Text 656.Chapter 656 The Law is Destroyed

It's already rotting—

Meng Struck sat in the cockpit of the Whooping Ghost. It's a strange space, and to the touch, the bulkhead beats rhythmically, and every piece of wire, every inch of the actuator, feels alive, and you can even feel its breathing and heartbeat. Poor child, it doesn't know that its life is failing. The skin at the edge of the cockpit frame has ulcerated and peeled off. The shooting of the shaped beam weapon exacerbated the aging of the muscles, and the artificial muscles continued to dissolve, leaving the corners like mud.

It was born too early, but perhaps it was a blessing for mankind.

"I should give you a name."

The Hundred Days Ghost trembled slightly, crossing the clouds.

Death is flying.

The night departed, and the dawn gradually spread over the horizon, illuminating the ruins of the old world. The buildings of the past are now only ruined and broken. Corpses, wreckage, scattered across the vast fields.

It snowed, and the snowflakes covered the sky, gradually burying the old world, and there was only white all around, endless, unsullied pure white.

"Perhaps, I'll let humanity perish."

Tianchi.

There is gunsmoke,

You can see it from afar.

The cannon rumbled like thunder and tumbled.

The Golden Frog King's main offensive force is a formidable heavy artillery strike army, armed with 152 mm, 170 mm, and even 203 mm guns, as well as a variety of rocket launchers. Ten thousand cannons fired in unison, and rockets fired in a volley, almost flattening the mountains.

In the tent, the Golden Frog King was dressed and draped.

The soldier reported: "Your Majesty, the shelling of our army has achieved initial results, and most of the automatic defensive weapons near Tianchi have been eliminated. These weapons have the ability to repair themselves, and they may also be 'grown', but they are also suppressed by our army. From the rear, news came that the air raid group had taken off and began bombing 45 minutes later. ”

"Keep shelling until the results are available."

"Yes!"

The Golden Frog King sighed and looked at the Tianchi in the distance. The continuous heavy bombardment caused a breach in the mountainside, and the water in the pond poured out, forming a high-altitude waterfall. After the water level dropped, a black building was revealed in the center of the pond, and the surface was like a mirror, reflecting the blue of the sky and the white of the earth. "It turns out that it is a mausoleum, and with such a thing, I want to enslave all mankind."

Looking at the other side of the border, it is completely dark, there are no peaks, no plants, no sky, there is not even air, there is no atmospheric phenomenon at all, only endless blackness, endless nothingness, "Hmm, the opposite side is the black hole area of the Central Continent, boring tricks." Hurry up and open the mausoleum. ”

After two consecutive rounds of air strikes, the black mausoleum was still undamaged and the surface was as smooth as a mirror.

On the shore of Tianchi, several soldiers of the royal capital are preparing a small boat, which is full of explosives, which is a water charging death squad. They each drank a bowl of wine, started their engines, and began a suicidal charge towards the central mausoleum.

Everyone stared at the dinghy, not noticing that a new unmanned weapon station had risen on the shore. The weapon table automatically locks on to the target, and the concentrated laser sweeps to cut off the daredevils on the boat, and the flesh flies, and the laser touches the explosives, and then a large explosion occurs. The surface of the lake was shaken and rippled.

The Golden Frog King frowned.

More self-defense weapon stations seemed to grow out of thin air, popping up from all over the place and starting to fire at artillery positions. Suddenly, the metal melted, the land sintered, and the explosives stacked in the position exploded, and flames rose into the sky. Even the Golden Frog King's main camp was subjected to continuous fire, and the mountain shook.

"Oh, that's awesome."

"Report, the Whooping Oni is approaching from the south."

"Are you sure?"

"It's certain, it's the Hundred Day Ghost."

"The Hundred Days Ghost has arrived, and it seems that the one called Meng Strike has also arrived. It's hilarious. ”

In the sea of clouds, the hundred-day ghost descended from the sky, and the power system of the super era turned to vertical work, emerging with strange and magnificent colors, and the momentum was sacred and could not be desecrated.

The Golden Frog King walked out of the tent, "The honor guard is ready, quickly spread the carpet." No way, these were originally the highest etiquette for the people of the mausoleum. ”

The Whooping Sun Ghost landed vertically and stopped, the cockpit canopy opened, and the fuselage seemed to stretch out its arms to hold Meng Strike down. He stepped on the red carpet and waved to the Hundred Days, and it stayed aside.

"What does this smell like?" The Golden Frog King said secretly, "The Hundred Day Ghost has begun to rot. ”

Meng Strike came step by step.

"I've heard your name, and I've forgiven you for your poor manners." The Golden Frog King spoke first, "As one of the Seven Aces of the First Sino-Japanese War, you can be given this honor. Now tell me what you're here for. ”

"I want to advise you to collect your troops and let everyone go back. The government of Zhongshu in the south is finished, destroyed by the resonant cloud of its own making, and the royal capital of the north has also suffered heavy losses. You, as the king of those peoples, should go back and re-establish order. ”

The Golden Frog King restrained his impatience, and he saw that the Hundred Day Ghost behind Meng was a little restless, as if he was ready to attack. The soldiers next to him exchanged heads. After all, the mausoleum is surrounded by nothing more than automatic defensive weapons, unlike the Centennial, it can roast people before eating them, and has a strong desire to attack.

"I didn't want to go to war, and my people didn't want to go to war, but this land is always in the flames of war, and have you really thought about us?" The Golden Frog King replied loudly, "Throughout the ages, the wars on our land have been all disputes between neighboring powers and powers. Even the two First Sino-Japanese Wars were not what our country wanted. You great nations are fighting, but the iron boots are trampled on our land, and on the corpses of our people. Our country is self-reliant and self-reliant, and it has fought tenaciously until today that there is a place for this inch. But the Hundred Days Ghost has destroyed our land, killed our people, and made us enslave the mausoleum here. What the mausoleum needs, what we offer, what the mausoleum wants to build, we obey the orders. You see, these world-destroying things! The Golden Frog King pointed at the Hundred Day Ghost, "Do you think we are willing to let it come to life?" It was the technology of the mausoleum that gave birth to them, and caused the whole world to fall into a cycle of catastrophe. Can you deny this, you are saving the world, you are also destroying the world, you, the incarnation of the Hundred Day Ghost, make the world constantly die. If you really want to put an end to this, go knock on the door of the mausoleum, let our people know the truth, let me talk to the people inside, only then will there be a basis for building peace. ”

He stepped forward and came to the Hundred Day Ghost.

The color of the whooping ghost gradually darkens, and the artificial muscles fall off, giving off a strange rotten smell.

"Come on." He pointed to the center of the Heavenly Pond and said, "That's the mausoleum." The real savior can open it. ”

Unmoved.

However, when the Hundred Days heard these words, they became excited. This world-destroying weapon restarted and quickly lifted into the air, the mouth-like throat at the jaw opened, revealing a shaped laser weapon, the tip was constantly accumulating, the air was completely ionized, and it was absorbing all the lightning on the heavenly court and gathering it together.

"This kid." Meng Struck ran two steps and didn't catch up with it.

He knew that the Hundred Days Ghost had listened to the words of the Golden Frog King. At the same time, Meng Struck received the induction of the Hundred Day Ghost in his heart, and he had learned to speak: "Leave it to me, leave it to me." Only a true savior can do it. ”

"Stop! Don't attack! Meng reprimanded.

When the Hundred Days heard his words, he seemed to be stunned, and obediently put away the shaped laser.

However, the energy storage of the laser weapon just now was too conspicuous, and it seemed to have caused some kind of anomaly.

"Report! The Tianchi Mausoleum was opened. ”

"What?" The Golden Frog King jumped up, "Open the door!" ”

"It's not like a door. A long-handled-like object sticks out of the center, like a weapon......"

Before the report was finished, the implosion of Tianchi flashed a dazzling bright light. The Shaped Laser shoots out, which looks exactly like the weapon of the Centennia, but the energy and power are much stronger, this laser is aimed at the Centuader bombardment, instantly causing multiple melts and large-scale explosions on the surface of the Centuania.

The whooping ghost felt the pain, but it was more annoyed, its artificial intelligence was still a child, it felt wronged, wronged to the extreme, it was clear that it was fighting for its father, and it was clear that it was obedient and stopped, but it suffered such a cruel burn. Ignoring nothing, it once again showed its shaped weapon and began to bombard it in reciprocal terms.

The dazzling light swept away each other, and when it touched people, it immediately carbonized, and when it touched trees, it turned into fly ash, and the energy continued to rise, and the surrounding land was sintered into a glass-like material by high temperatures.

The mausoleum changes shape, allowing more surface material to converge on the tip contacts, and then bursts into an extremely terrifying beam of light, and the mausoleum is going to kill the Hundred Day Oni completely.

Between the exchanges, the level of cohesion between the two sides has been continuously improved. The surrounding wind and clouds were rolling, flying sand and rocks, the artillery position of the Golden Frog King was blown apart, and the soldiers suffered heavy losses. The Golden Frog King lay on the ground, his retinue protecting him. The explosion was so strong that the Hundred Days Ghost folded his wings and descended from the sky, shielding the blow with his body, "I can do it, I can do it completely." It said excitedly, but the artificial muscles continued to dissolve and vaporize under the scorching beam.

The bombardment energy weakened, and there was a brief interruption of firing at the mausoleum.

It was the turn of the Hundred Day Ghost, and it burned almost to the skeleton in the flames just now.

Meng Zhen heard its voice in his heart: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts." ”

It twisted its cannon and unleashed a full blow that nearly drained its life.

Not as powerful as the mausoleum, but it was enough to tear open the outer walls of the mausoleum, and the beam of light melted and slice the mirror-like surface of the mausoleum, cracking the entire black square into a huge sore.

Looking at the appearance of the Hundred Day Ghost, Meng was very distressed, and he saw his child being burned into a charcoal-like skeleton to protect himself. The sky was full of its screams.

"Ah, the door, it's finally open." The Golden Frog King crawled out of the pile of corpses. His retinue had been burned to charcoal, and his legs were so black that it was terrible to see. In the distance, the artillery regiment suffered heavy casualties and was basically wiped out. "It's ugly, but I'm going to see the last moment with my own eyes." He tried to stand up, but his thigh, which looked like a rotten twig, immediately snapped.

The Hundred Day Ghost spreads its wings and lets go of the attack.

Meng Struck stood on the cliff, looking at the so-called mausoleum, and something seemed to squirm inside the cracked outer wall. It's like some kind of white slurry. He could see that the materials and bodily fluids of the mausoleum were exactly the same as those of the whoopernia, and the whoopaniard could harm it, which made the mausoleum's automatic defense system attack with all its might.

"Poor boy." It was very uncomfortable to be struck. It's unrecognizable, and what little artificial muscle is left is falling off.

The Hundred Days Ghost seemed to know what was going on in the mind of the Striker, and it lay down in front of the Strike, reaching out to let the Striker sit in the cockpit.

"Ahh

Death spread its wings again, took him with him, and flew towards the mausoleum gate.