Chapter 372 Countdown
The second dead Diamond Panther.
Although he often quarrels with the guy from Blue Bird, they actually have a very good relationship. They have been traveling together since they came here. In order to save Blue Bird, that guy fought against five people without thinking about his own life. After bringing Blue Bird back, he was already dying. , couldn't hold on for long.
Finally, Huai Shi came back again.
This is part of his mission. Among all people, only he has the highest abyss resistance. According to calculations, he can still live well even if everyone turns into a corrosive species.
Besides, the craftsmanship is pretty good.
Only he can do this kind of work.
The third person to die was a guy who usually said very little. The huge bat flew on the central engine block and blocked the second wave of attacks. When he was rescued, his whole body was almost incinerated. .
Then, Huaishi was finally able to say goodbye to this uncomfortable task.
Although the war is not over, the situation is already under control.
Nine hours later.
"Border satellites have finally detected the edge of the gray tide."
The fox, whose body was covered in sticky blood, made a voice on the channel: "Everyone, get ready and say goodbye to this damn war."
Even though the gray tide outside had broken through the city's defenses several times, and everyone on the giant beasts was injured, and the situation was unprecedentedly dangerous, the fox's tone remained calm.
The news is quite exciting.
When the endless gray tide finally glimpsed the edge, the fatigue that seemed to have to fight until the end disappeared. Even if the situation was dire, at least the enemy could be killed as long as they worked harder.
In fact, there is no need for them to continue their efforts at all.
When the central control room determines that most of the gray tide has entered the effective killing distance, and this war has attracted all enemies, the war can be declared over.
Now, it's just a countdown.
When it comes to purely destructive power, the evolutionary group that has entered the later stage is not inferior to any giant beast, and has even far surpassed it under the influence of thousands of years of knowledge in the current situation.
As early as a hundred years ago, the nuclear weapons stockpiled by mankind were enough to overturn the entire current situation. A hundred years have passed, although the times have changed as if the world has changed, but sadly, mankind is still not dead. change.
As several flight formations took off from the rising runway, breaking through the obstruction of the flock of eroding birds, and flying into the distance, everyone couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.
What follows is lackluster.
It's nothing more than continuing to defend and wait.
Waiting for the seventeen heavy-mass generators that can cover tens of millions of miles of gray tide to be in place.
Along with the countdown in the central control room, three hours passed by in a flash.
The fox threw himself into the chair, holding the homemade flue-cured tobacco pipe in his mouth, and took a deep puff, unable to conceal his exhaustion.
"Do you know what I'm most fortunate about right now?"
He looked around, scrutinizing his colleagues during the last half-minute countdown: "Thankfully the world is leaking!"
There was a sound of laughter, and everyone stared at the countdown intently, chanting in unison with anticipation as if celebrating the New Year.
"Ten! Nine! Eight..."
Amidst the roar, the metal city was shaken again. The buffer layer was blasted and demolished in an instant, and was replaced by thousands of huge steel columns like bolts that were rammed downwards, brutally crushing the entire city and the underground fortifications that had been poured long ago. Steel-concrete structures are connected together.
It was as if a nail had been driven into this stable formation.
"Seven! Six! Five..."
"Everyone!"
In the sky, the phoenix suddenly flapped its wings, once again triggering a terrifying flame that swept hundreds of miles, instantly clearing away all the gray tides around the city. Then it swooped down and roared on the public channel: "——Impact Prevention Preparation. !”
Needless to say, before the countdown started, all the giant beasts ran to Huai Shi's back one by one, letting the layers of sadness tie themselves up like rice dumplings, with tears streaming down their faces. , but he couldn't come down, and he didn't even try to struggle, and he kept telling him: "Tie two more circles, old man, more..."
"You're crying like this and you still want it?"
"What's wrong with my emotional richness!"
"Okay, okay, okay."
Huai Shi followed the good example, fearing that the dog would be dissatisfied, so he rubbed a ball and stuffed it into its mouth. Seeing the excitement on its face, it must be very happy.
Then, Huai Shi lay down in the hole he had just made.
He also worked hard to drill down a little, and quickly dug out the soil with his two front paws, like an excavator, and instantly dug out a hole big enough to bury half of himself. He got in and lay down, unable to move until he was beaten to death.
As for the gray tide excitedly rushing towards the metal city, they didn't bother to pay attention at all.
And the countdown finally came to an end.
"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
As the earth suddenly shook, the world fell silent.
It was as if someone from far away opened a bottle of champagne, pulled out the cork neatly, and made a popping sound.
Immediately afterwards, a trembling sense of crisis emerged from the consciousness of every giant beast.
He dug deep into the soil, but heard the cry of the earth.
The earth's crust is shaking, roaring, roaring, and falling apart... Terrifying heat spurts out from the mantle along with unprecedented geological movements. In an instant, the entire world is illuminated by the remaining lava, a blood-red glow.
The blood-red flames were flowing towards the distance.
It's like being pulled by invisible hands.
At first it was a gentle breeze, which was difficult to detect, and then it turned into a howling wind, rushing towards the distance. The last remaining thin air was ruthlessly swept away.
It was accompanied by countless screaming and screaming gray waves on the earth.
The world is in violent turmoil.
Everything between heaven and earth was thrown into a small box, and then put into the drum of the washing machine, spinning and shaking wildly.
Everything is in turmoil.
Even though they were separated by layers of mountains, the giant beast next to Huai Shi screamed in horror: "You should stand still, don't lean over there, you will squeeze me to death..."
"not me!"
Huai Shi buried her head in the soil in horror: "There is something sucking me over there..."
Everything in this world is flowing in all directions.
The earth suddenly tensed up for a moment, like a stretched blanket, and then fell apart amidst the wails of countless earth and rocks falling apart.
If you look down from the sky, you will definitely be able to see the tragic scene of this endless land being cracked and covered with lava, right?
If this place was set as a planet, then the planet would definitely explode at this moment.
Surrounded by those seventeen small black dots.
With the activation of the heavy mass generator, seventeen gravitational poles were instantly formed under the irrigation of huge energy, and laws that were taboo even in physics were activated here.
Rather than saying it is a law, it is better to say... it is a vicious BUG.
In the Great Mystery of Zarathustra, countless laws are difficult to cover and dissolve, and can only forcibly block and refuse to enable branching possibilities.
Just like a skyscraper will have some small flaws, in some cases, when the numerous laws of physics collide, some situations will occur that even the creator has never imagined.
Among these many situations, if the prerequisites are met, it will lead to the birth of a tiny singularity that is infinitely small, infinitely massive, infinitely gravitational, and capable of distorting even space and time.
In other words, a black hole.
Now, seventeen celestial bodies that only existed in popular science literature were instantly born on this land, showing their violent majesty.
With just a few snaps of his fingers, one-tenth of the world was violently hollowed out. From the center, if you look down, you can see through the thick bottom layer the abyss of void at the bottom.
At this moment, this world is being ravaged.
Together with all the erosion species.
The moment the heavy mass generator was activated, more than two-thirds of the erosion species were involved, crushed into pieces, and disappeared.
The remaining erosion species were wailing and running away.
Finally, under the terrifying pull of gravity, he was submerged into the eternal darkness.
Three seconds.
After three seconds that were comparable to destruction itself, the entire world was reduced to ruins. The apocalyptic world has completely ushered in the real apocalypse under its ravages.
And thankfully, the dead world cannot kill another one.
Broken jars are nothing more than recycling waste.
Even so, the entire metal city was pulled out of the ground for dozens of meters along with the heavy underground fortifications below.
If its own mass was not too huge, I am afraid it would have been lifted into the sky by now.
If you are unlucky and fall into the gravitational field, you will be torn to pieces in an instant.
There is no way to defend against it.
No way to defend.
This is the most terrifying place in Zarathustra. Even if there are countless terrifying existences in the endless depths of hell, as long as the three secret rituals are still there, those unimaginable horrors will never be willing to enter the present. territory.
The value of creators lies in construction and protection, but more often than not, once the power they bring is applied to killing, no sublime one can match it.
Even for the general who once had the best chance of getting close to his natural enemy, a punch with all his strength would be comparable to a nuclear explosion. But are nuclear explosions so rare nowadays? It can be achieved by finding a garage, stealing some uranium ore, and finally bringing an ordinary professor who is not afraid of death.
Although the effect is incomparable, and it's not easy either...how come this kind of thing that can be mass-produced and increased in production is not as effective as a lunatic who doesn't listen to the propaganda?
No matter how powerful the Quan Angel fighter jets are, the resources spent on cultivating one Quan Angel are enough to buy a fighter jet formation. After all, behind every high-level ascendant is the appearance of one or even several filled treasury being burned down.
It's really not cost-effective.
It's a pity that the current formation is probably the last for the Eternal Titan Empire.
After all, this is not the current situation. After leaving the city, all laws will become invalid. The alchemy that keeps the heavy mass generator working is something that only Hydra can do.
Not the cities that needed to be rebuilt, nor the hundreds of thousands of victims and other dead beasts, nor the harsher environment.
This was their heaviest loss this time.
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