The Iron Blood City is a brutal place.

Battles take place here all the time, and wars, large and small, are nothing new, they always happen every few days.

So in this land, there is always a kind of iron-blooded atmosphere with oppression, seriousness and heaviness, which only belongs to soldiers and soldiers.

But the Spark Brigade is an exception in the Great Wall of this era.

After all, a group of talented teenagers with great strength have been gathered, ordinary battles can't scare them, and ordinary tasks can't make it difficult for them, coupled with the ambition and fearlessness of the young people, they finally brought a little bit of vitality to the Iron Blood City.

Some warriors looked at this group of teenagers who were destined to become the mainstay of the Iron Blood City, and they would joke, "These guys, even if they let them form a group to hunt a seventh-level beast king, they will be very excited." ’

Yes, Beastmaster! Iron Blood City's name for a special fierce beast that can lead a group of fierce beasts, even if it is a fierce beast of the same level, a beast king is much more difficult to deal with than an ordinary fierce beast.

Although it's just a joke, you can see everyone's tolerance and expectations for the Spark Brigade.

I feel that although I am a group of arrogant guys, I will be able to take on the responsibility one day.

"This time, is it okay?" Li Lie adjusted his cloak, bowed his head and walked out of the camp gate of the Spark Gate in silence.

The snow season has passed, but the wind in the morning is still cold, the kind that makes the Purple Moon Warrior feel the coldness of the people.

Thinking about it, Li Lie muttered in his heart, 'Nasty weather', stopped again, and glanced inside the camp gate that was slowly closing.

Today's emergency morning meeting has ended, and a day of vacation has been announced, but surprisingly, such a rare day of vacation, can be tossed by these over-energetic guys for a day of vacation, but it did not cause them any cheers, but the atmosphere in the camp was surprisingly silent, even if Li Lie had walked out of the gate, but the team still did not disband.

Everyone was still looking at the high platform as if they hadn't come back to their senses, but the projection of the key mission played on the high platform had ended...

"This time, is it okay?" Looking at this scene, Li Lie couldn't help but straighten the cloak on his body, lowered his head and lit a strong cigarette specially supplied by the Steel Blood City, and was silent for several seconds, before the moment the door closed, he spit out a puff of cigarette and turned away.

**

Shock, heaviness, anger, sadness, tension .... Even those words weren't enough to describe all of the mood he was feeling at the moment, even though there was no change in the expression on his face.

How long has it been since my heart has shaken like the earth? Zhan Yi also thought about it for a while, the last time he was in such a mood was more than two years ago, when he received the news of Tang Ling's death.

From then on, he thought that there might be nothing else in this world that could make him so shaken, but he didn't expect that General Li Lie's short mission projection would be able to!

In the ears of the wings, the sound of breathing comes and goes, they are all elites, they are all geniuses, anyone wants to subconsciously control their emotions, but they still can't control it, right?

Yes, as long as it is human, there is no way to control it. Thinking of this, Zhanyi glanced at Liszt out of some mood.

Liszt was obviously more tolerant than others, but there was also a look of shock on his face, and there was anger in his eyes, but there was also a certain excitement.

Zhan Yi turned his head in silence and said no more.

He remembered the discussion of the nine old guys, and the last trace of the bottom line of people was - did he still know that he was a person? If he still knows that he can still have emotions for a creature like a human, then this person still has a bottom line.

It's a pity that in this era, there are too many people who no longer have a bottom line, or the bottom line will disappear at any time.

It seems that Liszt still has a bottom line, but the more excitement lies in the fact that he wants to make meritorious contributions, right? And in the end, will his bottom line be lost?

But whether he will lose it or not... Zhan Yi still looked calm, looked at the sky and took a deep breath, and was the first to leave the team.

"This guy is so calm in the face of such a task?" Han Xing looked at the back of the wings, his fists were still clenched tightly, but he couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

This can't be blamed on Han Xing for having doubts, it's really that the content of this projection is too much, too much... No one knows how to describe it, and looking at the reaction of everyone standing here, you know that after watching this projection, no one can completely control their emotions.

And Zhanyi can leave so indifferently, this guy who likes to be alone, is his heart cold?

Han Xing naturally didn't want to think like this, to be honest, he had a good impression of Zhanyi, maybe he was sentimental, anyway, Han Xing thought that Zhanyi was not so indifferent to him, and he didn't know whether he helped him unintentionally or intentionally several times...

Perhaps, he doesn't like to show emotions.

Han Xing thought like this, and glanced at the empty high platform again, the shocking picture just now has disappeared, and it is useless to stand here, if this is the task and challenge that must be completed in the future, don't waste a second.

Thinking of this, Han Xing left without hesitation.

In fact, when Zhanyi left, Liszt, Luva and others also left, and with the departure of this group of top talents, the team finally gradually dispersed.

**

It's night.

The Spark Brigade was surprisingly quiet, in fact, the Spark Brigade was very quiet during the whole day of the holiday.

No one came out to have any fun, but there was a long queue in the No. 1 gravity training room, which few people usually challenge, today, and the intensive use made the No. 1 gravity training room consume seven high-purity universal energy stones.

You must know that this kind of high-purity universal energy stone is more pure than the universal energy stone used as a hard currency, and if this kind of consumption is not for the Iron Blood City, I am afraid that any big force will feel that it cannot afford it.

However, the barracks have the rules of the barracks, and of course they will not be stingy with the Spark Brigade in terms of resources, but when the time came, all the training rooms, including the No. 1 gravity room, were closed, and it was only then that these talented teenagers dispersed unwillingly and returned to the barracks.

Han Xing was covered in sweat, and even today's excessive training made him have scars on his body, but these don't matter, just go and get some potions to restore the wound tomorrow.

Han Xing didn't want to talk much, so he washed his body hastily, went to bed and closed his bed curtain, and looked at the empty ceiling in silence.

In fact, there were four people living in the barracks, which were not necessarily quiet on weekdays, and not a single person wanted to speak, and after everyone had gone crazy for training, when they were quiet, all they could think of was what they had seen during the day, and the tasks that they would have to face in the next few months.

"This is the top intelligence officer of the human race, whose strength has reached the sixth order, and the excellent Purple Moon Warrior with the talent of the Jingyue Division, a picture of exchanging his life for his life." Before announcing this picture, Li Lie opened like this.

Then there was no nonsense, and all the genius soldiers of the Starfire Brigade saw the following picture.

A city, a huge city.

Even the genius soldiers are well-informed, and they don't know anything about the underground race like most people, but it is the first time they have seen such a huge underground race city, so it was such a first picture that shocked all the genius soldiers.

This shock comes from an indescribable mood, although since the night of the Purple Moon Terror, human beings have begun to fight with the underground races, and now they have destroyed so many gathering points of the underground races, and the human race is still a state of contempt for the underground race.

This kind of mentality is like human beings who think they are the natural masters of this planet, who have had such a glorious civilization, created so many miracles that are absolutely impossible for other creatures to create, and have incomparable wisdom and the favor of God.

As for the underworld race, it's savage barbarians! Look at their gathering points, they can't compare to humans at all, and humans...

'Goodong', many genius teenagers couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva at this time, this huge city was like a slap in the face, slapped in the face of humans, and couldn't help but be a little hot.

I don't want to believe it, I don't dare to admit it, a huge sense of crisis, unspeakable... The picture continues, and from the perspective above, you can only see at a glance that there is a shiny, huge instrument in the middle of the city.

The instrument shines because many of its parts are polished with diamonds that were prized by the people of pre-civilizations.

Ironically, once a small diamond that could sell for a sky-high price, it is used here in large chunks, and it looks extremely cheap.

But these are not the key details, and it is not new for the Underworld races to use geothermal heat as an energy source, and diamonds as materials for their unique instruments.

It's just that such a huge instrument...

Sure enough, under this huge instrument, there is a 'river', this is not an ordinary river on the ground, but a real river of magma, just by looking at it, you can feel its thrilling thermal energy, and this thermal energy is undoubtedly converted into various energies by the huge instrument, and transported to various parts of the city.

Obviously, such a huge city is not enough to support such a huge city, and soon as the camera moves, the genius soldiers see one after another smaller instruments than this one, filling all corners of this huge city with a very reasonable layout.

Compared to the human city, the city of this underground race is a 'three-dimensional city', with countless roads crisscrossing up and down, leading to various rock walls, and on the rock walls there are countless caves of all sizes, shining with a light that is not inferior to the human safety zone, no, it should be a city of pre-civilization.

Although I can't see the details clearly because of the angle of view, I can feel the prosperity of the city from the flickering lights.

You can even see strange vehicles and some very strange underground creatures from the staggered roads.

At this time, the picture only lasted a few seconds, and the genius recruits had already been suppressed, and at this time, a voice with a slight gasp and a little urgency sounded: "This is not a city, it is the third military camp of the Revenge Fire Clan." In fact, their cities are even more shocking, and there are things you can't imagine underground. ”

After saying this, the picture disappeared and turned into darkness.

Then the genius soldiers heard the sound of running, judging from the sound, the speed was very fast, and the sound of breaking the air from time to time proved that the person who shot the picture was definitely a master, and only a master could run such a sonic boom.

After this inexplicable sound lasted for more than a minute, everything was quiet, only bursts of wheezing remained, and it took a full ten seconds for the master to calm his breathing and continue to speak in a small voice.

"We have no chance of winning a fight against them underground, at least not at this point."

"It's easier for them to get some resources than we do, after all, underground. There are some resources in the underground that we have never known about, and we cannot obtain by human means, and these resources are cheaper than the Resurrection Clan, who have always hated us! They want to exterminate us, they want to exterminate us. ”

Speaking of this, everyone heard the master's voice with gritted teeth of hatred, and after a few seconds of silence, he said again: "However, on the ground we are still the masters. This planet belongs to us in the first place, and we come from this planet, and that is certain. ”

This sentence was a little inexplicable, and the faces of the genius soldiers present became serious, and the indescribable mood after seeing the city of the underground race became even more excited.

In fact, there is nothing difficult to admit, no matter how selfish humans are, it is impossible to share this planet with another race.

This kind of selfishness is not to be ashamed, don't the underground races want to exterminate humans to really occupy the planet?

At this moment, the genius soldiers of the Spark Brigade suddenly have a sense of responsibility, a responsibility that absolutely cannot be retreated and cannot be compromised!!

And the picture is still dark at this time.

After a few more seconds of silence, the voice spoke again: "I just said that our battle with the Flame Restoration Clan must be on the ground, and only on the ground will we have an advantage. ”

"But now I must ask the headquarters, at all costs, to go underground and destroy the third barracks."

"Next, I'm going to open the password and restore the information I've collected in the past ten years into a special number of information, and these pictures are the reason. I'm sorry if these images have caused you a lot of unpleasantness. ”

This is a hero, who has been infiltrating the underground race for ten years to gather intelligence, why should he be sorry? All the genius soldiers were puzzled and angry.

But then, one picture after another was played, but everyone quickly understood the meaning of this apology.

Thinking of this, Han Xing couldn't help but recall those pictures again, although he was tormenting himself madly today, using the highest intensity of training to keep himself from thinking about it, and wanting to numb himself, but...

'Bang', Han Xing slammed his fist on the wall, and no one complained about Han Xing's inexplicable movement.

In fact, Han Xing's general action of venting triggered a chain reaction of everyone, some people also threw a dull punch, while others roared... Depressed feelings always need to be vented.

They were all Purple Moon warriors above the second and third order, and the movement caused by their vent-like actions would never be small, and soon all kinds of strange sounds came from the camp.

Luwa sat in a wheelchair, her expression began to change, she was weak since she was a child, she was very precocious and smart, and she couldn't help but slap the armrest of her wheelchair.

The underground races, who have known about their existence for a long time, do not know what humans are like in their eyes, how much do they know about humans?

Today, however, human understanding of them is so limited.

Including himself, what if his father is the high-ranking emperor? For the first time, Luva discovered that she was so ignorant.

She closed her eyes, trying to empty her mind and stop recalling the scene that stinged her the most, but no matter what... The image seemed to be rooted in her mind over and over again.

At this moment, everyone's tacit understanding and tacit venting voices in the barracks are like a catalyst, magnifying the picture.

It was a lab.

On the periphery of the laboratory is a cell where humans are kept, is it appropriate to describe it as a cell? Maybe it's not appropriate, because there's a place where humans can be used for experiments, just materials... So, what should it be called a material room?

It was a profound insult, and a cold smile appeared on Luwa's face, and her hands clutched the armrest of her wheelchair.

She didn't want to think back to the appearance of one person after another who couldn't stand up straight, couldn't lie down, curled up in that 'material room', those numb and hopeless eyes...

And then they were picked and pulled out by the so-called Resurrection Clan, and then!!

Luva took several deep breaths, former civilizations had recorded wars, all kinds of cruel things that humans had done to humans.

Luwa believes that it is the root of human inferiority, the ultimate of so-called evil.

But this kind of evil, placed on top of the alien race, has absolutely no burden, they may not think that all this done to human beings is evil, but a matter of course, so this kind of cruelty that Luwa thought was magnified tenfold.

I can't recall those specific experimental pictures, and when I think about it, Luwa's stomach begins to twitch and I want to vomit very much.

And at the same time as that extreme experiment, the underground race still treats humans as food, and from time to time...

"That's a disregard for life, and the Flame Clan doesn't have a minimum respect for life. And in human beings, this respect has not disappeared. Civilization? They don't deserve to be called civilizations. ”

"Henk, am I talking a lot?" Liszt turned to look at Henk, and he thought that as a king, he should maintain a certain hardness in his heart in order to achieve the last mercy, and such a verbose would not seem weak.

"No, you're right, you need to get rid of these emotions as well." Henk's tone was very gentle.

Liszt also tortured himself frantically for a day today, but obviously this torture was not enough to vent his emotions, and it can be seen from many details that Liszt has been forbearing, and he knows about these Henks.

And he likes Liszt's verbosity instead, Liszt at this time seems more real, and even a little warm.

But Liszt was obviously dissatisfied, and with an impatient wave of his hand, he no longer complained, the laboratory scene in the Third Barracks was only one of many, but undoubtedly the most exciting one.

Liszt didn't want to think about it over and over again, he felt that he should think about something else, like... Who are those traitors to humanity in black robes? What methods did they use to capture batch after batch of humans to go underground, trade with the Resurrection Clan, and provide the Resurrection Clan with experimental objects?

There are even a lot of Purple Moon Warriors, and every Purple Moon Warrior is a treasure for the human race!

The point is that the experiments of the underground race have already borne fruit.

Liszt remembered the so-called Type 1, Type 2 and other monsters in the picture of the underground race synthesis, and Liszt had goosebumps on his body.

There is no way, those monsters obviously still have human consciousness, when they become monsters, that kind of desperate roar.

"!" Liszt couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and then stood up with a 'brush': "Damn the underground, no, the Fire Resurrection Clan!" What exactly are they? How did they exist? When did it exist? What kind of history do they have? Can anyone tell me that? ”

"Henk, what proof should I use to be sure that we are the masters of this planet? Someone knows something for sure? It must be yes, why hide it from most people? No, I'm being hidden from that too! ”

As Luva thought, humans seem so ignorant of the underworld! And this ignorance is destined to cause many associations for smart people, and many doubts are destined to erupt, and Liszt is not the only one who thinks this way this night, many pictures overlap together, and they are about to point to the ultimate secret!