When the battle mage's equipment was finished, Meng Zuo brought brand new news to Mars.

The island owner's troops entering the city from the south bypassed the street forts that the citizens had opened and began to exchange fire with the Chaos troops.

Meng Zuo was sighing, while Mars looked at the battle map projected in front of him... The island owner looked reliable, but from the route of the troops drawn by Meng Zuo, it could be seen that the island owner was heading towards the ceremony site.

If he wanted to protect the city, he did not need to use his troops to fight against the Chaos Living Sacrifice troops, not to mention that the attack intentions of the Living Corpse troops in the north of the city were now visible to the naked eye.

Therefore, this island owner has great intentions... He is so loyal that he cannot be described in words.

With this sigh, Mars infused the battle mage equipment with psychic energy.

"Meng Zuo, where is the attack direction of the animated zombie?"

"... Chengdong District, the pressure on our side is very small. If he wants to catch them all, he should attack our side and control the harbor... Every life is not a fuel-efficient lamp, Mars." Meng Zuo's

His voice was full of emotion, as if he was lamenting that there are as many people in this world who want to get rich overnight as there are crucian carp crossing the river.

"Where is the fleet?"

"We will arrive at around eight o'clock in the morning. The sea is very rough." Meng Zuo gave an answer that made Mars a little dissatisfied. However, on such a typhoon day, Mars also understood that the ship group and Mr. Gao had done their best.

"Where's that alien creature?"

"In the clouds, it seems that it also wants to take a share of the ceremony." Meng Zuo said this, giving Mars a magnifying lens of the square: "That guy is already making sacrifices."

Mars frowned as he looked at the corpse at the old man's feet.

I never thought that a person who once believed in Northernism... would be so crazy and miserable.

You also want this evil power, and why?

"Meng Zuo, when will the bombers arrive?" Thinking of this, Mars asked.

"The cumulonimbus clouds are too low and our bombers can't come over, but the fighter squadron and the helicopter squadron will be back in fifteen minutes." Meng Zuo said while drawing a red line on the map: "I told the fighter planes

Let’s call the team and let them throw the incendiary bomb in the east area of ​​the north of the city. It’s already chaotic enough with the hatching Chaos Evil God. We can’t let the living zombies gain the power of Chaos anymore.”

Mars nodded, feeling that Meng Zuo was right in doing so.

"Mars, I'm fine." Nie walked over and put on her goggles.

"let's go."

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The leader of the living zombies stepped up to the long metal wall, which was covered with trenches filled with sandbags. The sandbags were even piled up to the height of the city wall.

·The warriors are attacking and advancing, chaos, hateful!

The children around him were talking to him in a somewhat stiff psychic whisper. They were completely different from their hunched-over parents. These new generation children were more like humans.

It's a pity that they can't be called real humans yet. The leader looked into the distance. There, under the open surface called the 'Plaza' built by hairless humans, a mysterious ceremony was being held.

The fortune teller said that there is a powerful force there that can change the fate of the clan.

Power, the clan has been chasing power, and has always been eager to obtain power, but all along, the clan has been trying and facing failure.

I don’t know if I can succeed this time, and I don’t know if I can get the power the fortune teller said this time.

·When we gain power from the depths of the psychic sea, our clan will become stronger, leader, we will be invincible.

Thinking of this, the leader looked at the human creations flying towards him. They had just dropped horrific explosives, killing thousands of their compatriots.

It's time to make them pay!

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When Mars took off with Nirvana, he happened to see a fighter jet plunge towards the ground out of control.

·It's psychic grabbing. I never thought that among the living zombies there would be individuals with powerful spell sequences.

Nie was behind Mars, and she watched as the fighter jet plunged onto the top floor of the building. The explosions and flames it raised could be clearly seen even from two kilometers away.

Mars felt a little ridiculous, because according to the plan, he and Nie should immediately kill the person who hosted the ceremony.

But when it came to the problem, as long as Mars wanted to get close to the ritual site, he found that he became everyone's enemy - for example, a dangerous spear would fly from time to time from the north; and it was even worse from the south -

—From time to time, an anti-aircraft missile with a seeker will come roaring towards us.

In the cumulonimbus clouds, the Chaos Alien used its screams to force Mars to devote some of his attention to dealing with him.

As for the direction of the ceremony, there were whispers that kept echoing in Mars' mind. For Mars, the pain was not too strong, but Nirvana was completely unbearable, and she soon had to retreat further.

·Don’t you feel uncomfortable?

Nie said that this kind of whispering really made her feel painful, and even throwing spears and missiles did not bring so much pressure to her.

"We stand back." Mars finally made his decision.

Since they all want the power of Chaos, let them pay the price of blood for power, and Mars will be waiting for the winner at the end.

"Is this okay?" Nie was a little worried.

"If we intervene forcefully, we will only become the target of all enemies, and they will not be able to share this power, so let them fight first." After saying that, Mars looked at the sky.

The alien in the cloud was still screaming for a second, but after Mars locked it with psychic energy, the alien immediately chose to escape at high speed.

Cunning stuff.

Mars took Nirvana back to the sky above his own side.

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"In my memory, the children in the tower have never shown the virtue called patience." Ross stood on the rooftop holding an umbrella. He looked at the two leopards flying over his head, and was a little surprised.

Talking to an old friend on the phone.

"What do you think of the children in the tower? Do you think they are like fools who lead their friends into a trap?" Mr. Meng Xiao asked on the screen.

"Isn't it true? For the sake of justice, they will never cherish their own lives. But today, I saw two children from the tower. For the sake of justice, they don't mind letting their enemies take the lead."

"Maybe some people would say this is weakness." Mr. Meng Xiao said with a smile.

"Only by living can justice be carried out. If you die, you can only become a poor person forgotten on the monument. The people in the tower should have a deep understanding of this." Ross said this and looked towards the north of the city, where the animated corpse was

The soldiers have broken through the first line of defense of the Chaos Order, and the defense line composed of mortals collapsed at the first touch.

"The living sacrifices are on top, Lao Meng, I don't think this is like the behavior of the Sea of ​​Joy Order." Ross muttered, looking at the bloody battlefield in the distance.
Chapter completed!