You don't make cards according to the routine at all, do you?

Plott is dead.

People have blessings and misfortunes day and night, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxing and waning.

Plott probably never dreamed that he would die in this way.

He only saw the sole of one foot magnified infinitely in his field of vision, and then he was stepped on his face by a huge force, making him unsteady, and he sat down on the ground, with burning pain coming from his face and fishy smell flowing into the corner of his mouth. Salty tells Plott...he's disfigured!

The hard texture and heel of the military boots made Plott's head bleed instantly.

And that's just the first kick.

The first soldier who came over saw that the person under his feet was Plott, and he stepped on it very hard.

The soldiers who arrived later didn't know who was under their feet. They only heard "For Humanity!", so they didn't care who it was, kicked their feet hard, and launched a charge.

So this foot is also stepped on very hard.

Many soldiers didn't step on Plott themselves, but they heard someone screaming, and the voice was familiar, so they took a look.

Damn, it turned out to be President Plott!

They all went up to mend a few feet.

Thus, the first president in human history who died in a stampede was born.

Plott was trampled to death in this way.

He looked miserable, with bloody footprints all over his body.

But no one sympathized with him.

Doing a lot of evil and getting what you deserve is the best commentary on the ending of Plott's life.

——The main reason is that Harrison found this position well.

As soon as it was transmitted, it happened to be on Plott's face.

Plott was trampled to the ground before he even had time to react.

Most of the command staff are technicians, and there are not many people who can fight, which gives the soldiers a chance to vent their emotions.

Nor did they forget their mission.

After stepping on Plott, he immediately followed his teammates and started a fight with the guards of the headquarters.

"Da da da!"

It was the sound of a guard's gunshot.

The large-scale strafing of special firearms quickly caused chaos on the first floor of the headquarters.

The operating console that was shot was glowing with lightning, dense bullet holes appeared on the big screen, making the monitoring screen physically black, and many people fell in a pool of blood, including soldiers of the Rebel Army and Area 51's own technology personnel.

Bullets have no eyes—maybe these guards don't care about their lives.

Soon, the second batch of soldiers arrived.

The gates of the hall were closed tightly, people inside couldn't get out, and people outside couldn't get in.

The superiority in numbers allowed the soldiers to quickly gain control of the headquarters.

The technicians were all buckled to the corner of the wall, squatting down with their heads in their hands, and corpses lay scattered all over the wall. The blood flowing reflected the scarlet light reflected by the fluorescent lights on the ceiling, as if covering the whole hall with a layer of blood mist. .

The leading soldiers did not go to count the casualties.

He walked to the smoking console and inserted a USB drive into the interface.

Suddenly, a voice appeared behind him.

"It's useless. The launch program of the Celestial Cannon has been locked. Instead of wasting your time here, it's better to let your relatives and friends hurry up and run. If you run fast enough, you might survive."

The voice was close to a whisper, as if someone was talking with his head on his shoulder from behind, and the leading soldier could even feel the other person's breath brushing against his ears. Years of combat experience accumulated in the star palace battlefield prompted him to make a decision that was both right and wrong.

He let go of the right hand holding the USB flash drive without hesitation, and made an elbow strike backwards. At the same time, he clenched his fist with his left hand, turned around suddenly, and punched the enemy's head—the position of the enemy's head was determined according to the position of the opponent. The voice confirmed it, and he was confident that the punch would not go wrong.

It's not crooked.

But it didn't hit either.

The leading soldier didn't even see what the other party looked like, so the man turned into a cloud of black mist with a "poof".

His fist sank into the black mist, and there was a severe pain of being bitten.

Something was eating his hand!

"Ah!" The leading soldier screamed.

The people in the military camp are tough guys, and they don't even frown when they are in pain.

But the piercing pain caused the leading soldier's forehead to be covered with beads of sweat, his face flushed and distorted, and his throat let out an uncontrollable wailing.

"Bang bang bang...!"

Several bullets were fired from all directions.

Other soldiers who noticed the scene drew their guns to support.

However, the bullet seemed to hit the air, directly passing through the black mist without causing any damage to the black mist.

On the contrary, streams of black air condensed out of the black mist, like tentacles protruding from hell, wrapping the entire leading soldier around.

His body withered like a withered flower, and the flesh and blood on his face sank at a speed visible to the naked eye, highlighting the skeleton of his head.

At this time, there was still a layer of skin left all over his body, but in the next second, even this layer of skin was eaten away by the black mist.

The person who was originally a living person turned into a dense white bone in the blink of an eye.

The black mist peeled off from the white bones, the skeleton did not fall down, and still maintained the posture of punching just now, the upper and lower jaws were opened, but no sound could be made anymore.

The soldiers around felt their scalps go numb.

Cruel death is just one of them.

The more important reason is that the leading soldier is an out-and-out Tier 8 card master, and his strength is among the top of the special forces team, but in the end he didn't even have a chance to resist. Turned into bones by this black mist...

How terrifying should the opponent's strength be?

"My name is Sylta, remember my name."

The man appeared again, with a polite smile on his handsome face: "When you get up, remember to say hello to your God for me, if it wants to ask me why I hurt you, then invite it to the world Once there, I will personally set up a banquet to apologize to it."

There was a strong sense of sarcasm in the gentle tone.

You have believed in God all your life, why didn't you come out to help you at this time?

Sylta said as she walked towards the soldiers.

Every time he took a step, a black smoke separated from him, turning a soldier into bones.

"Fight with him!"

Seeing their companions being killed one by one, the soldiers' eyes were red, and they rushed forward to find Xierta desperately.

But halfway through the rush, their bodies suddenly exploded as if they were under heavy pressure.

Behind, a huge fireball hit Xierta, Xierta smiled and shook his head, the black mist on his body split out again, condensed into a spike and shot out, scattered the fireball, and flew along the path , nailed the soldier hiding in the corner and using the spell card to the wall directly from the throat.

The strength of the two sides is not an order of magnitude at all.

Sylta will never show mercy to humans.

For him, these human beings died ten thousand times would not be enough to repay the sins they committed in the first place.

The soldiers couldn't resist, and couldn't escape, so they could only send a warning to the Seventh Army Base before they died, asking the people behind to change the transmission point and stop coming to the control department to send them to death.

Among them are also ninth-level big star card masters.

Like Susan.

This man doesn't know if he can fight or not, but the launch procedure of the Celestial Cannon has been locked, and the Occupation Control Department can't change anything. They have to find another way to prevent the weapon from starting, or simply destroy the Celestial Cannon forcibly.

Xierta heard someone passing the message and didn't stop it.

It was less than ten minutes before the launch of the Celestial Cannon.

These humans will always come over.

As long as you are willing to come, it doesn't matter where you spread it.

A closed gate can trap others, but not him.

Sylta itself is not in the Control Department.

But the instant the alarm went off, he was in.

He even had a chance to save Plott.

It's just not necessary.

Everyone has their own mission.

When you're done, you can die.

Plott's mission is to help them provoke a world war and kill humans with their own super weapons.

Plott does this very well.

As a reward, Silta let Plot die at his own feet.

Anyway, there is a whole body for the time being.

If he was allowed to do it, Plot might not even have any bones left.

Undoubtedly, this MP had helped them a lot, but this did not affect Sylta's dislike for him.

Because Sylta saw the most hypocritical and darkest side of human beings in Plott.

Same as human beings back then.

Taking a last look at Plot who was lying on the ground, Silta disappeared into the command post.

Leaving a bloody white bone.

At this time, the third wave of soldiers had already teleported to the open space outside, and launched a charge on the part of the Tianshen Cannon protruding from the ground.

In fact, there is no need to remind, Harrison also knows that he can no longer go to the headquarters.

Although he wanted to avenge the soldiers who died.

The soldiers are all wearing communicators—this shouldn’t be useful at all. Logically speaking, the entire base of Area 51 should be within the signal interference range set by the military. Except for specific frequency bands, otherwise they cannot contact the outside world. Their original plan was to destroy the jammers first, but the strange thing was that before they did it, as soon as the soldiers passed by, they could clearly hear the movement in the command post through the earphones.

At first, everyone was relieved when they heard Plot's screams, but when they heard the screams of the leading soldier and Xierta's voice, their mood fell to the bottom in an instant—they encountered a ninth-level witch robe people.

Not surprisingly, none of these soldiers came back.

Harrison took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and immediately changed his battle plan.

Now that there is a signal, the jammer is ignored, and it directly attacks the god cannon.

The alarm for Area 51 has been sounded, and the guards on the perimeter will arrive soon.

The longer the time dragged on, the harder their situation became.

The Celestial Cannon must be destroyed before more ninth-level star card masters come back.

Therefore, Harrison endured the pain in his heart, ignored what happened at the headquarters, and organized the third wave of attack.

This time, there were a thousand soldiers sent to Area 51.

Among them were three ninth ranks including Susan.

Area 51, which sounded the alarm, is no longer defenseless.

On the buildings around the open space, the sniper pulled the trigger and gave the rebels who teleported over a bright red welcome gift on the spot.

Dozens of people were pierced by bullets and headshot, and scalding blood spilled all over the ground.

Splashed in other people's faces as well.

Susan's eyes froze, and she appeared on the roof in a teleport, breaking the neck of a sniper.

Several ninth-tier star card masters guarding Area 51 also rushed over.

The war is imminent.

Sylta did not join in.

Just stand upstairs and watch the show.

He also likes watching humans kill each other, which is very interesting.

Until he sensed that there was one more person behind him.

"Want to sneak attack?"

Sylta turned her head unhurriedly.

He is not afraid of the so-called sneak attack.

On the contrary, when she saw the other person's face clearly, Sylta froze for a moment.

"Gu Ci?"

How did this man come here?

Isn't he a card maker?

Xierta looked around subconsciously, but did not find Xingwu or Tianhu.

Gu Ci smiled: "There's no need to look for it, I'm the only one."

"So you are here to die?" Sylta was puzzled.

He had heard that there was a "Gu Ci" in the White Eagle Kingdom who cut off a ninth-level mutant creature with a single sword, but the Gu Ci in front of him was not that "Gu Ci".

Xierta also grasped the rules of life, and he could clearly tell that the one standing in front of him was not a card, but Gu Ci himself.

This is very strange.

What is a card maker doing at the front if he is not making cards for his own army in the rear?

"I'll kill you." Gu Ci spoke softly, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.

"You, kill me?" Xierta smiled, "Okay, before you kill me, can Master Gu answer me a question?"

Gu Ci: "I want to ask how we got here?"

Xierta nodded: "To be honest, I'm very envious of your technology. I haven't studied it for a long time, but now I'm going to die. Master Gu, shouldn't you mind satisfying my curiosity?"

Gu Ci thought about it, and said: "Speaking of which, I have to thank Mr. Zoe, if he hadn't appeared in my experimental base through a card that night, I wouldn't have thought of coming here...at least not so soon .”

The teleport card has a feature.

The higher the level, the farther the teleportation distance will be.

This is linked to the strength of the power of space.

If the power of space on one card can only teleport the star card master ten or twenty meters at most, then the power of space on one hundred cards can make people teleport one thousand or two thousand meters.

The positioning method is also very primitive. Calculate a distance through the coordinates of the two positions, and fill the corresponding amount of space.

This method is not as accurate as Zoe's use of star cards to determine the location of the teleportation, but the advantage is that as long as the power of space is sufficient, teleportation through time and space can send people or things to any corner of the world. Where are you from...

I have to thank the witch robe again.

The black box that can store star power is really useful.

Sylta was puzzled: "Why does it sound like a one-way transmission?"

Gu Ci: "It is indeed one-way."

Xierta laughed again: "If you say that, wouldn't Master Gu be unable to escape?"

Gu Ci also smiled: "I said, I'm here to kill you, I won't run away."

Xierta: "Honestly speaking, I am surprised that you can break through to the ninth level in such a short period of time. I remember you have a taboo duel card, right? If so, I might not be able to beat it alone. You, I have to admit this, I am not good at playing cards, but Master Gu, you have to understand that this is Area 51, and it is our territory."

Xierta paused and said, "Did Master Gu never think about why we need to turn off the signal jammer?"

It's just to make it easier for the rebels to communicate with each other and gather together to give away their heads.

They had already guessed that someone would come to attack the Celestial Cannon—even if Plott didn't come, these humans would come.

They have been waiting for this moment to wipe out as many elite human forces as possible.

Therefore, in Area 51, they kept twenty ninth-level top players, waiting for the support of big star card masters from various countries to catch them all.

Gu Ci's duel card will suck people into another space, and other people can only watch and cannot help.

But what if they also have a taboo-level space rule card that can tear up this duel field?

Gu Ci: "Then you call someone."

Sylta has already called someone.

He talked so much with Gu Ci, just waiting for someone to come over.

But after waiting for a long time, he finished chatting with Gu Ci and deceived the principle of the hyperspace teleporter, and his people haven't come yet.

Sylta suddenly realized a problem.

The rebels have raided Area 51 for so long, why did Gu Ci appear only now?

Why did he go there just now?

Seeing Gu Ci's calm and breezy appearance, a terrible idea gradually emerged in Xierta's heart.

And what happened next made his heart freeze instantly, his face ashen.

Gu Ci walked towards him step by step, clearly not using the card, but Xierta was shocked to find that he had lost control of his body, not to mention releasing the black mist, he couldn't even blink his eyes!

"Shouting or not agreeing?"

"Because they're all dead."

Gu Ci said softly: "You are the last one, Mr. Silta."

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