, and began to exchange fire with the Chaos troops.

Meng Zou was sighing, while Mars looked at the map of the battle situation projected in front of him... The island owner seemed reliable, but from the troop route drawn by Meng Zou, it could be seen that the island owner was heading straight for the ceremony site.

If he wanted to protect the city, he didn't need to use his troops to fight against Chaos' sacrificial sacrifice troops, not to mention that the attack intention of the living corpse troops in the north of the city was already visible to the naked eye.

Therefore, this island owner's plan is very big... loyalty is unspeakable.

With such an exclamation, Mars poured spiritual energy into the battle mage outfit on his body.

"Meng Zou, where is the attacking direction of the living corpse?"

"...Chengdong District, the pressure on our side is very small. If he wants to wipe out everything, he should attack our side and control the harbor... Every life is not a fuel-efficient lamp, Mars." Meng Zou said His voice was full of emotion, and he seemed to be lamenting that there are as many people in this world who want to get rich overnight as crucian carp crossing the river.

"Where is the convoy?"

"We will arrive around [-]:[-] in the morning, and the sea is very windy and rough." Meng Zou gave an answer that made Mars somewhat dissatisfied, but in such a typhoon day, Mars also understood that the ship group and Mr. Gao had done their best.

"What about the alien creature?"

"In the clouds, it also looks like it wants to get a share of the ceremony." Meng Zou said here, and gave Mars a zoomed-in lens of the square: "That guy is already offering sacrifices."

Mars looked at the corpse at the old man's feet and frowned.

I never thought that a person who once believed in Northernism... would be so insane to such a sad appearance.

You also want this evil power, why?

"Meng Zou, when will the bomber arrive." Thinking of this, Mars asked.

"The cumulonimbus is too low for our bombers to come over, but the fighter squadron and the helicopter squadron will be back in 15 minutes." Meng Zou said while drawing a red line on the map: "I told the fighter squadron Let them drop the incendiary bombs in the north east area of ​​the city, there is enough chaos with the hatching Chaos God, we can no longer let the living corpses gain the power of Chaos."

Mars nodded, feeling that Meng Zou did nothing wrong.

"Mars, I'm fine." Nie came over, and she put on the goggles.

"let's go."

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The leader of the living corpse stepped up to the metal long wall, where sandbags covered the trench, and the sandbags even piled up to the height of the city wall.

·Soldiers are attacking and advancing, chaos, damn it!

The children around him were talking to him in a somewhat stiff psychic whisper, completely different from its stooped fathers, these children of the new generation were more like human beings.

It's a pity that they can't be called real humans yet. The leader looked into the distance, where, under the empty surface called 'square' established by hairless humans, a mysterious ceremony was being held. The fortuneteller said that there is a powerful force that can change the fate of the clan.

Power, the clan has been chasing power, and has always been eager to gain power, but all along, the clan has been trying and facing failure.

I don't know if I can succeed this time, and I don't know if I can get the power that the fortune-teller said this time.

When we get the power from the depths of the Psionic Sea, our clan will be stronger, leader, we will be invincible.

Thinking of this, the leader looked at the human creations that were flying towards him. Just now, they dropped terrifying explosives, killing thousands of their compatriots.

It's time to make them pay!
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When Mars took off with Nirvana, he happened to see a fighter jet plunge into the ground out of control.

· It's psionic grabbing. I never thought that among the living corpses, there are individuals who have acquired powerful spell sequences.

Nie was behind Mars, and she watched the fighter jet plunge into the top floor of the building, and the explosion and flames could be seen clearly even two kilometers away.

Mars felt a little absurd, because according to the plan, he and Nie should immediately kill the person who presided over the ceremony.

But when there is a problem, as long as Mars wants to get close to the ceremony site, he finds that he has become the enemy of everyone—for example, a dangerous spear will fly from time to time from the north; and it is even worse from the south— - From time to time, there will be an anti-aircraft missile with a seeker roaring.

And in the cumulonimbus cloud, the Chaos Xenomorph used its screeching sound to force Mars to use some attention to deal with him.

As for the direction of the ceremony, there were whispers echoing in Mars's mind. For Mars, this pain was not too strong, but Nie couldn't bear it at all, and she had to step back soon.

· Don't you feel uncomfortable?

Nirvana said that this kind of whispering really made her feel painful, and even throwing spears and missiles didn't bring her that much pressure.

"Let's back off." Mars finally made a decision.

Since they all want the power of Chaos, let them pay for it in blood, and Mars will be there for the victorious one.

"Is this okay?" Nie was a little worried.

"If we forcefully intervene, we will only become the target of all enemies, and they cannot share this power, so let them fight first." After finishing speaking, Mars looked towards the sky.

The alien species in the cloud was still screaming for a second, but when Mars locked it with psychic power, the alien species immediately chose to flee at high speed.

Dodgy stuff.

Mars returned to the sky above him with Nirvana.

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"In my memory, the children of the tower have never shown the virtue called patience." Rose was standing on the roof holding an umbrella. He was a little surprised when he saw the two leopards flying over his head. Talk to an old friend on the phone.

"What do you think of the children in the tower? Do you think they are like idiots, leading their friends into a trap?" Mr. Meng Xiao asked on the screen.

"Isn't it? For the sake of justice, they never cherish their own lives. But today, I saw two children from the high tower. They are also for the sake of justice. They don't mind letting their enemies go first."

"Some people may say this is weakness." Mr. Meng Xiao said with a smile.

"Only by surviving can justice be carried out, and if one dies, one can only become a poor man forgotten on the stele. The people of the tower should have a deep understanding of this." Ross said here and looked to the north of the city, where the living corpse Bingfeng had already broken through the first line of defense of the Chaos Religion, and the line of defense formed by mortals would collapse at the first touch.

"The living sacrifices have gone up, Lao Meng, I don't think this is the style of the Sea of ​​Pleasure Cult." Ross looked at the bloody battlefield in the distance and muttered.

Because what he saw was the fanatical fighting style of blood sacrifice to the blood god and skull sacrifice to the skull seat.

(End of this chapter)