Chapter 889: The Roar of the War Machine

Time is like an arrow, and three months have passed in a blink of an eye. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The magnificent year of 2010 is about to come to an end, because of the haze of war, and the vigorous and chaotic situation, at this time also calmed down.

Everything has settled, everything has been regularized, the intense and orderly preparations for war have been in full swing, the whole earth plus Nia has been unified into a sophisticated machine, and every person is one of the cogs, and every effort, every progress, and every completion according to the predetermined steps have added important chips to the victory or defeat of the war.

However, these three months of isolation have approached the limit for Wu Chen, for Nia, and for Nia, a universe-like universe and a small world!

Lacking the influx of mystical elements and mystical rules, and the inability to draw from the turbulence of time and space to neutralize the rules of the earth, Nia has inevitably begun to move closer to the earth.

The proportion of the Earth's cosmic rules is quietly increasing, and this trend has become faster and faster, showing a shocking acceleration.

Although it is still in the stage of quantitative change, the moment of qualitative change is not far away if the reinvention continues to accumulate like this.

The current calm is just Wu Chen's support, how long such support can last, even Wu Chen himself doesn't know, the only thing that can be determined is that the longer the time drags on, the greater the danger of qualitative change, maybe at a certain moment, without warning, everything will be irreplaceable.

Open up the way of life, open up the way of life, open up the way of life......

Such a request was extremely urgent, but Wu Chen did not give the order to attack impatiently, but bought these three months for everyone as much as possible.

And now, the preliminary preparations and run-in work are nearing the end, and the Chaos Angel Yuga, who is high in the command platform, has awakened at a certain moment.

As his eyes opened, the huge general command center contained thousands of directions, departments, and headquarters......

The brains of Earth and Nia are located here, where the total control hub is located, and the metal intelligent life that has been named "Galaxy" is the core of the intelligent supercomputer, and it is easy to integrate all these units and provide them to the decision-makers in front of Yuga.

There was no sound, everyone was solemn, and the big progress bar on the command terminal and platform in front of everyone had reached 100%, and the flashing hints reflected everyone's faces, all of which looked a little gloomy.

"In accordance with Your Majesty's will, and in the exercise of the authority bestowed upon you by Your Majesty, I, Yuga, the Seraphim of Chaos, join you in this sacred mission!"

"I can't wait!"

"What is supposed to come is always coming, and it is not diverted by our will, whether it is war or peace, it is based on our self-improvement and unyieldingness, humble prayers, only slavery, only killing, only suffering, only humiliation, only fighting, into the heart of the enemy, making them suffer, making them wail, making them afraid, making them repent...... Only in this way will peace, happiness and prosperity belong to us!"

"We know very well that we have long been inseparable from the enemies incarnated by invaders, barbarians, and jackals!"

"O sentient beings, listen, the machine of war has begun to roar, sentient beings, you see, our strength is incomparably great, sentient beings, you need not hesitate, do not fear, under the glory of Your Majesty, under the power of the unity of all mankind, any enemy will be crushed, crushed!"

"Smash, smash!!"

"Use all our strength, use all our efforts, no one can be an exception, no one can escape, this is a competition for the survival of the race, the survival of the universe, now I order!"

"Yes, Lord Yuga, the Seraphim of Chaos!"

"Mobilization is on!"

"Turn on!"

With this order, the incomparably huge and vast war machine began to run violently, and from this general command center, hundreds of thousands of commands transmitted at the speed of light were issued in a second, densely distributed on Earth, Mars, Pluto, Nia, various subordinate god planets, etc., and the combined parts of each node began to operate according to the rehearsal steps!

In an instant, two worlds, two universes were activated, and the manners of hundreds of millions of people, countless factories, countless armies, countless people and materials, began to be in place and began to gather!

In such a large and meticulous mobilization and preparation, no one can be an exception, yes, no one.

The cold wind of the early morning swept the remnants of snow on the ground, and the wisps blew into the air, and the town under the frost and fog was hazy.

There are no towering buildings here, nor is there any dazzling modernity, at a glance, in a trance, I thought I had returned to the past, back to a few years ago, back to the past that I can't go back to.

Red bricks and green tiles, paths, trees, a small river zigzag through the town, and four quaint stone bridges connect the east and west parts of the town.

I don't know which one was the first to push open the creaky door, and soon the town awoke from its absolute silence.

Human voices and figures, shrouded in frost and mist, were faint and hazy......

In just five minutes or so, smoke rises from the red brick and green tile houses, and the faint aroma of food adds the final touch to this poetic picture, so that the town comes to life, as if it has entered reality from the illusion of the picture scroll.

However, a sudden rush of bells broke the poetic atmosphere, shattered the serenity, happiness and tranquility here, and as the bell of "bell, bell~~" rang and echoed, all other sounds stopped abruptly.

As soon as the smoke rose, it was extinguished, and before the frost and fog of the early morning had passed, the residents of the town braved the bitter cold and walked out of their homes with their families and children to gather in the square in the center of the town.

A large number of soldiers with loaded guns, a large number of gloomy-looking professionals and transcendentals, and a large number of unidentified but extraordinary characters......

The officials of the town have been reduced to the role of running errands, and the respected and awe-inspiring priests, priests, and nuns also have a very low sense of presence at this time.

"The difficulty started?"

Someone whispered like that!

"Finally started, finally started, thank goodness the conscription came, come to this place where birds don't, we were saved, we finally ushered in the amnesty ......"

Obviously, this kind of "poetic freehand" life picture is not the voluntary pursuit of people here, and next, a big man at the core of the high platform confirmed this speculation:

"Sinners, you were exiled here because of the great trial three months ago, and now a chance to atone for your sins is before you, and it is up to you to choose how you choose......"