The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1916 The Moment of Life and Death

Shayadin Island is surrounded by sea and rough waves.

Five with Tsar-class bombs have arrived safely and successfully loaded.

Five huge and sharp warheads aimed at the southwest far away with a sense of destruction.

That's the direction of Ceara!

And the last quarter of an hour.

In the White Castle.

The head of Citigroup, who was busy with everything, asked everyone to retreat, his eagle-like eyes were fixed on the ticking quartz clock on the wall, and he remained motionless.

just now.

The whole world should be like him, waiting for the passage of time.

As the East tore up the secrecy treaty, more and more imitators followed. By the time he kicked everyone out, more than fifty countries had chosen to disclose the war.

He knew what those people were thinking.

It's nothing more than whitewashing oneself, standing up again, wanting to reap the fruits of victory, but wanting to throw the charge of abandoning frontline soldiers to others.

He is clear.

But he doesn't care.

In any case, the tsarist plan must be carried out.

Because its meaning is not just to eliminate those monsters in the ground!

The holy temple, the underworld, the list of gods, the emperor... Before this catastrophe came, some people and some forces in this world were not under the jurisdiction of secular power at all.

They are above the laws of society, look down on eternal life, act recklessly, and don't pay attention to the political situation of the country at all.

This is intolerable for a head of state, especially a hegemonic head of state.

Aliens are scary.

Aren't those detached human beings scary?
But before that, he just dared to be angry and dare not speak out. Even if the power is in the world, there is nothing he can do about those "gods". But this time, the invasion of the underground alien race created a golden opportunity virtually. .

A great opportunity to restore the world order and reshape the majesty of the country!
As long as the tsar's plan is successfully implemented, the alien race and the "gods" who are high above will all be smashed to pieces and wiped out.

At that time.

The world will return to the way it should be.

Although the price is a bit heavy, it is definitely worth it!
Citigroup's head of state clenched his hands, his face was paranoid, almost extreme, and his eyes glowed with fanaticism.

He believed.

The world will eventually understand.

……

"My lord, this battle has been lost."

Although the arrogance of Atlantis does not allow them to admit defeat, reality is reality.

The continuation of the race is more important than anything else.

The strength of the Chaos King is beyond imagination, and no one can resist it.

If they continue to insist, they will be buried with the human race.

The purple reincarnation team broke away from the battle and reminded Po Meng to leave.

The giant incarnate of the Chaos King punched again, smashing the ice barrier in front of Lord Skynet wildly.

The Lord of Skynet, who is invincible in human society, still pales in comparison to the giants who support the sky and stomp the ground.

Rationally remind Po Meng, the purple reincarnation team is right, if they don’t leave, Atlantis will probably stay here forever. worth.

Even you, are you going to give up on him?

Seeing the lightning and thundering sky on the screen gradually calm down and return to darkness, Song Luoshen's heart also gradually sank, as if being pulled by a vortex and falling into a bottomless dark abyss.

That's right.

Atlantis has decided to retreat.

Even if the human race is defeated, with Old Demon's size, it is impossible to completely occupy the entire world. In other words, there is no completely irreconcilable conflict between Old Demon and them.

At least not for a short time.

The Atlanteans left the battlefield and gathered towards Po Meng. They also suffered heavy casualties, losing one-third of their numbers.

The Old Demon turned a blind eye to this and did not stop it.

Without the assistance of Atlantis, the pressure on the Holy Alliance has doubled in vain, and the collapse seems to be imminent.

"Walk."

Granny Meng's eyes swept over the soldiers of the human race who were fighting to the death, watching them being brutally cut down and torn in half by the old demon, her mysterious and magnificent purple eyes showed no sympathy or pity.

Perhaps this is the fate of the human race.

She's about to turn around...

and many more.

She frowned slightly, and looked away.

Not far away on the ground.

A corpse-like figure struggled and tenaciously got up.

"Fighting is fighting, transformation is a bit too much..."

Meng Po's pupils narrowed slightly, and she stood in the air.

If the figure felt something, he turned his head and looked around. Even though his body was covered in blood and was broken in many places, he still insisted on squeezing out a distorted and ugly smile.

Eastern land.

Countless people witnessed this scene, apart from being amazed at this person's tenacity, they all had the same question in their hearts.

Who is he?
"Sister, it's Brother Futu, look quickly! It's Brother Futu!"

Su Yuan shouted excitedly, her eyes flashed bright light instantly, she pointed to the TV, her arms trembling constantly.

Even though she couldn't see her face clearly, that figure had almost been engraved into her soul, even if it turned into ashes, she probably wouldn't admit it!

Shen Manni naturally recognized who it was at a glance, no matter how difficult it was to maintain her usual cool and indifferent face, she revealed violent mood swings.

Apart from the same surprise as Su Yuan's, he was overwhelmed by tragic worries after a while.

Yes.

He is still alive.

But even she can see that the situation of the human coalition forces is not optimistic, and the defeat should only be a matter of time. What role can his own strength play in such a large-scale war?
At this moment, no matter how hard it was for Gu Qingcheng to suppress his emotions, he held his breath and stared at the blurry figure on the TV, as if his heart was being held by a big hand, panicking and suffocating.

"This guy really doesn't fall so easily..."

Kyoto.

Huangrui Group.

Finally seeing his figure, the woman who is the honorary chairman of the Kyoto club breathed a sigh of relief, without even noticing it.

Military General Hospital.

Li Zhengrong's face was still calm and resolute, but his mood was extremely complicated and he was slightly in a trance.

Live up to the world.

This is the purpose of their Li family, not his.

The old man standing side by side seemed to subconsciously straighten his hunched body when the figure appeared on the screen, and his haggard face like bark did not move obviously, but his cloudy old eyes were full of emotion.

pride.

Guilt.

pathos.

There's even an imperceptible...remorse.

upstairs.

Intensive care unit.

Except for the electronic sound of medical equipment, the room was eerily quiet.

The man lying on the hospital bed was still unconscious, without any sign of waking up, but the fingers of his right hand suddenly moved silently.

"Sorry, I was too tired, I accidentally fell asleep for a while."

Li Futu exhaled lightly, looked away from Granny Meng, and under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, looked at the huge monster that made one's soul tremble.

(End of this chapter)