"Two hundred years ago, in a parallel plane of the earth, a huge alien spaceship fell from the sky, a hundred-meter monster gushed out from a crack in the seabed, and the surface of the five oceans was shrouded in strange fog......"

"After fifteen years of desperate struggle, mankind finally had to choose to retreat into the deep sea. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Two hundred years later, the sea fog is still there, and the heroes are gone."

"The remnants of the continent are no longer pure humans, and the terrestrial species that have undergone many modifications and even brainwashing have begun to attack the deep sea......"

Hey, hey, hey, Grey-chan is anxious or something, and what the hell is the modern city in front of me suddenly becoming a scrolling subtitle in the style of the eighties of the last century?

And there is not even a matching BGM.

Okay, that's not the point, the point is what the hell was the so-called 200 years ago? No matter how you look at this coordinate, you can't reach it up and down, okay?

When Chang Zhihao was obviously using words to hide some of his true emotions, the voice of the bell rang in his ears again, "Now in this plane, Mr. Chang, have you been able to determine the details?" ”

And ...... can't ......" mood was not adjusted, but Chang Zhihao's response tone was as gentle as possible.

The trio should all be able to see, or it can be said that Grey-chan specially made up the rolling subtitles, and if you think about it a little, you will know that it is a synopsis of someone's own work.

Secretive, posturing.

Suzu, who has made up for many film and television works, can actually tell the difference, and this profile involves at least two Hollywood blockbusters, animated Zone 11 comics, and famous page games.

Then, the so-called mecha girl I saw at the unformal comic convention before was actually just a machine (ship) girl who had changed her form.

"There are still quite a few differences in the details of games or other works from different companies."

This is the concluding sentence...... Okay, it seems that Grey-chan's game otaku attribute is indeed still there, if it is changed to another topic, I guess she will not interject at all.

However, the amount of information in this sentence is not much different from Chang Zhihao's usual time.

Then referring to the previous experience, the future demon king girl probably understood, "Now is not the time to get to the bottom of it."

The trio fell silent again.

However, at the same time, that is, after all the subtitles were scrolled, something sounded unhurriedly.

No, if you listen closely, it's not just unhurried, but a piano piece that flutters from a distance under a rather clever but distinctly staccato performance.

"In Mr. Chang's plane-related information, I have heard this song, my ......"

"My homeland."

Chang Zhihao, who slowly spit out these four words, didn't notice that he had quietly returned to his human form.

And the girl's appearance, wearing the same as him, a camouflage combat uniform, stood side by side with him not far away.

As for Grey-chan, she was about three meters behind the two, bowing her head and playing PSZ.

The piano music obviously came from the diagonal bottom of the three people, and Chang Zhihao, who should have complained a long time ago, now even ignored the fact that he was standing in mid-air.

Moreover, it is at least a thousand meters in the air.

However, it seems that in this form, the previous observation methods can still function perfectly, so someone has actually seen the "event scene" in the first place.

Indeed, you don't need to read it to know, he once described the scene in his online novel.

Ling didn't feel as much as Chang Zhihao, but she knew that it was not suitable to open her mouth to disturb at this time, so she used the omnidirectional monitoring function herself, not only the piano player, but also the surrounding environment carefully several times.

The pianist wears a relatively standard performance dress. It's just that now the dress was tattered from head to toe and stained with blood. The performer himself does not look very old, in his early twenties at best.

The injury was not light, but his brows did not furrow more.

The blood stain on one of the arms was particularly distinct, probably because the owner of the dress could only play the piano with one hand.

Not far from the piano, sat a middle-aged man with a similar style and texture of clothing and the degree of ravages to the performer, with a slightly fat body and obvious panting in his movements.

I don't know if it was because of the excessive amount of combat exercise before, or if the injuries were more serious than those of the performers.

And in front of the two, standing proudly was a dark-skinned man who was not very tall, but had a straight posture.

The age is probably between the two of them, and the dress on his body is the most intact.

The eyes are slightly closed, and the breathing is steady.

It's as if you're immersed in a melodious piano solo.

“…… Good mountains, good waters, good places, all roads are spacious. Friends are coming......"

The time spent together is neither long nor short, this is the first time Ling has heard Chang Zhihao sing.

The five tones are complete, and the harmony is in tune.

However, singing and singing, obviously trying to suppress it, but more and more trills still rushed out, so that the third sentence was about to be halfway through, and it was already broken that it was difficult to continue.

"It's ......"

“…… War song, in this parallel plane, the people of the guy next to you often instinctively sing in adversity, war song. ”

Suzu couldn't help but ask, and Gray rarely put down the game console and answered quite solemnly.

The reason is simple.

Originally, it was just an ordinary human being, but from this moment on, the demon race was born for the first time on the parallel plane of the earth without demons.

The strength is low, and the defeat is unbearable, but he dares to be with the whole world.

No, it should be with the entire plane, even involved, regardless of the number of planes proudly declares war,

Deep sea, demons.

As if to echo Grey-chan's elaboration, dozens of meters opposite the black-skinned man, with a loud bang, a giant monster that was 100 meters high and could be seen clearly from a few thousand meters away was paralyzed to the ground even if the monitoring function was not used.

Suzu could easily tell that this monster was actually out of breath, and the level of its residual energy was not even as good as that of the piano trio, and the few corpses that were not much different from the normal body size.

Some of these remnants are purely biological reactions, while others only have nanomechanical signals, and there are also several semi-mechanically modified beings in between.

The only thing they have in common is that in terms of appearance, they are all human women (girls) without exception.

If Suzu's identity is not a candidate demon king but a brave man, it is estimated that at this time, he will not be able to bear to go forward to seek justice.

But the reason why she chooses to continue to watch now is that Chang Zhihao, who is obviously in a somewhat wrong state, obviously can't suppress his emotions, but he is more stubborn to lock on the image of his own actions.

After another moment of silence, Chang Zhihao opened his mouth obviously through gritted teeth:

"Very well, Mistress Grey, this mission plane couldn't be better."

"Even though I know that what I am making up in front of me is just me, I have never been as ...... as I am now."

"Desire...... Powerful ......"