Chapter 505 Voting

In the 12th hour after the gravity funnel appeared, a group of 3,521 monsters arrived at the west bank of the Tsushima Strait.

Along the way, these monsters created countless tragedies.

All buildings above five floors were either smashed to pieces by power monsters or shattered into countless pieces under the spells of magic monsters.

People who did not live in buildings could not escape the poisonous hands.

When each monster walked in a densely populated area, it would release a large amount of carbon dioxide from its body, covering a radius of about 2-3 kilometers.

As long as humans were covered in the range, they would soon die of carbon dioxide poisoning in just a few tens of seconds due to the soaring concentration of carbon dioxide around them.

The group of monsters went all the way south, passing through Kyoto, Nagoya, Nara, Kobe, Okayama, and Hiroshima, all of which were large cities with dense neon populations.

Almost every city was destroyed by the group of monsters, and it was destroyed everywhere. I don’t know how many people died.

Su Yu received an estimate from the relevant departments that about 6 million to 8 million Japanese people would die in this catastrophe.

Faced with such a tragic number of casualties, even the Chinese, who have a blood feud with Japan, found it difficult to applaud, and expressed their condolences to the Japanese people on the Internet.

In these 10 hours that seemed like the end of the world, no international army dared to land on Neon Island for rescue.

The flying monsters made by the Skrulls were so powerful that China, Rakshasa, and Goryeo sent nearly 40,000 drones to Neon Island, nearly half of which were shot down by flying monsters, and all the aircraft of the Neon Self-Defense Force were destroyed by monsters without exception.

Rescue could not reach the mainland of Japan, and the pilots could only watch the Neon people face this catastrophe.

This catastrophe also attracted great attention internationally.

The media rushed to report it, and the headlines of major media were all about this. People from all over the world turned their attention to Neon Island.

Except for some surrenderists who gloated over the misfortune, people from all over the world felt fear, anxiety and shock.

Millions of Japanese died in this catastrophe. Will it be the turn of other countries in the future? When the final battle comes, how many humans will die after the Skrulls show their strongest form? Also, can people really wait for the day of victory?

A lot of pessimism spread on the Internet, infecting everyone on the Internet.

Some pessimists even had a mental breakdown and took sleeping pills to choose to leave this world forever.

Su Yu and others had no time to be pessimistic, because the monster group was about to arrive, and they had to fight the monsters hard.

On Tsushima Island now, Su Yu, Senior Yang, Emperor Taizong and other great monks were suspended in the sky, facing the other side of the southeast strait.

In the open space on the island, Zhong Feng stood on the back of a frost dragon with a serious face, thinking about what tactics to adopt later.

As for the players on the island, they are now queuing up to get on the helicopter and prepare to go to the base in Seoul behind.

Su Yu took out his phone and looked at the message sent by Political Commissar Zhang, then turned to look at all the great monks in the Spiritual Severing Stage:

"Seniors, according to the news from Political Commissar Zhang, the monster group has arrived in Fukuoka Prefecture opposite, and there are only the last 100 kilometers left for us. We must be prepared."

The great monks did not answer, but they all looked serious.

One of the Taoist seniors, who was wearing a black and white Taoist robe and had a pair of yin and yang fish tattooed on his chest, suddenly spoke:

"Friend Su, the monster group has not yet entered the sea. Should we take advantage of the moment when they have just entered the sea to launch a wave of "attack them halfway across the sea", relying on our mobility and strength to get some benefits first, and then escape with one strike?"

Su Yu's heart moved, this is a good idea!

But he would not make a decision on his own in front of all the great monks. He said respectfully: "What do you think, seniors?"

"I think it's better to be safe." Senior Zuo Ci said: "After the monster swims over and consumes a lot of physical strength, we can rest and rely on the plants below to fight a positional war. There is no need to take such risks."

"Then how about this." Emperor Wu of Han stood up: "There are 21 of us in total, plus friends Su Yu and Zhong Feng, there are 23 people in total. Let's vote by raising our hands, and the minority obeys the majority."

"Good." The great monks agreed at the same time.

But at this time, Chen Xing, who was standing on Su Yu's shoulder and playing with her mobile phone, was unhappy. She raised her head from the screen: "Hey, big bearded man! Didn't you count me?"

In fact, Chen Xing was not unhappy because Emperor Wu of Han didn't count her. She actually wanted to help Su Yu cast one more vote. In such a small-scale vote of more than 20 people, every vote is important.

Emperor Liu Che was stunned.

But he soon laughed and said, "Okay, then you'll be one more. If the number of people who agree and disagree is the same, then it's up to Su Yu to decide."

Next, the great monks held a small vote.

According to statistics, there were 8 great monks who supported taking the initiative, 10 who supported staying and fighting a positional war, and the remaining 6 who thought both were OK did not vote.

In the end, the positional war faction won by a narrow margin of two votes.

It is worth mentioning that Su Yu originally wanted to take the initiative. But thinking that he still had some preparations before the war, he chose to hold his ground after communicating with Chen Xing, which changed the voting results to a certain extent.

After the vote, the great monks said nothing more, rested on the spot, and prepared for the final decisive battle.

Su Yu flew to Zhong Feng and said to him: "Take your holy angels and let's go pick [Cherry Bombs]."

"[Cherry Bomb]?"

"right."

Su Yu and Zhong Feng brought 500 holy angels to the planting area in the northern part of Tsushima Island.

Now the [Cherry Bomb] is fully mature and hanging on the branches with bright colors.

Su Yu asked the Holy Angels to collect [Cherry Bombs], and at the same time explained to Zhong Feng:

"These [Cherry Bombs] are very powerful, enough to injure fourth-level practitioners, and the most important thing is that they cause magic damage. Although the monsters created by the Skrulls have strong physical defenses, I just killed 6 Only, those 6 have zero magic resistance.”

"When the war starts, you can find an opportunity to let the Holy Angels throw the [Cherry Bomb] at the monster with the lowest magic resistance. It should be able to cause a lot of damage."

"So that's it, okay, I'll pay attention." Zhong Feng understood.

As a fifth-level unit, almost everyone of the Holy Angels has a small storage space hidden in the center of their wings. The angels picked fifty or sixty ripe [Cherry Bombs] and stuffed them into the storage space, almost filling the space.

After the angels were almost dressed, Zhong Feng suddenly thought of something: "Su Yu, the shadow ghosts also have storage space, why don't they also be decorated with [Cherry Bombs]?"

"No, no." Su Yu smiled and shook his head: "As for the Shadow Ghost, we can decorate it with plants that are more suitable for them."