The silent killing dusk, the twilight sun shines through the bloody air, sprinkled on the hillside, dyeing this meadow, which is only a dozen square meters, a bright red.

The wind, blowing along with the lush green grass.

With that, there was also the slightly raised corners of Mo Tian's clothes on the wooden house, and the heavy exhalation of everyone below.

There were more and more people surrounding the small hillside, and nearly an hour had passed, and three or four hundred people had been surrounded, all of whom were elites of the war fortress above the third level.

"Isn't Chubby okay yet, if you drag it out, the stubble is coming."

Turning his head, he glanced at Zhang Xiaopang, who was wrapped in a cocoon under the skylight, and the life energy that still showed no tendency to weaken, Mo Tian's face was quite solemn, and he muttered to himself.

During an hour, although some people couldn't resist the temptation and attacked Mo Tian, they were all wiped out under the strong and ruthless means, which shocked many people. Only then did someone go down a small hill, condensing hundreds of people but no one dared to take a step forward.

"Hundreds of people, although they all have the strength of third- and fourth-level controllers, they are scattered soldiers, so there is nothing to worry about."

Glancing at the crowd below, Mo Tian's face was not happy but worried, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

"But if someone from the military comes ......"

Unlike the vagrants who are scattered in the desert, the well-coordinated Jihadist Department is obviously much more terrifying. If the group of people in front of them is a group of beasts that have been temporarily combined, then the soldiers of the Ministry of Jihad are a team of hunters with weapons in their hands.

It is self-evident which of the rabble of beasts, or the hunter army with sharp weapons, is more terrifying.

But in the next second, Mo Tian was like slapping himself in the mouth.

Nima! It's obviously a light mouth, but what are you doing with a cheap mouth!

"Non-military personnel take a kilometer back, and traffic is prohibited here."

In the distance on the hillside, a serious trumpet was suddenly heard.

Countless single-man armed policemen drove the aircraft, surrounded from all directions, and thousands of single-person flying instruments in the sky and on the ground formed a tight encirclement. The special policeman in a steel helmet, armed with a special hot weapon for the controller, is solemn and murderous.

"It is a special operations unit under the rule of the main war department, which is a completely modern special operations unit."

"I didn't expect them to be dispatched this time."

"It is rumored that the jihadist forces are external, and the special operations forces are internal, and their hot weapons are specially made to deal with the controllers, and the restraint and lethality are extremely great."

"As soon as they showed up, we didn't stand a chance at all."

"Captain Vulture personally leads the team, and the movement is really not small."

Seeing the countless flying instruments that appeared around the hillside and in the airspace, the crowd surrounding below suddenly made a little commotion, and many people gasped.

If the jihadist forces represent the authority over the wilderness, then the special operations forces represent the absolute dominance over the human race.

Although the special thermal weapon has no effect on the strong physique, it is extremely destructive to the human race that is tens of thousands of times smaller. Controllers below level six are almost certain to die in the face of this kind of weapon.

"Idle people, wait for you, order you to retreat within five minutes, otherwise you will be killed unconditionally."

A bald man, piloting a flying machine of no other kind, is stuck in mid-air, holding a mechanical spear that is arcing, and the sound is transmitted from a high-altitude microphone.

is the same as the captain of the jihadist force 'Bai Qi', the one in front of him is the captain of the special operations force, also known as the 'vulture'.

If every member of the Jihadist Department is in control, then every member of the Special Operations Force is a super soldier who has been genetically tempered. Bai Qi once said that if he was allowed to fight for his life with the 'vulture', he would definitely not be the latter's opponent, even if he could kill hundreds of desolate beasts that could suppress the 'vulture'.

The reason is still that...... The special operations forces have too much restraint on the Terran masters.

Sure enough, under the order of the 'vulture', although the crowd under the small hill was unwilling, they also had to retreat a thousand meters as he said.

In less than a minute, within 100 meters of the surrounding slope of the small hill, except for Mo Tian, there was no one who was not a military person.

The 'vulture' looked around the side and confirmed that no one was waiting to retreat, and then focused on Mo Tian standing on the cabin.

"I said, all the idlers and miscellaneous people will retreat, otherwise they will be killed." The vulture spoke again, but this time it was not a group of people, but only Mo Tian alone.

"Did I say I'm an idler?" Under the cover of the mask, Mo Tian's expression couldn't be seen clearly at all, and the voice came slowly.

"Oh?"

The vulture's eyebrows raised slightly, staring at Mo Tian below with interest, and said with a light smile.

"Is the treasure of life in the wooden house related to you?"

"What do you think?" Mo Tian sneered.

The bald man's flying machine slowly descended and descended to a low altitude, the same height as Mo Tian, and his eyes were looking straight ahead.

After pondering for a moment, he said slowly, "This Life Treasure is of great importance, and its energy fluctuations even exceed all known holy artifacts in the past, even if it has something to do with Your Excellency, we will not sit idly by. ”

"If possible, please give us this treasure for safekeeping, and then give it back to you after we find out the reason."

Mo Tian's battle, they had already seen it just a hundred miles away, and just one person suppressed hundreds of third- and fourth-level controllers, and he was definitely among the masters.

"High-sounding, if I hand it over to you, it really won't be handed back to me in this life." Mo Tian sneered and said.

As we all know, the vast majority of the ten 'holy' relics of the fortress are not originally there, but are all collected by the people with a lifetime of glory and wealth as a guarantee, and under the skillful plunder. Even in the case of unwillingness to deliver, there are cases of being killed and robbed.

It's just that the number of 'saint' level relics is really scarce, and most of the bullying land is people who have no power and no money, so they naturally can't do it in the end, although they don't say it, but as long as they have been in the fortress for a year or two, they basically know these unspoken rules.

"Your Excellency, don't be ignorant of the general situation, the appearance of this treasure is very important, and the top level of the Federation can be said to be determined to obtain it. If you can't return it, the Federation will also return it to you in the form of an equivalent value, I hope you can understand. ”

The vulture explained unhurriedly to Mo Tian. It is best to be able to convince people with reason, and he really doesn't want to do anything to a Terran powerhouse unless he has to.

Only death in the hands of the desolation is glory. Dying in the cannibalism of the same clan is a shame for both sides!

"Equivalent form? Hehe, then tell me, how many of the artifacts I got back from the outside are equivalent to it? ”