Doomsday Hunter

Continued wars are quite damaging to the economy. The recoverers have had little chance to rest in these years, and the abyss created by Furui also has a serious impact on the planting power of the land.

That is, it has only been repaired over the years. There is not much food left to save for a few years. In the past, we were able to hold on with the assistance of the safety zone and the Salvation Army, but now that the Salvation Army has been destroyed, the safety zone itself cannot be guaranteed, and the liberated people are naturally short of food.

Although the people also know that Her Majesty cannot be blamed for this, hunger is objective.

It's even worse when you have to work in a factory to produce weapons and ammunition when you are hungry. But at least the fighters and officials on the front lines were still fed.

There is no shortage of food on the Dawn. There is really nothing to eat. It can take out the assimilated old, weak, sick and disabled to eat.

Individuals are just cells to Dawn. When the whole needs it, a single cell can choose to sacrifice without hesitation, either because the mutation is eliminated by the same kind, or it is abandoned because of the lack of nutrients.

Morality means nothing to this existence.

All kinds of reserves in the safe area are very sufficient, not to mention food is definitely enough. They are escorted by the army every day and transported to various shelters.

This city, which has a complete industrial system and can be called the land of Longxing, is now completely unable to exert its productivity.

Even if Lu Huaiyuan was standing in the sky, he would occasionally miss a little attack and destroy any building on the surface. The streets are full of broken bricks, and walking in them is difficult and dangerous.

The dust and smoke on the street were mixed together, making everyone's vision a little blurry.

The Great Wall in the sky collided with various destructive weapons of the enemy, and the light and shadow were constantly interlaced. Zhao Shiming lingered at the foot of the city.

Liu Wanghai and Lu, who is now a top police officer, stayed by his side, and the three of them didn't speak, they seemed very silent. They came to the edge of the city wall and came into contact with a piece of weapons probing from the fog master of the playground.

The fog didn't have time to deal with them.

Because at this time, the fog master of the amusement park was busy fighting with Turkas.

Turkas finally attacked the only remaining strongest fog master in the world. Of course, this amusement park fog master can't be stronger than it.

The roller coaster revolves around the Ferris wheel, and countless mirrors fill the sky and reflect the earth.

Merry-go-rounds and bumper cars lined up and charged towards the falling buildings. The tires and horses flew together, and the buildings shattered.

The foggy garden built by Turkas is very similar to the time of the Human League, where a bunch of lost people will act like real people. But when it's time to fight, it won't be stingy with sacrifices.

Using one building as ammunition to attack another building is the most effective kill.

In the face of the menacing Turkas, the fog master of the amusement park obviously felt that he had no chance of winning. The host who was always chattering as a commentator didn't say a word at this time, and stood on the top of the Ferris wheel and looked around.

Humans can't pull out the strength to help at this time. It seems that this time Turkas and a living spirit really pushed the world's powerhouses to a desperate situation.

Wasn't the last cycle so fast? Hehe, it should be said that human beings were defeated by their own technological power.

The Dawning has a lot of technology from the Human Alliance era, and the factories in the rear are obviously also related to human civilization. The power of the gods really didn't have much effect in it.

It is all tossing about human civilization itself and its own power.

The death of the gods now seems to be just a catalyst for the differentiation of human civilization, and different tech trees and ideologies are destined to divide them.

A steady stream of rides are replicated in the mirrored sky. Every time the Ferris wheel opens its doors, all kinds of messy creatures pour out of it. In the world of ice and snow, the dragon and the king slime flew out.

There weren't too many fancy summons on Turkas' side, just raised his hand and a flame ignited.

It is like an athlete holding a torch, walking towards the Ferris wheel in a crumbling world. The host fog dissipated, and the Ferris wheel quickly turned.

The real world emerges. Those magical rides suddenly became old, rust and moss all over the steel.

The traces of Li Le and the crow fighting here have not disappeared, and there are messy and damaged entertainment facilities everywhere. Turkas in a suit walked in it, the fog on his body became very light, and the outline of its facial features could be vaguely seen.

The Ferris wheel twitched and twitched.

The host's voice came out of it: "You don't look like a son of God at all."

Turkas shrugged: "I don't need to 'like' a corpse of a god, right?"

The Ferris wheel didn't answer any more, it just spun quietly. Turkas didn't talk too much, and walked directly to his last goal.

**

On the battlefield in the southeast area.

Liu Lie shot the bow and arrow in his hand, and threw the spear, and together with his troops, they killed two super beasts that were 100 meters high.

In front of this monster that seems to come from the Classic of Mountains and Seas, the two or three meters high things of the European Restoration Behemoth Legion are not worthy of the word "giant". A monster needs thousands of troops to besieged and killed to ensure that it is killed.

Those heroic spirits teaming up with the officers in the safe zone can kill these strangely shaped aliens alone. But their strength is limited after all, and the enemy seems to be endless.

Without any specific tactics, there are enough monsters that are strong enough to never back down and flood everything.

The power of the famous generals helped Cao Andong successfully re-inflict Wu Ziqi.

In blood and fire, his war history was exhausted. The possession of several famous generals ended, but the attack did not listen.

Confucius, Mencius, Laozi and other great thinkers flew over and gathered with Cao Andong. Countless characters and tablets spun in the air, and the words landed like thunder, hitting Wu Ziqi's wound.

In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, a hundred schools of thought contended, and the collision of technology and ideas during the social transformation period gave off countless sparks.

After the monopoly of Confucianism, other schools of thought have been absorbed by it, and many new schools have evolved. Later, not only thinkers, but also various literati and writers also joined this field.

The cultural heritage of the entire capital region fell on Wu Ziqi's face.

That's a big book. There is only one word in the book, and it seems that there are countless words. Or square or scribbled, from seal inscriptions to official script cursive script.

As written in Li Bai's poem.

He stood up and kept his hands against the wall, a line of numbers as big as buckets.

As if hearing the ghosts and ghosts, I see dragons and snakes walking away from time to time.

Holding the book in his hand, Cao Andong looked like an elegant scholar. One hand uses an ancient brush, and every stroke is the life of a literati.

Wu Ziqi, who was bombarded by these writings, stepped back continuously, and his body was ripped apart like rags.

A sword and a book. The former conquered the four barbarians, the latter educated the people. It is the history of a civilization.

**I found a problem, it was written that Liu Wanghai went to the moon, and later said that he was in the safe area.

Brain pumping, after that, he is in the safe zone.

Slightly embarrassing.

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