Chapter 1518 Lights

What the hell? what happened? what happened?

When the sight of billowing black tides appeared on the screens of countless detective cameras, Yegor's bloodshot pupils felt increasingly dry.

Both in front of my eyes and in my heart, everything turned black.

Even if he was unable to visit the scene in person and feel the coming impact, he could still imagine the destruction and devastation that was about to take place based on the observed values ​​and emergency reports——

But why does it become like this?

Didn’t you say that the situation is stable? Aren't you still preparing for a counterattack? Were all the observation funds from Bronze Eye burned? Why didn’t the deep observation team send a warning in advance?

If roaring and shouting didn't help, he would have started banging the table furiously.

He just instinctively wanted to find a person responsible for everything that was going to happen.

Unfortunately, even he himself knew that this was just his desire to escape reality.

Before, a more powerful instinct had dominated him.

Like a stress response, the habit engraved in the bone marrow erased hesitation, panic and anxiety, causing his consciousness to be perfectly divided into two, with one part struggling and hesitating in anger and worry, while the other part dominated body.

To perform one’s duties.

Just as he should do now, he turned into a very efficient stamping machine without thinking, issuing new orders and instructions with the authority granted by this current situation.

From approving the temporary defense framework to be uploaded and carried in the Sea of ​​Silver, to changing the status of the border defense front, delegating authority to grant the frontline center maximum autonomy, issuing instructions for the highest level risk alerts, and through emergency recruitment for all Ascended Persons notify……

He doesn't need to think or make a decision.

The only thing you have to do is to confirm whether the application submitted by your subordinate is consistent with your memory, sign and authorize it, and be responsible for all the consequences it produces.

Just executing the plan is enough.

Even in the face of this terrifying impact that can endanger the current situation——

The bureau is a machine.

Machines are not shaken by accidents.

Even though it has been criticized countless times for proceduralism, rigidity and redundancy, as a container and carrier of order, this ugly appearance is the unavoidable price for realizing its own functions.

Only in this way can the discord and conflicts of all members be eliminated to the greatest extent, and they can be turned into the screws, springs and parts needed for this machine, and then consumed!

execute program.

Accepts the signal and outputs the result.

Indifferent and cruel operation, no matter what happens, it can definitely guarantee its own function until it goes down and completely collapses.

There are plans for all known disasters.

Everything that has ever happened has been analyzed and prepared.

Even the possibility of total collapse is taken into account.

One plan after another piles up like a mountain, and countless plans are like bricks, piled up to form the foundation of the current situation.

Now, the administration is functioning again.

The work that Yegor needs to do is only so simple.

In just three minutes, after all the documents were signed with almost inhuman efficiency, Yegor was already sweating profusely.

Leaning back in his chair, he resisted the urge to gasp.

Until now, he was finally able to transform from a machine into himself to deal with the worries and hesitations that had nowhere to go.

Perhaps, the only good thing in the misfortune was that some old guy who somehow sneaked into the conference room once again as an honorary representative did not come back to cause trouble for him.

From beginning to end, Russell was just silently drinking the free coffee from the bureau.

He stared at everything calmly without saying a word. He didn't say any unethical words like "everything is full of vitality" as usual.

If anything...his current mood is not at all better than Yegor's.

Under the guise of lies, the seemingly gentle and calm face was already livid, and the fingers holding the handle of the cup had blue veins popping out.

"You can really pick your time, you guys..."

He murmured softly, and a ferocious look appeared on that old face.

In the past, the Utopia and the Administration were both part of the Astronomical Society, and both prospered and suffered losses. Now that there were such terrifying risks on the battlefield, and besides, there were his own students on the front line, how could he not be worried?

That's weird.

None of the above thoughts had ever appeared in his thoughts.

Very regrettable.

Even if it is integrated with the governing bureau, the premise is that the Utopia takes the lead.

If we think about it in a darker way, if stabbing the Administration Bureau now can quickly rebuild the Utopia and restore it to its heyday, then he will definitely do it decisively without hesitation, and maybe even sprinkle a few hypocritical drops after the end. Tears to express condolences. Just like if Yegor had the opportunity to become the president of the Astronomical Society, he would definitely step on the Utopia below. This is the dark side of adults, who never waver in friendship.

As for the Original Sin Legion and Huai Shi...

He wasn't worried at all.

With the maneuverability of the solar ship, if you are still caught up while escaping, it will only prove that rotten wood cannot be carved, and you will die.

As for Huai Shi, even if he didn't mention the insurance he took, even if he was thrown into a lair in the abyss, this guy would still be able to live a good life using various weird methods beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding, and maybe he would be better off than he is now.

And he had never thought about whether this attack would have an impact on the current situation.

With the border defense front, so many authority and miraculous seals, the creator and grand master of the entire realm, all natural enemies, plus the three major blockades, according to his estimation, no matter how turbulent the abyss is, The turbid current is enough to withstand it.

On the contrary, the more critical the situation becomes, the more important this power from the lineage of the Kingdom of Heaven will be, and the greater the space for oneself to operate.

If it were anything like the past, he would definitely start to show off to everyone.

But the key is...

It's a matter of priority!

For Russell, obtaining the results of the war, the development of the genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven, and even the reconstruction of the Republic are issues that can be postponed. No matter how urgent the desire is, there is no rush.

Today, there is only one most important thing for the Ivory Tower!

That is the advancement of Huai Shi!

No matter how powerful they are, there is still a difference between the fourth level and the fifth level. A new fifth level is a vital matter for any lineage, and for the newly rebuilt Heavenly Kingdom lineage, it is even more of a top priority!

The rise and symbol of the new generation, the cohesion enhanced by the new core, the right to speak that can be obtained from the current situation, and even... the prerequisite for the transfer of power!

Even, taking this opportunity, according to Tong Ji's original idea, bypassing the restrictions of the current situation and the governing bureau, and directly becoming a natural enemy in the abyss...

Everything is ready, just waiting for the last moment.

All the premises are based on the condition of [Darkness of All Realms]!

The genealogy of the Kingdom of Heaven has already reached an agreement - to exchange absolute meritorious service for concessions from the governing bureau!

Unfortunately, this opportunity has been completely taken away by this turbid current.

Nowadays, the world is dark, but the light of reality still shines.

But next, after this impact, no matter how bad the situation will be, the current situation will definitely not leave any loopholes and opportunities for the abyss just because of one person's advancement. It is no longer possible to turn off the light of glory.

To fulfill this condition, there are only two possibilities left.

Either the war of all realms has been fought, and I have to pay more favors and costs, settle more troubles, and get more restrictions, in order to get the same result.

By then, even if there is an additional One Taiyi, it will still be within the scope of checks and balances.

Otherwise, the current situation has been destroyed...

By then, even if there is one more Taiyi, so what?

They have missed a crucial opportunity.

Because of this, he was furious, even more violent than Yegor, almost out of control——

But soon, he calmed down again.

After finishing the coffee, he put down the cup, nodded politely, stood up and walked out of the hall.

I walked through the staff who were running back and forth until I stopped in front of the window, staring at the dark night and the darkness that gradually engulfed the current situation after the night.

"Isaac, it's me."

He dialed the phone and said, "Sorry, I have bad news for you."

"When did you call me and it wasn't bad news?" the vice-principal asked, his voice slightly hoarse: "But since you called me, it proves that it is still within the scope of our solution?"

"maybe."

Russell sighed softly and made up his mind: "The situation has changed, and we must change the original plan. It must be faster, and faster."

"..."

After a brief silence, no questioning or angry shouts could be heard.

The office at the other end was still silent, only the sound of writing seemed to pause for a moment, and then the vice principal nodded: "I understand."

He said, "Leave it to me."

The phone hangs up.

The vice-principal put down his pen, stood up, picked up his coat on the hanger, held an umbrella, and walked into the huge workshop from the still time.

And above the sky, in the solidified thunderclouds, the torrential rain that had not yet had time to fall poured down.

The tremors from the earth are frozen in time.

Under Sharma's control, violent shocks and turmoil are vented from within in the form of thunder and storm, without affecting the stability and structure of the border itself.

Countless scholars were awakened by alarms in the middle of the night, and without even bothering to wash and dress, they threw themselves into urgent maintenance and reinforcement.

At this moment, outside the ivory tower, among the countless borders connected in series, a rushing light emerged, gathering under the impetus of the current situation.

Heading towards the rushing darkness.

Eastern Xia, Russian Federation, Rome, America, Tianzhu... Each lineage is frantically seizing the last time to strengthen its own territory.

Before that, all the defensive modular borders belonging to the Astronomical Society had collided with the turbidity current.

There was no earth-shattering roar or dazzling light.

All that can be seen is that the bubble-like borders burst into cracks under the impact of the turbid current, and then completely collapsed and dissolved...

Then, another layer of the border was propped up, and the same mistakes were repeated.

Even at the innermost level of the entire defensive front, the Ivory Tower was shrouded in unprecedented violent turmoil. Under the Creator's deliberate release of pressure, the insignificant buildings in the outer area collapsed and collapsed one by one.

Only all the laboratories and instruments were wrapped in heavy frames without any damage.

The sky is turbulent like an umbrella cover, and the earth is swaying like waves.

The entire border defense front began to undergo exaggerated deformations when covered by this mighty turbid current. Along with the intense changes in depth, layer after layer of defensive borders that were judged to be worthless were first thrown out and thrown into the turbid current. to mitigate slight impacts.

But in the end, everything collided.

Now, even the battlefield shrouded in the aftermath is still in turmoil. Unknown how many fragments of the border fell from the turbid current and hit the hell, changing the landscape again and creating a new round of changes.

Or, it hit the head of the Original Sin Legion directly.

It left deep gouges on the huge Iron Curtain.

Everything is buried in the fall, or it disappears into ashes and evaporates without a trace...

But under this sky covered by darkness, the burning iron mountain was still spitting out red flames, igniting another torch of light between the dark sky and earth!

Huai Shi spread her arms.

Yun Zhongjun's divinity was circulating in hell, opening a gap in the turbid current.

He closed his eyes and listened to the majestic and solemn melody when destruction came, and among the majestic symphony, the dissonances that rose up stubbornly, like himself...

Then, in the storm, on the distant earth, another point of light rose from the distance, as full as water, pure and agile.

Then, as if echoing their presence, another glimmer of light danced out from the top of the mountains in the north.

Another one, another one...

Until that little bit of light formed a faint sea of ​​stars in the darkness of destruction.

Even so shaky.

From long afternoons to late nights.

Time passes slowly.

When Russell was sitting in the rest area and saw the tired Yegor finally walking out of the hall, he waved and pointed to another cup of coffee next to him that had long since gone cold.

Yegor stood there, glanced at the old bastard, sighed, and finally walked over helplessly, sat next to him, picked up the cold coffee, and drank it in one gulp.

The bloodshot eyes became brighter and brighter.

"To be honest, sometimes I suspect that you are deliberately and slowly murdering me."

"Huh? How do you know it's not true?"

Russell smiled indifferently: "Since you can come out to use the toilet, does it mean that the matter is over for the time being?"

"..."

Yegor thought for a moment and looked bitter: "It can be said that it has been calmed down, but the remaining disasters are not over yet."

Recalling the darkness on the screen that has surrounded the current situation.

Together with the entire depth zone and the current situation, it is completely covered.

Can't be driven away.

"Have the specific analysis results come out?"

Russell asked.

Yegor took out the tablet directly and opened the page for him to read.

Russell, on the other hand, looked at the screen and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"You don't even hesitate to destroy the cycle of the abyss and use the entire abyss as your own weapon? What a generous act..."

Even if it was Loki, he couldn't help but feel emotional when faced with such a handiwork.

It has completely blurred the boundary between wisdom and madness, turned the so-called strategy into chaos, and dragged everyone into the quagmire wantonly.

Both the enemy and ourselves are injured.

In the final analysis, what is impacting and entangled in the current situation is not an extremely sophisticated attack in itself, but a massive amount of disaster accumulated at the bottom of the abyss.

It's like the current situation is suddenly thrown into the deep sea.

A large number of borders were destroyed, and the depth of the area around the current border was rapidly increased to suppress the outward extending Great Mystery.

But similarly, the duration of deep tides has also been greatly overdrawn.

There are not many opportunities left for the current situation.

But the time left for the abyss has also become extremely short.

While giving advantages to both sides, it also gives both sides absolute disadvantages. Push both sides to the edge of the cliff at the same time, forcing both sides to fight...

On the so-called fair stage, you and I fight to the death.

Who else but the flute player could be so insane?

"What's the status of the Border Defense Front?" Russell asked.

Yegor rubbed his face: "The defense line is still there, with 37% damage..."

For a moment, Russell was slightly stunned.

Even compared with 100%, 37% seems to be an acceptable number, but this number is already stuck on the edge of the defense line's survival.

Once the number of existing borders falls below 60%, there will inevitably be loopholes and gaps in the defense surrounding the current border.

In a short period of time, unless the current situation is damaged, there will be no more substitutes at the border. And those that were destroyed immediately in the impact of the turbid current were all worthless or slightly valuable borders.

In other words, every subsequent damage and collapse of the border will bring huge heart-stopping losses... not to mention, his own nest is still inside!

I have to mention that the flute player was very ruthless.

In the entire War of Realms, there were only two incidents in which he was obviously involved, including the previous regeneration plan. But every time it touches the crux of the situation.

But this time, it not only caused tragic damage to the border defense front, but also rapidly soared to the huge depth of the Blight Zone, which will also cause irreparable negative effects to the current combatants.

You must know that the vast majority of legion members are ordinary people without souls. They have no resistance at all when faced with deep erosion.

The current situation is not unprepared for this, whether it is the previously hidden standard soul of the Iron Legion and the research of the Iron Legion, or the reserves of the Technology Department, or even the blockade technology in the Survival Institute...

Even before this, the Cast Iron Legion had begun to install armor equipped with new deep isolation modules on a large scale, but it was still less than one-third.

But everything takes time.

Crucial time.

Before this happens, there will be a fatal shortage of manpower.

Moreover, the biggest problem in the current situation is not the lack of strength, but the price behind the limitation of strength.

Whether it is many authoritative relics, forbidden weapons, or even weapons made with destructive elements. But in addition to its terrifying destructive power, the degree of distortion it brings will also make the current situation unbearable... Every increase in distortion will make the current situation evolve into hell.

Now, on the edge of this dilemma, all the commanding bureau can do is bloodletting.

If one finger is broken, ten fingers will be injured?

Both sides are bitter pills, you can only choose the less bitter one to swallow.

Russell sighed silently and finally asked:

"What about the legion's losses?"

"It's still within the acceptable range. After all, the battlefield is not the main attack area of ​​Zhuoliu... but the situation next may not be too good.

No matter whether it is Subjugation or Thunder Sea, they will not miss such a precious opportunity and have detected signs of a large-scale attack.

Just now, the five major lineages have been approved and war mobilization has begun..."

Yegor paused slightly, looked at the man beside him, and told him: "You are right, Russell. In a short while, there will be a decisive battle."

"..."

He gave such a frank and unreserved answer, without showing any signs of being defensive in the past, and even said the conclusion of a decisive battle himself.

Suddenly, Russell couldn't help but be slightly startled.

"Why are you so generous this time?"

He glanced at Yegor and said jokingly: "As expected of the person who will be the chief next...it's really scary to talk."

"Will you give up if I'm stingy?"

Yegor leaned back on his chair and laughed at himself: "Russell, I don't know what you are thinking about, but there should still be this kind of trust between us, right?

Regardless of whether it is the Administration or the Utopia, when facing the abyss, we are always in the same camp. "

"This is too much of a command."

Russell laughed: "Have you already started to prepare to draw the line between allies and enemies before taking office, 'Director' Yegor? Then should I just bow down to you?"

"I'm just thankful you didn't poison the coffee."

Yegor rolled his eyes, looked at the empty coffee cup, and murmured softly: "We have known each other for so many years... I always feel that I may understand you, Russell, even if this is probably an illusion.

But you should know me well - I won't lie about this kind of thing. "

"So if you really want to do something, hurry up."

"This is the last chance," he said.

Ignoring the confidentiality regulations and trusting such important information to an outsider with a heavenly pedigree, Russell could not help but remain silent as the biggest beneficiary.

"What is this?"

He sighed: "Inside information from an old friend?"

Yegor thought for a moment and smiled slightly: "Let's just think of it as... mutual sympathy between ambitious people who are in the same category."

"That's not bad."

Russell nodded slightly and said no more.

In silence, they looked out the window at the square in the night, enjoying the final silence before the rush.

Just like a friend.

Perhaps in the long time since they met, this was the time when they were most like friends.

Even though they themselves already know their differences about the future...