Chapter 1055 Traces of the Past

"Storm?"

Huai Shi looked away from the depth chart, as if she had heard a joke: "A heavy rain like this? Do I need to buy an umbrella?"

"This is just the beginning."

Oldham said: “More people and more people holding chips have not yet entered the market…and don’t forget, compared with the truly magnificent casinos now, ours here may be just a slot machine.

Heavyweight gamblers are not interested in such small fights. The battle of the worlds is the stage they are looking forward to. "

Huai Shi was curious: "If it's just these things, what kind of storm can it be?"

"If I remember correctly, you seem to be only at the third level? Can all the current third levels be like you?" Oldham said, "Even if they are rulers with authority, there are differences between them. It’s divided.”

"Oh, I understand this. There are big bosses like the King of Blight, and there are rotten dreams!"

Huai Shi suddenly understood, "Speaking of which, who is the host of the banquet?

"Not many people know the details of the new ruler who has emerged in the past hundred years. Due to time constraints, he has not been able to make a difference in the Dark Abyss. However, his authority - the eternal carnival feast, should be unlimited. The power to be close to demonic desire.

He is the seed of the abyss hatched by Bo Xun himself. He is known as Bo Xun's young son and his beloved embryo... Although his sphere of influence is narrow, he has many good things on hand given by Bo Xun. "

At this point, it paused subtly for a moment and seemed to be looking somewhere else: "Oh, it seems that he was quite stimulated by you and just smashed a lot of things."

"He has a bad temper, how can it be my fault?"

Huai Shi didn't care: "Where did you just say?"

"ruler."

Oldham said, "Sometimes, the existence of the ruler represents the group itself, but there must also be the existence of brothers. Just like the elder who serves you, the crown-bearers under the ruler are An extension of their will... Likewise, sometimes a limb is only as strong as the master it serves.

Some people are crown wearers because they are not strong enough. And some people are crown-wearers because their bosses are too powerful... Not only are there differences between rulers, but even among crown-wearers, there may be a huge difference in the strength of each other. "

At this point, Oldham sighed helplessly: "You see, a useless snack like me, even the leader of a large group, cannot even defeat a kobold. It is really a shame for the creatures of hell."

"Is that so?" Huai Shi was slightly surprised.

"Yeah yeah."

Oldham nodded seriously, his abstract expression extremely sincere and without any hypocrisy. The image vividly conveys the subtext that I am a useless person.

Even Huai Shi didn't believe a word of it.

"In short, after days of struggle, your deeds have been successfully spread throughout the abyss. From the subjugation of the country to the paradise of paradise, your notoriety is known to everyone.

However, although it has shocked many miscellaneous fish, it is bound to trigger a backlash.

Even if in a short period of time, the rulers on the surface are busy concentrating on the war of the worlds and have no time to pay attention to ants like us, they will definitely make arrangements. "

Odem looked deeper into the abyss: "For example, just now, under the order of the master of the banquet, the Corrupt Order sent out their tragic champion, who was the Lord of the Group blessed by Bo Xun. , the champion king who tortured the Knights...

Even if he alone is enough to determine the outcome of a hell war, I hope you will not confuse his existence with those miscellaneous fish.

Likewise, a Blessed One from Elysium, leading an entire army of hunting angels, has definitely set his sights on you. That was a fork that the rancher was quite fond of...

And, it seems that two twin giants from the Thunder Sea also regard you as the next target of their skull-hunting tour.

At the same time, Golden Dawn seems to have made some adjustments, but their current focus should be on the construction of Hell's Ladder and not get too involved.

In the short term, they may choose to watch cautiously out of fear of Russell. But you know...if there is a chance, they will definitely not mind earning some interest from you. "

"It sounds like the situation is really bad."

Huai Shi lamented, "What could be worse?"

"sure."

Oldham knew everything and said: "The closest thing now is probably the Solidifier organization that was almost extinct under the pursuit of the Kingdom of Heaven genealogy - the Sons of Doom.

They hired an entire Black Death Army and were about to reach a depth. In addition, there is another workshop owner who has started a rapid rise with his own factory.

And, as you expected...your jester friend has not given up, and is still running between the abyss, trying to connect more people to completely destroy your existence. "

At this point, Oldham asked curiously: "What exactly did you do to him? What caused him to be so... emmm, persistent?"

"It's nothing. He just followed others and demolished his home, destroyed the plan that his family had prepared for hundreds of years, destroyed the only result, and seemed to have killed his only friend by the way?"

Huai Shi thought for a moment and answered with some uncertainty: "Apart from that, there should be nothing else, right?"

"...I think there may be no need for anything else."

Snail was silent for a long time, and sighed with admiration: "I always thought that you inherited the fine traditions of the Kingdom of Heaven genealogy, but I didn't expect that the waves behind you in the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. You are so young, and you are already ahead of others. It is really amazing!"

"Are you praising me?" Huai Shi wondered.

"Of course." Oldham said sincerely: "According to the current situation: it is really terrifying, maybe he has the qualifications of the president!"

"..."

Huai Shi was speechless, and really didn't know what to say.

The reality is tragic enough.

I really wasn't in the mood to joke anymore.

In this way, time passes.

A few hours later, Huaishi felt that the solar boat suddenly stagnated.

Stop on its own.

"What's wrong?"

Huai Shi looked at the screen and frowned: "Are there any enemies?"

But during the detection of the screen, there was nothing in the outside world, only a misty white mist, like a gauze, covering everything.

There was dead silence.

Everything seems to be sleeping in a tomb.

"Not an enemy."

Anton looked up and stared at the faint outline in the mist. There was no change in expression on the old face, but his palms were pressed so hard on the table, as if he was trying to grab something. Same as holding tight.

After a long time, he finally relaxed.

He said, "We're here."

The only path they must pass before heading to the outpost is also the key to obtaining supplies and supplies.

——Depth 51, a transfer station that has been abandoned for decades, the third communication center of Samara.

In the earliest times, this was a sentry post established by the Russian Alliance Genealogy.

The knights who participated in the Holy Eastern Crusade killed all the way here, temporarily repaired it, left a solid fortress, built a simple church in hell, and buried their fallen companions.

After bidding farewell to the deceased, the knights who never returned went to the deeper parts of hell, never to be heard from again.

But its location was recorded through the resonance of the church and remains in the depth map of the Russian Federation. Later, after the Utopia began its hell development plan, the Russian Alliance Lineage provided everything it could, including its location.

The successors re-established their roots here, built walls and camps, and named it after the Russian city. After more than forty years of development, they gradually turned this place into one of the once important transit stations and hubs. .

There are dozens of different hell paths connected by resonances between lighthouses, forming established tracks and flight schedules.

It is precisely because of its existence that it supports the Ascended Ones to explore the Withering Zone and even head towards the Dark Abyss Zone...

At its peak, there were hundreds of Ascended Ones, six laboratories, dozens of scholars, and alchemists from all over the place.

When Huaishi and the others arrived, it had been silent in this mist for decades, and no visitors had come.

Originally, according to Huai Shi's best fantasy, there might still be people here who would continue to hold on. After all, there is food, weapons, and reserves here, enough to support them for a hundred years.

When outsiders approached, they issued a warning and told these guys that this is the territory of the Utopia. You bastards had better go back and forth wherever you go, otherwise I will open fire.

And after their identity is revealed, the old people may cry excitedly, curse, bring out their collection of fine wine, get hungover, and ask why they came here now.

In this way, Huai Shi can tell them: Today is different from the past, and now, everything will once again usher in a new turn.

It's a pity that even when they came in front of them, there was still no sound here.

Devastated everywhere.

Under the light source emitted by the solar ship, the thin dense fog tore apart, revealing the ruins of the past, as well as ruins covered with moss and dust.

It's like being hit by a storm.

Traces of the war still remain here.

Those walls that have not collapsed still show signs of damage. Overheated and twisted machine guns and unused bullets were abandoned on the base of the courtyard. The completely destroyed defense system had long been buried in the dust.

More, there are torn claw marks.

Huge claw marks were all over most places. The ferocious beasts galloped past here and completely destroyed the precarious defense line.

The voices that once screamed and roared seemed to be engraved in the air, as if you could listen to them again just by closing your eyes.

But in the end, nothing was left.

All gone.

"They're all gone."

Anton stood in front of the incomplete ruins, sighed, and took off his helmet, revealing his white hair.

Huaishi subconsciously stretched out her hand to stop him, but the old man waved his hand nonchalantly.

"It doesn't matter. I just checked and the laws here are still operating normally. Besides, the air index is also normal, so there will be no problem."

"Caution comes first."

Huai Shi reminded, standing beside him, casting the shadow of Guixu under his feet.

"It doesn't matter."

Anton was silent for a moment and said softly: "I just...want to see it again."

The old man pushed open the broken door.

Go inside.