Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

No one can stay calm in that environment.

The tall and thick city walls were filled with explosions.

The impact force engulfed the gravel as large as a millstone, making crackling sounds in the air.

As long as it is hit, it is basically bloody and bloody, with broken bones and tendons, turning into a disgusting pool of flesh and blood.

In just a short moment, those giant steel beasts suspended in the sky defeated the defenders of Altdorf, causing a large number of casualties.

Wait until the various steam artillery and wall defenders are defeated.

The steel behemoths opened the hatch.

Primaris warriors and Valyrians in heavy armor jumped directly from the sky and landed in front of the gates of Altdorf.

If you land in the palace, you can resolve the battle more quickly.

But in that case, the follow-up problems brought about cannot be made up for by the saved time.

Altdorf's population is important to the exploration team.

Fear is the best way to get those people out of the tameness of the nobles and become available to the exploration team in the shortest possible time.

Kill all the way from the city gate to the palace, defeating all the resisters along the way.

Crush their courage and so-called "loyalty" with brutal, brutish force.

The great impact of their fall shook the whole earth.

The booming sound was like a meteorite hitting the ground.

Countless amounts of soil were lifted up by the impact, and then pulled by the planet's gravity, they fell powerlessly to the ground, forming a thin layer of floating soil.

Valyrian and the Primaris warriors, armed with all kinds of huge swords and spears, set out to capture Altdorf as planned.

Activated power weapons are covered with blue arcs.

With the blessing of the power field, the weapons in their hands are extremely sharp.

With a single stroke in the air, all the weapons of the noble guards were cut off.

Another stroke, the ground is full of wreckage and broken arms, and the dark red blood is sprayed on the ground.

Like the blood from a butchered pig, it is full of pungent smell, dyeing the whole ground red, and if it seeps in, it will become dull after a while.

This war is just slaughter.

Even if the gods worshiped by nobles and elves appeared at this moment, no miracle would happen.

Where the Imperial Double-Headed Eagle is, the will of the Holy Emperor must prevail.

Gessler wailed.

His legs lost strength, his muscles became flaccid, numb, and no longer obeyed the commands of his brain.

The whole person was limp on the ground, lying in the mud.

He wanted to hold on to the fork in his hand, but his hand was too limp.

He could only watch those terrifying metal giants walking towards him.

Every step is so powerful, leaving a pit in the ground, giving people a terrible sense of oppression.

Those giants' legs covered with heavy armor were thicker than his body.

As long as he stepped on it, his whole body would explode directly.

The eyes on the helmet emit a red light, like the eyes of hell demons.

They ruthlessly harvested those soldiers who dared to raise their arms.

Wherever it passes, there is only death.

Geisler couldn't do anything but cry.

Fear made him lose control of his body.

The steel giants took a look at Gessler, then walked past him and walked towards the gate of Altdorf.

Gessler watched those giants walk away and stopped crying.

After a while, she cried even harder.

He wept for the rest of his life.

Several fellow villagers ran back and helped the limp Gessler up.

"It's over, Altdorf is over."

"Run quickly, or we will die here if we don't."

"No way, I think those guys don't seem to be interested in us. There should be nothing wrong with staying here."

"It's not those guys. When Altdorf is in chaos, those soldiers will become bandits. If you want to survive, leave quickly."

Folks, you say a word, I say a word, supporting Gessler and planning to escape back to his hometown.

Even if the road is full of bandits and all kinds of beasts and monsters, they have to go back.

They would certainly not survive in Altdorf.

When those steel giants kill Altdorf, the soldiers who lose their restraint will become gangsters, and the gangsters will lose their restraint.

At that time, various vicious incidents will inevitably erupt in Altdorf.

Their families are all in their hometown, if they don't go back, where else can they go?

With his companions, Gessler regained a little physical strength and sanity, and no longer needed their support.

The group simply took the food and the weapons left by the soldiers, and prepared to leave.

As soon as they reached the edge of the camp, something happened.

A suspended steel behemoth lowered its height and blocked the front of the road. Its thick muzzle was aimed at the farmers and soldiers who were trying to escape.

Beams of light shot out and landed on the hills and trees on both sides of the road, causing bursts of explosions.

Wet dirt mixed with broken sawdust and flying green leaves.

The desperate people who wanted to escape made terrified cries.

Like sheep being driven away, they dare not move on, nor dare to run away.

A group of soldiers wearing strange uniforms with the same golden double-headed eagle tattooed on them as those steel giants slid down from the hatch of the steel giants.

They held fire-like weapons and pointed at the farmers.

A man in robes who looked like a scholar held a piece of parchment and shouted: "In the name of the Holy Light, the all-knowing and all-powerful Emperor of the Empire, you have been conscripted to serve the Empire. Anyone who tries to escape, leave , will be regarded as deserters and executed on the spot.”

The other party used the local language, and Gessler and others understood the meaning without any effort.

Some begged for mercy, others yelled in terror.

Geisler is also begging for mercy.

He doesn't want to be in this place anymore.

This place is horrible.

He just wanted to go home and see his miserable wife and two skinny children.

If they died here, they would have no hope.

Unfortunately, the other party didn't want to hear what they had to say.

"Return to your camp and post, and wait for the next step."

"Return to your camp and post, and wait for the next step."

"Return to your camp and post, and wait for the next step."

The soldiers with strange weapons shouted and approached the terrified people step by step.

Several people tried to flee, fleeing from both sides of the road.

After a few warnings, the soldiers were no longer polite before they stopped.

The fire system in their hands released light and hit the fleeing man's leg.

A thumb-sized, scorched black penetrating wound appeared on his leg, causing him to let out screams of pain.

Their cries made Gessler and others lose the courage to finally resist.

Driven by the soldiers, they obediently returned to their dirty, foul-smelling camp.

There was chaos in the camp, mixed with people's terrified cries and crying.

Farmers are not professionally trained.

They leave tents or places where they sleep, and they look terrible.

After walking a few steps, you can still see the excrement.

The ones that are more particular are covered with soil, and some are left just like that, exuding a disgusting stench.

Udi was also one of those soldiers who drove them away.

He was appalled by the mess of the camp.

Having seen how the Exploration Team keeps Middenheim well-organized, clean and hygienic, you can feel the huge difference between the two.

When Middenheim was first recovered, all the buildings had been reduced to ruins, and the bodies of the dead were everywhere.

Refugees returned to the city from all directions.

Water sources were also polluted by the dead left behind.

Food is in short supply.

If this situation were replaced by other nobles, famine, plague, and riots would definitely be indispensable.

The exploration team solved these problems with ease.

They used powerful laws and systems to divide refugees into different teams.

Collect materials, purify the polluted water, transport those corpses for centralized incineration, and maintain law and order.

Get everything organized in just a few days.

Fisher seemed much calmer.

As the city defense officer of Middenheim, he knew very well that existences like the Expeditionary Team were different.

This kind of messy camp is the reality.

Even when the White Wolf Knights set off, the situation was no better than it is now.

Real armies are few and far between.

The size of the army of the nobles will only be maintained at a level that can deter the people of the territory and prevent them from making trouble.

When it comes time for war, they will launch a call to gather farmers to fight.

The expenses of raising a full-time professional army are extremely terrifying.

The agricultural tax collected from the peasants and serfs was not unlimited.

There is no limit to how much the land can produce.

The nobles also had to ensure their decent lives and hold various luxurious banquets.

If all the money is used to support the army, then their life will be hard.

For this reason, few nobles are willing to raise a purely full-time army.

It is not surprising that such a situation occurs when these untrained farmers are sent out.

Using the terrifying performance of the Valyrian team just now and the weapons in their hands, Udi, Fisher and the others could easily deter those captives.

According to the original plan, each soldier of the vassal army selected a dozen of these captives to form his own team.

More than four hundred soldiers transformed into captain-level existences.

Pulled out an army of six or seven thousand people.

Such a team is more than enough to maintain order in the camp and block the gates of Altdorf.

The other captives were driven to finish collecting all the supplies, tidying up the camp, treating the wounded, and burying the dead.

According to the original plan, Udi and others quickly moved the captives in an orderly manner.

After the first wave of attack, Altdorf's defenders showed the qualities of a professional army.

They gathered quickly from all over the city.

The officers yelled out various orders, coordinating them to establish a defensive line.

Several strong men beat the big clock with huge hammers.

Loud bells rang throughout the city.

The well-trained soldiers ran back and forth, picked up their armor and weapons, and went to report to their troops.

The women closed their doors and hid in their rooms shivering with their children in their arms.

The engineers of the Craftsman's Guild worked together to push out huge ballistas from the warehouse and fixed them on the main street.

These crossbow machines can use complex mechanical structures to continuously eject giant crossbow bolts that are enough to pierce heavy armor.

The huge force will make the arrow shaft make a harsh sound in the high-speed vibration.

Even a wall as thick as half a meter can be pierced.

The Forest Guild moved crates of arrows and weapons from the warehouse to the city.

Arrows and weapons were wrapped in tarpaulins and smelled like iron.

The tip of the arrow is shiny and sharp, and can easily cut through the skin of the carrier.

Handed over to a skilled archer, a single pull of the bowstring can easily take the life of an enemy

The Physician's Guild organizes all kinds of medical supplies.

Let apprentices and healers save the wounded.

The elves were also armed, taking up their rune-inscribed weapons, and ran to the battle.

Altdorf was not only a wealthy city, but also a well-defended fortress.

The well-known design masters of past dynasties have strengthened it to a certain extent.

Relying on crazy financial resources, they relied on the mountain to build the front and rear two city walls.

The two city walls both face the south, but because of the difference in the direction of the mountain, they are staggered and intersected.

The front wall is high in the east and low in the west.

A city wall at the back is higher in the west and lower in the east.

The place where the slopes of the two city walls meet is the central street that runs through the giant city of Altdorf.

The central street leads all the way from the city gate to the highest palace.

Those enemies have penetrated the city gates, breached the defenses of the outer walls, and destroyed the steam cannons mounted on them.

The nobles can only use the inner walls and palace walls.

Altdorf is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The slope makes it difficult for siege equipment such as ladders to work. Even if the enemy has worked hard to build a long ladder, it is easy to be overthrown by the defenders.

The defenders stood on the city wall, condescending, and could easily shoot and kill the enemy with bows and arrows.

With its towering city walls, unique geographical location, and the use of bows and crossbows, Altdorf can easily block enemies dozens of times larger than the defenders.

The enemies who came this time were completely different from before.

There were no overwhelming banners, and no figures everywhere, only a dozen or so people.

Each of them is wearing heavy armor, holding a sword comparable to the weapons in the hands of the gods, fighting all the way from the city gate to the palace, pointing directly at the many nobles in the palace.

Elven mages and human soldiers stood on the second wall.

The enemy's speed is very fast, and they have already penetrated through several temporary defense lines in a row.

A dozen people killed tens of thousands of defenders in Altdorf.

The corpses of the three giant dragons fell on the urban buildings between the outer wall and the inner wall, overwhelming many houses.

Many residents were injured, and the cries and shouts were all mixed together.

Precious dragon blood containing powerful magic power flowed out of the huge dragon corpse as if it was free of money, causing weak arcs and flames to appear in the air.

That was a special phenomenon caused by the dissipating magic power of dragon blood.

Dragon blood is an extremely precious raw material in the alchemy market.

With so much dragon blood, it would have been comparable to a treasury in the past.

Now it is flowing like this wantonly, no one cherishes it.

The faces of several elf mages couldn't hide their grief.

The three-headed dragon has a good relationship with the elves.

Now he died tragically in Altdorf.

They vowed to make the murderer pay.

Several steam tanks emitting black smoke from their huge chimneys rumbled and drove out from the gate of the inner city.

The Steam Tank is the most powerful and fearsome creation of war in the Imperium.

Always rumbling towards their enemies, they unleash deadly shells from their steam-powered cannons.

A metal tank whose whole body is wrapped in thick metal armor.

It's scary just looking at it.

Neither the arrow nor the blade could hurt it at all.

Any enemies who try to block them will be crushed by the huge steel body.

In order to fight against the enemies of Middenheim, Louis II spent a huge price to get these steam tanks from the Engineering Guild, and planned to use them to attack Middenheim.

It's a pity that those mysterious people in Middenheim have even more powerful steam machines.

According to some merchants, those mysterious people even created steam iron giants to collect trees and minerals.

This news made the coalition forces who had obtained the steam tank feel jealous, and instead of attacking immediately, they chose to wait for other allies.

These steam tanks have been placed in Altdorf, waiting for the moment of departure.

Who would have thought that the first time these steam tanks were dispatched, they were not used to attack Middenheim, but to defend Altdorf.

This is somewhat ironic.

A little excitement appeared on Louis II's face.

The appearance of the steam tank made him quite proud.

Convincing the old fellows of the Engineering Guild had given him a hemorrhage.

But everything is worth it.

Look at this huge steel body, even without that terrifying cannon, just relying on that terrifying body is enough to crush all enemies.

As long as he can win and let his reputation as Louis II be publicized, it is earned.

He was the man who was going to be the Emperor of the Empire.

Seeing these steam tanks, the other Electors will inevitably elect him as the new Emperor of the Empire.

In that case, all goals will be achieved.

However, after a while, the calculations in Louis II's heart were completely eroded by fear.

A golden demon god came all the way from the city.

Wherever they passed, all those soldiers were beheaded.

Those charging heavy knights were cut off directly, and even their horses and men were cut into several sections.

Nothing can stop his steps.

All the elf mages and human nobles set their eyes on the golden figure.

The spear danced with electric arcs, and the bright light represented the extraordinary power of the spear.

Cut iron like mud, blow hair and break hair.

Even hoplites covered with heavy armor were cut open like tofu.

A group of charging knights were hacked and killed by him, leaving only wreckage and desperate howls everywhere.

The golden demon god rushed all the way to the gate of the inner city, trying to completely defeat the defenders.

Steam tanks and other steam vehicles attacked at this moment.

The roar of the cannon shook the ground.

The shells that flew out landed next to the opponent, causing an explosion.

For a moment, gravel splashed and smoke enveloped.

Some nobles cheered.

Being hit at such a short distance, even a demon would have to walk around.

A moment later, the golden figure walked out unscathed.

He ran, swung his spear, and knocked the nearest steam tank into a pile of burning, steaming wreckage.

Every nobleman was terrified by this scene.

The steam tank is the treasure of the engineering union, and has repelled the attacks of countless powerful enemies.

But it was chopped into pieces in front of the golden demon god.

No power can stop such a wild force, everything is reduced to pieces.

With a bang, the huge bed crossbow shot out a long arrow that shone with cold light.

A long arrow of that size is enough to penetrate the dragon's scales.

But it only sparked a series of sparks on the opponent's golden armor.

Not even a trace remained.

The human nobles and elf mages on the city wall were all frightened.

Does such an existence really belong to the Mortal Realm?

It is more like the incarnation of those unimaginable and terrifying gods who descended on this world.

Elven mages screamed those ancient spells hidden in the deepest depths of the sea of ​​souls.

Terrible magic power vented from them.

The staff engraved with runes was glowing.

They all wore the magicweave armor of the elves.

Those lines are very ancient, have extraordinary symbolic meaning, and can appease the power of the highest heaven.

Magicweave armor can greatly enhance the control of magic by an elf mage.

They join forces to unleash a giant spell.

A sprite of light radiating light appeared in the air.

Its body was massive, clad in the same radiant armor, with sharp horns on its helmet, and a shining gem on its forehead.

The head of the Spirit of Light has no facial features, pure light.

In his hand, he held a long sword exuding bright light.

As soon as it appeared, it slammed down with a sword from the air.

Trying to smash the golden demon god directly.

The long sword fell to the ground, and directly cut a crack of hundreds of meters on the central street of Altdorf.

Destroyed the buildings along the way.

One sword is enough to level a mountain.

"Successful?" Louis II asked nervously, looking at the place where the Spirit of Light chopped off.

Many human nobles and elf mages were also extremely nervous.

The sense of oppression that figure brought them was really too terrifying, making them so oppressed that they couldn't breathe.

All the way through the defense line of tens of thousands of troops, and smashed the engineering guild's steam tank with a steel plate protection of more than ten centimeters.

If such means can't kill them, any resistance from them will be meaningless.

Unfortunately, the gods they believed in did not open their eyes and did not protect them.

That golden figure rushed out from the ruins and smoke, and the golden armor was still dazzling, not even stained in the slightest.

I saw the spear in the hand of the golden demon god wave.

The huge spirit of light collapsed into the air, turning into countless light spots.

The elf mages were backlashed by the powerful magic power and immediately vomited blood.

No!

Seeing this scene, Louis II let out a painful voice.

This can't kill the opponent.

How do they win?

The other nobles were also bloodless on the ground.

What frightened them even more was that the steel giant as tall as the golden demon god also rushed towards the inner city wall from different directions.

The defenders on Altdorf's outer wall collapsed, and the street defenses were easily penetrated by the opponent.

"Shut the city gates quickly." A general shouted, "Don't let them in."

Soldiers pushed the heavy gates and closed them.

Others brought logs to try to hold up the gate.

Many archers on the city wall also shot arrows one after another.

They acted like praying mantises with outstretched arms trying to block a heavy chariot.

There is no other possibility than being crushed to pieces.

The heavy gate was easily smashed by Valyrian.

It's like paper, useless.

He slaughtered all soldiers who dared to hold weapons in his presence until they collapsed in terror.

The defenders completely lost their courage.

No matter what they do, they can't stop each other in the slightest.

What's the point of such resistance! !

Some soldiers dropped their weapons and chose to kneel on the ground and raise their hands in surrender.

The guards of the palace even dispersed.

If the way of escape was not blocked, I am afraid that they would pack up and run out of Altdorf immediately.

The nobles were blocked in the palace, and finally all surrendered.

They are much more greedy for life and afraid of death than those soldiers.

Altdorf has fallen.

Udi, Fisher and others hurried into the city with a temporary army and took the prisoners.

The original team expanded again.

Altdorf's defenders and guards were taken over by them and dispersed to form a new organization.

The original officers were purged.

Soldiers who had sworn allegiance to the Emperor of the Holy Light were promoted as new officers.

Anyone who tried to resist was mercilessly executed.

Relying on ruthless military laws and methods, the entire Altdorf was firmly controlled by the exploration team.

The nobles were tied together and escorted out by the soldiers who surrendered.

Their mansions, wealth, and food were all confiscated and became trophies.

Even their families were driven out, and the servants were dismissed.

So did the survivors of the elves, throwing down their weapons and accepting what they considered a humiliating surrender.

The first thing Valyrian did was register.

All owners of Altdorf are required to register in order to assign work.

Middenheim needs a large number of craftsmen in order to build a base.

In addition to this, professions such as scholars are needed to develop the manpower they need.

During this period, some forces also tried to gain benefits from the new order established by Valyrian and others.

As the capital of the old empire, Altdorf's commercial economy was developed, and its political power was even more complicated.

Under such a hotbed, various gray areas are naturally born.

In addition to the nobles as representatives, which is also the strongest force, Altdorf has another world, the underground world.

This underground world has two meanings.

One cannot be put on the table, an underground world composed of thugs and criminals, gangsters, various smuggling forces, and cult gangs.

One is the real underground force, that is, the underground world composed of Skaven ratmen.

Skaven have lairs beneath every human city.

A wealthy city like Altdorf is no exception.

For these forces that want to gain benefits, Valyrian's approach is simple and rude.

Those who tried to make trouble secretly and take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune were all executed directly.

The head was hung on the city wall, and the body was thrown into the wild.

This cruel style has greatly deterred the various forces that are about to move.

All kinds of gangs and cult gangs were smashed simply and roughly, the leaders were killed, and the gang members were treated as coolies.

Geisler thought he was doomed.

The so-called holy light, omniscient and omnipotent imperial emperor will definitely treat them as slaves, drive them to work, and exhaust them all to death.

The lives of these people are so bitter.

Enslaved by the nobles, enslaved by the rich, and now enslaved by the so-called divine light, omniscient and omnipotent emperor.

Unexpectedly, not only did such a thing not happen, but good things happened one after another.

In the past, eating meat and wearing new clothes, unless it was a holiday, I didn't even think about it.

As a result, after those people took control of Altdorf, he ate meat and put on new clothes.

Gessler was very happy even if it was just the clothes taken from the noble's house.

Those are all good materials, and many of them are silk from Zhendan.

Even the price of a second-hand old clothes is unbearable for Gessler.

The meat he ate was only thumb-sized chunks, which made him feel very happy.

He was glad that he failed to escape, otherwise he would have no new clothes and meat to eat.

If he fled back, he would have to find a way to pay the land tax of the lord. After a year, it would be a very happy thing to have a few meals of rice and meat.

If there is a famine, gnawing bark and mud will all be involved.

Gessler really couldn't figure out why those people captured Altdorf and liquidated the nobles, but distributed all the wealth to poor people like him.

What kind of king is that so-called holy light, omniscient and omnipotent emperor.

Throwing the wealth of the noble lord to the mud legs, such a thing was unimaginable before.

After a busy day at work, Geisler got today's meal from the supervisor.

It is still a dish with delicious white rice and meat and vegetables.

He and a few fellow villagers squatted next to a boulder, watching the excitement not far away.

From time to time, some nobles were taken to the street to show the public.

Today is no exception. Today, the emperor-elect of Rikerland, Louis II, is in public display.

That guy's plump body was covered with drooping fat, all white.

In stark contrast to these skinny guys like Gessler.

His head poked out from the opening of the prison car, screaming hoarsely and heartbrokenly.

"You have to stand up and resist, and you can't let those damn invaders take away our land, our women, and our wealth."

"People of the empire, don't be fooled by the small favors of the invaders. They are outsiders. Do you want outsiders to trample you under your feet?"

"Where is your courage? Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country. Stand up and resist, my compatriots, the people of the empire."

No matter how Louis II howled.

The crowd watching didn't pay attention to his words.

Some even laughed out loud.

Gessler ate with big mouthfuls, stuffing meat and vegetables into his mouth together, and when there was a gap, he laughed along with those people.

"You stupid people are so indifferent to the demise of your own country. One day, you will regret it." Louis II cursed fiercely, and he was completely disappointed.

These stupid mud legs have no honor, no dignity.

Their country was destroyed, and none of them had the slightest idea of ​​resistance.

Still laughing there.

They are so insensitive and stupid.

There is no cure for these people.

The headquarters of the Salvation Society moved from the dimension to the small universe.

In order to avoid the attention of the mastermind behind the reincarnation game.

Members of many exploration teams have built a huge outpost here.

This universe has its own serial number, universe 03.

The inter-universe tunnel will connect this universe in a few years.

At that time, the Empire will officially colonize and seize control of this universe.

The small universe was shipped directly from the empire.

With the help of the Imperial Primarch Ferrus, the microcosm technology has become more and more perfect.

The empire currently has several completed small universes of different sizes.

In order to transport the small universe to other universes, the technology sages have developed a technology similar to the palm universe.

First use the space force field to compress it, and then release it after reaching the designated universe.

Complete industrial facilities have been established in the small universe, and a group of professional technicians are also equipped.

The headquarters of the Salvation Society is set up next to the stars in the small universe.

The entire star has been wrapped up and used to power huge industrial facilities.

Under the leadership of Qiu Chen, some players who were absorbed into the Salvation Society entered the small universe.

After various complicated assessments and tests, after confirming the absolute loyalty of these players, they were granted the qualification to enter this place.

Although he has experienced the baptism of reincarnation games and learned that there are gods and the like, his psychological quality is much stronger than that of ordinary ordinary people.

But when these players saw the magnificent industrial facilities, it was hard to hide the shock and disbelief on their faces.

Pipes large enough to pass through the moon are connected to the huge star device.

Countless energy pipelines, pistons, and data cables are intertwined.

Players stand in front of those devices, as small as if they don't exist.

Countless aircraft shuttle back and forth in the vacuum with their mechanical arms, maintaining the huge device.

If they hadn't pinched themselves several times in a row, they would have suspected that they were in a dream, not the real world.

The transport plane responsible for transporting them from the entrance to the headquarters finally stopped in a huge square.

A sculpture of Guilliman stands at the end of the square.

"My lord's sculpture is really majestic." Qianshang Shiyin, who has become an S-level player, walked behind Qiuchen, and said in a charming and seductive voice: "I really want to let my lord take possession of my concubine powerfully." , let the concubine be truly..."

As soon as these words came out, Qiu Chen almost turned pale with fright.

Before Qian Shang Shiyin could say anything more extreme, she stopped her.

"Don't talk nonsense." Qiu Chen looked around before continuing: "They will never allow anyone to defile the Savior. If you say something like this, they will directly execute you to death."

Qiangami Shiyin is now linked to the words death and lunatic.

One player mocked her beliefs.

Now it has been divided into one hundred and eight pieces.

Even the organization that the player belonged to was slaughtered by her.

Before the death of the leader of that organization, he couldn't figure out that he just recruited a player with a poisonous tongue, which led to disaster.

Asakami Shion is already a taboo word in reincarnation games.

When those people talked about her, they were all trembling with fright.

But here is different, the exploration team is directly under the empire.

As an S-level player, Asakami Shion is certainly powerful, but she will still be directly crushed to death in the hands of the empire.

"Are they another group of competitors who are trying to compete with our lord for favor!! One day they will know that concubines are the most loyal to my lord." Qianshang Shiyin showed the blush like a moron, and whispered Said.

"Be normal, sister. I don't want to be warmed by the trial court with you." A hundred thousand mud horses galloped past Qiu Chen's heart.

How did the good sister next door turn into such a dark and sickly girl! !

"Is there something important about calling us here this time?" Davin asked in a low voice.

He once again felt the horror of the Salvation Society.

This terrible organization has opened up a small universe outside the universe as their headquarters.

Controlling the gate of the universe to appear and disappear in various worlds, leading players into it.

Such means can be said to be miraculous.

This small universe also has a special force field device, which limits the use of protons and other creations.

If they don't want to be exposed, I'm afraid no one will find them.

Several other players also pricked up their ears.

They were also called to the headquarters of the Salvation Society for the first time.

The power displayed by the other party makes them feel small.

Such power is not the power of individuals, but the power of civilization.

"I don't know either." Qiu Chen said in a low voice: "When I get here, I have to give you a confession. My status is not considered high in the Salvation Society. I am responsible for the recruitment of intelligence personnel and the collection of intelligence. Important In terms of decision-making, it is basically out of my turn.”

Several players looked at each other, and they all saw shock in each other's eyes.

Qiu Chen has so many near-sacred artifacts in his hands, such an identity is not considered high-level.

The Salvation Society is too scary.

How terrifying are those so-called high-level people! !

Creating such a secondary universe may be a piece of cake for them.

"However, I also got some information that the Salvation Society has achieved certain results in cracking the data of the reincarnation game, and it is very likely that it will officially take action."

Qiu Chen just finished speaking.

A servo skull flew over from a distance, and the loudspeaker it carried made a sound.

[Intelligence staff please follow me, the meeting is about to be held. 】

"Let's go." Qiu Chen said, "Soon, we will know why we are here."

Reincarnation game, unknown world of ruins.

The blood moon volleyed in the sky, and the strangeness ran rampant.

This place is no longer the domain of the living.

A man staggered out of the emerging black mist.

The black mist behind him dissipated, leaving only countless screams, as if countless painful souls were making sounds at the same time.

"Hahaha."

The man looked up to the sky and smiled, his red eyes revealed infinite malice like a terrifying evil spirit.

There are curse lines all over his body, and terrifying evil intentions emanate from him.

"I'm not dead, I'm not dead. My life is up to me."

He roared in a low voice, his hoarse voice was crazy and terrifying.

"No one can make me Su Xiao die, no one. Even if I fall into hell, I will climb up step by step. Those guys who have betrayed and abandoned me, bear my anger."