Chapter 677: The Human Race That Killed Itself

Chapter 677: The Human Race That Killed Itself

"yes, and then there's the third hypothesis. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 InfoDue to Aldebaran's low intelligence, he couldn't think of a plan to attack most of the megaliths at the same time. ”

"Impossible."

Chiju Natsuyo immediately denied it. According to the previous records she had read, Aldebaran, who had many activities and appeared in the Asian region, was the right hand of the strongest Taurus army, and his sense of activity could be called 'witty'.

"In order to buy time, that guy specially sent loyal ant-like araguts to attack here. Aldebaran had a good head, which is a conclusion drawn from previous accounts. ”

"yes."

Even Nightfall, who put forward this hypothesis, didn't believe that high-level aragus were not stupid, otherwise 'Scorpio' wouldn't have followed the breath of 'Legacy of the Seven Stars' across the sea to retrieve it.

As for the most evil and powerful aragonoid that Shatia had captured with him, the 'Scorpio' of Stage 5, this battle feat was not even mentioned in the slightest, and he did not even intend to think about it too much.

Before the all-devouring dark energy was injected into Scorpio's body and underwent great changes, Scorpio, who had completely lost his ability to resist, twisted his deformed head and looked at Nightshade and Shatia, his eyes revealing a relieved and sad expression of relief, of course, with a faint luster.

Coupled with the fact that 'Scorpio' has transformed into a little Lori, and the 'Legacy of the Seven Stars', which can make 'Scorpio' unable to give up just a dilapidated tricycle, Nightfall can more or less deduce some situations.

But the brain instinctively resists the following inferences, how the gastrulation came about, whether it is a natural creation, or a mistake made by humans themselves, and what the ontology of the 'zodiac' is, these things are not interested in at all, and there is no need to know.

Anyway, after finding a way to deal with the dark power in his body, he and Shatiya can leave this world safely with all Lori.

"But thanks to Mr. Night's blessing, I also have a conclusion, and I have another speculation." Qianshou Xia Shi raised his head, looked at Ye Di seriously and said.

"Hmm." Nightshade nodded, the real question he wanted to say was actually above the last assumption.

The intonation, tone, and content of the words between the two reached a striking agreement at this moment, "β€”there is something wrong with this 32nd megalith. ”

"In this way, there is a good reason to lock this place in particular, and it can be explained not to attack other megaliths."

Nightshade pressed her chin against her chin and smiled wickedly, "It looks like things are getting more and more interesting!" ”

Xia Shi couldn't help but glance at the other party with disgust, this kind of key to the existential crisis in the Tokyo area, Night Death actually looked at it with interest, and it didn't mean anything grim.

-- Although it is true that he can stand on an invincible position from various points of view, and watch the development of things with great interest, the feeling of watching the self-destruction of those stupid 'plundered generations' is also sour.

The result of the danger of extinction in the Tokyo area was actually the destruction of the entire Tokyo area because of the cutting corners in the construction of a certain 'megalith' and the selfishness of a small group of people.

"I will use Sima Wei's channel to investigate the inside story of the construction of the No. 32 megalith, and when the time comes, we will have a good look." Nightshade chuckled in a teasing tone.

"Hmm." Xia Shi nodded obediently, before the results of the investigation appeared, there was no point in discussing it further, just explaining the hypothesis with other assumptions in vain. At the end of the brainstorming between the two, they noticed the commotion outside, and Tina pushed away the office and said eagerly, "Brother, something is wrong." ”

"What's the matter?" Nightshade stood up, his face darkening.

"The number of activists planting bombs near Gensokyo has grown to the point where it has become a blatant atrocity, and Miss Lishi is no longer angry."

"Tut-tut, how disappointing the reaction of these 'plundered generations' must be." Nightshade couldn't help but support his forehead, and said in a sigh of helplessness, from beginning to end, they were taking crazy moves to accelerate their own demise, even if they kept struggling, they only let themselves sink deeper and deeper into the quagmire of destruction.

However, Nightshade had expected this, otherwise he would not have allowed Sebas to strengthen his patrol in the past few days.

I forgot to mention that in fact, the biggest reason why Gensokyo could not survive the danger of the destruction of the Tokyo area is not that they are unable to defend themselves against the proto-intestinal animal army, but that the jealousy of these 'preded generations' will drag the innocent 'cursed children' into the water even if they are mired in self-destruction!!

And for these disgusting 'scum', Nightshade didn't have the good temper when facing the little Lori.

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"Drink!"

Sebas, the butler patrolling around the fence of Gensokyo, made a quick sliding step and a standard grappling technique to pick up the man who had secretly planted a bomb on the road around Gensokyo.

Sebas, who had a good temper and only planned to punish a little for this kind of heinous crime, finally got angry under the other party's repeated actions.

As the conflict between the 'Plundered Generation' and the 'Cursed Son' intensifies, it has come to the point where it is not Sebastian who can calm the conflict by arresting them and throwing them out.

"Bang-"

With a cold face, Sebas grabbed the last thug in the neighborhood and threw him in front of the gate of Gensokyo, where the 'Plundered Generation', who had broken his arm and knocked unconscious, lined up in a jagged row of more than a dozen people in the open space in front of the door.

There is no doubt that these people are just a model of the 'plundered generation', and if we say that more than 90 percent of the people in the Tokyo area have hatred for the 'cursed children' and negative feelings that they want to get rid of.

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Ps: It's hard life, yesterday's skiing results didn't brake when I skied for the first time, I couldn't turn a corner, I hit the wall, and now my legs still hurt, don't stick to my tendons, miserable! Although I also learned to ski at the beginning. (Except for the first time, he has never fallen and no longer hit the wall)