Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1529 Lunar War (41)

Constantine knew how the emperor exploited the veneration of mankind.

Even if he loathes the cult of personality, the pragmatist will not let go of the tools at his disposal.

The First Yugoslav Unification War forced Latvinia and the rest of the Balkans to unite to form a state that could influence the situation in Europe.It is very difficult to make this decision, and it is also very difficult to implement, because the Orthodox, Catholic, and Christian disputes in the Balkan Peninsula continue, heresy and heresy, heresy and heretic wars continue one after another, and various plutocratic groups in Europe and North America are also involved. By messing up the situation there with white gloves and profiting from it, Albania's oil exploration rights were sold to the Rockefeller family in the United States for $20, and that money fell into the personal pocket of the Prime Minister of Albania at the time.

But the arrival of the emperor changed all that.

First he used the sword, then he spoke and taught.

Many people in Sarajevo, Budapest, Plovdiv, Sofia, and Brasov turned to support the idea of ​​the emperor after encountering wars, not only because they saw the unstoppable cause of the emperor, the charm of the emperor himself, and even because they saw To the hope of getting rid of poverty and oppression.What happened in the Six Dynasties was only a private plan of the family.That's what the saying goes, right?Then there was a series of precise cleanings. Even if the careerists died, more people gained benefits.He redistributed benefits, and the target was the civilians who had suffered. This was enough to make many civilians who hated him stand on his side.

The emperor will let people firmly believe that the system he created is superior, and the human race is superior-he will not deny that he will be the spiritual sustenance of the people on the Balkan Peninsula after eliminating superstition, and learn to believe in human beings, It takes time to deny superstition, otherwise there would be no religion in this world.For this reason, he must reveal his own essence, the so-called divinity——at this moment, his speech is facing those officers.He doesn't explain anything to anyone unless he thinks it's necessary, and it's necessary now, because the mortal soldiers need to understand him.To be precise, He wanted them to understand His ideas. Obviously, the education of military schools and political commissars was not enough to satisfy His ideas.

He determined that the army must serve the human race rather than the interests of individuals or certain chaebols, so he abolished a large number of troops, changed numbers, disrupted the composition of the army, changed the command level, set up new military schools and new military ranks, and made the past of their mutual killing Trampling into the ground and promoting trained young men with ideals as officers to replace the old ones who go to war with others because of religion, ethnicity, corruption, and personal interests.

This battle is very difficult. Mortal soldiers and officers have not received much training in void combat, nor have they been to space and the moon. On earth, they have only undergone weightlessness training in water and space centers.From the moment they boarded the ship, they held a latent panic. The long voyage extinguished the initial excitement of overlooking the earth. Ignite the courage of the mortal soldiers and officers, and remove the fear for them, because the emperor and the genetically modified warriors have taken the hardest part for them, and they have done the rest of the mortal part well, which is worthy of recognition.

Relying solely on the First Secret Regiment and the Second Secret Regiment being formed is not enough to accomplish tactical goals, not to mention that the two secret regiments also need to help Regent Victor von Doom and the Ministry of Justice perform special missions. Troops rarely have time to engage in such frontal battles.He has never denied the abilities of mortals. Compared with genetically modified fighters, He seems to value the role that mortals can play in this event that will completely change the fate of the human race.

Constantine sees a document for the creation of medals, those mortals who need recognition.

"Adjust the transmission device and the transmission beacon." Constantine said to the Immortal City technicians on the side, "We will set off in 3 minutes."

The fight gets bloody right from the start.

Even though Black Bolt King tried his best to keep up with Mr. Derrick's movements, he couldn't do it with his hands and feet tied. He couldn't turn too fast, or he would smash his companions into pieces, and he couldn't run away, because he Do not expose your back to the other party.When the Imperial Guards were prepared, he would not appear in the front of Black Bolt King where the sound wave could reach him. He was very close to Black Bolt King, so close that he could attack Black Bolt King with his fist but then But it was too late to react.

The first to suffer was the mutant with blue skin and crimson fin-shaped organs. Derrick first discovered that its will was most easily shaken, and the fin-shaped organs on the top of the head and the back seemed to be some kind of electrical sensation. Organs, like the Laurentian ampulla of cartilaginous fishes, function much the same way, sensing electric fields, magnetic fields, and temperature gradients.When Derrick circled around Black Bolt King first, his Garrison Spear was the first to find the centaur clan mutant hiding behind Black Bolt King, because it has senses other than vision— ——The sudden screams of his subordinates obviously made Black Bat King distraught. He never expected that the tall guards would move so quickly, so quickly that they could not see clearly—he turned around immediately, with his arms and The skin of the battle suit between the body spreads like bat wings.He had already used his fastest speed, but he only saw the electromechanical expert who was hacked from the shoulder to the abdomen.

Another scream came from behind again, followed by a gunshot and the hiss of charred flesh on the wall.

This time, the ghost clan warrior was poisoned. Its jaw and skull were pierced by a sharp blade, and its lizard-like snout was forcibly broken open, bleeding profusely.The nervous reaction made him pull the trigger one last time, his lungs still throbbing trying to cough out the blood pouring into the trachea.Black Bolt didn't know how much pain his warrior had endured before death, and how much consciousness he had after his brain was destroyed. He could only firmly hold his friend's palm, watching it die in front of him with anger.This feeling is not good. He has been suffering from this pain since he came to the Kimilian clan. He is not unaware that there seems to be something in the air that is catalyzing his emotions. Influence.The century-long life in the isolation room allowed him to barely control himself. During that time, he paced every day in a room that was only a few steps wide, digesting his restless emotions, separated by thick walls and armored glass. Looking at the unchanging scenery outside, this allows him to maintain himself.

Until the blade of the invader is truly on his friend.

The golden god of death seemed to have completely disappeared, even though the tuning fork on Black Bat King's forehead transformed energy into his strength, making him a lot faster, but he could only catch a glimpse of Derrick from the corner of his eye. The crimson jersey fluttered first.He knew that Derrick was circling first, circling irregularly so that he couldn't predict where the latter would go next.He knew that the intruders were gradually approaching him around the defensive circle he formed with the Inhuman warriors, using the Inhuman warriors' fear of him to surround him.

There will always be another subordinate between him and the golden god of death, forcing him to be unable to open his mouth or try his best. Maybe he can open his mouth to release sound waves, but every time Derrick will first kill a living Inhuman warrior Pushing against him, making sure he couldn't breathe - it was amazing, Black Bolt admitting that even he didn't have the perfect control of his muscles, the energy and the endless focus that the intruder had.It's like dancing on the tip of a knife, pressing your body on the tiny area of ​​the tip, and you have to maintain your balance under the huge pressure. Black Bolt knows that it took him decades to learn to control his own nerves. Signal transmission, controlling every muscle of one's body to perfect one's movement - the intruder seems to have done it effortlessly, and has also mastered the rhythm of this battle, every kill will achieve something, this intelligence His level and physical strength made him more wary of the technology mastered by the human army that invaded Attilan.

There was a blast in the air, and even the noise reduction device of the battle suit couldn't filter it.

The voice that appeared out of nowhere attracted part of the attention of everyone present.

A tall, wet dog fell to the ground, whimpering continuously.Its originally smooth fur was now stained with blood, and many scratching and biting scars were exposed on its loose skin, and its front paws were also stained with stinky blood.As soon as it hit the ground, it lay down whimpering, and seemed too lazy to move.

"Tetanus!" shouted Locktooth, a warrior of the Rogue Clan, "Come here... ah!"

Locktooth stood up and followed the prestige.Then it widened its eyes and let out a cry of terror, so that its front paws briefly left the ground.It thinks that the sight in front of it is far more terrifying than what it has seen in dozens of teleportation attempts-every time it has jumped through space, it has encountered different obstacles.Either jumping directly failed and returning to the original place, or choosing the wrong landing place and falling all over with bruises, or being stuck between the reality and the illusory dimension, even a few nanoseconds of staying are enough to make it encounter the attack of those terrifying invisible things, Those sharp claws and bite scars on its body came from this-it saw the warrior who called its name cut off in the middle by a golden-red hurricane.It knew that soldier, and it could even be called a friend. It never thought in its head that its friend would die. To be precise, it watched its friend die tragically.

"Wang!"

"Back!" Black Bolt seized the opportunity to whisper a word.The sound waves hit Derrick, who was slightly distracted, like a heavy hammer. Even though the imperial guards activated the boot magnetic system in time, the huge mass and impact smashed him to the other end of the hall.He dared not speak at a normal volume, for that would only destroy the steeple and bury everyone under the masonry.He might have survived, but not the others.Black Bolt looked at Mr. Derrick, and said softly, "Take us away."

Tetanus yelled, and then ran towards Black Bolt King.

The other Inhuman warriors who were still alive skillfully held each other's hands, ready to receive the teleportation at any time.A golden gleam flickered continuously in the lightless shadow, and the sound of heavy footsteps approached at a speed far exceeding the heartbeat.Locktooth ran towards Black Bolt King with all his might, not even having time to catch his breath.It opened its mouth wide, trying to bite the outstretched hand of Black Bolt.

"Pull!" shouted the last few survivors, "Don't let go."

Suddenly, Black Bolt saw his shadow.

A golden light lit up behind him. The minaret hall, which was filled with filth and darkness, now seemed to be above the clouds. The air full of stench and annoying whispers suddenly became clear, and even the dust could not be seen. The gray bricks The stony ground shone with light.Tranquility, this was Black Bolt King's initial thought, as if he suddenly jumped into the water from a moving freight rail train, isolating all sounds on the water, he even wanted to close his eyes and enjoy a moment of tranquility for a moment.Tetanus fell down in panic, but Black Bolt had no time to care about his friend, he quickly regained his senses, squinted his eyes and turned to look behind him - he saw the tallest and most magnificent figure he had ever seen in his life .It was a warrior of grace and splendor, a quintessential human king, a golden titan—and as he gazed at that face, the stinging eyeballs could not contain the tears, and he had to use all he had His self-control did not restrain himself from kneeling and expressing adoration.The other Inhuman warriors were already kneeling on the ground, and even they themselves didn't understand why they had such emotions.

"Blackcard Burtgang, I'm sorry that I can't communicate with you in advance." The voice that was spoken by thousands of people at the same time was full of kindness.The light weakened slightly, and Black Bolt lowered his arm, barely adapting to the sting.He saw long black hair hanging over the warrior's golden shoulder armor. "I am sorry to wage this war on you and your kingdom. The human race is facing a threat from across the void, as are Attilan and the Inhumans. But I cannot extend the hand of friendship to you,"

"Why?" Blackcard Burt just said softly, at this moment his ability seemed to have disappeared.At this moment, he knew who he was in front of him, because he saw three warriors wearing the same golden power armor as the invaders standing beside the king. "Why did you do this?" He hugged the wreckage on the ground, raised his head and roared with anger, completely forgetting that he might destroy Attilan by doing so, "What do you want, human king? You want us Are these aliens dead?"

"Because Attilan's social values ​​don't care about the survival of the human race. The Inhumans see humans as petri dishes rather than compatriots, don't they?"

The human king's answer left Black Bolt speechless.He knew that the invaders were right, and he also knew that the news he heard from the Cree ambassador many years ago that the dark order was about to invade the solar system and destroy all life was also true, and he knew that the Genetic Council was very concerned about this matter. The final measure of the matter is to launch missiles to the earth, release five stable mutant substances into the earth's atmosphere, and transform potential offspring with the Kree empire's genetic engineering.

"But I care, Blackcad Burtgang. When my army heads to the Gene Council, don't fire the Terrigen missiles, and I'll give the Inhumans of Attilan a dignified end." The human king looked at tetanus.The large dog lay on the ground, eyes closed, and looked terrified.He lightly touched the tetanus' skin, and the bleeding, festering, and curse-smelling wounds on its body healed instantly, and even the bitten off hair grew back.The same is true for the scarred golden armored warrior. "Go back, Blackcard Burtgang, and convey my wishes to all Inhumans. You were once human and deserve to die with respect. Don't waste my kindness."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)