Nomenclature of Night

   Chapter 694 It should be a drunken fairy

  The world is bright again.

   Countdown to 168:00:00.

   "Stand on..."

  Little San spat out the miniature grenade in his mouth and muttered.

   There is no time for everyone to relieve the sense of alienation from the world when they just crossed over.

   The tide of rats in front of him brought everyone back to reality in just one second!

   In front of the defense line of the lower three areas, the rat tide continued to increase, among which were a large number of black-skinned rats that had just arrived. Their speed and strength were more difficult to deal with than the previous rats.

  Little San frowned.

Before the return of   , the line of defense was a little loose, and now it is even worse.

  Families, club members, and refugees who came to the front to help, all fell down one by one. After all, they were F-rank mice, and no matter how small they were, they were not something ordinary people could easily deal with.

  Those refugees with no combat experience could not even slash the shadow of the mouse with all their might.

   At this moment, Xiaosan suddenly realized that the rat tide had entered its full form, and this time it was their general attack!

   survive.

   I can't stand it and die!

  Qingchen once specifically explained to Xiaosan: The million-level rat who besieged the iodophor and others will definitely move to the defense line of the next three areas immediately after this crossing. At that time, it will be the most difficult.

  Xiao San thought of this, and immediately looked at the time walkers and shouted: "Hurry up and gather the grenades to the front line, hurry up!"

   In the eyes of the refugees, the Timewalkers spat out the grenades one by one, and even the children under the age of 12 were helping to carry the grenades.

   They gathered grenades and carried them to the front.

   Xiaosan roared: "Leave quickly after sending the grenades!"

   While speaking, he pulled out the safety pin of a grenade and threw it towards the center of the rat tide.

   With a loud bang, the grenade of the liquid gunpowder technology in the world suddenly exploded among the rats.

   I saw the fireball burst and burn, and hundreds of mice that were close were smashed to pieces on the spot, and those who were far away were also covered in flames that could never be extinguished!

  This liquid grenade, like the white phosphorus bomb, is a contraband that violates the Convention on Human Wars.

   On the human battlefield, once the white phosphorus bomb is dropped, even the soldiers who are only slightly affected will burn with flames until they die. The horror before death is unbearable to look at, so this weapon is forbidden because it is too cruel.

   And now, the reason why Kyushu made it is because they don't have to care about human conventions in the face of rats, all they have to do is kill these rats!

  The human convention is for human use, so there is no taboo to kill rats!

   Never die!

   The grenades were thrown out, and they hit the rat tide unsustainably for a while, giving the lower three defense lines a chance to breathe.

  The refugees watched all this in a daze, they only felt that these young people were doing magic.

   These people were lingering on one second, but the next second, all their injuries were recovered, and they were still alive and well.

   One second before, he was beaten and retreated, and the next second, he opened his mouth and spat out a grenade, which even beat the rat tide so much that he couldn't hold it for a while.

   Wait, are these people time walkers? !

   This is amazing too!

   However, when he was not happy at the moment, Xiaosan shouted loudly: "Quick, quickly make up the defense line, the rat tide is coming again!"

   "Reinforce the line of defense!"

   "Top back!"

"keep fighting!"

   In this dark city, the voice of shouting spread to the distance again and again, resounding through the night!

The   rat tide was continuous, Xiao San knew very well that the grenades that Kyushu had prepared, at best, could only help them relieve the pressure for a while.

   More than 4,000 miniature grenades are nothing to millions of rat waves.

   The black rat tide came surging again, and many people were caught off guard, and the defense line was broken in several places in an instant.

  There is no communication, no electricity, and some defense lines have collapsed and cannot tell the supporting troops in time.

   Zhang Mengqian, who was standing on the tall building, shouted and beat the bottom of the pot as if he was dying, trying to warn him.

  Knocked and knocked, and the bottom of the pot actually shattered!

   He looked down, and he didn't know when the hole was opened.

   Seeing that the defense section of the eighth district was like a flood burst, the Kuroshio rushed towards the lower three districts like crazy.

  Suddenly, there were eight sapphire heart swords wandering in the rat tide, but Rao, the unparalleled sapphire heart sword, gradually became unstable.

  Alloy knives can still roll the blades, so naturally there will be problems with the sapphire heart sword.

  He Jinqiu can't remember how many mice he killed. He just needs to use the sapphire heart sword to walk freely in the rat tide, and he can harvest it at will.

   But in the next second, a crack suddenly appeared on one of the sapphire heart swords, as if ice flakes suddenly burst out from the porcelain, and the crackling sound spread.

  He Jinqiu stood on top of a tall building and spat out a mouthful of blood.

  The sword of the heart has devoured!

   He wiped his lips calmly and withdrew the cracked sapphire heart sword, while the other seven were thrown on the battlefield and kept strangling.

   Until that gap was pushed back by the refugees who came up!

  He stood on the high sky this autumn and watched with sympathy as the defense lines collapsed one after another. He suddenly remembered the time when he fought floods with the old squad leader in the early years.

   At that time they were only wearing a pair of shorts and a vest.

  Everyone stood in the turbid river, using their bodies as human walls.

  The turbulent flood washed the body and the river bank, and the sandbags they built were washed away and broken one by one.

  Someone tried to plug the gap in the river, but it was also carried downstream by the flood, and was never seen again.

   The scene at this moment is very similar to that time.

   This rat tide is no longer something that can’t be stopped by manpower.

   In just 30 minutes, more than ten defense lines began to collapse, and in another two minutes, four or five dykes burst.

  He faced the vast tide of rats this autumn, and for a while he felt that he had been practicing hard for more than ten years, but he was still so insignificant.

   Practice, what is it for?

  Are you going to lose, where is Qingchen, why is the Rat King not dead yet, why is Rat Tide's attack still so meticulous and rigorous, still so fierce and not afraid of death.

   For a time, countless thoughts flashed through his mind and were thrown out by him again.

The sapphire heart swords in the rat tide accelerated again, and the seven blue sword lights drew neon lights in the black tide until all cracks appeared on the seven sapphire heart swords, and they only helped the refugees below to mend seven or eight lines of defense. !

   That line of defense is like a leaking bamboo tube, it can’t stop it!

   "No, it's time to come!" He Jinqiu suddenly looked up at the sky.

   There was no sound in the sky, but he clearly saw a Li's 'Derail-11' piercing missile, dragging a long flame tail like a comet, falling straight down.

  He Jinqiu knew that Qingchen got the specific location of the rat king by analyzing the video.

   As long as the location is known, then Qingchen can completely locate the coordinates and let Li or Qing carry out precise bombing!

   As long as the location is found, how could Qingchen not call for fire coverage! That's Li's independent director. If he can't call for reinforcements, can't he call for a missile?

   The sewers are only three or five meters underground, and this depth can't hold piercing missiles at all!

  He's eyes lit up this autumn. As long as the rat king died, the rat tide in front of him would be unsustainable, and the million rat tide that besieged iodophor would not come again. At that time, everyone will have time to rebuild the rivers and mountains.

   The derail-11 supersonic missile fell, leaving the sound behind!

With a    boom, the missile landed on the ground next to the Asuka Building with great precision. A huge firelight ignited, and a mushroom cloud rose into the sky, illuminating the entire night sky.

  He was looking forward to this autumn...but he was slowly disappointed.

   After that missile exploded, the Rat Tide attack did not slow down a single point.

   is over.

  The Rat King has moved his position, and the opponent is not at the corpse of Chiaki Kamidai at all!

  The rat king has evolved wisdom, and he placed his own guards in the fifth district, so everyone thought that he could only lie in the sewers and wait to eat like the queen of the ant colony.

  Now, no one knows where the Rat King is, unless everyone kills the rat all over the city, and then the sewers are turned upside down before they can be found again!

   "It's over," He Jinqiu sighed.

   But at this moment, an aunt suddenly rushed to the door of the key: "Let me go, let me go! Let me pass!"

   The refugees were stunned: "You have to line up if you want to run! Hey, is that you?!"

   They recognized it. This is the aunt who organized the refugees to stay and help the parent-teacher association before. No one expected that when the defense line collapsed, she chose to jump in the queue and escape!

The family came to maintain order and roared: "The more this time is, the less chaos! Obviously many people have been evacuated, you can queue up sooner or later! Don't worry, even if the defense line collapses, we will use our bodies. Stop the rat tide, don't mess around!"

   But the aunt named 'Liu Linfang' suddenly said: "What do you think of me? You said I ran away? Get out of the way!"

   Before everyone could react, Liu Linfang squeezed through the crowd and got into the door of the key.

   Then, her voice came from the key gate: "Everyone listen to me!"

   Behind the key door.

  Liu Linfang stood on the hill and shouted: "Those guys have died a lot, a lot, and it hurts to look at! They protected you to run into this wilderness, and evacuated so many people in seven days, it's not easy!"

  In the wilderness, millions of people stretched for nearly 100 kilometers, sitting on the ground densely.

  Liu Linfang's voice can only reach the nearest place.

But she didn't care, she just continued to shout: "Now, many people think that the lower three districts may not be able to defend, but I think I can try again! You all know what happened in the next three districts these days. Everyone is dead, only we are still alive, I think this is a miracle, now I implore everyone, if you have the ability, come back with me, you are needed there!"

The sound of    landed, and the lower three districts listened to the voice in the key door, and all fell silent.

   None of them thought that this old lady was going to shake people!

   Over the past seven days, the key gate has only been inaccessible, and millions of people have been evacuated. Everyone never thought that those who left... would come back.

is it possible?

Liu Linfang in the wilderness looked at the refugees and said, "No matter what you think, the lower three districts have become better now, that is my home, and I want to keep it! Isn't it just two or three million mice, we still have more than six hundred Thousands of people!"

After    finished speaking, Liu Linfang rushed back to the other end of the key door and ran to the defense line without looking back.

  In the wilderness, those who were sitting on the ground, waiting for the consortium to pick up the refugees, began to quarrel.

   Further back, someone asked, "What did she just say?"

   The person closest to the Key Gate thought for a while and said, "We said we would go back together to protect the lower three districts. There are a lot of people dead there, and we can't keep it anymore."

The voice of    discussion gradually spread, like boiling water in this early spring wilderness, noisy and grand.

   "Go back? Since we can't hold it anymore, why go back? We all managed to escape!"

   "That's right, we'll definitely die when we go back. It seems useless if so many people didn't keep us going."

   Everyone whispered.

   But at this moment, someone stood up from the crowd, and they silently passed through the crowd and walked towards the door of the key.

   Someone grabbed the sleeve of one of the middle-aged men: "What are you doing, are you really going back?"

The middle-aged man stood there and thought for a long time before saying, "I'm actually a member of the parent-teacher association, but at the beginning I was afraid, so I hid in the crowd and escaped. I didn't expect it to be so tragic, and I didn't expect them to last so long..."

The reputation of the    Parent Association has gradually spread in this disaster. Everyone knows that the parent association is behind the control of hundreds of clubs.

  Little San once told Qingchen that more than 1,000 family members ran away because of fear.

  Qingchen's answer is that he is not forced, he has to do things voluntarily, without the responsibility and obligation on his shoulders, who can force others to die?

   However, the more than 1,000 family members who came to the wilderness to endure for seven days, every time they heard the refugees compliment the parent-teacher conference, they felt a little ashamed.

   Everyone sat on the wilderness, every minute was a torment, but they didn't have the courage to go back.

   Now, can't wait any longer.

The middle-aged man said: "Actually, when I first joined the parent-teacher conference, I also hoped that more people would help me. I heard in the bar that the parents would help each other, so I joined in. At the earliest, I doubted what they said. Mutual help is a gimmick, but now I really look down on myself from the bottom of my heart."

   Someone asked: "Mutual help? What does the parent association want to do? This is not what the club should do."

The middle-aged man thought for a while and said, "Someone in the parent-teacher meeting said that others become stronger in order to be a superior person, they are to make this world no one's servants... Don't say anything, I'm going back. The parent-teacher meeting, you guys If you find it hard to sit here these days, just follow me."

  I saw hundreds of family members marching fast through the crowd.

   And what they just said was once again spread in the wilderness.

  It is magnificent to have millions of people sitting in one place to escape, these people sitting together and discussing things, and their voices even resonate with the earth.

  Hundreds of people walking among the millions seemed so lonely and insignificant.

   At this time, someone scolded and said: "Don't talk about it, I really want to see what kind of flowers they can play. A world where no one is a servant? Brag, I have been a servant all my life."

  "I also want to go back and see..."

   Gradually, more and more refugees stood up from the ground and followed behind them.

  The family felt that walking was too slow, so they started running again.

   The backs on this wilderness also merged into a torrent like a tide of rats! Rush through a key door!

   "Please let me go, we're going back!"

   In front of the key door in the lower three districts, the refugees watched as people rushed back from the door in the opposite direction. No one expected that someone would actually return behind this door!

   Someone joked: "Let's give way, give them a way out... If you want to go, you can't go, the door is occupied by them, why don't we go to fight, anyway, we won't be able to go..."

   Said, those refugees who were still queuing left the line with a wry smile, and made way for the key door: "Go, see where there are tables, chairs, benches, etc., and get some to use as weapons."

   "Where can I find tables, chairs and benches, my poor family only has a bed..."

   "Then use your teeth."

  …

  …

Behind the defense line, the junior who had just been replaced shouted angrily: "Quick! Make it up quickly, the line of defense can't burst, there are hundreds of thousands of refugees behind us, let the rat tide rush over, and they will all die! Quickly, make it up for me. superior!"

   However, after Xiaosan finished speaking, he looked around at a loss, and found that those lines of defense did not collapse because someone was careless or cowardly, but because no one was there!

   The defense line of the entire lower three districts is divided into hundreds of sections, and the people killed by the forty or fifty defense lines are all dead!

   Seven days ago, he could still count the number of casualties, but how can he count now? Can't count!

   Someone said: "I can't hold it! Little San, I can't hold it anymore! I can't defend the line anymore. We retreat to the building to fight in the street, hold it, and divide it into small groups to hold the stairs and windows, maybe there will be more fights!"

  Little San gritted his teeth: "Fuck your mother's fart, what should I do if the refugees behind you retreat? Retreat to the building will be a death sooner or later! Stay strong!"

  The parents said, stick to it!

  Little San said, he took the knife and greeted the rat tide, trying to block a certain gap with himself.

   Die if you die, and you have to stay here if you die.

  Kunlun, iodophor, they can all risk their lives, what can't they do?

   However, the next moment, the sound of vigorous footsteps came from behind him.

   Before he could look back, he saw refugees who were safe and sound, wrapping their coats around their necks, and running past him.

   Xiaosan was stunned. He turned his face to look, and saw more and more refugees running past him.

   He turned his head and stared blankly at the gate of the key. He didn't know when it started, and people were rushing out continuously. Some people were holding stones in their hands, and some people were holding branches.

   Those who have left have returned.

   These people rushed towards the rat tide without any rules. When they encountered a rat, they jumped and stomped wildly. When a rat climbed up, they slapped hard.

  Someone bit his ear by a mouse, and the other party even tore it off with the flesh on his ear, and then put the head of the mouse into his mouth to chew and bite.

   These people in modern civilized society suddenly became as brutal and savage as beasts, and others followed suit.

  More and more people rushed to the defense line, first the refugees who were still in line, and then a steady stream of people rushed out of the key gate.

   In order to make the key gate closer to the defense line, someone carried the key gate forward for 500 meters!

   In just 10 minutes, the gap opened by the black rat tide was actually blocked by this crowd again!

   Xiaosan behind the defense line had a sour nose. He wiped the corners of his eyes and pulled a middle-aged man to ask, "My family, why are you back? Didn't you run away?"

   The middle-aged man said: "I'm back, so don't worry about it!"

  Little San hurriedly explained: "It's not to blame, I really don't know why you guys came back?"

   The middle-aged man said with a smile: "For the new world you talked about!"

   "Long Live the New World!"

   Zhang Mengqian stood upstairs and watched this scene silently.

   He saw with his own eyes that people ran out of the door of the key, and watched the crowd fill the defense line, and his heart was surging.

  This is the mighty power of the nation. He remembered what the boss said: No nation has ever been so tenacious, brave and unyielding like us.

  You just need to give them a little hope, and they will dare to follow behind you to save the world.

At that time, Zhang Mengqian recalled his experience in the lower three districts. He thought how could it be possible? They were all rotten people. They were deceived and deceived. What is courtesy and integrity?

   But now he believes.

  In an instant, Zhang Mengqian looked beyond the defense line, and a black tide was coming again.

   "The rat tide is coming again!" he shouted hoarsely.

   But his pot was broken, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't shout at all.

   Now there is no time for too many people to rush out of the key gate, and there are only a few hundred thousand refugees left in the queue, which is not enough to resist the new wave of rats!

   Zhang Mengqian panicked, but he had no choice. If the rat wave reached the defense line, everyone would die!

How to do?

  …

  …

  In the extreme cold of the north, Li Shutong was sitting cross-legged under a hill with his eyes closed.

   A middle-aged man in white linen was sitting across from him, the big demon Qingji.

  Li Shutong asked, "When will you open the door of shadows for me?"

  Qingji shook his head: "The owner said that you can't let you go there unless you have to."

  Li Shutong sneered: "I thought the guy on Ginkgo Mountain didn't care about anything? But he stopped me to save my apprentice. How many brains does he have enough to play like this? If it weren't for years of friendship, I could kill you now."

Qing Ji smiled and said: "It's just that the world doesn't understand what he cares about. It's not that he wants to stop you, but he believes that even without you, Qingchen can still live. As for killing me... don't forget, your surname is Qin. My friend has not been found yet, we Qing Shi can continue to help you find it. Besides, don't you trust your apprentice?"

  Qingji said: "Besides, without the Gate of Shadows, you won't have time to pass."

   At this moment, the satellite phone in Qingji's arms rang, and someone on the phone said softly, "Okay."

   The next moment, Qingji stood up and opened a shadow gate in the shadow of the hill: "Please."

   "Why, now you want me to rescue Qingchen again?" Li Shutong stood up.

  Qingji smiled and said, "It's not for you to save Qingchen, but for you to be his master to help him keep the most valuable people's hearts. People in the lower three districts can't die, otherwise who will sing praises?"

   "The organs are exhausted," Li Shutong sneered and patted the dust on his body, raised his legs and stepped over the threshold.

  …

  …

   Zhang Mengqian on the tall building was about to run downstairs when he suddenly saw a shadow door open on a tall building: "Mr. Shadow?"

  No, not Mr. Shadow, Mr. Shadow is gone.

   Who would that be?

   Zhang Mengqian saw that inside the gate of shadows, the one who came out was... the master of the boss.

   After learning that the boss was a knight, he searched for news related to knights more than once, and then more than once yearned for the world of knights.

   Zhang Mengqian stared blankly at Uncle Li, who appeared on the roof of the building above the rat tide like a **** who suddenly descended.

   Then, I saw with my own eyes that the other party took a deep breath and exhaled!

  In an instant, an overwhelming cloud of air will blow out, as terrifying as a typhoon tornado!

   The whistling sound rolls on the ground!

  The cloud envelops the snow in the cold spring, like a knife, in an instant, it overwhelms the millions of rat tides, and the millions of rat tides that are huge like a black flood are instantly annihilated.

   The flesh and blood of the mice were blown dry and ground. Unlike Qingchen's breath of cloud qi, Li Shutong blew the bones of the mice to pieces!

   But this is not over yet, I saw that wherever the tornado passed, the quick-drying concrete of each building was destroyed, exposing the hard steel bars inside!

   It should be an angel drunk!

  Crush the white clouds into pieces!

   After being reminded by Qingchen, Li Shutong continued to use the quasi-tifa breathing technique to squeeze the Knight's True Qi in his body until it finally turned into a liquid drop by drop.

   The cloud energy of a demigod is the complete form of this human ultimate move!

  Compared with Li Shutong's cloud, Qingchen's B-level cloud is like ants and mayflies in front of a giant whale!

   Zhang Mengqian looked at all this, the rat tide that had been killed like a rotten tree, and three buildings that were destroyed.

   So this is the knight!

   This is the knight!

   Zhang Mengqian looked at this scene fascinatedly, he lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

   After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly raised his hand and dug out his mechanical eyes.

   Darkness.

   into the dark.

  The Arowana Blessed listened to the small bones trembling, the wind, the shouting, the breathing, and the heartbeat.

  Everything came together to show him a huge picture scroll.

   That is the power that hundreds of thousands of people suddenly gave him, stimulating all his senses except his eyes, and go further!

   As if the texture of the earth, he knew all about it.

   As if he understood the mood of the world.

   My eyes are dark, my heart is bright.

   Zhang Mengqian was once confused. When the boss gave Zhun the method, he should have embarked on the path of cultivation. Later, he gave it to Wanshen Lei Si, and it was obviously very good.

  What are you waiting for?

  Why are you unwilling?

   Zhang Mengqian only found out today.

   It turned out that this road was the road he wanted to take.

  …

   Sorry, half an hour late

   (end of this chapter)