24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

Sitting at the back of the convoy, Xia Xun felt the bumps caused by the car driving in the desert. His mind finally left the system programming system and focused on the armored personnel carriers one after another in front of him.

There, there is a crystallization of human intelligence that Dayan created based on the magic base of the Gods based on the analysis of the twelve automata data left by Medea, which surpasses the level of modern technology.

Dayan calls it: special rescue and rapid response force to prevent and control supernatural disasters

That's right, among a bunch of awesome names such as [National Security Ninth Department], [Chinese Dragon Group], [Zhenling Eight Branches] and other awesome names, the top management of Dayan has chosen another unit that makes people easily go crazy. name.

"Yes, don't underestimate them."

"In the last actual combat exercise, thirty soldiers with particularly long names were able to block Lu Bu's rampage for half an hour. If unconventional means are used, Lu Bu's battle may be able to continue."

"But this is only on the premise that Lu Bu has not used any skills or treasures..."

Xia Jin was sitting not far behind Xia Xun. After hearing Xia Xun's soliloquy, he explained very proudly.

Xia Xun was speechless after hearing this. You also know that the names of these soldiers are long and difficult to pronounce, so why did you pass the resolution on the name of this unit?

However, this kind of psychological activity will naturally not be spoken out. These soldiers are Da Yan's treasures, and they use technologies derived from the automatic dolls he preserved. It is understandable that Xia Jin would be so proud. Original.

"But it's still difficult to really fight against a heroic spirit with full firepower."

After taking a look at the enhanced soldiers, Xia Xun didn't find any difference between them and ordinary people.

However, if you look through special vision, you can see magic arrays carved all over their bodies. They light up and darken regularly with their heartbeat and breathing, as if they may be activated at any time.

"If we can generate energy, we can deal with the endless black gate monsters..."

After hearing Xia Xun's evaluation, Xia Jin said somewhat silently.

With the current level of human technology, it is still too difficult to catch up with the fighting power of heroic spirits.

Not to mention the King of Lostbelt's ability to easily overwhelm the surface of the earth, just look at Mordred's overwhelming energy light cannon.

Without more than ten or twenty years, how could humans create weapons comparable to the heroic spirits?

Xia Xun nodded without comment, and then calmly closed his eyes.

It doesn't matter whether the steps are big or not. What matters is that mankind is already making progress.

The magic knowledge he left behind for Medea and Merlin is enough for Dayan and Dayang to open a whole new world. If this can be loaded with a mysterious enhancement patch based on technological civilization, human potential and human reason The intensity will increase significantly.

Nowadays, the Holy Grail of Transformation that can harvest more than 60 Saint Crystals every day is the greatest proof.

Two rounds and ten rounds a day, emptying the card pool is not a dream.

After crossing the border of Saudi Arabia and entering the disputed area of ​​​​multi-national borders, the advance speed of the Dayan troop transport obviously slowed down.

The presence of such a large army in such a sensitive area can easily cause disputes, but now that all countries in the Middle East have been ordered by the United Nations not to cause trouble, the young brothers who have been bullied by the five gangsters can only watch the armies of other countries. Walking around in front of your own house.

Weak countries have no diplomacy, and there are no powerful countries in the Mesopotamia. They are all fat sheep ready to be slaughtered, and the sound of fat sheep can only arouse the sadistic desire of predators.

During the silent march, the Great Yan troops finally arrived at the forefront of the United Nations' battle against the undead natural disaster.

Here, the roar of artillery can be heard occasionally, flashes of light continue to sound on the horizon, and thick black smoke shoots straight into the sky.

Inhaling slightly, there was the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, as well as the absolute hatred for the living emanating from the undead.

132. Gathering of familiar people

"Wuhu~ Take off!"

Riding the surfboard transformed by Pridowin, this incredible item that can be used as both a boat and a shield is racing rapidly on the surface of the desert, creating a huge momentum that is not inferior to the waves of the ocean.

"See the courage of a Knight of the Round Table!"

"Hoohoho~"

The sea of ​​sand was stirred and rolled, and the huge sand waves rolled over it with a posture that would exasperate Newton. Mordred stood on the highest point of the sand waves on his surfboard, looking down at the various monsters below.

Skeletons, mummies, living dead, ghouls.

Anyway, they were disgusting monsters. Mordred didn't bother to do it himself, so he just used his Noble Phantasm to crush them.

"Hey! Howl!"

The monsters howled, but they could only watch helplessly as the sea of ​​sand covered them.

As miscellaneous soldiers, they can only call twice. As an atmosphere group, they can add some pleasant atmosphere to the battlefield.

Soon, without any suspense, this small army of tens of thousands of undead creatures were completely wiped out by Mordred's Noble Phantasm.

"Yeah~ho!"

"I didn't expect that huge waves could be made in the desert, Pridovin, you did a good job!"

Stopping the momentum of the impact, Mordred jumped off the surfboard, and then ran excitedly to the place where the monster died.

These guys would all drop monster materials. She hurried over to annihilate the monsters just for these things that could sublimate the spirit base.

"Ah! It's hot!"

But after running a few steps, Mordred jumped up on the spot.

Under the scorching sun in the desert, the surface temperature exceeded 50 degrees Celsius. It was really hard for her to run barefoot on the sand like this.

Seeing this scene, the supporting troops from the rear quickly arrived. A RV dressed in a summer seaside atmosphere that was incompatible with the battlefield atmosphere parked next to Mordred, and took care of the great hero of the Da Ying Empire. received the reception.

"Sir Mordred, please come to a place with air conditioning. The sunshine here is too harsh."

Snow bent down and thoughtfully handed over a glass of Coke with ice cubes, so that Mordred could have the best rest experience after surfing.

"Oh, thanks."

Seeing the bubbling Fat Mansion Happy Water, Mordred took it without ceremony and poured tons of it into his mouth.

The temperature in the Middle East is really beyond imagination. It's October now, and you need to wear a coat to keep out the cold in Britain, but the average daytime temperature here frequently exceeds 40 degrees Celsius.

"Let those knight reserves be careful. There should be monsters still alive under the sand waves."

After drinking the coke, Mordred noticed that the Daxi troops had begun to collect her loot.

For the sake of Coke, she kindly reminded her.

"Don't worry, Lord Mordred, they are the proud knights of our Great Empire."

"Uh...reserve team."

Snow wanted to say that the soldiers equipped with magic attire were knights, but after seeing Mordred's disdainful look, he changed the name.

"If you want to become a solemn knight who follows King Arthur, they are far from enough."

Raising his hands to build a pergola, Mordred looked at the soldiers on the sand sea who were fighting the surviving monsters.

Each of these soldiers was two and a half meters tall, with muscles all over their bodies as bulging as rocks. They held exorcism blades with a cold light in their hands. They were solemn and majestic men like beheading machines.

The three-color black keys in their hands were waved smoothly, and the undead creatures trying to climb up from the ground were cut open like butter meeting a hot knife, and finally turned into unconscious skeletons.

"It's not bad. Those people didn't dare to use cold weapons to deal with the undead two days ago."

Such a pleasing action of killing enemies actually made Mordred look a little sideways.

She remembered that when she first came here, these soldiers equipped with [Three Color Black Keys], [Muscle Bullets], and [Muscle Knights] did not dare to fight head-on with the undead creatures. They only dared to stand at a distance and use them. Shoot monsters with muscle bullets.

"At that time, it was because we were not sure whether undead creatures were contagious..."

Snow wiped his cold sweat and said that they would not dare to use these integrity knights, whose average cost is millions of pounds, to fight the undead creatures head-on.

Those monsters look like undead creatures from various movies and TV shows. God knows if any of the monsters have unreasonable appeal.

If it is like in zombie movies, a small wound can turn a person into a zombie, then fighting in close combat is undoubtedly the stupidest decision.

For this reason, after waiting and watching for several days, Dayang confirmed the safety of the training before allowing these troops, officially named [Integrity Knights], to start hunting monsters.

But when it comes to hunting monsters, it's actually just taking advantage of Mordred's back.

If they were to encounter Darius III's thousands of immortal cavalry, the integrity knights would have no choice but to run away with their tails between their legs.

"As a knight, the most important thing is not strength, but the courage to fight against the enemy."

"A person without spine is not qualified to follow King Arthur."

Glancing at Snow, Mordred said angrily.

Because of this cautious course of action, Mordred had no favorable impression of these soldiers who used the technology left by Merlin.

How could he become a solemn knight of Camelot if he didn't even have the courage to follow her in the charge?

"You are right..."

Faced with Mordred's doubts, what could Snow say.

He could only lower his head to wipe the sweat, and then reluctantly agreed.

"Let me see how many points I got today."

Mordred didn't care much about this seemingly perfunctory response.

Turning on the computer screen in the car, I quickly saw the harvest.

The actions of the World United Government in the Middle East are fully supported by the G15 member states. Every time the forces sent by each country kill a monster, scores will be calculated, and then the future voice will be ranked based on this score.

As the saying goes, competition only brings motivation. After learning about this ranking mechanism, Mordred started cleaning up monsters with great interest.

She wreaks havoc on the battlefields of the Middle East every day, driving Pridovin to set off huge waves of sand, burying tens of thousands of undead deep into the ground again every time.

"There is no doubt that Lord Mordred, you are still the number one in points."

An electronic synthesized sound sounded from the computer, reporting the progress of today's monster hunting.

Mordred, who represented the Great Empire, topped the list. She easily killed hundreds of thousands of undead using a range of Noble Phantasms, and she had the highest number of points.

"Oh, that big stupid guy is still charging stupidly?"

After taking a look at the points number of No. 2, the name that does not belong to any country continues to light up. Each time it lights up, it means that this person's points have increased.

Its name is Spartacus.

Not a representative of a certain country, but an independent heroic spirit hunting monsters.

"Yes, Spartacus has been fighting the undead army for six days and nights without sleep..."

"To be honest, he is more like an undead creature than an undead creature."

"Is this the fighting will of ancient Roman gladiators? It's really terrifying."

Seeing Mordred's interest, Snow quickly called up the live battle of Spartacus and displayed it on the large screen of the on-board computer.