End of the Sky (Multiverse's End)

In the base headquarters, hundreds of people sat in front of the computer desks, sorting and summarizing the data in an orderly manner. The graphics of each department were imaged on the big screen, and they were refreshed frame by frame.

Many people think that a mecha hunter can defeat monsters, and the first hero is the driver. Without them, there is no victory. These heroes are worthy of admiration.

This is indeed the case. Mecha pilots require extremely high talents, and how much strength a mecha can display depends entirely on their on-the-spot performance.

Every time they are on the front line, they are fighting with their lives. They are qualified and worthy of this honor.

But this is only one aspect, behind the majesty of the Mech Hunter, there are countless unsung heroes.

The staff on the logistics maintenance and supply lines alone are worth tens of thousands, and when the mechs are fighting, they are responsible for statistics, transmission of information, and service drivers who just shake their fists and ignore other elites.

Mechs are not humans, every action has a delay and reaction time, you can't expect two pilots to go all out to fight and take care of other things perfectly at the same time.

In fact, the monsters that invaded the earth all had more than one brain.

Beep beep! !

A vibrating alarm sounded, and on the electronic screen, the lipstick light of the modeling projection flickered. The elites stared at the active data dumbfounded, and couldn't believe it for a while.

Nine monsters were born, three big and six small, six fourth-level elites, and three fifth-level lords.

With the addition of the two level 4 monsters before, the vicinity of the passageway instantly became a desperate forbidden area.

"This, this is impossible!"

The elites nearly collapsed. Such an exaggerated monster reaction has never been seen before. The monster invasion law, which was summed up through countless sacrifices, collapsed at this moment.

The atmosphere in the command room is oppressive, the supreme commander's face is solemn, and the situation has changed drastically. It is meaningless for the four mechas to act according to the strategic plan. A plan must be come up as soon as possible to deal with this changing situation.

"Sir, activate the nuclear bomb..."

"Shut up!"

The commander yelled loudly, his dignified expression was extremely complicated at the moment.

It's impossible to beat them. Four mechas beat eleven monsters, and three of them are unheard-of fifth-level monsters. You can know the result even if you think with the soles of your feet.

The nuclear bomb is the best choice. Planting four small mushrooms can completely wipe out the eleven monsters.

But after that?

Without the mecha, if there are monsters again, what strength should I use to resist them and continue to grow mushrooms?

Thinking that it wasn't long before the mecha bases around the world reopened, and that they haven't yet formed combat effectiveness, and there are no mecha hunters, the commander trembled with anger, and just wanted to pull out the idiots who proposed to build the wall back then and beat them to death.

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation hit, the commander's expression changed suddenly, his eyes flashed empty, and he calmly said: "Inform all the drivers of the situation, let the four mechs rush to the crossing as quickly as possible, can you If you enter, enter, and if you cannot enter, you must stick to your position."

"In addition, activate the nuclear bomb, and the countdown will begin immediately!"

The order is too cold, not the treatment that heroes should have, but the elites know that detonating nuclear bombs is the only option. For the sake of millions of people, these monsters must die.

order issued,

Four countdown numbers light up on the electronic screen.

Seeing this scene, the reincarnators hidden in the headquarters breathed a sigh of relief. The eleven monsters were too frightening, and it would be best if they could be dealt with by nuclear bombs.

In order to prevent the commander from being overwhelmed, one of the reincarnations used some small means to help him make a decision as soon as possible.

At the same time, these reincarnators couldn't help cursing the No. 1 machine in their hearts. If the brother and noble driver hadn't made trouble, the Lord God wouldn't have let the plot go berserk like this.

However, not long after the countdown number came on, it suddenly stopped.

Signal interrupted!

The headquarters couldn't get in touch with the four mechas, and they couldn't even ask the pilots to manually activate the nuclear bombs.

...

Rumble! !

Shocking waves suddenly broke out on the calm sea, and the four Mecha Hunters slapped the foam and flew upside down across the sea.

The drivers looked confused and were ready to sacrifice, but the countdown to the nuclear bomb stopped suddenly.

The mecha is also out of control, and the internal program operates on its own. After the nuclear bomb is ejected, it stays away from the battlefield, just like the situation when a computer is invaded by a Trojan horse.

Several drivers, regardless of gender, thought so, but they didn't say anything, and they all said they didn't know why.

Under the deep sea, Ying Yingying looked at the majestic figure going away from the deserter in amazement, as did the other women, and she didn't know how to comment.

"How is it? Has the headquarters contacted you?"

A certain culprit poked Duan Xinlan, and when he got the answer of shaking his head, he immediately showed a mocking expression: "As expected, a group of untrustworthy reincarnations will never be soft when stabbing."

"what's the situation?"

Ying Yingying asked aloud, thinking that Russell must know something.

"The main god didn't know which tendon was wrong, and suddenly increased the difficulty of the plot. Now there are eleven monsters, three monsters at level five, and eight monsters at level four."

Russell said: "The headquarters issued an order to immediately activate the nuclear bomb and kill the monsters together. As a result, the reincarnation over there did not inform this information. Fortunately, the four mechas were collectively infected with the virus and flew away uncontrollably."

"..."x6

Three thousand ducks were chattering, and Russell automatically blocked the sound, looking at the cracks in the deep sea, thinking about whether to take out the trident and make a big wave.

Will it be too bullying for aliens to play at home?

Suddenly the cuff was pulled, Russell turned his head and recovered his hearing.

Ying Yingying approached Russell in a low voice: "Did you do it? You stopped the countdown to the nuclear bomb and transferred the four mechas away?"

"Don't make trouble, I don't have that ability, there are reincarnations around, it must be some hidden boss who made the move."

Russell shook his head again and again, expressing his admiration in his heart for his low-key conduct and high-profile deeds.

"If it was them, they ran away as soon as they got the news, how could they save other people?"

Ying Yingying shook her head, seeing Russell's denial and didn't force it, she asked, "What do you think, kill the monsters, or fish in troubled waters and involve other reincarnations?"

"Get rid of it, end this world as soon as possible, there are already two worlds, and the main god hasn't issued a mission..."

Just when Russell was muttering to himself and was about to open the cockpit, Guan Yin at the side saw the right opportunity, swished out the universal capsule, released the first machine, and broke into the cockpit with the fastest opportunity.

Russell narrowed his eyes slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Originally, he didn't want to continue to control the No. 1 machine, but Guan Yin didn't trust him, so he can't be blamed for being untrustworthy.

The moment the cab hatches merged, lightning flashed by, and the air instantly became heavy.

It is very heavy, and four people are squeezed into a small space. At this time, there are seven people, and the oxygen is almost insufficient.

"Ah, my hand, don't step on my hand."

"Foot, my foot is cramping."

"Don't move, I can't breathe."

"..."

"Everyone, give way, there is boiling water!"

Russell squatted and stepped on the pile of people, and said unscrupulously: "Don't squeeze, don't make noise, there is plenty of space, and there can be ten more people."

Stepping on someone's face, he slumped into the driver's seat, moved one long leg away, rubbed his hands and prepared to start work.

"You promised me!"

Suddenly hearing Guan Yin's grief-stricken voice from the crowd, Luo Su turned his head to look, but he didn't see where the person was.

"Remember, a man doesn't just lie once, he lies every day."

Russell was enjoying the spacious first-class seat with peace of mind, when suddenly a head hung down from above, disheveled like a midnight bell.

Russell: (￣_,￣)

Ying Yingying: (.￣.)

"Passenger, please move your butt to the side to block the view."

Russell raised his hand to grab the long hair, wrapped it all around Yingyingying's neck, pressed her head and stuffed it back.

It may be because it is too crowded and the space is limited. After Ying Yingying's head was stuffed in, a long leg stretched out from behind the driver's seat, and it rested firmly on Russell's shoulder.

"???"

Russell was stunned, what's the situation, this kind of linkage reaction... How did they do it?

He didn't believe in evil, he stuffed his long legs back, and when he looked up, Yingyingying's head stuck out again.

"Amazing!"

Hearing the angry yelling and cursing from behind, Russell was so shocked that he took out the sealed test tube, took a drop of blood, and punched it straight into the operating table.

"Hey, what are you doing, don't mess around!"

Ying Yingying had a faint sense of foreboding, so she hurriedly stopped.

"Passenger, please don't make noise with your butt."

Russell chuckled: "It's a rare opportunity, keep your eyes open and see clearly what you are."

Outside, machine No. 1 roared dully, striding towards the cracks on the seabed.

With the wave of the No. 1 machine, the vortex on the seabed in the distance rolled, and a red light struck quickly, and it fell precisely in the palm of the hand.

Gun of Longinus!

In the distance, surprised by the abnormal movement caused by the Longinus gun, the monsters moved upon hearing the wind, smelling the fishy smell of pretense.

"Ho Ho Ho—"

The undercurrent surged, and the dull roar was deafening. Eleven monsters swam around the No. 1 machine, and the seabed was slapped by several long tails, with repeated amplitudes.

Russell glanced at the neatly arranged nuclear bombs in the distance, and poured the blood from his palm into the mouth of the No. 1 machine, muttering: "Many people bully others, isn't it a coincidence? I like to do it too."

"Ho ho ho ho!!"

The mouth of machine No. 1 opened wide, and a ball of pale meat swelled in its mouth. With the continuous vomiting, a large amount of white foam was spewed out by it.

After landing, these flesh balls swelled rapidly, and under Ying Yingying's horrified gaze, they turned into white giants of the same size as the No. 1 machine. Roughly counting, there were more than thirty of them.

"Mass production machine!"

Guan Yin squeezed her head out, showing an extremely excited expression, watching Russell's eyes turn green, like a wolf.

Russell held down the dog's head and stuffed it back.

"It's just a drop of blood..."

Ying Yingying swallowed her saliva, and said with difficulty: "Is this ability obtained by taking the full version of CPH4?"

"How about it, isn't it a good match?"

Russell chuckled: "Made in luosu, look at the flaming red lips of the mass-produced machine, it is very suitable for your current age."

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