"Hahaha!"

The city was subjugated by momentum alone, and although it was also attributed to Sajpui, most of the credit for this victory was indeed given to Blue Descartes. At this moment, even if his heart is as calm as him, after 10,000 years of silence, he can't help but laugh heartily, the blood in his heart is boiling and tumbling, and there are thousands of pride in his chest.

He began to enter the city, and behind him was a mighty herd of beasts that followed his path without a single overstep.

After all, the Supreme Being had personally let the young man lead them, so it was only natural to respect Him as He was to respect the One.

"Great and strong!"

"We have recognized our mistakes!"

"Willing to submit to your feet, may the eternal gods bless you for all generations!"

The people of Biqing City sang hymns, not daring to look directly at the blue Descartes' eyes that looked at the world, and in the greatest salute in the entire Eastern Continent, they bent down and kissed the earth lightly.

The land was full of blood, flesh, and bones, but they didn't care about it at all, and since they had been truly taken away, they only hoped to save their lives.

Blue Descartes entered the city under the worship of all the people, like a noble king, shining with a blazing golden glow in the sun, more like a god descending to earth!

In fact, he had to thank himself for being mistaken for a Nuke Templar. If it weren't for the fact that these humans mistakenly thought he was the rumored powerhouse of the extremely murderous Nuke Sanctuary, I am afraid that he would fight to the death and would not surrender.

Because, on the Western Continent, there is a place that can be described as the Jedi of all races, and it is also the closest place to the Red Zone in the Yellow Wasteland, which is the territory of the Nuke Sanctuary. But even the nuclear transformation dragons, who attach great importance to physical mutations and even have a certain degree of spiritual purity, will subdue some places in the Yellow Zone, turn into a gathering point for some subsidiary forces, and conduct various transactions with other powerful forces in them.

Today, 10,000 years later, except for the colorful dragons that have fallen to the limit, no race will close their borders, and they all know the importance of keeping up with the times!

Of course, it's not that the colored dragons don't want to, but they don't have the ability.

The nuclear transformation dragon feeds on all the creatures in the wasteland of the western continent, even including the super high mutant creatures in the red zone, except for some strange physique owners and legendary powerhouses, they look down on any race, they seem domineering and ferocious, but they will not forget to connect with the outside world.

Some of the cities under the protection of the Nuke Sanctuary were born from this, as long as they did not collide with some powerful nuclear transformation dragons, ordinary strong people would not be devoured, and they were relatively safe.

It was precisely because the people of Biqing City knew something about this that they chose to surrender instead of fighting to the death. After all, it is much more uncomfortable to surrender to an unknown untouchable person than to submit to the emissary of a great power.

"Let's go, let's go and see our Marquises. ”

Lan Descartes's tone was very light, but it was full of killing intent, although it only showed a trace, it made everyone around him frightened and frightened. Now that he is afraid of all the people at the thought, he really has a trace of the momentum of the elemental holy beast!

The Alien Beast Legion has already taken over everything in Biqing City, and some of the stronger professionals hidden in the shadows have also been found one by one, and their existence is likely to hinder the next progress, so they are all slaughtered by Blue Descartes' order.

The commander of the Seven Cities Alliance was also prostrate on the ground at this moment, looking at the back of this young emperor, his eyes were full of fear. He has been shattered by this cruel war, and as a person who has been deliberately spared by the beasts and has not died, he actually has a certain usefulness.

Blue Descartes was walking forward, in the direction of the very center of the city, which was also the direction of the Lord's Palace, and Chrissy, the city's titular owner, was inside!

The front of the Lord's Mansion was empty, and the gate seemed to be pushed open by the wind.

A dazzling flash of brilliance flashed into Blue Descartes' eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a few subtle wrinkles quietly appeared in the corners of his eyes.

The eye is full of golden light, not blazing sunshine, but a different kind of golden light. Chrissy was wearing a long dress in a gorgeous golden dress.

The first impression of this dress is that it is woven with many kinds of golden silk threads, but it is difficult to describe the material and color of this dress in precise words.

Even ordinary people, not professionals, feel this way. Because the layers of gold are very rich, the silk strands are intertwined layer by layer, interweaving patterns and runes that are beyond people's imagination.

The dazzling golden light is not only in these materials themselves, but also in the unique intertwined rune power, giving this golden luster a holy taste.

This is not an ordinary golden robe, but a gorgeous garment that exists specifically for the future of a country!

Although Chrissy has not reached the beauty of the country and the city, she also looks bright and bright, graceful, showing the demeanor of the first beauty of the blue collar, and with the blessing of this dress, she is even better, as beautiful as a goddess.

"Whoa!"

Long skirts flutter and dance in the gale. A dance of neon clothes and feathers, the bright golden mang, dazzled everyone's eyes.

"Good dancing, it's just a pity. ”

Blue Descartes sighed, as if admiring and regretting, he had understood Chrissy's state of mind, and he had never imagined that she would have such a side when she seemed cold and ruthless.

The next moment, a burst of fire rose from the lord's mansion, dancing with beautiful flames, enveloping the entire complex, and the flames exuded the smell of magic, which was a sacrifice.

Not surprisingly, she was gradually devoured, contaminated with magical flames, and this long dress was even more vivid, truly like a phoenix reborn from the flames, bright and dazzling.

A tear slipped from Chrissy's eyes, and was quickly evaporated by the flames. She regretted it very much, although this time it was indeed a disaster, but her family was usually too domineering, and she was too cruel, maybe the current disaster was the punishment of the gods.

In short, everything is empty, it is a foregone conclusion, right or wrong, and in a blink of an eye, it came to an end with her neon dress and feather dance.

"Well, there's no need to waste any more energy on this. Sajpui, can the Psychic Beacon that Iroh wants start building?"

Lan Descartes judged indifferently, his mentality had already changed, and naturally it was impossible for Chrissy to fluctuate in the last swan song, appearing iron-blooded and cold.

The most important thing now is to build that mysterious device called the Psychic Beacon and truly control the Blue Collar!

In fact, from the moment the city was broken, the key to the task of the nascent Tokamaks had just arrived.

Obviously, it is not difficult to break through Biqing City, with the current strength of the Tokamak faction, whether it is Blue Descartes or Sajpui, if you really fight with the mentality of really doing your best, you will not be able to defeat the Biqing Collar who has no demigod powerhouse and no magic pattern technology!

But what about after the victory?

This is not 10,000 years ago, the development of communication technology has made it possible for what is happening in the Biqing Territory to be detected by the orc royal court guards in the cold area, and the Dragon Knights and the Purification Institute will also take action in the future.

The Orc King Court Guard is definitely not an opponent of the level of the Biqing Alliance, the strength of this strongest legion in the Eastern Continent is more than a hundred times that of the Biqing Alliance, even a demigod can easily surround and kill!

Not to mention the Dragon Knights and Purification of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Iroh hasn't recovered his god-level strength yet, so the Tokamaks can't cope with a steady stream of strong enemies.

Therefore, information shielding is the most important part of this war!

Before the beast tide attacked the city, Isendran did send several squads to ask for help from the Seven Cities and the Purification Institute. The team seeking the aid of purification has been wiped out by Sajpui, while the team seeking assistance from the Seven Cities has been deliberately spared in order to kill all the living forces of the Biqing Collar at once.

In addition, Sajpui did not show up in the siege of Biqing City, but was always commanded by Blue Descartes, also because in addition to activating the Legion Machine magic, he also needed to maintain a shielding barrier to block Biqingcheng's call for help!

But even then, this task is only half done.

Because it is impossible for Biqing City to remain isolated from the outside world forever, of course, Iroh wants this territory not for a simple reason such as sacrificing all the people inside, but-

The Tokamaks needed a new base.

Therefore, the green collar must return to normal.

But this time was completely different from Falkenridge's time, there was not enough time left for Iro, and there was no suitable opportunity to intervene in the top management of the green collar, so he had to use some special means.

Take this psychic beacon, for example.

Hit by a dimensional transfer bomb 10,000 years ago, Eloco would not have suffered a powerful attack that interfered with the law of cause and effect in vain. During the long period that followed, he had actually continued to explore the power of this perfect possibility of weaving the world.

And the result of the exploration is this psychic beacon.

To put it simply, as long as this instrument is activated, the cognition of everyone in the entire green collar will be modified, and in their memory, there are no monsters attacking the city at all, and there is no Isendran and Chrissy their existence, but the Tokamaks - to be precise, Blue Descartes and Iro, who have always ruled the land.

Even subconsciously, they will firmly believe in all this, and will not have half doubts, even if they are legendary powerhouses!

This is the terrible thing about the weapon of the law of cause and effect, which is completely unreasonable and directly modifies the world!

But even if this is the case, it is only the most superficial application of the law of cause and effect, and the results of Iroh's exploration for such a long time must be activated with the help of a medium. And the activation of the Psychic Beacon requires too much energy, and with the little money that Iroh has barely saved up for five thousand years, it can only be used once.

Once, but enough.

Meanwhile.

In the eastern part of the icy area, which is thousands of miles away from the blue collar, all you can see is an endless snowfield, and the cold wind and the flying snow dance together, reducing the temperature here to minus twenty or thirty degrees. The extreme cold numbs people's nerves, making them lose sensation in their hands and feet, and they can barely maintain the flexibility of their limbs only by constantly moving their bodies.

It can be said that this place is not suitable for most creatures, and the environment is unimaginably harsh. But what is incredible is that in the depths of the snowfield, there is a huge dragon body of a crimson dragon that covers the sky and the sun, and every dragon scale reflects the dazzling brilliance in the bright light unique to the snowfield.

Despite its large size, it appears very well-proportioned, and the dragon's body strictly adheres to the golden ratio, giving it an incredible beauty.

It flapped a pair of giant wings, held its slender neck high, and exuded endless majesty in a pair of dark green dragon eyes.

"Looks like that guy's men have succeeded. I hope I don't waste a piece of my heart......"

Talking to himself, the crimson dragon began to fall. It retracted its wings slightly, raising its center of gravity so that its strong hind legs touched the ground first, and then let its front paws land lightly on the ground.

The crimson dragon tilted its neck slightly, its expression haughty and indifferent, its eyes glowing with a faint green fluorescence staring deeply at the empty front, as if expecting something.

The next moment, the dragon turned into a tall woman.

The black and red women's military uniform, the white boots that spread to the thighs, the military hat inlaid with the infinite mark that symbolizes the eternal god, the long black soft hair pouring down like a waterfall, like a beautiful face cast by the wind and snow without a trace of flaws, with a bit of a dangerous smile in the cold and arrogant look, like a queen on the top, and like a Valkyrie standing proudly on the battlefield, there is a deadly beauty.

Leader of the Purification House, Grand Inquisitor, Levi Anson.

Or rather, Leviathan.