"It told me to spy on you. Connor secretly swallowed the last white crystal and said to Ning Zhou, who had just returned to the surface.

"Ah, who?" Ning Zhou, who had just come back from the underground and was still thinking, was stunned for a moment.

"The Bone King. Connor said.

Ning Zhou remembered the corpse king who was split by himself at the first meeting and thorned himself at the meeting.

[It turns out that it's called the Bone King, it's really a title that doesn't match.] 】

Ning Zhou complained in his heart.

"Good. Ning Zhou took out two bags of beef jerky and handed them to Kang Na.

"Master, master, I want snacks too!" Wendy flew over and hugged Ning Zhou's nose.

I don't know what kind of hobby this little guy has for Ning Zhou's nose.

Ning Zhou dragged her off her nose, then stuffed her with a piece of candy and tossed her aside for her to eat herself.

Wendy tore open the candy wrapper and looked at the huge candy ball, her eyes were full of little stars, and she opened her mouth with a look of surprise, which made Ning Zhou smile dotingly and nodded her head.

"Thank you, master!" Wendy flew to the table with the candy balls, spread out her small napkins, and ate them with a happy face as she cut the sugar balls with a knife.

Wendy still loves cleanliness.

Connor looked at Wendy with envy, she also wanted to eat food the size of her own body.

Then she took a bite of the beef jerky and chewed hard.

"Let's go, let's go eat. Ning Zhou stretched out his hand to Connor.

Connor's eyes lit up and she obediently took his hand.

Then the two walked out of the house.

Behind them, Poole sat on the bed and watched Connor's back as he left, sighing.

......

Capital Line.

The overwhelming tide of corpses slammed into the defense line with a meat grinder-like chain of black bullets.

Over the course of a decade, countless ghouls and bullets rained down on the city's perimeter lines, making the capital look like an underground city.

Cliffs of corpses and steel surround the most important foundation city of humanity.

Tens of thousands of giant super-heavy armored vehicles rushed out of the defense line against the tide of corpses, packed the corpses and the land back into the defense line, and put them into the steel-making furnace that was established 24 hours a day after the defense line, and the corpses and impurities were wrapped in molten iron and cast into bullets and ammunition to supply the front line.

Of course, this is not the main source of arms resources for the defense line, the real source of arms resources is the most important and most heavily protected place in all cities, even the supreme commander of the defense line does not know, and even the person in charge does not know who it is, and every day there will be a huge amount of arms and materials in the arsenal, which is also the material basis for the non-stop operation here that can persist in 24 hours a day for ten years.

But after all, that kind of material is still limited, and there is no limit to the inclination of arms resources every day, and with the continuous progress of military science and technology, the output rate of materials is still somewhat unable to keep up with consumption.

In the end, I had to go out and pull back the wreckage of the munitions that had been beaten out and refine them into bullet shells and other materials that were not so strict in terms of quality.

As for gunpowder, it was something that had been obsolete, and now even the pistol bullets were filled with the most cutting-edge new technological energy explosives brought by the otherworldly travelers.

If a stone is thrown into the heavily guarded conversion furnace after being thrown into the defensive line, it has more explosive power than gunpowder, which also allows the defense line to tilt fire against the overwhelming corpse tide even more regardless of the consumption.

This is also the foundation of humanity's fight against the endless tide of corpses.

In this kind of terrifying battle that never stops, never weakens, and will only get stronger and stronger, let alone the corpse king of the half-step gods and demons, even if Ning Xuan comes, he will be beaten into smoke in an instant.

Only a true god who can manipulate the rules of the world and completely ignore the harm caused to him by the material energy in the world can be unharmed.

Red-eyed, ghoul-like staff officers sit in front of the virtual defense map, discussing how to allocate resources and how to allocate troops to deal with it more easily.

These people have been staring at this place for almost half a month.

In the past half a month, the corpse kings have attacked the defense line like crazy, and the corpse kings have been nearly ten times more than before.

If it weren't for the limited combat power of the Corpse King that could be accommodated by one defense line, I am afraid that there would be more, and all the defense lines in the capital had already entered the Corpse King's combat power overflowing.

On the other hand, the tide of corpses had even piled up several stories to the height of the defense line like a wave.

The soldiers of the defense line have been forced to retreat to the inside of the blue shield to avoid being bitten by the ghouls falling overhead.

The staff officers on rotation, who were supposed to take over their work, could only sit on the side and listen carefully, so as to avoid the possibility of making mistakes in their judgment of the current situation and the thinking of the original staff officers when they took over.

Although compared to other cities, the capitals are more war-torn at their easiest times than when they are most dangerous.

A staff officer who was commanding shook his body twice, and was held up by the staff officer behind him, who seemed to be recuperating with his eyes closed, but had been listening carefully.

The staff officer, who had run out of oil, grabbed the staff officer tightly, whispered a few words with a pale face, and then shoved him the pamphlet on his chest, which recorded all his thoughts and thoughts.

Then he closed his eyes and stopped breathing.

The other staff officers didn't even look at him, just took off the hat on his head and put it aside, and continued to command.

The staff officer, who had taken over the booklet and his responsibilities, opened his eyes, picked up his body and handed it to the guards who were waiting on the sidelines, and sat down in his place to continue his work.

Here, the mortality rate is no lower than that of servicemen at the front.

Soon a staff officer came in from outside in a hurry and took the place where he had been sitting.

And this new staff officer, who has not yet graduated from the Military Education Academy, is already a young man with a full head of flowers, but compared to the snow hair in the room, he is already very immature.

The Chief of Staff, who sat at the top, was still dealing with arranging for more young people who were still in the academy to get ready, and dealing with the aftermath of the deceased.

Decisions made by staff officers also have to be approved by him before they can be conveyed to the front or handed over to logistics.

And here, it is not the hardest place in the whole city, the military factory is the highest mortality rate, every day the corpses are carried out, and then new people are constantly arranged to go in, everyone must write a suicide note in advance, and do a good job of cleaning up the aftermath, which is more dangerous than the front line.

From the high-ranking officials who are also the factory directors to the workers and employees on the production line, no one is an exception.

In fact, by the time of the half-month high-intensity attack, the factory director had died two, all of whom were overworked.

This is the capital, the capital of hope for humanity.

It is also the last line of defense of human civilization.

The last line of defense forged with life.

"What do you think. The commander-in-chief of the capital's defense line, who was sitting behind the conference table and the most powerful leader in the capital, rubbed his temples to relieve the brain pain caused by staying up late for half a month, and asked.

The circle of people sitting around the conference table is the most powerful person in human civilization, and it is also the most stressed person.

They are burdened with the pressure of the survival of the entire civilization and have fought to this day.

"No, the Corpse Clan is still an important part of our combat force, if the Corpse Clan is completely abandoned, after they are exterminated, the next target of the Corpse Kings will definitely be us. The top military leader said.

The top leader of logistics shook his head: "Logistics has become more and more difficult, the inventory is about to bottom, but the tide of corpses has not stopped, and if this continues, we can only give up some cities to shrink the defensive circle." Otherwise, prepare for a white-knuckle fight. ”

The top personnel leader flipped through the documents in front of him twice: "The supply of talents has reached the limit, and the high mortality rate has caused many not so harmonious voices to appear in the city, and it is estimated that the cults that have fallen silent have begun to act again." ”

The leader glanced at the newly formed and promoted top leader of psychological construction: "What do you think?" ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and looked at the supreme leader of psychological construction, who had only set up this department under the advice of the leader after the suicide wave a few years ago, and the main task of this department was to guide the psychological counseling work among the masses and the army.

Later, when the final black hand behind the suicide wave was cleaned up, a secret cult organization, it was also this department that contributed a lot, so it was qualified to sit here.

The leader lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "The real enemy of the Corpse King is the Corpse Clan, who is the real enemy of our human race?"

All leaders look thoughtfully at the leader.

The leader's eyes narrowed.

And on the other side, the corpse king meeting of the leader's line.

More than a dozen half-step god and demon corpse kings sat around.

Of course, the capital's defense line will not be limited to a few corpse kings.

But they are all very special and are the true wills of the true God.

They were the first Corpse Kings, and they were also the first Corpse Kings to become half-step gods and demons.

The reason why they have improved so quickly is not that their qualifications are stronger than other corpse kings, but that the true gods have chosen them as their spokespeople.

They are also the general leaders of the Corpse King, and are responsible for arranging the Corpse King's offensive defense.

And as the spokesmen of the true gods, they also have more powerful power than the other corpse kings, and even more powerful than Ning Xun, who has just achieved the power of the pseudo-god and is not familiar with it.

And although they all look different, they have common characteristics that the Corpse King does not have.

They all have a pair of small golden wings at the center of their eyebrows.

"The city where the oracle is located has stopped its siege and is waiting for our orders. Said a corpse king with wings similar to Poole's.

The Corpse King, who was sitting in the first place, fiddled with the bone sword in his hand, and there was a faint distortion on the bone sword, like the air after the flames had scorched: "Interesting idea. ”

The corpse king with golden eyes on the side hesitated for a moment: "The fall rate of the corpse king of the defense line is too high, and there are already some objections below." If this continues, it is difficult to say whether the corpse king below will be the first to rebel or the human side will not be able to support it first. ”

The female corpse king with a handsome face said: "Anyway, now that the Ning Zhou Divine Envoy has chosen to become our White Divine Envoy, with the help of the Divine Envoy, we can completely focus on supporting the Ning Zhou Divine Envoy against the Night Demon Divine Envoy, and there is no need to engage in a war of attrition with the human race." ”