Dark Moon Era

  Chapter 737 Final Mission (Part I)

  Steel Blood City is a cruel place.

  Fights are happening here all the time, and wars of all sizes are not new, they always happen every few days.

  So in this piece of land, there is always a depressive, serious, iron-blooded atmosphere. This place belongs only to soldiers and soldiers.

  But the Spark Brigade is an exception in the Great Wall of this era.

After all, a group of talented young men with great strength have been gathered. They cannot be frightened by ordinary battles, and they cannot be embarrassed by ordinary tasks. Together with the young men’s ambition and fearlessness, it finally brings a little bit of difference to the City of Steel and Blood. Kind of vitality.

  Some warriors look at these young people who are destined to become the mainstay of the Iron and Blood City, and they will make a joke, ‘These guys, even if they were to form a group to hunt down a seventh-level beastmaster, they would be very excited. ’

  Yes, Beastmaster! The name of Iron Blood City for the special fierce beast that can command a group of fierce beasts. Even the fierce beast of the same level, a beast king is much more difficult to deal with than an ordinary beast.

  Although it is just a joke, it can be seen that everyone is tolerant and looking forward to the Spark Team.

   feels that although it is a group of arrogant guys, one day they will be able to take on heavy responsibilities.

   "This time, is it okay?" Li Lie adjusted his cloak, bowed his head and walked out of the camp gate of Spark Gate in silence.

  The snow season has passed, but the wind in the morning is still cold, which is the kind of cold that allows the Purple Moon Warriors to feel the freezing cold.

  Thinking about it, Li Lie muttered ‘unpleasant weather’ in his heart, then stopped and glanced inside the camp gate that was slowly closing.

Today’s emergency morning meeting has ended, and a holiday has been announced. It’s surprisingly such a rare holiday, a day of holiday that can be left to these over-energy guys, but it did not arouse any cheers from them, but the atmosphere of the camp. Surprisingly silent, even though Li Lie had walked out of the door, the team still did not disband.

  Everyone is still looking at the high platform as if they have not recovered, but the critical mission projection broadcast on the high platform has ended

"This time, is it okay?" Looking at this scene, Li Lie couldn't help but straighten the cloak on his body. He lowered his head and nodded on a strong cigarette specially provided by the Iron and Blood City. There was silence for several seconds. The moment the door closed, he vomited a puff of smoke, turned and walked away.

  **

  Shocked, heavy, angry, sad, nervous, even these words are not enough to describe the whole mood of Zhanyi at the moment, although the expression on his face can't see any change.

  How long has the heart not been shaken like the earth and the mountains? Zhanyi especially thought about this. The last time I felt this way was probably more than two years ago, when he received news of Tang Ling's death.

  From then on, he thought that there might be nothing else in this world that could make him so shaken. He did not expect that General Li Lie’s short mission projection could be!

  In the ears of the spreading wings, the breathing sounds one after another. They are all elites and geniuses. Anyone wants to subconsciously control their emotions. Is it still uncontrollable?

  Yes, as long as it is human, there is no way to control it. Thinking of this, Zhanyi glanced at Liszt for some reason.

  Liszt is obviously more tolerant than others, but he can also see a look of shock on his face, and there is anger in his eyes, but there is more of a certain kind of excitement.

  Spreading his wings and turning his head silently, no longer speaking.

  He remembered the discussion of the nine old guys, the last trace of the bottom line of the person is-does he know he is a person? If he still knows the emotions that can be generated for human beings, then this person still has a bottom line.

  Unfortunately, in this era, too many people have no bottom line, or the bottom line will disappear at any time.

  It seems that Liszt still has a bottom line, but the more excitement is that he wants to do meritorious service, right? And in the end, will his bottom line be lost?

   But no matter if he loses his wings or not, he still has a calm face. Looking at the sky, he takes a deep breath and is the first to leave the team.

   "This guy is so calm in the face of such a task?" Han Xing looked at Zhanyi's back, his fists still tightly clenched, but he couldn't help but raise questions in his heart.

This can’t be blamed for Han Xing’s doubts. It’s that the content of this projection is too much. It’s too much that no one knows how to describe it. If you look at the reaction of everyone standing here, you will know that after watching this projection, no one can completely control it. Own emotions.

  While Zhanyi can leave so indifferently, is this guy who likes to be alone, his heart cold?

  Han Xing naturally doesn’t want to think about it like this. To tell you the truth, he has a good impression of Zhanyi, maybe he is sentimental. Anyway, Han Xing thinks Zhanyi is not so indifferent to him, and he doesn’t know whether it is unintentional or intentional to help him a few times.

  Perhaps, he doesn't like expressing emotions.

  Han Xing thought this way, and took another look at the empty high platform. The shocking picture had disappeared, and it was useless to stand here. If this is the task and challenge that must be completed later, don't waste a second.

   Thinking of this, Han Xing left without hesitation.

  In fact, after Zhanyi left, Liszt, Luwa and others also left. With the departure of these top talents, the team finally gradually dispersed.

  **

That night.

  The Spark Team was surprisingly quiet. In fact, the Spark Team was very quiet during the whole day of the holiday.

  No one came out to have any fun. On the contrary, there was a long queue in Gravity Training Room No. 1, which was rarely challenged on weekdays. The intensive use made No. 1 Gravity Training Room consume seven high-purity energy stones.

  You should know that this high-purity universal energy stone is purer than the universal energy stone used as a hard currency. If this consumption is not for the steel blood city, I am afraid that any major power will feel that it cannot be afforded.

However, the barracks have the rules of the barracks. Of course, they will not be stingy with the Spark Brigade in terms of resources. But when the time comes, all the training rooms, including the No. 1 Gravity Room, are closed, and until then these genius teenagers are unwilling to leave. Go, each went back to the barracks.

  Han Xing is sweaty all over, and even today’s excessive training has left him with many scars, but these don’t matter. Tomorrow, he can get some healing medicine.

  Han Xing didn't want to talk much, he washed his body hastily, then went to bed and drew his curtains, silently looking at the empty ceiling.

In fact, there are four people living in this barracks, which are not always quiet during the week. No one wants to talk. After everyone’s mad training, when they calm down, everything they see in the daytime is in their minds, and the next few days. A task that I had to face within a few months.

"This is the top intelligence agent of mankind, the strength has reached the sixth rank, and the outstanding purple moon warrior with the talent of Jingyue Master. A scene with life in exchange." Before the announcement of this scene, Li Lie opened the scene like this. of.

   Then there was no nonsense, all the talented soldiers of the Spark Brigade saw the following picture.

  A city, a huge city.

Even if the genius soldiers are knowledgeable, they are not ignorant of the underground races like most people do, but it is the first time they have seen such a huge underground race city, so this is the first picture. Shocked all the talented soldiers.

This shock comes from an unclear mood. Although from the start of the night of the purple moon, humans have started fighting with the underground races, and now they have destroyed so many gathering points of the underground races, and the humans have dealt with the underground races. Still a contemptuous state of mind.

  This mentality is like human beings who consider themselves the natural masters of this planet, have had such a brilliant civilization, have created so many miracles that other creatures are absolutely impossible to create, and possess incomparable wisdom, with heaven’s favor.

  As for the underground races, they are savage barbarians! Let’s take a look at their gathering points. It’s incomparable to humans, and humans

  'Gudong', many genius teenagers couldn't help swallowing at this time. This huge city was like a slap in the face, slapped on the human face, and couldn't help being a little hot.

  I don’t want to believe it, I dare not admit it, the huge sense of crisis, the unspeakable picture is still going on. From the aerial perspective, you can see a shining, huge instrument in the center of the city at a glance.

  The reason why this instrument shines is that many of its parts are polished with diamonds regarded as treasures by the people of pre-civilization.

  The irony is that once a small diamond that could sell for a sky-high price, it was used in large pieces here, and it seemed extremely cheap.

  But these are not the key minutiae, and the underground races will use geothermal heat as an energy source, and diamonds as the material for their unique instruments are nothing new.

  It’s just such a huge instrument

Sure enough, under this huge instrument, there is a'river'. This is not an ordinary river on the ground, but a real river of magma. Just by looking at it, you can feel its thrilling heat, and these The heat energy is undoubtedly converted into various kinds of energy by that huge instrument and sent to various places in this city.

Obviously, just one such instrument is not enough to support such a huge city. Soon with the movement of the lens, the genius soldiers saw one after another smaller instruments, using a very small scale. Reasonable layout is flooding every corner of this huge city.

Compared to a human city, this underground race city is a "three-dimensional city", with countless roads staggered up and down, leading to various rock walls, and there are countless large and small caves on the rock walls, which are not safer than humans. District, no, it should be the poor light of the pre-civilized city.

  Although it is difficult to see the details due to the angle of view, from the flashing lights, you can also feel the prosperity of the city.

  You can even see strange transportation vehicles and some very strange underground creatures from the staggered roads.

At this moment, the picture only lasted for a few seconds, and the talented recruits were already quelled, and at this moment, a slightly panting, slightly hurried voice sounded: "This is not a city, it is a re-fire. The third barracks of the clan. In fact, their cities are even more shocking, and there are things you can't imagine under the ground."

  After saying this, the picture disappeared and turned into darkness.

Then the genius soldiers heard a sound of running. From the sound point of view, the speed is very fast. The sound of breaking through the air from time to time proves that the person who took the picture is definitely a master, and only a master can run such a sonic boom. sound.

After such an inexplicable voice lasted for more than a minute, everything fell silent, with only a burst of gasping. It took a full ten seconds for the master to calm his breath and use a very small amount of breath. The voice continued to say hurriedly.

   "We have no chance of winning in battle with them underground, at least at this stage."

"They are easier to get some resources than us, after all, they are underground. There are some resources that we have never understood before, and we cannot obtain by human means, and these resources are cheaper. This is the Fuhuo clan who has always hated us! They want to exterminate us, they are exterminating us."

Having said this, everyone heard the master's voice with gritted teeth and hatred. After a few seconds of silence, he said again: "However, on the ground we are still masters. This planet originally belonged to us, and we came from here. Planet, this is certain."

  This sentence is a bit inexplicable. The faces of the genius soldiers present became serious, and the inexplicable mood after seeing the city of the underground race became more exciting.

  In fact, there is nothing bad to admit. Even if human beings are selfish, it is absolutely impossible to share this planet with another race.

  There is no need to feel guilty about this kind of selfishness. Don’t the underground races want to exterminate mankind to truly occupy this planet?

  The genius soldiers of the Spark Brigade suddenly had a sense of responsibility at this moment, a responsibility that absolutely cannot be retreated or compromised! !

  And the picture is still dark at this time.

  After a few seconds of silence, the voice in the picture spoke again: "I just said that we must choose to fight on the ground with the Fuhuo clan. Only on the ground can we have the advantage."

   "But now I must ask the headquarters to go deep underground and destroy the third barracks at all costs."

"Next I will turn on the password and restore the information that I have collected over the past ten years into special numbers into pictures, and these pictures are the reason. If these pictures have caused everyone's unpleasant mood, I am here to apologize to everyone. ."

  This is a hero who has sneaked into the underground race to collect information for ten years. Why should I be sorry? All the talented soldiers were puzzled and angry.

  But then, the scenes after the broadcast, let everyone quickly understand the meaning of this sorry.

  Thinking of this, Han Xing couldn’t help but recall those images again. Even though he tortured himself madly today, he used the highest-intensity training to keep himself from remembering and numb himself, but still

  ‘Boom’, Han Xing hit the wall with a fist, no one complained about Han Xing’s inexplicable movement.

  In fact, Han Xing’s general venting action triggered a chain reaction of everyone. Some people also threw a dull punch, while some people groaned that their depressed mood always needs to be vented.

   are all purple moon warriors of ranks 2 and 3 and above. The movement caused by their venting movements will never be small. Soon all kinds of strange sounds came from the camp.

  Luwa was sitting in a wheelchair, and her expression began to change. She was weak, very precocious and very smart since she was young, and she couldn't help but patted her wheelchair handrail severely.

  Underground races have long known their existence. I don’t know what humans look like in their eyes. How much do they know about humans?

   But until now, humans’ understanding of them is so limited.

  Including yourself, what about the superior Hanhuang father? Luwa discovered that she was also ignorant for the first time.

  She closed her eyes, and wanted to let her brain empty. Stop thinking about the scene that hurt her the most, but in any case, the scene reappeared in her mind as if it were rooted.

  At this moment, all the tacit and tacit vents of everyone in the barracks are like a catalyst, zooming in on that picture.

  That is a laboratory.

  The periphery of the laboratory is a cell where humans are held. Is it appropriate to describe it as a cell? Perhaps it is not appropriate, because human beings are the experimental materials that will be used at any time, and the materials are just that, should it be called a material room?

  This is a deep insult. A cold smile appeared on Luwa’s face, her hand tightly holding the wheelchair's armrest.

  She didn’t want to think about one after another who couldn’t stand upright and couldn’t lie down, curled up in the ‘material room’, with numb and hopeless eyes.

   Then they were picked and pulled out by the so-called Fuhuo clan, and then! !

  Luwa took a few deep breaths. The pre-civilization once recorded wars and recorded various cruel things humans have done to humans.

  Luwa believes that it is the root of human inferiority, the so-called extreme of evil.

But this kind of evil is absolutely unburdened when placed on a foreign race. They may not think that all this done to humans is evil at all, but a natural behavior, so this kind of cruelty that Luwa thinks is magnified. ten times.

  Those specific experimental images can’t be recalled anymore. When I think of it, Luwa’s stomach starts to twitch and feels very nauseous.

  At the same time as that extreme experiment, the underground races still treat humans as food, and from time to time they

   "That is a disregard for life. The Fuhuo people have no basic respect for life. In humans, this respect has not disappeared. Civilization? They don't deserve to be called civilization."

   "Henk, did I talk too much?" Liszt turned to look at Henk. He thought that as a king, he should maintain a certain kind of hardness in his heart to achieve the final compassion. Will such a long-winded look weak.

   "No, you are right, you also need to resolve these emotions." Henk's tone was very gentle.

  Liszt also tortured himself madly for a day today, but obviously this torture is not enough to vent his emotions. From many details, it can be seen that Liszt has been tolerating and understands these Genk.

  And he actually likes Liszt's verbose. At this time, Liszt seems more real and even a little warm.

  But Liszt was obviously dissatisfied. He waved his hand impatiently and stopped complaining. The laboratory picture of the Third Military Camp was only one of many pictures, but it was undoubtedly the most exciting one.

  Liszt didn’t want to think about it over and over again. He felt that he should think about other things, such as who are the human traitors in black robes? What methods did they use to capture batch after batch of humans entering the underground, trading with the Fuhuo tribe, and providing the Fuhuo tribe with experimentation objects?

  It even includes many Purple Moon Warriors, and every Purple Moon Warrior is human wealth!

  The key is that the experiments of underground races have had obvious results.

  Liszt remembered the so-called Type I~www.wuxiaspot.com~Type II and other monsters synthesized by the underground race in the picture, and Liszt got goose bumps on his body.

  There is no way, those monsters obviously still have human consciousness. When they become monsters, they roar in despair.

"Damn!" Liszt couldn't help uttering a foul language, and then stood up with a'swipe': "Damn the underground, no, Fuhuo Clan! What are they? How do they exist? When? Exist? What kind of history do they have? Can anyone tell me this?"

   "Genk, what evidence should I use to ascertain that we are the masters of this planet? Someone must know something? It must be, why should I hide it from most people? No, I was also concealed!"

  As Luwa thought, human beings are so ignorant of the underground races! And this kind of ignorance is destined to cause many associations among smart people, and many doubts are destined to explode. Liszt is not the only one who thinks this night. Many images overlap and are about to point to the final secret!

  　 Seize the time to change a chapter, still the same sentence, wait for me for a while, wait for the day when I update

  (End of this chapter)