borders, disputed areas that are about to be contested.

In March and April, it is spring when everything is growing in other places, but in this perennial deserted wasteland, the ice and snow have not completely melted, and the few blades of grass on the Gobi Desert have not had time to spit out new shoots.

In this season of life, there will only be one uninvited guest who is in contrast to this dull and lifeless atmosphere, and whose attributes are completely opposite to the season—a sandstorm.

The sand from the Mongolian Plateau gathers into yellow waves that cover the earth, overwhelming the sky and "rumbling" over the wasteland, and the space in the area covered by it becomes dim, as if covered with a layer of vague frosted with the texture of an oil painting.

The places covered by the wind and dust are all forbidden areas of life, especially today, there are a few faint blacks in the dusk - black sandstorms, this kind of weather is much more terrifying than ordinary sandstorms!

A few blacks, are swept up gravel, dense swarms of bees that seem to pour out of the nest, under the influence of the gale, with terrifying power, sometimes its kinetic energy is no less than the old-fashioned gunpowder shotgun, you can imagine if you are in the center of the sandstorm, face the impact of these black waves will be what will happen.

It's a forbidden area for life, and no one can survive in it—unless, he's not human.

Recently, the wasteland has been home to such a group of non-human uninvited guests.

Like a powder keg that has been stored for a long time, they finally pinched each other in the middle of this all-encompassing black sandstorm today.

Even in the sand and dust that covers the sky, the energy light bombs are as dazzling as the day, shuttling back and forth in the pitch black, densely packed like crucians crossing the river, and from time to time they also explode terrifying red fires.

The least powerful of these explosions will not be weaker than a Hellfire missile, and the strongest will even ...... Comparable to a small nuclear bomb!

Completely ignoring the natural power of the sandstorm, more than a dozen shadows intersected back and forth, and the gestures seemed to have the power to destroy the world, colliding again and again, far or near.

Among them, there are evolutionaries armed with super-technological equipment, disgusting transformers in biological armor, and of course, black technological creations that climb different technological trees.

Say, for example, spaceships.

Due to the poor visibility of the environment, the two behemoths can only see a vague shadow, either hidden or visible.

They are at least two or three hundred meters in size, like a city flying in the sky, shuttling back and forth in the sea of sandstorms, their bodies looming from a dozen to dozens of kilometers apart, and their hulls are open like multi-turret gods, and they are frantically tilting their firepower.

The barrage that is more dangerous than falling into hell is the one that they shoot with passion.

"Da Da Da-"

The dense sand spots, hitting the indestructible hull, made a rapid sound, like a crisp drumbeat, pushing the battle that had entered the white-hot battle to a climax:

I saw a light like a fire meteor, crashing into the hull of one of the ships, like a fierce straight punch that hit the door directly, although it did not destroy it, it also blasted it to the ground, and the black smoke was a little overwhelmed, and it had to turn from attack to defense, retreating towards the depths of the sand sea.

"Hahaha, demon, you know how good we are, right? I wonder if the submariner's blow will be good?! From the howling wind of the evil spirit, there was a sinister taunt: "Go back to your lair and enjoy a few more days of peace, you are not qualified to desecrate the relics of our ancestors, sooner or later one day we will restore the glory of civilization and send you all to hell!" ”

"Hmph, that's right!"

On the other side, there was a muffled snort:

"Anyone can say big things, but they only have a little upper hand, so they dare to say anything!"

The voice continued: If you want to destroy us, then wait for the sealing barrier to be opened, even if we run out of oil, it will not make you feel better...... Sooner or later, Lord Insight, will avenge us and crush you to ashes, just as you did the disgusting piggy accomplices who destroyed you months ago!

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead, turn on the maximum firepower output, kill them!"

……

In the quarrel, the side that has the upper hand increases the force of the attack, while the side that falls to the bottom gradually begins to lose its strength, and even if it fights and retreats, it cannot escape the fate of destruction.

After reaching a certain critical point, the giant ship exploded with a "boom", and several figures rushed out of the erupting firelight, as well as a few glimpses scattered around the area, and escaped by chance.

The huge wreckage fell to the ground and was buried deep in the earth, and the fire that whirred on the surface was quickly extinguished under the blowing of the sandstorm, and it was buried in the soil like a tombstone, and the surface was mottled.

Like the last words of the defeated side before death, the winner did not feel much better, although he destroyed the opponent's main ship, but he was also bombarded with holes in the final desperate counterattack, and black smoke rose straight out.

Shakening, it landed on the ground, sending a violent vibration.

In front of the huge steel wreckage, there were several long figures, and when they looked at it, they seemed to find something, and raising their hands was a merciless blow.

With a scream, the last survivor who tried to resist was mortally wounded and had no time to escape from the wreckage, died.

Killing it lightly, the killer glanced contemptuously at the mutilated corpse, as if he had killed a pig and dog, and then turned his gaze to another figure beside him.

This figure was the shortest of the several, but it released a mountain-like coercion, which made people feel terrified, so the rest of the murderous people respected it.

Just now, the guy who killed the evolutionary said: Lord Domain, the boss of this group of demons is dead, and the rest of the escapees are just raised their hands, do they need to pursue?

Answer: No, a few minions can't make any big waves, and ......

The next moment the conversation shifted: don't be blinded by temporary victories!

"This is not all the power of these demons, and we are also not all the strength, the victory of a local battle does not mean anything, do not be proud!"

The guy who was called the domain master said, his voice was very calm.

"The domain lord has to teach you a lesson......" A few people around him echoed, "Then let's ...... next"

"Act as planned, wait for the moment to begin!"

The domain lord said: These demons will not give up, they can't afford the price of this failure, and they will definitely send people over again after this setback, and the inferior species nearby are also eyeing us, so we have to guard against it, so ......

Sighing: Next, our situation will be very difficult, it depends on whether the above can hold back the demon called the Insight Person...... According to the deduction, there are checks and balances, and its level of existence should not participate in this war, according to common sense, our winning rate is more than seventy percent, but ......

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something again: there are still too many variables...... The evil lord who was sealed by the ancestors back then, once it comes out, we are all finished, alas......

After a burst of sighs, the voice regained firmness again: You and I are just pawns born for the holy war to restore civilization, there is no way to decide our own fate, let alone the qualification to question the decision above, may the great abyss bless us, this war, we must not lose! ”

"Yes!"

After agreeing, looking at the wreckage of the giant ship, the domain lord shook his head and turned to leave, leaving only a cold order:

"Destroy all traces here, and don't let these things that shouldn't flow out fall into the hands of the inferior species!"

"Yes!"

Soon, in the sky and on the ground, two huge shadows disappeared, and the only remaining small debris was also washed by the sandstorm and buried deep into the ground.

As if nothing had happened, the wasteland returned to its unchanging tranquility for ten thousand years.

However, in some unseen corners, it has already caused an uproar.

"Combat reports are being analyzed...... Probability of confrontation with conventional weapons, 43%, with an estimated loss rate of 71%, and the probability of confrontation with the use of nuclear bombs, 76%, with a projected loss rate of 14%...... The results of the two sides do not take into account the rest of the opponent's forces, and are for reference only......"

On the periphery, among the armies that surrounded this area in three layers and three layers outside, there was a solemn slaughter, a general with gray hair, a wrinkled face, and a rank of general, sitting alone in the command room, listening to the analysis like a machine, with a sad face.

At this moment, there was a sharp knock on the door outside the room.

"Come in!"

The general said impatiently.

The door opened, and in the way came a young man, who looked to be in his early 20s, dressed in civilian clothes without any rank.

At this age, in terms of seniority, he can only be a lieutenant in the army at most, but at this time, he seems to be sitting opposite him without saying a word, like the general who has almost reached the top of the military rank in front of him, on an equal footing.

The young man's body is permeated with terrifying fluctuations all the time, which is enough to explain his identity - an evolutionary!

Moreover, he is an ancient god!

The evolutionaries of this line all have a long lifespan, and not only is their age not as young as they seem on the surface, but even in terms of seniority, he is enough to be the grandfather of the old general in front of him.

"Tell me something."

The general spoke.

"It's nothing, the vanguard of the balance was defeated in the battle just now, and the remaining part hopes to use our base to take shelter from the limelight and wait for their support to bring, do you agree?"

Hearing this, the general's face became gloomy:

"What did you tell them?"

"No, the almighty procrastination...... "I said we don't have the right to call the shots, and we have to ask for advice." ”

"Oh......"

Nodding, the general thoughtfully.

"Let them in?"

The Evolver asked.

"This ......"

The general was in some trouble.

Although this situation has been tried to avoid for a long time, it is ......

Thinking of the vague, yet shocking and terrifying pictures he saw, his heart trembled:

Could it be that in this super-civilization battle that has lasted for thousands of years, human beings are so insignificant? Thousands of years of hard work are still in vain, and the technology developed is not even comparable to what remains in the hands of the regressing opponent, is it ......

He couldn't help but think of the worst outcome: Could it be that he could really just go with the flow and choose a side?!

No!

Political loyalty requires that he not allow it, not even the spirit of resistance that the general himself has in his heart, that belongs to humanity, and does not want to be controlled by others to control his own destiny!

But...... If you don't choose, how to deal with those giant ships, and the more terrifying things that are not revealed behind them?

He had no clue.

couldn't think of it, the general simply didn't want to, looked at the ancient god in front of him, and he had the answer for the time being:

"Give them a shelter area, stay away from here, as long as it's under our sphere of influence, where the ruling doesn't dare to come these days, let them in......"

"Oh......"

After agreeing, the Evolver left, and the old general fell into deeper contemplation.

He was thinking about a question:

Maybe in the face of those great shores, we will always be insignificant ants, so should we resist and fight this war that can never be won?

"Maybe, it's really up to you......"