Chapter 1050 The Way of the Utopia

After a long period of experience, Huai Shi has concluded some objective rules - all members of the Utopia were more or less seriously ill.

Leaving aside the seniors who have passed away, those who remain today either have some brain problems or have very bad brains.

And the problem is huge.

There is no normal one!

Including the non-staff member in front of me, his eyes almost started to shine when he mentioned that there was something fun to watch.

"Ahem, although I came here for fun, as a guide, I should still advise you to pay attention to safety, be wise, and return home in time."

As if aware of his gaffe, Odum coughed twice and tried to look serious: "I can provide a safe shortcut to help everyone return to the current situation - don't worry, it will be tomorrow soon." At this time, you can have lunch in London..."

Even though he said this, the abstract expression of this snail was already filled with the expression of "Don't go, please don't go, please".

As a pitiful, weak and helpless snail, Odum has fallen into a difficult struggle - one side is fun, the other side is responsibility, which really leaves the snail with no choice.

In silence, he secretly looked at everyone's expressions. And everyone was looking at Huai Shi.

The time has come to decide.

But Huaishi didn't speak.

Just silence.

Resisting the urge to sigh.

Sometimes, he hates that he has become a tool person, but sometimes, he can't help but want to become that carefree tool person again.

At least you don't have to face the consequences of your choice.

If this was a game, he would have rolled up his sleeves and fucked his mother.

But this is not a painless thing about the game. After losing a wave of team battles, everyone restarted at the resurrection point, only losing a little money.

But here, fifty depths away from the current situation, once you lose, there is no room for recovery.

Professor Anton, who has great trust in himself, Gregory, who has been a shepherd for decades, has returned to hell, Foster, who originally lived peacefully in the Iron Crystal Seat, Raymond and the Red Dragon, who can sacrifice their lives for their companions... …

If he proceeds rashly, everyone may die because of his choice.

But if they just turn around and go back, where will their future and mission be?

"...Sorry, I want to give it a try."

Huai Shi sighed and told them: "If you want to initiate a vote on this, I won't stop you."

"I have no objection." Foster raised his hand while smoking.

"It doesn't matter to me, sheep are being herded everywhere anyway." Gregory said, "It doesn't make any difference."

"I...I still have a loan to pay."

Before Raymond could finish speaking, he coughed twice awkwardly: "Well, I mean, if you don't mind one more bad debt, I don't care anyway."

"Then let's do it."

Anton put down the stainless steel coffee cup and said slowly: "Where in the world can you be so scared that you run away with your tail between your legs before the enemy comes?"

"Everyone has come."

When talking, the old professor's expression was calm and quiet, just like a retired old engineer chatting with someone about where to go for a walk after dinner.

Lowering his head to peel the melon seeds, his wrinkled and spotted fingers were as steady as a lathe, pinching the thin and fragile kernels out of the cracks and throwing them into the coffee foam.

In the dense heat, the nuts floated silently, swirling with the undercurrent in the cup.

"It's time to make a decision, Huaishi." Anton said, "This is your responsibility."

So, in this long silence, Huai Shi breathed out a sigh of relief, and her expression gradually calmed down.

"Then keep moving forward."

He raised his head and said to everyone: "Please put your luck behind you and don't think about retreat and stability.

Because I will put everything on the gambling table, including the lives of everyone here.

No matter what happens, no matter how many enemies there are, there will be no change in our plans, no wavering in our destination.

If anyone tries to stop us, we will crush their bones along with the bunker. "

As if he could see the endless enemies in the distance, Huai Shi declared softly: "If hell wants to be our enemy, then we will fight with hell until death -"

No one spoke.

Only four palms were raised, quietly agreeing.

From the moment they left the current situation, no, as early as they accepted this mission, they never thought about such a thing as a way out.

Either it is done and the afterglow of the past is regained, or it dies without a burial place and is quietly annihilated in a corner.

No matter which result awaits him in the future, Huai Shi will be happy with it.

"That's my answer to you, Mr. Oldham."

Huaishi said to Snail: "Next, it's your turn to fulfill your responsibilities. I hope we can all live up to our mission."

"Of course! Of course!"

The water-embroidered snail danced its tentacles ecstatically, not caring at all about the ridicule in Huai Shi's words, but became more and more excited, "I really did not misjudge you, Mr. Huai Shi! I can be sure that you are definitely one of the pillars of the pedigree of the Kingdom of Heaven." talent!"

Huai Shi was amused, "Is being good at seeking death considered a pillar?"

"I don't know about other genealogies, but in the heavenly genealogy, isn't this a great advantage?"

From Odum's point of view, Huai Shi's style in the Utopia is definitely the direct lineage among the direct lineages. The iron rod among the iron rods may be even more upright than Russell's rod!

Isn't that what those guys who fought into the abyss looked like back then?

As long as you can't do it to death, just do it to death!

We go to war with an enemy that is dozens of times our own without even batting an eyelid. The graves of rulers are dug up at will, and the ruins from dozens of epochs ago are blown up at will. The guy who came to the door was pressed to the ground and rubbed.

Either you die, or you die, or you die!

He doesn't know how to compromise, avoid, or give in. He doesn't hesitate to create more hells in hell for the sake of his own kingdom of heaven.

Even the monsters began to wonder who the real monster was.

This is the so-called Utopia...

After so many years, Odum finally experienced this familiar feeling again, and almost burst into tears of excitement.

I am extremely grateful for my original decision and foresight.

Sure enough, no matter what boring things are, as long as they are related to the Utopia, they will instantly become full of fun!

And when he thought that he could sit in the VIP seat and witness everything, Odum was trembling with excitement, his appetite increased, and he even ate one or two more leaves.

The level of deliciousness has been greatly increased!

"Then, in compliance with the contract, I will wholeheartedly provide you with all the services I can." Odum waved his short tentacles, as if bending down to salute, and said to the distinguished guests: "Until the end of the mission or death comes until."

"There's no need to say anything boring."

Huai Shi asked bluntly, "Where are my enemies?"

"Based on the current situation, you will encounter the Legion of Elysium in about two days, no, one day. However, before that, in order to delay your advance, the closest corrupt sect has already mobilized the troops from nearby depths. Several legions have built brand new city gates at the important entrances and exits of the key hell."

Odum slowly swam on the table, and the heavy metals in his body left a mercury-like trail wherever he passed, outlining a specific depth distribution map.

The city gates that are constantly besieged by all sides are highlighted.

"If I guess correctly, they will delay you here at all costs, waiting for the arrival of the main force. When the time comes, they will capture you all."

"As for the closest..."

Its abstract expression became extremely subtle, and it stopped in front of a city gate on the map: "If you keep going at this speed, you will be able to see it in about half an hour."

"Then should I congratulate them?"

Huai Shi looked outside the bridge, at the dark storm that enveloped everything, full of expectation: "After all, the prey is already close in front of us."

In the violent storm, a high-pitched cry burst out.

In the terrifying wind composed of countless dust, sand and stone flakes, dozens of dazzling lights emerged. The dark sun ship propped up the deflection shield with all its strength, ran over the earth, and moved straight forward.

Tear apart the storm, break through the barriers, and no longer cover up any traces.

The surging source material fluctuations were like fission in a furnace, radiating out in all directions.

accelerate!

In the huge space below the deck, accompanied by the continuous sound of steel friction, the silent snakemen spread their arms, put on heavy armor with the assistance of mechanical arms, and pulled down their masks.

Behind the goggles, his eyes were cold and gloomy, with a hint of murderous intent.

All ready to go.

Compared to the silence here, there was a roar in the workshop behind them. Huge lizard beasts neighed and stepped onto the transmission pedal under the shaman's shouts, followed the track like an assembly line, and disappeared into the heavy doors and darkness.

The sharp sounds are endless.

Measuring, stamping, cutting, assembling, welding, loading and assembling... In just three minutes, their bodies were covered with heavy steel that was difficult for ordinary human bodies to bear.

Armed with heavy cannons of exaggerated size from the tail to the tips of the claws, and even on the back!

The armor made of cursed crystal alloy covers every inch of skin. The secret ritual from the original curse inspires the most violent beast nature, causing their mouths and noses to spray hot white mist, making them feel unprecedented hunger and excitement. , not afraid of trauma and death!

The shamans walked between the arrays, waving the poisonous branches in their hands, singing loudly in praise of the Eternal Circle, and spreading the nectar of blessings.

In just fifteen minutes, the solar ship, which was moving at full speed, had already crossed the hell in front of it and broke out of the eternal storm.

Amid the roar, the earth trembled.

At the city gate at the end of hell, the alarm bell had just sounded. On the bloody wall of bones, the sluggish hell creatures looked up and screamed.

The slave workers who were building the wall under whipping were stunned in place, not even noticing that the slings were loosened and the boulders were falling.

Soon, a horn sounded. The continuous flow of brilliance covered the city wall, causing the gloomy bone-white wall to glow with a brilliance that surpassed that of gold and iron.

Not only that, icy pillars of light rose from the ground, like cages, blocking the road in the sky.

When the boiling molten iron was poured on the huge door tens of meters high, the final path through here was completely sealed.

More boulders were piled up behind the door, desperately strengthening the turtle shell.

He didn't expect any achievements at all, and he didn't intend to achieve anything in the war. The Lord of the Group guarding here made the wisest decision the moment he saw the sun ship.

"Send the letter! Send the letter immediately!"

The ghoul warlord turned around and roared at the priest: "Tell them that the group of people in this situation are here!"

There is no need to fight, as long as you send a message, there will be six legions to support you at any time, and there will be rewards from the Holy Lord later...

Is there such a good thing in the world?

The warlord rubbed his hands in ecstasy: This vote made a lot of money!

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"This scale...is a bit of a disadvantage."

On the bow deck of the sun boat, Huai Shi looked into the distance, estimated the number of enemies in the city, and sighed with regret.

Not a good deal.

Behind him, the elder knelt down on one knee and solemnly swore: "Before sunset, I will capture this place for you!"

Huai Shi smiled and waved his hand slightly: "Don't be nervous, respected elder, the sun will not set from here today, just go ahead and do whatever you want."

"However, before that-"

He paused and said softly: "Let's light the sun first."

Along with his words, the solar ship roared, and huge power burst out from the furnace of the engine, pushing the steel structure to rotate slowly.

Sparks flew from the seams of steel.

On the hull of the ship, the cannon body, which was so huge that it made people feel numb, was slowly raised and aimed at the city gate in the distance.

Second level drive, source material filling.

The qualitative change process starts.

Then, with a thunderous heartbeat, Raymond opened his eyes, entangled with countless cables, and the same electric light as the gun barrel shot out from his eyes.

The main gun of the solar ship: Tears of Isis.

--emission!

Why do everyone have their manuscripts saved... Why... I can't be the only one running around naked... No way, no way...