Steel steam and flame

Lisuman said as she stepped on the chest of the last Saint Father. His strange body structure made her foot bounce back before she completely stabilized. It didn't affect anything. The spirit body was seriously injured by the simulated uranium gold bomb, and the Saint Fathers had no time to recover. The strong pollution was naturally restrained by Cassia. Besides, both the original blood and Cassia's spirit body were here at the moment. The Saint Fathers had no chance to absorb the pollution.

You can feel the strong unwillingness and fear from the Saint Father under your feet. They have spent a lot of effort and resources to survive until now. Now they finally see hope and have truly accepted help. Their physical condition has returned to youth, their strength has also been improved, and there is a faint hope of looking at the sixth stage of life.

In their imagination, their future should have been a flat road under the sun, bright and clear, and full of beautiful scenery along the way. But now, the beloved sun has not only fallen, making them on the verge of death; the flat road has also been frozen by ice, and they can no longer walk or run.

Until the end, the strong unwillingness failed to overcome the fear in his heart and overwhelm his fear of death.

Lisuman pierced the head of the last Saint with a dagger, and the freezing energy was also mobilized synchronously, completely freezing everyone in the entire building complex until their bodies lost their breath of life.

I feel that I can understand these Saints and Elders. After all, if it weren't for the pursuit of immortality and immortality, they wouldn't come to the side where the third general was. And it is precisely because of the pursuit of life that they will cherish their lives more. It is a positive cycle, Lisuman thought so.

Watching the body under her feet covered by ice, the temperature disappeared, and a continuous ultrasonic wave was stimulated from her throat. So in the sound of "crackling", all the bodies shattered into a piece of hard ice on the ground, leaving only the ultimate metal skeleton that was less affected.

When returning to where Hilda and others were, Lisuman did not forget to take the time to visit the rooms of the Saints and Elders. The ultimate metal armor and the first generation holy swords they took away when they left were all things that Lisuman remembered deeply in her mind. With such an opportunity, she thought it would be a very good choice to take some away.

If it was just the ultimate alloy weapons and equipment, she would definitely dislike it for being too heavy. But if it was the ultimate metal weapons and equipment, she thought she would only complain about why the weight was so light...

In the end, only one set of armor and two first generation holy swords were found. The Holy Father and the members of the Elders Council did not expect that they would be attacked like this. Leaving the weapons and equipment with them was inconsistent with their identities.

Without stopping for long, the special test tube containing the original blood on the waist had already heated up, giving Lisuman a warning. Leaping back to the ground, Lisuman rushed straight to the gathering point, away from the building complex behind her that had no breath of life. The white flowers were still multiplying and proliferating in large numbers, almost filling up the entire space inside the building.

A powerful spiritual perception enveloped the building complex only ten seconds after Lisuman left. He found out the situation of the building complex, and his spiritual perception no longer extended forward, but immediately retracted. After about a few seconds, a light blue flash flickered in the distance, and in the blink of an eye it came over the building complex.

The light blue light shattered and turned into an almost infinite number of thick electric snakes, which rushed into the building and completely devoured the crowded white flowers.

The building complex became silent again. Without the heavy rain, it really looked like a crystal cold tomb.

At the same time, it was another place far away from here. A group of tree roots twisted together like vines untied, revealing Mulun's head with a wooden skin. He yawned with his mouth wide open, smacked his lips, and his open eyes had no more spirit.

Mulun felt tired and deeply exhausted. The number and quality of the enemy in this combat mission made him take it seriously.

"Huh" he took a long breath and pulled himself out of the twisted tree roots. The root-like nerve bundles connected to the back of his head and the entire spine were all broken, and crystal clear liquid was flowing out of the broken ends. Standing next to him, he still had the strength to do a whole set of relaxing movements, and then he felt much more comfortable.

"What a tiring job, Mr. Cassia." He said to himself. Although he knew that these words would not be heard by Cassia, he just wanted to say it out loud and vent his emotions. "Don't look for me next time."

Then, Mulun left the ruins where he was just now, carrying a shriveled backpack, walked towards the nearest city, and disappeared into the bare wilderness.

In another place hundreds of kilometers away from the ruins, a small training ground-like building complex has become extremely quiet. All the members here have fallen down, and their bodies still have high body temperatures, but they are completely dead, just waiting for the temperature to be absorbed by the environment.

Under the ground, there is still a huge underground building structure. It was just that countless dark brown tough tree roots penetrated every room, interweaving into a network. The corpses here were even more terrifying - they were wrapped and bound by the tree roots, becoming nutrients, and now they were already shrunken.

Among the dozen or so rooms at the bottom, the members of the Presbyterian Church and the Holy Fathers from the Empire could not break free from the shackles of the tree roots and walk out of the room until they opened their eyes. Mu Lun used tree roots to drag them into the illusion of fragments of the ancient historical world tree, and what greeted them was endless flames...

Soon after, the information was passed from level to level and reached Imperial Manoma.

When Macquarie, who had been waiting specially, received the contact, a smile appeared on his serious face: "Start preparations according to the established plan, and do preparatory work for publicity. All medium and large cities in the empire must know the news."

"Are this information synchronized within the borders of the Far Sea Commonwealth and the Flame Alliance?" the adjutant asked seriously.

Macquarie glanced at the map unfolded on the table, "I will inform you. However, this is not decided by me..." He was in a good mood, "Whether the intelligence is synchronized depends on the results of the group leader's visit. . How I wish I could be on the sidelines and see the regiment leader in action up close..."

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The team returned to the temporary underground fortifications again to rest and recuperate before evacuating.

Lisuman was in the room checking the armor and the first-generation holy sword she had brought back. Hilda walked in at this moment and said, "The mission is definitely over. All targets are dead and no one has escaped."

"The 'Old Empire' has officially been destroyed." Hilda lamented, "The new empire that Macquarie dreamed of is growing step by step."