At this time, the poisoned caiman shield shook a little, fell to the ground with a bang, and could not get up again. Large expanses of dark purple blood flowed from under him, and they looked shocking. The eyes of the Whistling God flashed with great sadness, and it was immediately replaced by raging anger, and his body flashed, and he chased down.

He had barely taken a step before Caimandun's eyes closed. A generation of heroes, three of the Big Three of the Brood Alliance, died.

The Whistling Divine looked at the corpse of the Kaiman shield in a daze, everything happened too quickly and suddenly, her mind was frozen for a while, and she was completely inactive.

From seeing each other again to completely losing it, it was only a few minutes before and after, and even for a god whose thinking speed was ten million times that of a human being, the time was too short and the gap was too great.

Caiman's corpse burst and exploded into a cloud of blood! A torrent of blood and minced flesh rained down, drenching the Whistling Divine Being's head and body. He still sat on his knees, hot blood pouring on his body, not disgusted with dirt and smell. A drop of blood rolled over the pupil of the Whistling God's eyes, leaving a shocking line of blood, like a wound that would never be healed.

Just when he was puzzled, Zhang Yuan's face suddenly froze, and in his perception, an extremely terrifying aura spread for thousands of miles, instantly falling on the sky above the first prison, and then disappeared in a flash. The aura was like an abyss and a sea, there was no ingenuity, and the terrifying grandeur alone made Zhang Yuan shudder. After that breath, after a while, another equally huge cold and lonely aura also rose into the sky, making Zhang Yuan feel irresistible again.

"Have these gods finally regained their closed power?" Zhang Yuan thought silently, chanting the name repeatedly in his heart, and was a little speechless for a while.

Within the territory of the Brood Alliance, a new communication network was established in the shortest possible time after the end of the Civil War. Although it has a single function and weak utility, it is an indispensable strategic facility. At this moment, the communication network is already boiling, and a large number of jù completely occupies the limited bandwidth, so that the number jù of the important level is not the highest level has to wait in line for transmission.

At this moment, all the families that still retained their own armed forces, as well as the armed forces, were busy, the various command centers were full of people, the young heralds were sweating profusely, rushing through the corridors at full speed, and the staff officers were holding the telephones and shouting into the microphones at the loudest volume and the fastest speed, in order to convey the content to the people who needed it in the shortest possible time.

In the Adjudicating Paladin Headquarters, Oman. General Zeus finally left his beloved office and made a rare appearance in the battle hall, standing on the command podium stretched out on the second floor, silently staring at the huge two-story combat screen. The operations hall below is modern and can accommodate dozens of combat staff officers working at the same time.

Of course, the hall is still far from full, but the twelve combat staff officers are not far from the heyday of the pre-Civil War Paladins. Lieutenant Colonel Kobola was so busy that he almost flew, his already fat body floating like a light bubble between the busy staff officers and the piled high piles of papers, and the swift journey was a few minutes faster than in his heyday. At that time, Kobola was only a captain, and he was going to fight desperately, and between his chest and thighs, he had six angular abs instead of the current mass of fat.

He was almost burning his life, his brain was clearer than ever, and a huge number of jù flowed like water, and almost in an instant he could find the best plan, and then split it into several parts, and send them to the corresponding family or army, telling them what to do now. At this moment, Kobola was stern, his fat face and bald head were dripping with sweat, and almost the entire resources of the brood alliance were at Koborah's disposal, at least nominally. Whether or not the orders he gives to each family will be carried out, and how much it will be carried out, depends on each family's own. But for now, at least, Lieutenant Colonel Kobola's orders have been carried out quite efficiently, and almost all orders have been carried out.

On the tactical screen, you can see that in the area of the Brood Alliance, the points of light representing each unit are moving, concentrating on permanent or temporary strongholds. The forces of several large families have also been assembled, and a bright spot of light is displayed on the screen, and the range of their fire control is marked in the form of a halo. Large and small halos are connected into pieces, strengthening the frontier genes of the Brood Alliance into a whole like an iron bucket. And outside the control area, a huge arrow can be seen slowly floating, and the size of the arrow is so huge that it makes people feel desperate when they look at it!

The huge arrows represented the hundreds of millions of Divine Zerg armies, which pounced on the Hive Alliance from three directions, trying to smash the stone that stood in the way of the Hive Alliance in one fell swoop.

All kinds of numbers are beating rapidly, which means that as the Divine Zerg army approaches, the specific Zerg is being identified and counted one by one. The different colors are used to distinguish the danger of each zerg. Bright red means very dangerous, while purple means that the danger is unknown. Disturbingly, bright red is spreading rapidly, but it is purple that dominates.

Everyone knows that the danger here refers to the Divine Zerg army that has not appeared before, and they definitely represent the more powerful and lethal mutant Zerg. And below all the numbers is the total number of identified Zerg armies of the gods. The attack of hundreds of millions of enemies, this is the general attack!

In the past, after the war between the army of the paladin and the mutant zerg started, it has always been a battle between you and me, and no one takes advantage. But now, the warriors of the Brood Alliance have discovered that this is the main force of the Divine Zerg army!

Before the insect flood is overwhelming, even the most powerful genetically enhanced powerhouse will feel hopeless. At best, they can keep themselves safe, but they can't save more people. No matter how fast the chariot is, it can't be faster than the Divine Zerg army that can fly in the air. It's not that no one has ever doubted the size of the Divine Zerg army, and even came up with a complex and rigorous model to prove that the maximum limit of the Divine Zerg army is several million, and no matter how much it is, it is impossible to have resources to support it.

But when all the forward positions were destroyed, the number of the Divine Zerg army reached hundreds of millions of levels, and a number of giant mutant flying Zerg ships with strategic strike capabilities appeared, almost everyone's thoughts were no longer about being able to win, but how many people would survive.

It's just that no matter how desperate the situation is, people still won't give up. Ten minutes before the arrival of the Worm Tide Front, the deployment of troops of the entire Brood Alliance had ended, and Lieutenant Colonel Kobola finally breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly his eyes went black and he sat down on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, cold sweat soaked the lieutenant colonel's brand-new adjudication paladin uniform. The two staff officers worked together to drag the lieutenant colonel from the ground to the sofa and let him sit more comfortably. Then, together with Kobola, they were engrossed in staring at the big screen. Now everything that needs to be done has been done, and all that remains is to wait.

At some point, a curtain of light rose from the command platform on the second floor, blocking the view of the staff officers in the hall below. After the light curtain, Oman. General Zeus looked at the rapidly approaching insect tide on the big screen, put down the coffee cup in his hand, and gently tapped the command platform.

The automatic door opened silently, and the female secretary of the lieutenant colonel walked in with a metal box that was more than half a cubic meter. This box looked to weigh at least a few hundred kilograms, and she was usually cold and charming in her hand, but it only seemed a little difficult.

She placed the dark black metal box on the ground, pressed the switch, and with the slight sound of a motor, the metal box opened automatically, and a humanoid stand rose from inside, on which was a complete set of armor parts. The armor is not outstanding, with a black-gray paint that barely reflects light, and only a few simple dark gold ornaments on it.

General Zeus took off his general's uniform and began to put on his armor one by one, his movements soothing and calm, as if he was preparing for a banquet. The female secretary of the lieutenant colonel had long since withdrawn, and she knew when to be there and when to go. The armor is not very delicately worked, but it is made from the strongest of materials.