The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

San's expression was calm.

He has nothing to do with Ursas, and the undead team itself tends to behave in a chaotic and neutral way, let alone him who has become absolutely neutral after time has passed.

Just when Kelsey was still about to speak, the phone signal was suddenly cut off, and even the street lights on the roadside lost their light. It seemed that the attacker had already begun to cut off the city's communication system.

Sang put down the phone, turned to look at the tall tower in the core energy area, and in that direction, this was where the fire was lit before.

"It's obviously nothing more than that, and there is no smell of the abyss, but why... Where does the feeling of uneasiness come from?"

Frowning slightly, he raised his head, looked at the darkness and murmured softly.

As one of the most important mobile cities in Ursas, even without the help of the Third Army, Chernobog's city defense force is definitely not weak, and all kinds of new equipment and killer weapons are unreservedly warm to those uninvited guests welcome.

Countless integration movements wearing white clothes and mouthless masks fell down like reeds blown down by the wind, but afterward, more infected people who were not afraid of death roared and charged forward.

not to mention--

The flames of the red dragon were blazing, and the power possessed by Victoria's purest bloodline was unreservedly released in this extreme northern land. A huge fireball like the afterglow of the setting sun almost burned the entire street to ashes in an instant. .

And this fire that appeared like a natural disaster made the morale of the infected people high, and it also made the military police and the city defense army fearful and shocked.

The red dragon in a black dress drew his sword and pointed at the tower.

Announcement of an all-hands march to capture Chernobog-controlled territory.

"kill."

However, no one noticed that a figure had already stood on top of the pitch-black tower.

Looking at the two groups of people fighting each other under his feet, his expression was as flat and silent as the night.

I see, is it an infected person?

The scene of the extreme arctic tundra is still vivid in my mind. Ursus’s attitude towards the infected and the atrocities it imposed caused fierce resistance, which is a matter of course caused by the policy.

It is a contradiction caused by the country itself.

This also made Sang even less reason to intervene.

No matter whether he succeeds or fails in the end, whether the city survives or is destroyed, this is not the first time he has seen the scene, and it is nothing but vanity.

Moreover, even if this organization called the Integration Movement captures this city, it is impossible to resist the power of a country, and it will eventually be the result of destruction.

If its leader fails to see through this, he is merely short-sighted and incompetent, or is hiding an effective means that he does not know.

But if he sees through this point and still acts, I am afraid that there is a greater intention behind the logic of his behavior.

Scarlet's gaze was locked on the dragon girl who was constantly releasing flames. If he launched a surprise attack at this time, he was fully sure that he would kill her on the spot.

but--

He turned around and melted into the darkness.

It doesn't make much sense.

This country, this city, whoever it is, has nothing to do with him.

It is not entirely true to say that, in this peaceful life of insatiable greed, there are also some figures that are familiar to him, and they are all children living in the innocent world.

"It seems that no matter where it is, the world and destiny are cruel after all."

The so-called stability and normality will be much more fragile than imagined.

Chapter 102: I walk alone on the road to death

What does real death feel like?

He was bathed in flames and died, and in a sea of ​​bright red pain, his consciousness slowly fell into darkness.

What I felt was taken for granted, it was pure heat and pain.

But why—

Why is it so cold.

In the darkness, contrary to the severe pain of being burned by the fire, the biting cold deprived little by little of the life that should not have existed.

It was as if he had gone from one extreme to another in an instant, and the feeling of ice and fire made him so "cool" that he wanted to scold his mother.

but why?

Why do you feel this way?

Why do you still think?

I……

I heard voices.

"Hey! There's a person here! It's basically buried in the snow, but it seems to be still alive."

"Let me see, who is this? And why can't the race of this person be discerned? Why don't you worry about it."

"Save him, after all he's still alive...Talulah!"

"Huh? Alina, what happened?"

I don't understand, I don't understand at all. Those voices don't know where the language is. After the Baijiao and the gods unified the language for thousands of years, which remote country still speaks its own dialect?

And in the next second of thinking, he felt the temperature.

It was like approaching a steaming hot spring before he was about to freeze to death, and the hot feeling began to spread continuously, dispelling the cold that enveloped his whole body.

He felt that his head was lifted, and a life emitting huge heat was very close to him, and the principle of heat conduction slowly dissipated the cold that penetrated into the bone marrow.

It's like being soaked in amniotic fluid, although I don't have any memory, but that's what it is like in a metaphor.

And this feeling, it seems that he had a similar experience a long time ago.

When is it?

A frozen brain is not strong enough to carry the thoughts of scrolling through the past.

But the thoughts under the heat really awakened the survival instinct of life.

Want energy, want temperature, want to live!

So, he opened his mouth.

Bite down unconsciously.

Accompanied by a painful grunt whose meaning can be clearly understood even in different languages, and the exclamation and angry voices from the side, these were ignored, he just sucked the incomparable heat like a bat, as if The original bottle of blood.

And with this most direct energy acquisition, his body began to thaw from the inside out and rejuvenate with vitality, but for some reason, that hand didn't move away from his mouth.

When enough was enough, he let go, opened his eyes in a blurry phantom, and saw the flying snow all over the sky and the white-haired girl looking at him. She had familiar horns on her head, and she was using weird He covered his bleeding wrist and looked at himself.

"...What the hell?"

Consciousness gradually blurred again.

At the last moment before falling into darkness, the taste of blood spread from his throat into his brain, and he finally recalled where the feeling came from.

It's dragon blood again...

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"It's almost time, Bodrocasti."

Taking off the white hood of the integration movement, Dax who got into the army said to the tall pureblood Wendigo in front of him.

"You have made your choice, and I can't stop it. If it succeeds, I will keep my promise."

"But if you lose, I will continue what you failed to do."

Patriot's words are crisp, his knowledge can see the determination of the fighters, so he understands that no matter what the result is, he will not come back.

Waving his hands, the former cadres of the integration movement smiled helplessly.

"Maybe, things in this world are always beyond people's expectations, and there may be possibilities beyond imagination, just like my resurrection from the dead."

"No matter at any time, a person must not lose hope in miracles."

Looking at the map drawn by the Patriot, where all cadres are responsible for the area, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"However... your team is arranged in the farthest position from the core energy area. I believe this is also the trick of that stinky snake."

Looking at the integration movement outside the tent who had launched an offensive and defensive battle under the command of the Patriots, his eyes became sharp in an instant.

"She should be able to see what you and I are thinking, but she still launched an action so quickly. I am afraid that she is hiding some means that we don't know. She is hiding a bunch of private troops from the Fourth Army by her side, or is there someone inside? Wei has already started sneaking in?"

"However, this is also good. Considering the worst outcome, only under your command can the integration movement survive."

The Patriot's voice was muffled and determined.

"I'll take care of the rest, you just have to move on."

A cross spear made of black iron was handed over, and Dax reached out to take it. The moment he held the gun, he knew the weight and quality of the weapon.

It's not bad, it's already the best gun that can be found at this stage.

But to deal with the flames of the red dragon...

"Well, there is always a way."

He turned and left with the gun in his hand.

"Farewell, Bojocasti."

"Farewell, soldier."

But before he took a few steps, the snow monster princess stopped him with a complicated expression, accompanied by the biting cold on the soles of his feet.

"It's the white rabbit, long time no see... see you then."

Looking at her eyes, Bozhuo Casti must have told her about Tallulah, so he understands what he is going to do now.

"You, are you leaving now?"

Surviving in that kind of injury and environment is already a miracle among miracles, but why should the life that survived the despair be spent again.

Dax looked at her in surprise, as if he had changed his mind about her.

"My mood has changed a bit, have you seen anything good?"

The face under the mask seemed to be smiling, but due to the burns all over his face, the pain made him frown again and bared his teeth.

Passing by, he patted her shoulder with a prosthetic hand that would not feel the cold, and the man disappeared.

The Yeti princess sighed, recalling the last battle he had told with a smile when they were together around the campfire.

The light gun that was bathed in the snake's dragon flame.

In the end, there was only a sigh left.

"How could someone be stupid enough to die the same way twice..."

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But at this moment, Sang who brought Rhodes Island opened his eyes again, frowning in confusion.

The extremely strange uneasiness still did not dissipate, but became more intense with time.

Why is this?

His gaze swept to the school in the distance.

Recalling those innocent girls in my mind, is it because they may be in danger?

doubt.

He didn't feel that he would be shaken by the relationship formed by Xu Mi time.

But that feeling exists clearly.

emmmmm...

"Forget it, thought is far less important than action."

This is the conclusion reached over a long period of time.

With a thought, his figure instantly turned into a piercing arrow.

Let's go and have a look.