Chapter 600 The Decline of the Fighting Nation

"Those bird people are there!"

"Kill them!"

"They flew away, and ordinary flying pets couldn't catch up with them."

"Catch them all, as long as their blood power is exhausted, they will fall to the ground."

Thousands of people with crazy faces are frantically chasing a group of angels. Even if the angels have the advantage of flying, they don't hesitate, but use a stupid way-to fight with this group of angels. Anyway, the physical strength they consume can Supplement through potions and food, but bloodline power is difficult to replenish.

So, under their frantic pursuit, these more than 100 angels finally landed on the ground. If they continued to escape, then when they landed, they might not even have the strength to resist.

Seeing that the group of birdmen finally landed on the ground, the fighting nation rushed up frantically. The long pursuit had greatly depleted their physical strength, but even so, they didn't care.

Soon, half of the more than 6,000 fighting people were killed or injured, but some of these birdmen were still allowed to run away. The remaining fighting people wanted to continue chasing them, but they had no strength.

"This civilization is really crazy."

"We are not afraid of death, but we are afraid that our strength will not be able to make greater contributions to the true God."

"Yes, we want to stay useful."

While running away, these false angels said some words to evade themselves, but they didn't know whether what they said was true or not. However, when they passed a certain open space, a black figure seemed to pass between them, and it seemed to be illusion.

"What just happened?"

"Is it an illusion?"

"No, your heart."

A false angel pointed at the heart of his companions, just about to say something, suddenly found a small wound in his heart, and then began to erode their lives with erosive power, one after another rune technique Forms covered their bodies.

"I still have the mood to defend myself. It seems that the transformation is not very thorough!"

Han Chen sighed casually, and then turned his gaze to the fighting ethnic team not far away, his expression full of complexity.

Three days have passed since the tragedy of Mao Xiong. During these three days, members of Mao Xiong from all over the place frantically fought against these false angels, causing tragic casualties everywhere.

Just three days ago, there were still voices of contempt and scolding Mao Xiong on the Internet. However, during these three days, Mao Xiong used his actual actions to refresh the understanding of people on the earth. In the battle with the Angel Legion, They killed and injured a full 30 million people in just three days.

Perhaps this is due to the improvement of human strength and the substantial increase in mobility, but it also proves their spirit of not being afraid of death.

After experiencing disasters one after another, only 40% of the bear population is left, about 50 million people, and this number is still decreasing.

Huaxia's legion has also arrived. At first they were still hesitating whether to fight side by side with Mao Xiong, but now they immediately dismissed this idea. Now Mao Xiong has gone crazy, and they are desperately attacking all enemies within their vision. They don't trust anyone anymore.

"From now on, the fighting nation will not trust any life."

"We only believe in ourselves."

"We will not make a treaty of alliance with anyone, because we do not trust anyone to keep the agreement."

Although the leaders among those who deceived them were their own people, they subconsciously ignored this problem, and they blamed all the reasons on outsiders. From now on, the fighting nation has completely separated from the international, cut off In their eyes, all contact with the outside world is only fighting.

Just when Han Chen's heart was filled with mixed feelings, he suddenly received a message, then teleported, and disappeared in place.

"Yuanyuan, is it resolved?"

Han Chen was still full of thoughts just now, but when he faced Wu Yuan, his face changed into a smiling face in an instant.

Before Wu Yuan could answer, Ziyue said, "Han Chen, you don't blame our military for the decision at the beginning!"

Obviously, she seemed to have sensed what was on Han Chen's mind.

Han Chen shook his head and said, "If it was me who made the decision, maybe I would have done it even more cruelly, because no one would have expected such a result."

The number of these pseudo-angel legions is less than 1 million, but each of them has a king-level combat power, and their strength is very terrifying. If the Huaxia army fights against them, although they will still win in the end, they will sacrifice many lives.

Huaxia's army was not afraid of sacrifice, but it would be better if this sacrifice was transferred to others. The only reason why Han Chen cared about the casualties of people outside Huaxia was that their death would affect Huaxia.

Li Longdao: "If anyone does something wrong, the person who needs to bear the consequences is often not just himself. Now it is Mao Xiong who has done something wrong, and it is also human beings who have done wrong things. Then Mao Xiong will naturally bear the main responsibility for the consequences. Human beings It cannot be avoided."

One person does things and one person is responsible. This sentence sounds domineering, but the reality is often unsatisfactory. If one person does something wrong, he often brings the people around him to pay the price.

Wu Yuan pointed in one direction and said: "There are a large number of angel legions gathered in that place, but the direction they are heading is a very large bear base. If they don't change their direction halfway, then after 10 minutes, they will break out on a large scale. conflict."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

They were still discussing about Mao Xiong's attitude just now, and now this incident suddenly happened again, so should Huaxia's army be dispatched, or not?

Han Chen said helplessly, "I've been fighting artificial birdmen for the past few days, and I've played bears many times. Not only did they not appreciate it, they even attacked me because they thought I had ulterior motives and must want to Put on a good show to gain their trust."

No one will believe the Mao Xiong now, no matter how gaudy you say, they just don't believe it anyway.

Except for those who are always with themselves, anyone who appears in their field of vision will be regarded as someone else by them.

There was killing intent in Li Long's eyes: "Although this is a pity, since the fighting nation is no longer suitable for living in this world, let them perish!"

Since he uttered these words, the destiny of the fighting nation to become history has been doomed.

Han Chen's heart is still very complicated, but he also knows that there is nothing he can do. If the fighting nation is not allowed to perish like this, then Huaxia may have to bear the price, and even if Huaxia bears the price for them, the fighting nation will not May become their friend.

Now Mao Xiong has completely become a mad dog, and is performing the final madness.

Since they are about to withdraw from the stage of history, all they can do is to do a good job of supporting work, so that their final performance will bloom with infinite brilliance.