1616 If You Lose, You Will Be Wiped Out

"Brita! Britta! Are you deaf?" A woman frowned, wiping her palms with a rag as she entered the hall of her house.

She was very dissatisfied with her son's behavior of not responding to her yelling, and her tone was already full of anger: "If I find out that you are making trouble, be careful of your ass!"

"I'm sorry, Mom." Britta, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, finally spoke, responding to her mother.

"What were you doing just now?" the child's mother looked at the child who was a little too honest, and asked in a bad tone.

"It's nothing, Mom, I want to go out..." Britta said, eyelashes flickering, looking at her mother.

"Okay! Get the hell out of here before dinner, get it?" the child's mother warned.

"Okay, Mom." The child jumped off the edge of the bed, and then walked to the door. When he looked down at the new pair of leather shoes at the door, he was slightly taken aback.

"What's the matter?" The mother standing behind him asked in a strange daze when she saw her child at the door.

"No, it's nothing." Brita bent over to put on her shoes, carefully tied the shoelaces, and pushed open the door.

"It's weird, and I'm thinking about some messy prank..." The child's mother hung the rag in her hand on the hook on the wall, and then walked into the kitchen.

The moment the door closed, Britta stood there without taking a step. On the slightly dim stairway, he curiously looked at many novel things in front of him.

The walls are plastered with garbled ads for lockpicking and moving companies, and the occasional phone number for a sex service.

This is a not-so-rich neighborhood, the population is still very mobile, and it doesn't look as clean and tidy as those magnificent neighborhoods.

However, there are still many unique features here. At least Britta is very interested in the advertisement in front of him to recruit for the new 5th district.

The advertisement stated many favorable benefits, including rewards of more than 100 acres of land, regular physical examinations, free immigration certificates, free boat tickets, and so on.

If you are a Demon Race member who is willing to go there to reclaim wasteland and build the motherland, after ten years, you can still get an imperial identity certificate...

Anyway, there are a lot of novelty things that make Britta feel very interesting.

After reading the advertisement on the wall, he looked up again at the voice-activated light. It was on when Britta opened the door just now, and now it went dark again.

In short, everything here seems to fascinate Britta. He just stood at the door of his house, looked around, and didn't move his footsteps for a long time.

"Brita..." A neighbor walked down the stairs, carrying a garbage bag in his hand, and smiled at Brita. "Where are you going?"

Britta didn't answer, he just glanced at his neighbor indifferently, and finally took a step, as if he couldn't wait to run downstairs.

"This kid...why did he become so rude all of a sudden..." The neighbor shook his head, glanced at the door of Britta's house covered with advertising stickers, and continued to walk down the stairs slowly.

Britta, who rushed out of the unit door, walked on the street that seemed to be very prosperous, but also seemed very ordinary. There are lively shops on both sides of the road, and there are endless cars in the middle of the road.

It is said that it is a car, but these vehicles have almost nothing to do with cars. They are electric cars in the true sense, driven entirely by electricity.

Because of the existence of magic, the Alan Hill Empire has reached astonishing heights in power reserve and energy conversion.

The current Alan Xie Empire Tram only takes a few seconds to charge once, and can travel thousands of kilometers on a single charge!

Trams of various models and sizes are everywhere now, and there are almost all such trams on the streets, congested in the streets full of neon lights, waiting anxiously for the change of signal lights.

"Stir-fried chestnuts with sugar! The delicacy of Huaxia God Realm! Stir-fried chestnuts with sugar!" The immature voice of a child echoed in the street,

It was a woman pushing a cart, and a lovely child was sitting in the cart.

The trolley was full of fried chestnuts, which looked delicious. Britta swallowed, then reached into the empty pocket.

He frowned, then looked at a woman who looked like a magician standing by the street. So he walked over, raised his head, and said to the girl from the Magic Academy, "Can I exchange some crystals with you?"

"What?" The female magic apprentice who was still studying in the second year of the Magic Academy this year was stunned for a moment, looking at the boy who was only two-thirds her height, not sure if she had heard correctly.

"Can I exchange some money with you using the magic spar?" Britta raised her head and repeated her own question.

"Yes, yes, but...you have the magic crystal..." The female apprentice replied with a smile. When she was halfway through the sentence, she widened her eyes and saw Britta spread her palm, revealing the inside A magic spar the size of a bottle cap came.

It's just that this magic spar, which looks very ordinary in size, is crystal clear and sparkles with a charming light that female magic apprentices have never seen before. From this luminous spar, the female magic apprentice can even see... the vast universe.

Because of surprise, the female magic apprentice didn't dare to reach out for the magic crystal for the first time, as if touching the stone with her hands was a kind of defilement to the stone.

"Are you sure you want to use it to exchange...exchange...money?" the female magic apprentice asked with some uncertainty.

"Yes, I'm sure," Britta replied.

The female magic apprentice immediately began to rummage through her pockets. She took out all her money, including the change, as if if she didn't do this, she wouldn't be worthy of this stone.

After she stuffed all the money into Britta's hands, she took out a mobile phone with a cute cartoon cat pattern and asked, "I still have 2,700 gold coins in my payment card..."

"No need." Although she was curious about what the payment card was, Britta shook her head, took the money and went to buy sugar-fried chestnuts across the street.

"That kid! Hey! I'm calling you! Stop!" A man in uniform shouted at Britta who was about to cross the road.

"Huh?" Britta, who had already walked to the side of the street, was grabbed by a man in uniform at the last second when she was about to cross the road.

Britta raised her head, with a weird smile on her face, and asked, "Do you want to take my money?"

"Money?" The man in uniform was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and scolded: "What money? I asked you to watch the traffic lights when crossing the road! Be careful! Do you want to die?"

He pointed to the signal light over there, and yelled loudly: "Isn't it a waste of learning in school? Do you know how much trouble you will cause other people by doing this? Brat!"

"It's been a long time since anyone talked to me like this." The weird smile on Britta's face disappeared, replaced by an indescribable calm: "Thank you."

"What do you mean no one for a long time...you...sorry." As if realizing something, the man in uniform suddenly became tender: "Be careful when crossing the road, child!"

He thought that what Britta said meant that her relatives were gone. The attitude of the Alan Hill Empire towards orphans is extremely gentle, because this empire was built on the basis of countless people sacrificing their lives.

Nodding his head slightly, Brill looked at the man and said calmly, "You are a good man."

"Let me tell you, what do you think of Alan Siris?" Unknowingly, a black-haired young man stood beside Britta and asked with a smile on his face.

He walked across the road with Brita, watching Brita bought a paper bag of fried chestnuts, squatted on the shoulder of the road, peeled the chestnut shells, and carefully put the whole chestnuts into his mouth.

"I really didn't expect that you would be so powerful." While chewing chestnuts, Britta looked at the flashing neon lights and scantily clad swimsuit advertisements, and asked out of the blue: "I just came, and you found me."

"Although you have suppressed your own strength and played a very good hiding effect, to me, or to Alan Sirius, it is still as bright as the moon in the night sky, so that people can't look away .” The young man praised.

"You are better than I thought." Britta continued peeling the chestnut shells carefully: "I like the world you built very much."

"So, you are Thorens, the leader of the watchman?" Chris looked down at the kid at his feet curiously, full of curiosity about his purpose of coming here.

Ever since a powerful force suddenly appeared in Alan Siris, Chris felt it. He didn't alarm anyone, because he knew that this force was too powerful for this world.

He came alone, just to take a look, to see the other party's purpose. If the opponent is really coming to attack Huanglong, then he should try his best to distract the opponent in order to protect everything on this planet.

"Sorrance? No, no, no, I'm not Sorens, I'm the one who created him." Britta blew off the little broken shell left on the chestnut, and then put the chestnut into his mouth: "The watchman Work for me, you can call me 'God'."

"I didn't expect to see you here." Chris was taken aback, he didn't expect the other party to be so... so big.

"Ah..." A chestnut fell on the asphalt road, God looked at Britta's twisted and trembling fingers unconsciously, and sighed regretfully: "Even if it's me, take control of a conscious life , is still very unacceptable... It seems that time is running out."

"It seems that you are not here to destroy this planet." Chris felt that it would be better for him to test the big boss in front of him.

But the God crouching next to Chris saw his intentions: "Indeed, I didn't mean to destroy anything. I just came to take a look and see what a civilization that can cause headaches for the watchers looks like."

"So...how?" Chris got an answer he wanted to hear, and relaxed a little.

"It's very interesting, and it didn't disappoint me." God raised his head and looked at Chris: "Even the color of your hair makes me very happy."

"Frankly speaking, I'm even a little bit reluctant to destroy the civilization you built." Brice twisted his neck unnaturally twice, as if he was struggling, but also seemed to be adjusting his state.

"So, how about letting your caretaker go...?" Chris asked tentatively again.

"..." Pointing at Chris with a smile on his face, God did not answer Chris' question.

But he quickly changed his mind and said, "The war has already begun, and no one can stop it. This war must be won and lost, and this cannot be changed."

"But." God touched his nostril with his index finger, saw the blood on his finger, and rubbed it with his thumb: "Because I like this place...I will give you and Sorance a fair stage."

"I only provide energy for Saurons, but I won't do anything to help him." He stood up as he said, "He won, you die, and the civilization of Alan Hill will be wiped out. If you win, I will Come and chat with you..."

"Okay, if I stay here, this little boy will die." He pointed to himself: "Help me send him home, thank you."

"Goodbye." Chris didn't mean to keep or invite.

"I hope to see you again, Alan Hill, interesting... This is the most possible civilization I have seen for hundreds of millions of years. I hope you, don't let me down." God waved his hand, and then Britta It just stopped at the gesture of waving, and there was no more movement.

"Huh!" A female magician in a black robe descended from the sky, looking at the motionless Britta vigilantly: "Your Majesty! What happened? You will be in danger if you act like this! You are not alone, you represent the entire empire..."

"Okay, Vivienne." Chris interrupted his concubine's nagging, and stopped the other's slender waist: "I promised a friend that I would send this little boy home, let's go, come with me Let's go."

"Friend? There must be something wrong with you saying that... Is it a very dangerous kind of friend?" Vivienne started nagging again: "You are always like this. When you are in danger, you want to be alone. People solve it, you in the end..."

"Ah!" Britta, who regained consciousness, obviously recognized the tall man standing in front of him. His eyes widened in surprise, and he pointed at Chris and Vivienne tremblingly, unable to speak for a while.

"Hi... um... where do you live?" Chris also felt a little embarrassed, and asked with an awkward smile, beckoning.