Chapter 475 Heterogeneous Mapping
The blockade was breached.
For monsters that are so powerful that they are indescribably powerful, forgetting is the best and perhaps the only way to seal them.
However, no matter how strong the seal is, it will eventually be destroyed one day, and no matter how powerful the power is, it will eventually be erased by the passage of time. When the thoughts of a powerful person become a gap in the seal, the subsequent chain reaction will also fall immediately.
Easter Island was once the capital of mankind in the old era, but now it is being obscured by the fantasy land of Atlantis. Three extremely powerful demon king-level ghosts are entrenched here, eating away at the heritage of humans from the old era and accumulating their own power.
A dragon, a snake, a giant.
They were supposed to be the last gatekeepers that the survivors would face - defeating them would bring the last legacy of the old age back under the control of the new era of humanity. Regardless of whether humans choose to rebuild their homes or start anew at that time, they will write another great chapter with human characteristics.
The junction of cause and effect, the gatekeeper of the times.
This is their role in the script of the world. And everything should change in that direction.
The commander of the Salvation Army had expected that fate. The World Government originally tried to create that destiny.
But now, everything has become a delusion - no, not now, but earlier than now. It was when the first new generation of ghosts named gods came to the wasteland. It was the time when King Chakravartin rose from Fengdu and suffered injuries, but was not completely annihilated and forgotten in the first place. The dream of the old generation became a complete fantasy at that moment, but it was only then that it completely collapsed.
When the human city crossed the Bering Strait, the light of heaven fell from the sky on Easter Island. Sacred and solemn power pours down from the portal of the sky, and it is a more intense, but also faster battlefield than the other side of the earth.
Fantasy land: Pantheon.
The fantasy land of Pantheon: Heaven.
Billions of heavenly armies descended like waterfalls, and the burly giants brandished annihilating swords and spears. The Great Heavenly Lord at the top of the Nine Heavenly Tower overlooks the entire battlefield, and naturally there are only two paths left for the three devil kings of Easter Island.
Resist to the end, and then be swallowed up along with Atlantis. Or, bathe in the glory of heaven, and go to the unfinished ancient battlefield a few years ago with a new attitude.
The stronger the Demon King, the greater the weight of wisdom. The more intelligent an individual is, the easier it is to know the changes in the number of days.
Going with the flow is not a hard choice. After all...the differences between gods and demons are not that big in essence.
Anyway, they are all huge forces beyond human control.
…………………………
There was something disturbing lingering in the air.
It may be that lightning strikes the atmosphere and generates a large amount of ozone through a physical reaction.
The human city was victorious in the battle across the Bering Strait. After losing their protection, many real demons were annihilated by the blazing light of the tower's torches. Most of the demon kings were defeated by the general's power, and the remaining survivors will soon be under the influence of the Hellfire Legion. Fallen during the hunt and siege.
‘Buzz——’ A ball of plasma exploded.
Colonel Ren put down the plasma rifle she was holding in her hand. She witnessed the green trajectory passing through the ocean and exploding on a quasi-demon king that looked like a giant sea beast. Several of her colleagues arrived at the same time as this shot. Ten shots, and this small array was just enough to annihilate the quasi-demon king.
It's dead.
Its structure collapses and standard energy overflows. The aura of sin and the remaining obsessional structure condensed into tools, and the miniature capture aircraft quickly approached and salvaged. And depending on the situation, they will be distributed on the battlefield, or used as food for the human city.
It is the last ghost in this direction, the last quasi-demon. In other directions, the battle situation has also tilted to the point where there is no need for support at all.
"Another victory." Colonel Ren said softly. The colleagues around her cheered and howled, "The general is victorious."
She should also go and cheer, but she had no idea at this moment. This may be because she is a soul rather than a living person, and her emotions are not as easy to change as when she was just resurrected.
She felt a little sad.
The improved version of the Hellfire Armor allows a living person with basic training to exert the power of a real demon. And if a living person undergoes the strengthening transformation that is becoming more and more popular, the high-level combat power of the real demon can also be stimulated. It only takes a few months for a trained ordinary citizen to become the equivalent of a colonel among the Soul Men. Just like her who just raised the plasma rifle and fired.
She doesn't use her natural weapon, the violin, because it's not necessary. Even if she is still a powerful colonel, she can bring a reinforced regiment under her leadership. But her personal abilities and combat effectiveness have not changed much compared to an ordinary soldier.
Times have left her behind. As a dead person, in this era of human city, it seems that she can only rely on her qualifications to speak for herself. And she shouldn't have been so disappointed in the past, because she had already accepted this fact in her heart, and there was no need to be sad or fussy about such a doomed and harmless thing.
"Check the nearby battlefields, and then we will patrol around the human city until the human city successfully lands in Alaska, or the general issues new orders."
She can still give orders like she used to.
And her subordinates obeyed her as always, walking on the waves of the sea and the undercurrents of the seabed, inspecting all directions.
——Maybe it’s because I’ve been too laid-back recently.
She thought and reflected on the unreasonable changes in her heart. Even if no one would blame her for this, she still felt that she needed to give herself a good lesson.
after all,
——I am also a regimental colonel of the Salvation Army. Ren Zhen, Ren Zhen, how could you have such an idea of embarrassing the two marshals Pei and Gong?
wrong.
The feeling that something is wrong is getting bigger and bigger, and the thoughts of disobedience are getting stronger and stronger.
But it seemed like I couldn't see anything wrong.
Colonel Ren frowned and gently pressed his cheek. She always felt like something was wrong, and it was a big problem.
——Since when did everyone just call me Colonel Ren? Well, although the name Ren Zhen is not very feminine, I think it's okay. but why……
Thoughts are rolling and thoughts are gathering.
She recalled the days when she fought with her colleagues in the Salvation Army, and recalled the two captains who would become the chief and deputy commanders of the World Government and the marshals of the Salvation Army in the future - that was when Fantasy Land first rose, the real demon level The soul can be called the strongest in the entire world. And that was also the time when she lived the happiest and most ups and downs, even though she should have been classified as 'dead' at that time.
Friends all gathered together at that time.
Although I am not the best among them, I have been working hard to hone myself and can contribute an indispensable and important force to the team.
That was truly a day worth remembering. Unfortunately, the gradual deterioration of the war situation and changes in the general trend of the world have made everything no longer as usual. And wait until the two captains become stronger and stronger, strong enough to exceed a certain limit, strong enough to become the top soul masters. Even if they didn't intend to abandon him, he still couldn't keep up.
If I had been stronger back then, I might have been able to attack the Pantheon with the main force of the Salvation Army. Even if like most of his companions, he died on the battlefield that destroyed heaven and destroyed the Six Paths. It was better than being left behind at the Beixi base, only able to guard the ruins of Fengdu, without even knowing the battle report of the final battle.
——In the end, only Yang Xu and I were left.
——I really...
The feeling of alienation is getting stronger and stronger.
The golden glow of the torch circulated on her body, reflecting the light.
She subconsciously looked to the south, where Easter Island was. It is said to be the breaking point of the final battle, and almost the entire Pantheon was destroyed by the Salvation Army. And the heaven that finally descended was the strongest in theory and practice.
Speaking of which, did I forget something important...
--【come to me. 】
The sound suddenly rang, and the running thoughts were interrupted.
The voice was like thunder, coming from the bottom of my heart.
The general is called.