What should the first contact with a person from another world be, both sides are dressed neatly and very formally in a diplomatic occasion to line up to shake hands with each other, or the boy is summoned by a beautiful girl and then the two kiss and fall in love?

For example, a creature with a lion's head and a grizzly bear body and a praying mantis is spouting in front of him. However, in Nangong Rong's opinion, this is actually not a big deal, you must know that the first contact experience of the young man is simply miserable, he directly crossed over to the battlefield and fell in the middle of a group of people from another world, there is neither a special person in a suit to greet nor a cute and arrogant girl to call, compared to that time, today's first contact with the people of Sitneyla is already good.

After taking a deep breath and sorting out his mood a little, Nangong Rong Fang looked at the strange creature in front of him and spoke: "Although there was a little misunderstanding before, I think we should have a lot of common language in dealing with the abyss. In addition, we have a plan to clean up the remnants of the Abyssal Miscellaneous Army, but it is best to have your support. ”

"In this case, you should have leveled the Abyss Crystal, so can our weapons be returned? If you want to gain our support, you must show your sincerity, right?"

Without saying a word, they directly teleported the final battle weapons of the people to other planes, if Nangong Rong and they were not clearly dealing with the abyssal Kunta, it would not be surprising that the people of Sitneyra would meet at this time.

The young man who knew that he was in the wrong suddenly touched his nose in embarrassment, looked away quietly and said with a smile: "Ahahaha, how about we discuss how to clean up the current situation?"

"Where are our weapons?"

"I'm very sorry, but it was killed in the battle with that giant robot scorpion, and its body was absorbed and transformed by the other party, and in the end there was nothing left...... No, it seems that there is still a bit of epidermis, are you going to recycle it?"

Lin Weiyin, who was watching from the side, only felt that the other party was likely to plan to quickly change the expression on his face from [I'm sorry] to a cheap brother who was [clear and light] to beat him up, but the other side didn't do it in the end, after all, it was relatively cost-effective to replace the abyss crystal with a small monster, and besides, the people of Sitneira had withdrawn the little monster and had no ability to defeat the Kunta, so it was too late for the teenager and others to raise their hands to welcome.

After a long time, the big insect in front of him sighed deeply and said with a given expression on his face: "Come with these Ceolis, we will wait for you at the nearby base." I hope you will elaborate on your plans and your special ability to clear the abyssal erosion. ”

Then this miscellaneous soldier, known as Ceolis, leaned down one after another and motioned for Nangong Rong and the others to sit on their backs, and then spread their legs and ran back along the road they came. Even Lin Weiyin, who was wearing power armor and was so heavy that she could step out of a pit when she stood on the dirt, this creature still ran fast with the girl on her shoulder, and it didn't seem to be affected in the slightest.

To be reasonable, Ziolis's body shape is not suitable for carrying people, and when Nangong Rong sits on its back, he must lean down and hug the other party's neck tightly to ensure that he will not be thrown out in the bumps; fortunately, they are just on the road and do not fight with anything strange, the movements are not intense, and it is not difficult for the young man to stay on its back.

Therefore, Nangong Rong also had the leisure to observe the surrounding scene, and he found quite serious traces of abyssal erosion, accompanied by even more intense traces of abyssal energy being erased, whether it was the vegetation that had been cut down on a large scale, the turbid water in the small ponds in the farmland, and even the muddy soil and even the man-made roads paved with alloy, all of which were dyed a lifeless and miserable white.

Such indiscriminate destruction may indeed stop the abyss from expanding, but have you asked the locals for their opinions? What is the difference between such a brutal act and burning down a house in order to kill a ghoul who breaks into a neighbor's house to prevent it from creating new slaves for the Scourge Legion, regardless of whether the neighbor lives or dies, a similar tragedy like Stratholme is enough.

Of course, most of the people of Sitneyla themselves also understood that the impact of this was very bad, otherwise they would not have invited Nangong Rong to their base so easily, and the little gnomes obviously attached great importance to the young man's special ability to clear the erosion of the abyss.

Nangong Rong doesn't mind being taken from the other party to study it or something, if he can popularize his ability, even if the effect is only two or three percent of the deity, it is enough to solve a lot of trouble. But before that, the boy needs to deal with the abyss in this world first, and Trist's side is not completely out of play, so it's better to save people as much as possible if they can save people.

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Trist didn't know that she was being remembered by someone at the moment, she didn't even know how she had survived the chaos, and many of the memories were in an ambiguous state, anyway, by the time the girl came to her senses, she was already in this makeshift refugee camp.

Everything happened too quickly, first most of the machines could not be activated, then the telekinesis were transformed into terrifying and powerful monsters, and then the killed people became undead friendship and acted as extras in Resident Evil, and the humans didn't even know what was going on, and the army completely collapsed, or the kind that was out of control.

Trace, who was in the headquarters at the time, was pushed into a classic car that burned oil, barely avoiding the edge of the abyss, but the good times did not last long, due to the lack of reserves, the convoy soon ran out of fuel, and before she could wait for the fuel supply, the abyss had already caught up with the team, and in the fierce battle, the panicked Tracest joined a team of fleeing people, while Uncle Li and they basically confessed to the same place.

Along the way, they were constantly attacked by the abyss that followed behind, and the number of troops dropped dramatically, and just when the desperate crowd thought that they would be wiped out in this seemingly never-ending hunt, the monsters that followed them suddenly stopped their advance, giving the refugees a chance to enter the city.

No one knows what kind of nerves the abyss is in, maybe they are just digesting so much land they have occupied that they are giving humans a little respite. But it didn't help, at least Trace, who had seen the monster's specific combat power with her own eyes, didn't expect the men with the gunpowder firearms that had been hastily dragged out of the warehouse and had been dispensed without even wiping down the oil.

Dressed in the dust, she now didn't look like a lady at all, curled up in the corner of the camp, holding a piece of bread that was as hard as a brick in her hand, grinning raw without any image, and she was reluctant to use the water in the kettle.

The people around them behaved similarly to the girls, everyone's faces were full of blankness, so dull that it could be described as dead silence, and only the occasional baby's cry in the space that had been a storage warehouse barely added a touch of life.

Subconsciously looking up in the direction of the baby's crying, Trist lowered her head again. The long run, the terrible image of the disgraced face after falling, the clothes that are about to turn into strips of cloth that contribute to the welfare all the time, the food that is difficult to swallow, etc., all of this does not matter, and the girl now involuntarily remembers the Kunta that inexplicably drew the design and the scene of it mutating into another existence.

The eldest lady naturally tried not to think about this, but she couldn't, and the moment she closed her eyes, the scene of Bigal smiling goodbye to herself and turning to drive the quinta came to mind, reminding the girl all the time that she was the biggest accomplice of the enemy now.

Well, maybe it's a bit too much to use an accomplice, but to be precise, the girl is at best a pawn that has been used.

But that didn't stop Trist from blaming herself, and she was not wrong about the person who caused the current situation, after the transformation of the Quinta and the mutation of the telekinesis, the girl had the heart to die, because she knew that Bigal might never be able to return to her again, but before that, the eldest lady had a more important thing to do, so she felt that it didn't matter even if she was buried in the mud to avoid the search of the abyssal monsters, and she had to complete that thing before she could accept death.

At first, Trist thought that the one who had deceived all mankind into popularizing the use of the so-called new energy, accidentally attracted the people of Sitneyla, and then created the existence of the Kunta with her hands, was the same person or thing, and it was the other party who planned everything, but when the girl had the idea of seeking death on the way to escape, a voice suddenly sounded in her head without warning, completely dispelling the idea of the eldest lady killing herself.

Of course, this voice that can't distinguish between men, women, and children is neither "Do you desire power?" nor "Do you want to know the true meaning of life?" or other strange lines, but a sentence that directly indicates his identity.

"Come to me, join the camp of the Abyss, and I will reunite you with your beloved valet. ”

Join each other and get together with Bigar? Impossible, Trist, who had seen what the telekinesis had mutated into, knew very well that her deacon had definitely become something else at this moment, even if she still remembered the girl, it was no longer the real him.

So what Trist really has to do is not to join the camp of the abyss, but to follow the inducement of this voice to find out the other party's body, even if it is to risk her life, she will make that guy pay the price of blood, which is the real reason why the girl forced herself to try to survive until now.

However, the voice that had been lingering in the eldest lady's ears suddenly disappeared just now, allowing the girl to gain a rare purity, and at the same time, she couldn't help but look confused. Because the voice disappeared very abruptly, there was no warning at all, and he was always there whispering to let Trist throw into the arms of the abyss, but in the blink of an eye, it was silent, and no one was suitable for it.

Could it be that something is wrong? Trist knew that she must still have value in her, so the other party would hit her again, and if there were no special circumstances, the voice should continue until the girl's spirit collapsed.

Just as Trist was in doubt, a terrible shout suddenly sounded outside the warehouse, followed by a series of fierce and dense gunfire, which made the inside of the originally lifeless warehouse suddenly come alive like a fryer. I saw that the people closest to the gate jumped three feet high on the spot, and they didn't even care about the luggage under them, so they rushed directly to the huge metal door, driving more people around to take action together.

These are real old fritters, and they have survived the pursuit of the abyss with their high alertness and physical fitness, and their current performance is a perfect proof of this. Only this time their good fortune finally came to an end, and when they rushed to the gate, something happened to come in from outside, blocking the way of these people.

It was a monster more than three meters tall that could barely see a little human form, with a lot of bullets mixed in the folds of purple skin, and it fell to the ground intermittently with the other party's movements and made a crisp sound, and its huge body almost occupied nearly half of the area of the gate, plus two thick and long arms, not to mention people, don't even think of flying over.

"Why is the monster here, the person who arranged the warning in front!?"

"It's bait, we're being used as bait! That's why the people of the city greeted us warmly and gave us accommodation, purely to get our attention when the monsters hit so they had time to escape!"

"Don't mention these, the key is whether there are other exits?"

The panicked screams made Trist's head ache for a while, and she watched coldly as the crowd scurried around and continued to sit in the corner and nibble on her bread. If the voice was going to dispose of her because she had lost interest in the girl, the eldest lady would only feel sorry at most, but she would not be afraid of death, so naturally there was no need to behave like a headless fly like everyone else.

The few guys closest to the gate who saw the opportunity quickly were considered to have fallen into blood mold, and they could be said to have rushed directly in front of the monster, but they were naturally laughed at by the other party unceremoniously, and the sight of red liquid flying everywhere followed and caused even more chaos.

However, after smiling at the meat brought to his mouth, the monster suddenly moved, and then quickly retreated, and after a while, the outside of the warehouse regained its tranquility.