Apocalyptic Dark Age

Several strange creatures appeared in everyone's sight at the same time as the gap in space disappeared. One of them was a short guy like a dwarf, holding up a broken crystal as big as an egg, and two big eyes that took up one third of his cheeks. , there is still an unbelievable horror left.

The next second, the three guys were stuck by a flying and hovering band of light, like three rapidly rotating flying balls. The flight path seemed chaotic, but it was controlled within a certain range.

When the three flying balls fell to the floor in sequence and remained motionless, Xiu'er's figure stopped, breathed out gently, raised her chin, and returned to Gao Feng with a little pride in asking for praise.

Obviously, the three guys who refused to eat after toasting had eaten Xiu'er's fine wine. Xiu'er's close combat ability is not something ordinary creatures can withstand. Thanks to Gao Feng's words to save people, otherwise they would not be like now. So complete, even if there are countless broken bones in the body, at least the appearance is complete.

"Don't kill me, surrender, surrender..."

A shrill wailing sound came from the mouth of the sandbag-like guy. The hysterical wailing sound can easily remind people of the brutality of killing pigs. They are all species of destruction. Even if they are severely injured, as long as the source is not hurt, they will still be able to survive. They would recover quickly, so while they were screaming, the broken bones on their bodies were also recovering.

Gao Feng didn't know what to say to these guys. He politely asked them to come out before, but if they didn't come out, they had to be beaten up before they learned to beg for mercy. Counting those guys before, Gao Feng already had two groups of prisoners. The question is, why does he need so many prisoners?

"Tell me, what are your identities..."

As Gao Feng entered the interrogation phase, many of the mysteries of the Behemoth City coup were officially revealed to Gao Feng, allowing him to determine the next direction and plan.

A coup is not a riot, and there is never any spontaneity. The chaos in Behemoth City seems to be scattered, but there is a trace to be found. A clever conspirator will never let himself be exposed to the light, but even the most brilliant conspirator will not All clues may be hidden because they cannot leverage the entire alliance on their own.

Killing the Storm Lord Akmoya is just a trivial matter to Gao Feng. No matter how high Akmoya ranks among the peak experts, he will not take him seriously, and Xiu'er will not think of killing such a person. How proud the opponent is.

But no matter what, Akmoya is one of the top five titled powerhouses. He is also the ultimate trump card among the forces he belongs to behind him. Now he is dead outside without any explanation. Even the most hidden conspirator can't. There will inevitably be some confusion.

There is an inconspicuous neighborhood in the City of Behemoths. This neighborhood was originally the private territory of a certain consortium. Since the War of the Parties entered a stalemate, with the consumption of a large amount of wealth, the consortium also closed down for some unreasonable reason, and this neighborhood has also become a giant. The least populated area of ​​Beast City.

Therefore, even if a coup breaks out and the entire Behemoth City is in chaos, this neighborhood still maintains its former peace and calmness. In addition to this cemetery-like quiet atmosphere, there are countless corpses piled on the edge of the neighborhood. Anyone who comes close to this area , whether they are ferocious and cruel villains, women and children wailing sadly and begging for salvation, or former executives and tycoons, they all die here like dogs, no one is exception.

In the center of the block, there is the tallest building, which looks like a gorgeous scepter. From the highest point, you can overlook the entire block. Naturally, you can also see corpses built like walls. Compared to the lifelessness outside, this place is very lively. Because a heated argument was unfolding.

The room that is hundreds of meters high and thousands of meters long and wide is filled with various creatures. Some of these creatures are as tall as giants, some are as short as dwarfs, and some have long hair and horns. They are now divided into different categories. small groups are noisy with each other.

Small groups are not divided into a single group. Even the same group is divided into several small groups to quarrel with each other. While quarreling, many strong creatures also make various aggressive body movements, as if to warn each other that if you look again Me, I'll whip you.

"Bang bang bang..."

A dull hammering sound interrupted the quarrel like waves. The sound came from a gorgeous golden scepter. This handle was more than three meters high. It had a weird and exquisite shape. The countless tiny spots were like the vicissitudes of old antiques. If you look at it, you will find that every tiny speck is an exquisite statue. These statues are the most powerful creatures or strong men in history.

Power is a manifestation of strength. Owning such a scepter shows the owner's desire for power control. This scepter, which represents strength and control, is held in the hands of a creature that is as wizened as a mummy. Being wizened is not a racial trait. But he was too old, like an old tree that was decaying.

This old creature, who seemed likely to die at any time, had unparalleled authority. As the sound of the scepter shaking the floor was heard, the strong men who were arguing angrily a second ago and who might have a group fight at any time all lowered their heads. His eyebrows were downcast, and he was extremely honest.

"I don't care how Akmoya died, and I don't want to hold anyone responsible. As long as you tell me when I can find that thing..."

No one could answer the old creatures' questions. The reason why they quarreled was because they wanted to find someone who could shirk responsibility. However, their childish tricks had long been seen through.

"Dear His Highness Da Gelu, I think the whereabouts of that thing should be related to Akmoya's death. As the fifth-ranked titled powerhouse, it is impossible for an ordinary peak powerhouse to kill him... ….”

Someone finally stood up and made his own inference to the old creature named Big Gru. His inference was very marketable and immediately won the nods of many creatures. However, Big Gru was not satisfied and roared in a low and angry voice. road:

"I don't care about the reason. I just want something. When can you deliver it to me?"

"But, we have no way to send a more powerful title commander..."

"Enough, you incompetent guys, I've had enough of you. You lied to me before and said you would deliver it to me as soon as possible. Then you said you could find it if you broke the barrier. Now you say this? Don't you know? , the parliament’s counterattack is coming, and I will definitely let you all go to the front line..."

As soon as these words came out, except for Big Gru's slightly excited gasp, the air in the entire hall froze, because all the creatures held their breath at the same time and did not dare to let out the air.

Those who can sit here are all high-ranking figures. Of course they understand what it means to go to the front line. Dagru, who has absolute power and strength, will not hesitate to let them sit on the suicide assault boat and attack the enemy's most powerful enemy. A powerful firepower network launched a charge. In fact, this was not the first time that Big Gru had done this.

"Your Highness Da Gelu, please give us a little more time, we promise..."

A creature with the highest status stood up and asked the big Gru in the most humble manner. Does he know how much ambition and strength the old creature holding the scepter hides? If the little patience is exhausted, it will be a terrible disaster, just like the current Behemoth City. It was the disastrous coup that was triggered by Dagru's inability to tolerate the procrastination and inefficiency of the parliament.

"I don't have time, and you don't have time either. If you can't find that thing, then you go and kill it. Kill all the creatures in Behemoth City, and you can always find it..."

The arrogant Big Gru finally gave the order for all-out killing. Killing orders are not so easy to issue. Behemoth City is the central city of the public star field, with a resident population of hundreds of millions, while the non-resident population is Several times or even ten times the permanent population, killing so many people is not something that a few peak experts can do.

Even so, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that to them, this was not a big deal. Soon they would kill billions of people as a project and began to make plans and assign their respective tasks. Someone would destroy the giant. In the constant temperature systems of various areas of Beast City, some people are spreading viruses and deadly poisonous gases, some are destroying warehouses and food supply chains, and some are organizing top experts to prepare for the final strangulation.

As the tasks are assigned, the plan becomes more and more detailed. First, destroy ordinary creatures, then destroy the starry sky powerhouses, and finally kill the destruction species powerhouses. According to different stages, different goals are set. It seems that killing all the monsters in the city is not the same thing. Very difficult thing.

The lively discussion made Dagru, who was holding the scepter, slightly applaud. These creatures below are all old and cunning, with different ideas. Under the pressure he used, they were willing to work hard for the same thing. Compared with the parliament's Procrastination and delay, only this kind of centralized efficiency is most suitable for turbulent times.

Big Gru doesn't care about that thing, he cares more about the people below and whether they are willing to work together for the same thing. If he can unite as one, even if he does not have the key to control the starry sky battlefield, he can completely bury the parliament and ascend to the throne. For the emperor.