Edge of the Apocalypse

This is a small restaurant, the restaurant is not big, but it has everything. Only those chief executives in the base are qualified to enjoy such a small independent restaurant. Dining in such a restaurant is no exaggeration to say that it is a noble enjoyment.

In addition to the service provided by a dedicated chef in the restaurant, the two protruding girls are responsible for serving dishes, which is also a visual enjoyment. At least Rika enjoys this treatment. He is from grassroots, and only here can he find the feeling that a big man deserves.

Just like now, Ricca gracefully took a glass of red wine and took a sip, and then cut off the five-mature steak on the plate. When he put the steak in his mouth and chewed, he was able to admire the round buttocks of the woman in front of him serving the food. The woman was helping the chef to prepare the dishes. This action forced her to bend down, so that the tight skirt tightened her buttocks even more, drawing out the wonderful curve. Two long legs wrapped in black stockings from the narrow skirt made Rika feel uncomfortable somewhere.

At this time, the woman who had already installed the plate came up with a fried beef loin, her **** full and white milk. The flesh was looming under the neckline, and the deep groove made Rika swallow. She smiled and placed the food next to Rika. She lowered her waist to let Rika have a glimpse of the scenery, but there was nothing inside.

Rica reached out his hand under the table, held it on her lap, and explored upwards. The woman clamped her legs tightly so that Rika's hands could not reach the most secret place. Rica whispered, "Are you free tonight, baby?"

"It depends on the situation." The woman said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I will never treat you badly."

The woman nodded, then let go of her leg, letting Rika's hand do whatever she wanted. Rica let go of her contentedly after the woman's breathing began to rush. This is an advance for the date tonight. This woman will accompany him to sleep at night. He can vent his heart on this moving body, but he has to pay a fee afterwards. This cost would be more than half that of Lego, but with the quality of this woman, Rika felt she was worth the money.

There are not many women like this in the base. They are young and willing to provide services to earn a higher salary than the base. They may be girls or married women, but as long as the men can get the money, they don't mind. Because they have no other ability to make a living, or want to get more wealth than salary. In short, such transactions are semi-legal in the base.

And men like Rika, who need years to stay in the base, do have physical needs.

Eating breakfast happily, dreaming of a passionate date in the evening, suddenly Rica's tactics sounded. That is his personal tactical board, usually only when something serious happens. Rica frowned and put down the knife and fork and opened the tactical board. A window popped up, and Mammos appeared in the window. The young man looked furious and exclaimed: "It's not good, Mr. Rikka. The Sword of Dawn suddenly entered the attack mode, has locked a coordinate on the surface, and entered the charge."

Rica's eyes widened, and the whole person sprang up: "How could this be? Use the emergency protocol to stop it immediately!"

"I tried it, sir, but the system doesn't accept my instructions at all, and I have no way to control him."

"How long is it from launch?"

Mamms' expression was almost crying: "Less than five seconds!"

Rica sat back as if losing his soul, and even he had no idea for a while. He only knew that the attack of the sword of dawn could no longer be stopped, regardless of whether it was an accident or a man-made disaster. He will definitely be dismissed after the incident and even sent to a military court.

This huge gap made him almost collapse.

At the same time, from Beskard's family base to the surface of the emerging city of Caesar in the airship. Allen said suddenly, and he looked out the porthole. The sun outside the porthole seemed brighter, and the light got brighter, and then Alan could see nothing, a waterfall of light flooded the scenery outside the window.

In a farmland hundreds of kilometers away from the flying ship, a farmer raised his head and watched a beam of light fall in the distance. This beam of light comes from outside the sky, and the clouds form a circle of clouds around it.

The world became silent.

Then the earth shook, and the strong light approached from far away, the peasant screamed, and smoke rose from his eyes, and the farmland burned. After a while, a gust of wind blew by, and the farmer and his field were turned to ashes together!

After the Nelm invasion ended, the Federation could only rebuild a city due to the loss of Babylon. The city currently has only one block in the blueprint built, but it has already glowed with amazing vitality. This block is lined with tall buildings, roads on the ground extend in all directions, and the sky light rail surrounding the building makes the city's traffic more unimpeded.

Outside the block, more buildings are being proposed, and it won’t be long before it will become a more prosperous city than Babylon.

The new Federal White House is located in this city. The white palace is an imitation of the White House of the old era, almost perfectly replicating the entire complex. Today the White House will hold a grand meeting of the century, this meeting will determine the future situation of the earth.

Mobit came to the meeting place early, and there were many federal officials who came with him. The meeting has not started yet, and the staff is debugging the tool. Some important members of the family arrived one after another, and after they greeted Mobit, they walked towards their place.

Now, the position of the Bethkode family is still empty. There is no doubt that this family is the most important of all nobles today. After all, it was a member of this family that contributed to today's event.

Mobit looked at the empty chairs and frowned. He didn't know Alan, but Horn had always been a punctual person. Now it hasn't been long since the convention is held, and Bethkoder should be there.

"Good morning, Mr. President."

A familiar voice sounded, Mobit turned his head, and Capro strode in from the gate of the venue. Behind him, there were Vincent and Warry, and seeing these three appear together, Mobit felt slightly heavy. On the surface, he didn't show his face, and walked up to shake hands with the three of them one by one.

Capulo smiled and said, "I hope that through today's meeting, we can bring a whole new era to this planet."

"I expected that too."

"Then we will be seated first."

Watching the three walk away, Mobit thoughtfully. At this time, his secretary-general Lauvard Do not ran over and said in Mobitt's ear: "It's not good, Mr. President. Just now, we lost contact with the Beskard's spaceship."

"what?"

One wave ends up, another wave rises.

General Gefen, the director of the Federal Intelligence Service, walked into the venue quickly and came to Mobitt and said: "Mr. President, I just received a message from NASA. The Sword of Dawn suddenly lost control and launched an attack on the ground. The location is the only way to the Beskard family base and Caesar City!"

Morbit's pupils shrank sharply, and he said in a deep voice: "Send an investigation team to the place immediately. We should have lost contact with Beskod's spaceship. I'm afraid they are more ill-fortune."

Ge Fen looked ugly and nodded, he knew the power of the sword of dawn. Even for the consideration of protecting the earth, the power of the sword of dawn to attack the planet's interior was limited at the beginning of the design. But a single orbital gun would easily evaporate a city, let alone a small airship.

Mobit's heart sank to the bottom, and he looked at the people on the table. Capulo just looked at him, and the former Federal Marshal smiled and nodded. Although there is no evidence, Mobitt's instinct told him that the sword of dawn is out of control, I am afraid that it will not be related to the people on the table.

At this moment, a very strange feeling appeared in his heart. Then Mobit found that he was not the only one with a strange expression on his face. The cigar in Caprow's hand fell on the table, Vincent's smile froze, and Warry turned his back to him, unable to see his expression, but saw the old man's shoulders shake.

Then there was the sound of things falling to the ground. The officials on the venue either dropped their pens or dropped their smart brains. Everyone has strange expressions on their faces~www.readwn.com~ Mobit feels deeper, he feels an inexplicable sense of oppression. The feeling was like he was under the sight of a huge monster, and the feeling of being looked down on, as if being watched by a god, made his whole body muscles start to tremble.

He looked at Capulo, the old man's forehead was already covered with sweat, and he seemed to feel deeper than him.

What Mobitt didn't know was that this feeling of being watched was not only him, not only the people in the White House, but also the people in Caesar City, including all the life on this planet.

At this moment, they, and them. The depths of the hearts of all beings are connected by a will.

This invisible sense of oppression caused the high-altitude birds to fall to the ground, causing the antelopes to jump madly down the canyon, and the countless fish under the sea to swim away in panic. In contrast, humans feel the most dull. But those strong in humans are the opposite, just like Capro. If he closes his eyes, he seems to be able to see an angry giant roaring in the darkness.

However, instead of waiting for the imaginary roar, a familiar voice rang in my mind: "People on earth, you should be able to hear me. My name is Alan, Alan Bethkod."

For a while, many people in the venue exclaimed, obviously they all heard the voice in their minds. Caprow and Vincent exchanged glances, and both saw that each other's face was so bad that it couldn't be worse.

what is this?

Soul Hongqiao?

Spiritual connection?

Whatever it is, to be able to do this and to connect the hearts of all life on earth together, Capro can be sure of one thing. Alan is no longer a strong man in the ordinary sense, and the realm he has reached is ready to emerge.

That is above all things, supreme!

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