National capital, war department, command room.

"Captain, it's almost unstoppable, ah-" The miserable shout was transmitted through the communication system into the command room, sending many Atlanteans into an uneasy panic.

The voice came from the clansmen guarding the War Department, and the blood-colored "Swimming Fish" was frantically attacking the War Department.

The War Department is one of the last few places that has not yet been breached by the bloody "Swimming Fish", but it is only a matter of time before it is breached, because the defense system of the War Department does not work at all against the "Swimming Fish".

"Captain, what should I do? The fleets of the Fifth Civilization have already launched an offensive, and if they do not fight back, Atlantis will not be able to hold out for long with the defense system alone. One of the clansmen looked at the back closest to the console.

It was a man who was stronger than the rest of the Atlanteans, with a straight back, broad arms, and a grim face that made people unconsciously feel awe.

It's just that there is a hideous scar on that resolute and cold face, the scar extends obliquely from the center of the forehead to the corner of the left side of the face, and the appearance of the scar destroys the man's handsomeness and makes the man a little more fierce.

The man is the captain of the War Department, second only to the royal family and the lord's Atlantis high-level.

In the spacious command room, it was a strange sight, all the Atlanteans were still, some sitting upright at the workbench, others stretching their waists, each in a different position.

The power of perpetual frost has kept their limbs in a space where time flows extremely slowly, and the "abandonment" of their limbs has directly caused their bodies to be unable to make any movements, and the only thing that can move is the head on the neck.

The captain stared at the display screen in front of the console with a gloomy face, which showed the picture of the 100-ship fleet attacking the national capital, but fortunately, the anti-fake system and the abduction system stopped the enemy's attack.

However, the clansman behind him was right, if he didn't take countermeasures, Atlantis wouldn't be able to sustain it for long with the second-level automatic defense system alone.

"Captain, it's almost impossible to hold on outside, those things will rush in soon!" The clansman in charge of the alert report of the War Department in front of the workbench said eagerly.

The captain turned his head and swept the closed door of the command room behind him with the corner of his eye, unable to turn around, his head could only turn a hundred degrees.

After just one glance, he refocused on the monitor, knowing that the metal door of the command room couldn't stop the things outside, and that he didn't have much time left.

Falling from the display to the largest red button in the center of the console, the man's gaze gradually became resolute, and the resoluteness revealed the courage and determination to die.

In the next second, he leaned forward with his chest and back, brought his hands closer, and then jerked back, and the sharp pain came from the elbow that connected the lower arm to the upper arm, and at the same time, the pain in the knee that connected the calf to the thigh.

Holding back the pain, he leaned forward again with his chest and back, repeating the previous movements.

Two, three, four...... Every time, he tried his best to fight backwards, and his crazy and desperate posture directly stunned everyone in the command room for a while.

Looking at the captain who was fighting against his limbs like crazy without a sound, everyone in the command room couldn't help but hold their breath, their hearts rose to their throats, and there were thick palpitations and horrors in their nervous emotions.

He's going to break his limbs to get the little freedom he has left at the end of his life! Everyone had insight into the captain's thoughts.

Everyone knows the fierce character of the captain, but no one can imagine that the captain is still ruthless when it comes to himself, and it is so scalp-tingling.

Some people opened their mouths, but they could not speak.

"Brigade—" Someone tried to dissuade him, but he couldn't.

Struggling desperately again and again, the elbows and knees have changed color, blue, purple, and black, and the three colors have stained the skin into an abnormal and sick state, and you can already see blood droplets squeezing out of the pores, and there are inconspicuous cracks on the skin.

The severe pain made the captain's forehead covered with beads of sweat, and there was still a large amount of cold sweat frantically squeezing out of the pores, a tearing sensation, this was a real tearing sensation, his body trembled, and the pain made his body almost numb.

He suddenly stopped, leaned forward, breathed weakly, and rested.

As soon as he stopped, the pain that had been somewhat diminished by the numbness came again, but he had to do it, not for rest, but for the next crucial step.

Everyone in the command room did not dare to shout, and their red eyes stared at the tall and weak figure in unison.

After accumulating enough strength, he exhaled softly, and in the next second, his bloodshot eyes showed a fierce look, and the captain roared, used all his strength, and slammed backwards.

Blood lines, four heavy, hot, bright blood lines spilled out, reflected in everyone's dull eyes, two hands and forearms were fixed in the sea water by an invisible force, and below were two feet including calves.

Blood gushed out from the fracture, streaks of blood in the bloodstream, and even more fine pieces of flesh, one of which was obviously larger, still hanging from the fracture of the left forearm, drooping downward, and blood dripping down the flesh.

The fracture is not only red, but also white, which is the flesh and bone that have not yet been stained red by blood, but as the blood gushes, those white flesh and bones will be infected with blood.

The tearing sound was obviously muffled by the captain's roar, but it sounded in everyone's hearts, incomparably loud and shocking to the heart.

Adam's apple rolling is almost everyone's action, and it's the only reaction everyone can make at this moment.

With the sound of landing that was not loud but was extremely obvious, everyone reacted, and looked at the ground behind their limbs, and the scene that caught their eyes made everyone's hearts ache.

The disabled man, who had only his arms and thighs left, fell to the ground on his back, his face distorted by pain had a look of relief, blood gushed out from the fracture, staining the ground and the sea, and there was a large piece of flesh and blood hanging on the white bones of his thighs, which was unbearable.

Forcibly breaking off limbs, just sounding terrible, really happened in front of everyone.

"Captain." Some clansmen choked up and said, tears rolling in their red eyes, and they endured it so that they didn't fall.

Presumably to save strength, the captain did not speak, did not dare to waste the slightest time, struggled to get rid of his almost numb arms and thighs, staggered up from the ground, and slowly floated towards the console.

The captain's antics made everyone feel like they were stuck in their throats, they wanted to say something, but they couldn't say anything at all, they were sad and even more heartbroken.

Finally, enduring the near-fainting pain, the captain made his way to the console with difficulty, and he immediately fell forward for fear of losing time, and in the process, his head used inertia and the slightest strength he had to slam into the red button.

Syllable!

The glass lid on the red button shattered, and the shards cut through the face, leaving dense wounds, and even smaller shards pierced the face, some into the forehead, some in the cheeks.

The captain, who was again at the cost of heavy damage, finally pressed the red button with his head.

The red button has infrared rays ejected, scanning the captain's body, and then an electronic voice is heard: "Identity authentication is successful, the light of the god killer is activated, manual and spontaneous, please choose." ”

"Spontaneous...... Style. The captain finally said the first sentence, and blood continued to fly out of the mouth.

"Spontaneous God-killing Light activated." Electronic stereo.

The captain's tense body relaxed, though doing so would cause the blood loss to slow up and hasten his death.

This was the last thing he could do, and now he was truly liberated.

"Everybody...... For...... Stay alive. A hoarse, faint voice came from the captain's blood-soaked mouth, the last thing he said to his men.

With that, he slowly closed his eyes, and his mutilated body eventually became a corpse.

"Captain!"

"Captain!"

"Captain!"

…………

The excitement finally stopped at this moment, and the cries of pain converged into a sea of misery that flooded the command room, and an atmosphere of pathos haunted everyone.

"Even though you are dead, you are still alive!" With tears in his eyes, the vice-captain whispered, "Captain, you...... No more regrets. ”

The captain died, but he didn't have as many regrets as the vice-captain thought, he did, and a lot.

Failing to cancel the identity authentication of the envoy of the Water King Palace at that time was his biggest regret, he didn't have this authority, and only the Great Lord had this authority.

With the removal of the status of the Time Envoy, the defense system will no longer treat the Water King Hall as its own.

At that time, what the Water King Hall needs to face will be the dual attack of Atlantis's god-killing light and the artillery fire of the Fifth Civilization fleet.

It's a pity that he can't see this scene, and he doesn't even have the possibility of it happening.

Without giving the many Atlanteans time to grieve, the sirens sounded suddenly, quickly and loudly.

"Those things outside have already reached the command corridor, and they will rush into the command room in ten minutes!" The clansman in charge of the alert report of the War Department shouted.

"Vice Captain, what do we do now?"

"Yes, vice-captain, what should I do? We cannot sit idly by. ”

"Fight with those things!"

"Yes, fight with them!"

…………

For a time, the command room was furious.

"I only want to ask you, do you want to be a victim of the slaughter, or do you want to be a heroic spirit who fights to the death!" The vice-captain squeezed out the tears in his eyes, looked at everyone, and his expression became majestic.

"Die in battle!"

"Die in battle!"

"Die in battle!"

…………

The vice-captain stopped talking, he got the answer, he acted, and just like the captain did before, he chose to break his limbs and use the little freedom left in his life to defend the dignity and honor of the soldiers of Atlantis!

One, two, three...... In the command room, everyone began to fight against the "abandoned" limbs, and the pain was like a plague, infecting everyone.

"Shout out when it hurts! If you can't hold on, just look at the captain! The vice captain's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth and shouted at his subordinates.

Screams of pain echoed through the command room, tearing sensations invaded everyone's nerves, and physical torture made them nearly collapse.

Whenever someone was about to lose his hand, he would take a look at the body of the captain on the console, and then continue to brutally self-mutilate, and no one gave up from beginning to end.

When the blood-colored "swimming fish" ignored the barrier of matter and entered through the heavy metal gate, in the command room, the dense hands, feet, forearms, and calves were fixed in the sea water by invisible force, and the blood stained the entire ground, and countless disabled bodies were lying in pools of blood, but fortunately they still exuded weak breathing and did not become corpses.

"Loyalty, you can sacrifice your body; Gall, can sacrifice the soul! Be brave and recast the glory of Atlantis! Supreme glory, shining in the holy kingdom! The vice-captain screamed, slammed off the ground, and rushed towards the blood-colored "Swimming fish." ”

"Supreme glory, Shine in the Holy Kingdom!"

"Supreme glory, Shine in the Holy Kingdom!"

"Supreme glory, Shine in the Holy Kingdom!"

…………

Resolute, many Atlanteans rose from the ground, and rushed towards the blood-colored fish with the intention of killing and treating death as their home.

The tragic scene of suicide was quietly staged in the command room, how heartbreaking and heart-wrenching it was to die silently and to be determined in despair.

No, it's not suicide, it's a war death.

They broke free from the fate of the victims of the massacre; They have become the Heroic Spirits of Atlantis!