"Xinyin and I are real family, and we always hold each other's hands even at the last minute. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info We were attacked by the Spear of Light...... When I came back to my senses, the [Spear of Light] passed by my side, and there was not even a scream in my heart, only my arm was left, and it just disappeared. ”

Hidehiko laughed, and a slight glance was all it took to determine that he was not mentally normal.

"Gee, but I'm glad I'm safe and sound. You're right, let's retreat, hehehe......"

Hidehiko laughed and burst into tears.

Rentaro suddenly felt that this guy was so infuriating - after all, he had fought so hard, and even paid a desperate price for it.

Suddenly, centered on the soles of Hidehiko's feet, the ground suddenly cracked, and for a moment I thought it was a large bulge, but it turned out to be cracked with a booming sound.

"Danger!"

Rentaro yelled and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Hidehiko Do's arm, trying to drag him out.

But there was a huge suction force from below the ground, and his arm was pulled so hard that he was about to dislocate, and by the time Rentaro came back to his senses, he was already sitting on the ground.

Centered on where Hidehiko was standing, the ground with a diameter of about ten meters sank completely, turning into a large hole, and Hidehiko Ido disappeared.

When he finally figured out what was going on, Rentaro quickly pulled out the flashlight from his waist and ran towards the big hole.

The moment the bottom of the cave was illuminated, Rentaro met the strange creatures that emerged from the dense dust.

The guy's eyes had deteriorated to the point where they couldn't be confirmed with the naked eye.

Like wet velvet body hair, the hypertrophied five giant claws are supposed to be used to dig through the ground, and the tentacles and bright red flowers that emerge from the body hair emit a foul smell similar to that of Rafflesia.

It looks like a giant python, but - with two front paws.

What is this?

The completely unpredictable attack directly below sent Rentaro chills.

It should be Phase Three, or maybe even Phase Four.

It is an intestinal animal that can cause the ground to fall and attack humans, and its size is huge, and it has a torso length of about seven or eight meters just in the range that Rentaro can see, and the body hidden inside the stone block does not know how long.

And yet - it's also stuck in the terrain at the moment.

Kill yourself, good chance!

Knowing where it was exposed, the protogullar wanted to burrow into the hole in the blink of an eye.

"Tina——!

"Yes!"

Tina, who was extremely fast, leaped into the hole, inserted an anti-tank rifle of similar height into the hole and pulled the trigger.

A dull sound sounded, and the V-shaped brake on the front of the rifle spewed out a huge muzzle flame, and the counter-current of the firing gas kicked up the surrounding sand.

At such a close distance, the power of an anti-tank rifle with a large metal bullet is not even weaker than a grenade burst.

"Roar——!"

The rocks were constantly collapsing with terrifying explosions, and the wails of protozoan animals suddenly came from the depths of the cave, gradually fading.

"Brother, it's been solved. ”

Rentaro nodded to Tina, who had jumped back from the hole, and then looked back at the battlefield.

It's a big scuffle with no order at all.

At this point, it is impossible for even the instructions of my head of the hall to pass on, and then again, I do not have the strength or command to change the situation of the battle.

At this moment, rather than effective commands, what is more needed is to rely on some elites with extremely excellent individual abilities to roam the battlefield, so as to have any hope of reversing the defeat.

By your own side...... There are just such talents.

Rentaro closed his eyes, then slowly opened them, and the ability he had cultivated in the hunting festival camp for a while was finally manifested, and he quickly ordered:

"Everyone disperses and covers the police who are in a bitter battle!"

Everyone nodded vigorously, and Rentaro closed his eyes and took three deep breaths before he opened his mouth to urge everyone.

"Let's go!"

Clenched their fists together and vowed to meet again alive, and the pairs dispersed.

Rentaro and Yeonjoo run side by side on the battlefield, looking for the police in urgent need of help.

Yanzhu's ability to repel enemies and rescue his companions can be described as a swift wind and thunder.

Rescue starters who are cornered by protozoans and desperately retreat, rescue partners who have lost their teammates and are surrounded, or pick up the wounded with both hands and take them away.

The speed-enhanced starter is definitely the strongest rescuer on the battlefield.

Some of the rescued people were at a loss, some were grateful to the point of exaggeration, some stared at Rentaro and held his hand tightly, and some returned to the battlefield again without saying a word.

However, of course, on the battlefield of life and death, not everywhere is a dazzling picture that can become a beautiful talk.

Some of the initiators, who were unlucky enough to be saved, were teary eyes grinding and chewing on the monster's many rows of sharp teeth.

In particular, after the initiator loses his commander and spiritual support, the facilitator, he almost always falls into insanity.

This happens everywhere.

Rentaro felt sad that manpower was sometimes poor, and he was not yet able to save everyone.

Moreover, although the overall strength of the formal civilian police group is stronger than that of the temporary hunting and sacrificial police group, their problem is that the initiators of the regular civilian police do not have enough independent ability.

They are not more than ten years old, and once they lose their promoters, then except for a few elites, many initiators will completely lose their combat effectiveness.

After all, they are just a group of children, and not every starter has the same qualities as Tina or Yanzhu.

Somewhere, a young girl slumped next to the facilitator's corpse, her eyes glazed.

Rentaro and the others tried to take her hand to safety temporarily, but they were met with fierce resistance.

"Don't. If I get out of this person's side, I'll be beaten to death. ”

From this sentence, we can understand how the facilitator treated her during her lifetime.

No matter how much she told her that the facilitator was dead, she didn't believe it, so Rentaro had to leave for a while to help the others.

By the time they passed there again, many protozoa had gathered around them, scrambling to stick out their mouths and grab food with their backs to them.

Although they also noticed Rentaro, they had no intention of attacking. Those guys must love their food.

In another place, a facilitator is in the process of gastrulation.

Rentaro died in order to keep him at least human, so he aimed his pistol at him. The initiator who tied his dyed hair into a ball head stopped Rentaro and cried and pleaded for mercy.

But in the next second, the alien aragut bit off the girl's head from behind, and the girl's body fell as if it had spun around a few times.

The deaths that Rentaro saw today were no less than the war ten years ago—maybe more.

The more I saw it, the more Rentaro felt powerless.

What can I do and what can I do to help them?

However, I'm just a weak person who can't even save a girl...... Can such a weak self really save Tokyo City from destruction?

"Brother Nagato...... What am I going to do......"

The smoke hurts my eyes. Breathing also becomes rapid. His face was black with soot and mud.

The temperature is close to 50 degrees. An amazing heat wave on the battlefield forced Rentaro to pull off his tie.

He and Yanzhu got separated at some point.

As he was looking around where he was going to help next, Tongue of Fire approached the abandoned hut beside him.

The burning police tents echoed each other, and when the fire merged, a fierce flame vortex swept across the battlefield, and the temperature reached an astonishing number of more than 1,200 degrees.

The swirling red lotus rumbled, sounding like a demon's laughter.

This building is used to store gasoline -

The moment he saw the tongue of fire reaching the gasoline drum in the house, the blood in Rentaro's whole body froze.

In such a short period of time, he only had time to make a prostrate defensive posture.

In the next moment, the violent shock wave from the flames of the explosion tore his body from the ground and threw him into the air.

Rentaro was blown nearly twenty meters away, hitting the ground violently, and a large hole thirty meters wide was trapped around it.

However, the impact force was not completely eliminated, and it rolled on the ground for a few more laps before finally stopping.

In the swirling field of vision, Rentaro held the ground with his hands while spitting out the blood foam in his mouth, barely lifting his aching body. The burnt uniforms smell like burning chemical fibers.

His clothes were torn everywhere, blood clotted and turned dark red, his internal organs seemed to have bled from the impact, and he was dazzled by the amount of thin air he had inhaled.

A shrill tinnitus echoed deep in his ears, and Rentaro, who had a dysesthetic sensation, pounded his ears and realized that he had been temporarily deaf.

Perhaps the eardrum is damaged.

Rentaro stood up stupidly, looking out at the battlefield where the sound had disappeared.

Black smoke rose like a wild dragon, and sparks danced in the air at the police frontline base that was burned by bright red flames.

The policemen opened their mouths wide and didn't know what they were shouting, desperately trying to change the situation of the war, but the situation only deteriorated unilaterally.

There was a starter who grabbed the shoulder of the promoter who had lost his head, and tried his best to find the medic everywhere.

The reptilian archellum threw the body of one of the starters high into the air, caught it with its mouth, and then was torn in half by the two archagula.

Probably separated from the facilitator, a fair-skinned girl in a white one-piece dress sobbed aimlessly with her hands in the scorching heat of the battlefield, with pieces of flesh under her feet that she didn't know who they belonged to, up to her ankles.

The internal organs of the deceased flew out, and the ruptured skull and brain pulp were scattered in all directions, stained with dirt.

Rentaro clutched his heart and felt unspeakable pain.

Damn it

- Hell.