The venomous snake that had been dormant in the cave had finally survived the winter, like the blood-colored bud that had lurked in Lowell's chest.

Perhaps the Moon King did not think about harming his own descendants, and even thought about the day when history would settle his own score...... It's like the nobody who woke up and turned his gun on Lowell that year.

However, when they faced that heavy epic, they all relented without exception.

Whether it's an emperor or a general, a nobody, or an obscure expert, who doesn't want to leave a fairy tale of truth, goodness and beauty for the end of the story?

Make a name for yourself too.

However, once the heart softens -

It's all late.

"Bang!"

The sudden sound of gunfire tinged the festive atmosphere of Mammoth City with a touch of sadness and slaughter.

Once again, the hot-blooded lads rushed to the front without hesitation, just as their teacher had taught them in class, and straightened their backs in the face of both Wutuo and Lassy.

People surrounded the town hall and begged for an explanation.

Their demands were beyond reproach, and they did not even make further demands, such as bringing Rassi to court.

However, even if the request was so mild, it was still fatal to the Mammoth Nation.

No way, the responsibility is too concentrated.

There are countless guys who have both prosperity and loss, like grasshoppers strung on a rope.

This is destined to make it impossible for the Mammoth Kingdom to take a step back in the face of this turbulent wave, even if it is a small step, it is a cliff.

If the same thing happened in the South China Sea Alliance, it would be a big deal to remove Li Minghui.

However, this is the Mammoth Nation.

Once Lassi is out of class, the first to be liquidated is the stormtroopers, and the last is his henchmen......

It will not be a question of a few people calling the kings and emperors, but the scattered sand will have to be broken into a few more, and the rolling heads will have to build another unattainable dam on the Tasan River!

Without even Rassi having to speak, the troops stationed in the city had already taken the lead.

In any case, they could not let the crowd storm the town hall, and at all costs.

The children are too young to learn to express themselves tactfully, and the Mammoth authorities have not had enough time to learn how to deal with public opinion.

The soldiers fired warning shots into the sky, but no one gave in, and soon someone fell, and then no matter how many reasons they had, it was not clear.

The sight of the children slumped on the ground, and the fathers returning from overseas work, were also angry, which eventually caused the conflict to become even more popular, almost affecting the diocese's Silvermoon Church.

There is no right or wrong in the whole affair.

There is only a price.

And when everyone suddenly realized it, even those who didn't eat soil suddenly saw that their heels were no longer in that inch of red clay, that blood-like dazzling history.

As countless Kent had expected, the miracle of Boulder did not happen in Mammoth.

Looking at the telegrams and newspapers sent from the rear at the same time, Lassy, who was fighting with the remnants of the Southern Army on the front line, no longer had a crooked nose, but a trembling body with anger.

"Nonsense! Father...... Grass! Damn it! ”

He suddenly realized that he couldn't explain his reasoning.

It was true that he blew up the dam, but he didn't expect it to eventually collapse the entire village downstream, and he did his best to make up for those people later.

It would have been better if this matter had been admitted at the time, when everyone was disregarding human life, and even the "Imperial God of War" Alayan was also killing, what could a group of half-asleep and half-awake people do?

Maybe I'll think he's frank and a real villain.

And later, as soon as he "turned back", a new dam was put up...... Just like he has already done, everyone will praise him for being a good man who dares to do things.

But it's too late to say anything now.

His enemies stabbed this out for him, and it was a stab to add fuel to the fire, using the most shameless method - deducing the cause from the result, and even the later idea of "working abroad" became a big game of chess under the flood.

At this moment, he is like an angry lion, with sharp teeth and claws, but he doesn't know who to behold.

This is also unavoidable.

What he is good at is what Absec is not good at, and Absec is naturally good at what he will not be good at.

Looking at the mad marshal and commander, the staff officer in the military tent persuaded.

"The war is not over yet, we can't let these people mess around, in short, let's impose martial law first! There are also overseas workers who have postponed returning home. ”

After a pause, he added.

"In addition, the other party published the newspaper, and we also published the newspaper to clarify!"

This is expedient.

But since you've been shot, you have to bandage the wound before you do anything else.

However, it is a pity that this staff officer is young after all, and once he does this, he will fall into a spiral of rumors and rumors...... Not to mention that their butts aren't clean in the first place.

Even if the bombing of the dam is a secret of the stormtroopers, only Shawa and other high-level officials know about it, but seeing Lassi's reaction, the officers basically know it.

Even if the truth in the newspaper is mixed with water, one of the ten lies is true and cannot escape.

In fact, the most efficient way is to deal with it coldly, first cover the mouths of those little people, and then put a more exaggerated message to divert attention, and wait for everyone to forget what the original contradiction was, and then shape the correct memory little by little.

For example, Lassi's original intention was to protect the dam from stray bullets, but the minions carried out the wrong order. For example, the soldier did not make a mistake at all, because no one gave the order, and the dam fell into disrepair and was shattered by Bamut's 100mm cannon...... After all, the quality of the Xilan Empire's engineering is the same as the empire itself, which can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.

But there are some things that you don't understand just don't understand.

Those buried in the red soil can only be used as nourishment for the latecomers, so that the latecomers can absorb the dross in the red soil.

Lassi gritted her teeth and nodded, and finally gave the order.

"Martial law!"

In fact, until now, no one in the military tent thinks this is a big deal, and the only ones who feel sorry are the future pillars who died in the conflict.

They spend a lot of money to raise those children.

Including Lassi himself, he only regarded those troublesome fools as the veterans of the Moon Clan Resistance, after all, it was this kind of clown-like character who had been singing against him all along.

However, he himself forgot that the clowns didn't even dare to resist.

Those who rebelled against him this time dared to shed blood.

Looking at Lassy, who was silently staring at the map of the front line, the officers at the command table exchanged glances and talked in a low voice.

"Could it be Absec who did it?"

"Isn't Shawar in the Great Rift Valley, let him ask."

"Huh...... Will people be honest with you? ”

"If they really instigated it, I'm afraid they will come over! Don't be careful! ”

On the other side, in the middle of Yangzhou, at the forefront of the confrontation between the Northern Field Army of Borneo and the Southern Army, Isher held a telescope and looked at the enemy's position, full of thoughts.

Haruka remembered that he was still moving boxes on the docks of the Southern Legion, but now he has become the gravedigger of the Southern Legion.

It's really impermanent.

At this time, an officer walked up behind him and reported it.

"Rassi's forces are massing towards our rear."

Ignoring the marquee's thoughts, Isher put down her binoculars and sighed.

"Do they make any further moves?"

The officer shook his head.

"Nope."

After pondering for a long time, Isher ordered.

"Let Jokale take his 110,000th team...... Take my place, don't rush in! Mainly on the defensive. ”

After a pause, he added.

"In addition, inform the brothers of the 30,000th team, come with me to see what this Lassi is going to do!"

Originally, he had planned to let Yokal beware of Rassy, but he dismissed this idea when he thought of his grumpy and impulsive nature.

Don't want to fight on the other side at that time, but you went off the gun first.

Again, in case of a real fight, the reckless man of Yokal is no match for Rassi.

It's not that he brags.

In the entire Borneo country, I'm afraid only his own bounty can compare with Rassi.

This is recognition from the enemy.

At the same time, at the forefront of the confrontation.

Ross, who had risen from commander to commander, was also standing at the observation post, staring at the opposite position meticulously.

After a few rounds of confrontation, he was basically sure that standing in front of him was the "Jungle Rat" with a bounty of nearly 10 million dinars, the first wise general of Borneo!

Thinking of this, the corners of Rose's mouth couldn't help but curl up with a hint of self-deprecation.

When he first set foot on Xifan Harbor, he only had contempt and anger in his heart when he looked at those Borneo people who would rather dig a pit and bury themselves than dare to resist, but faced their compatriots with fierce stubble.

At that time, he would never have imagined that such a group of shameful little mice would become stronger and stronger, and even a few talents would have emerged that even an officer born in a professional class like himself would find tricky......

If you think about it, you have actually seen that Isher, and she is only a dozen steps away.

He couldn't help but half-jokingly think that if he had fired a shot at that time, maybe it would have changed history......

But this can only be thought of as a joke.

Even if there are no "Jungle Rats", there will be "Jungle Snakes" or "Jungle Birds", and even more difficult "Jungle Cats" and "Jungle Tigers".

By now, he couldn't figure out how to help the Southern Legion get back a city, and he just wanted to fight happily and offer his last loyalty to Marshal Julius.

It's just that for some reason, the opposite side, which was originally on fire, suddenly seemed to have withered.

What the hell are they waiting for?

Rose frowned, his thoughts confused like a tangled ball of twine.

At this time, his lieutenant walked into the observation post and handed him a secret telegram with a serious expression.

Rose took the message and glanced at it hurriedly, his expression stunned.

[The 170,000 troops obeyed the order, and the 30,000 troops of Borneo will change guards with the 110,000 troops at 12 o'clock today, and there will be people holding the flag of the 110,000 troops on the mountain, and the whole army must not open fire, so surrender to this person immediately! ] The Emperor of the Eastern Empire promised to keep you home safely. 】

[-Commander of the Northern Front, Captain Oletvan]

His lips trembled, he took a deep breath, his eyes blood-red, and he wanted to tear the telegram apart.

Traitor!

A lackey who steals his life!

They hide in caves and eat insects to open up territory for the legions! But wait for such a result!

His hand clenched the telegram, and it was at this moment that he noticed that the adjutant in front of him was just as red as he was.

Seeing the hand on the matching gun, Rose understood everything in an instant.

Not everyone wants to shed their last drop of blood for the Legion......

They had already accompanied him to charge again and again, and this time they really couldn't rush.

The legion is finished.

“…… Do you want to go home? ”

The adjutant didn't speak, just looked at him with red eyes, and nodded.

"The soldiers want to go home...... Their family is in Eternal Night, and your wife is there. ”

Rose took a deep breath, sat down in his chair, and gently set the telegram aside.

He did think of Demi and thought of his children...... And that's what he hasn't wanted to think about all along, because once he thinks of it, he remembers that he is a person, not a beast.

Once the memory box was opened, he remembered many things in an instant.

Including his promise to his wife and children before leaving-

He had set foot in the province of Borneo to protect the Wilantes, and he would return home with all his glory.

Although most of these promises have not been fulfilled, there is at least one thing that he can keep......

"I see...... I'll take you home. ”

Looking at the nodding commander, the adjutant stood up with red eyes and made a military salute.

"Thank you......"

Rose smiled weakly and looked at the emerald green mountains outside the observation post.

It's over......

"Don't thank me, this is what I owe you."

At the same time that he let go of all his obsessions, the position of the Borneo Northern Field Army was changing its guard in full swing.

In order to guard against Rassi's backstabbing, Isher handed over the front line to Yokal and personally led his army to the west bank of the Tasan River to guard against the Mammoth's military movements.

Due to the tension between the two sides, the crossing in the Tasan River valley was forced to close, and the dirt road, which was not too wide, was filled with migratory wagons and ox carts.

There are also several cars mixed in.

And coincidentally, Niyan, who was rushing to the front, was stuck in one of the cars......

On the other side, Yokal, who had taken over the defense area, was about to make a big move, when a basin of cold water suddenly poured on his head.

It was a secret message from the family meeting—

[The northern front of the Borneo Theater of the Southern Army has surrendered, and your unit will wait for the transfer and deployment of the 30,000 troops to go up the mountain to accept the surrender of the remnants of the Southern Army with the military flag, remember not to misfire, and remember not to hurt the prisoners of war!] 】

[-Commander-in-Chief of the Gray Wolf Army, Gopal]

"Why did you win?"

His hand clutched the telegram tightly, and Jokal's eyes turned red.

This group of dog-called Willant people came to their land to kill a good time, he finally saved up dozens of field guns, and he didn't have a good time, but these people said that if they didn't fight, they wouldn't fight, which is really unreasonable!

He lost his temper for a long time, but he was a person who cared about the overall situation, and finally swallowed this breath.

And the officer who sent the telegram was also relieved.

In fact, he still has a second "secret message" in his hand, which is a message sent to him by Savoa, the second-in-command of the family association.

If Yokal ignores the overall situation and puts the safety of thousands of people in Borneo at risk, he can fire the first shot!

At the same time, outside the cave in Snake State, Zayd, who was stepping on leather shoes, ordered a Rick five, which he had always been reluctant to smoke, and looked at the clouds in the sky with high spirits.

Today's sun is extraordinarily dazzling, and the clouds are as white as snow.

Because just now, he had already finished his last move, and he had checkmated two kings with just one move.

"This Lassi compares himself to the king of the big moon, but I look at him like a crazy donkey, hehe."

He suddenly thought of an old man, a little girl who was so innocent that she was like soaking in a honey pot.

That guy won too easily, and he felt that victory was a matter of course.

Gopal, who was standing next to him, smiled.

"That's who's going to compare to you."

Revenge!

Gopal's heart was so happy that he suddenly felt that the squeaky little mice were not so annoying.

The Brahminas had ruthlessly abandoned them, drowned them in the Yongliu River, and trampled them into the garbage heap, but in the end they obediently returned to their side.

The body is still quite honest.

For the sake of being the "wolf king", let's not kill them!

As if seeing through Gopal's thoughts, Zeid smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey, you can't be soft-hearted, don't drop the chain at the last moment. You need to kill when you should kill, you should kill when you should kill, and you should kill more than less...... The code name of this operation is in your heart, just call it all killed! ”

Putting away that hint of kindness, Gopal smiled wryly.

"Yes!"

He couldn't read the thick epic before, but now he finally understood why the Thirteen Roads King was not the opponent of the Great Moon King, and the soldiers were strong but they were killed, and why the Great Moon King lost to the not smart Xilan in the end.

But it doesn't matter.

They will plug the loophole that the last Lowell didn't expect for the short-lived Wu Tuo......

In the cave behind the two, young Sava was standing on the stage with a sad face, facing indignant faces, mourning for his family who died at the gunpoint of Lassy.

“…… We mourn the loss of our families in the fight against the forces of evil, and we will not give up fighting to the end for the arrival of a new era! ”

"They will not die in vain!"

The memory of the second tragedy in Westsail Harbor has resurfaced in front of everyone's eyes, and this time the slaughter of them has changed from a Willant to an arrogant "Moon King".

Life and death are imminent, and now we have to fight.

It was not only the Borneo who recalled the painful memories, but also the Wilantes who were in the port of Saisail.

Borneo's 800,000 curry army has gone north, and the "Iron General" Grove, who has risen like a tiger, has beaten Gibson, who has been in power for several months, and fled.

This guy had suffered a defeat at the hands of the alliance before, and now he had lost to the Brahmans, which can be regarded as a disgrace to the face of the Wilantes.

However, he did not lose unjustly, especially when he saw the Conqueror tanks galloping on the wilderness, he was so angry that he almost bled out, and he wanted to pull out everyone in the entire logistics office and shoot them one by one!

In any case, a loss is a loss.

Not to mention how the "Puppet Emperor" Akbar and his servants panicked, their panic was insignificant, and the Chief of the Rift Valley did not even send him an invitation.

Even if he is nominally the king of tens of millions, in the eyes of the Great Rift, he can't even compare to the clowns of Dam City.

Looking at the sad report that floated from the front line and could no longer be suppressed, the Willant people in Xifan Harbor were all panicked, and they couldn't wait to jump into the sea and swim out of this "Death Port" immediately!

No one can be sure if this Absech will let the 800,000-strong army slaughter the entire city, like his old boss Yanush.

And just when they were terrified, the Eastern Empire suddenly threw an olive branch to them.

Instead of staying in Xifan Harbor and waiting for death, it is better to get on the ship of the Eastern Empire and go to New Xifan Harbor......

The Eastern Empire did not have a fleet, but the new confederates of the New World did, and there were quite a few of them.

For the sake of the friendship of the compatriots and a huge sum of money, the Federation fleet, which had just gone to the Vortex Sea to fight the fire, turned a corner, and went to the Borneo Sea again, bringing the people who were looking forward to it to the new homeland that the Eastern Empire had prepared for them......

……

At the same time, in the southwestern corner of the Dhorbarr Mountains, in the barren land, a young but hopeful harbor sits in the middle of the barrenness.

People with large bags and small bags stood in the streets, and with the help of soldiers from the Eastern Empire, they received their tents.

This is the "Willant Provincial Experience".

The series of resettlement measures introduced by the consuls in order to deal with the death dose were obviously learned by the Eastern Empire.

If Marshal Julius were still alive, he would be pleased with this scene, and perhaps change his opinion of Rowell.

The Werants, who had not been "thinking about change" for a century, regained the ability to learn, and it was because of the survivors of Borneo.

If this is regarded as a big game of chess, Rowell must have calculated the red soil that the War Construction Committee made out of the Verantes, and in order to save the unborn Wilantes!

The image suddenly became more brilliant.

Standing on the bare dock, Captain Oleette was carrying his bags with a haggard face.

When he sent the secret telegram to the front line, he was already in the northwest corner of the war zone, and he had already boarded the ship of the Eastern Empire, and arrived at the harbor prepared by the Eastern Empire to receive the spoils of war with the confidential documents of the Northern Front.

Come to think of it, that's probably why Saren hasn't sent troops to help them.

That guy has long coveted their wealth.

Just as they covet the treasures of the civil clique......

Looking at General McLene, who was standing in the harbor, Captain Oletvan, who had figured everything out, smiled bitterly.

“…… Our Tyre has exhausted all the organs, but I didn't expect it to be your wedding dress. ”

Looking at the guy who had been in high spirits in front of him, McClen, who was smoking a cigar, laughed.

"Hehe, weak opponents look down on you, and you can't afford to lose when you meet someone stronger than you?"

If you want to fight with the masters, didn't you ask for it yourself?

But McLalen didn't taunt him.

To be honest, from the perspective of a commander, he is only sixty percent sure of his own judgment.

The Southern Army is not without a chance to win, and the League is not guaranteed to win.

If Gurion were replaced by Griffin, who had learned the methods of the Alliance, the Southern Legion would have a chance of winning at least sixty percent.

But how is it possible for a dead person to crawl out of a coffin?

The deaths of Generals Klaas and Griffin made him realize that the Legion was destined to learn from defeat and never move from one defeat to the next.

Either they will win all the way to victory, or they will lose one defeat after another.

From this point of view, the collapse of the Legion was indeed a matter of fate.

They can win many times, but they can't get up if they lose once......

Looking at McClen who seemed to be smiling, Aulett shook his head.

"I didn't mean that...... I only occasionally wonder if we could win the alliance if we were together. ”

General McLaen said lightly.

"If the sun goes from one to two, will it save the wasteland? Why do you want to imagine a possibility that doesn't exist. ”

Captain Olete was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile.

"That's what I said......"

After pausing for a long time, he couldn't help but say again.

"By the way, my business ......"

McLaren knew what he was going to say and said succinctly.

"Don't worry, His Majesty Saren is a man of promise, and if he says he will save your life, he will save your life, which is one of the reasons why he can be a winner."

Hearing the sarcasm in that tone, Oleette said with a wry smile.

"I see...... Looking at it this way, we really didn't lose unjustly. ”

After a moment of silence, he suddenly worried about his old leader again, and couldn't help asking.

“…… And what about Gurion? ”

"You're already standing here, still asking such stupid questions?" McClan smoked a cigar and smiled meaningfully at him, "You don't think everybody can go ashore, do you?" ”

"It's ...... too," Oleette's Adam's apple moved, swallowing the spit.

McLaan patted the officer on the shoulder.

"We gave him a choice, he could sit in his office and think slowly, instead of having to stay in the bunker and have a stroke like somebody...... Be content. ”

……

In the Great Rift Valley, the door to a conference room is tightly closed. The guards of Triumph City and the guards of Dawn City stood on both sides, one on the left and one on the right.

The power armor they wore was very different in terms of model and livery, but the majesty and solemnity were almost the same.

And the two bigwigs who are sitting in the conference room at the moment don't need to mention their identities.

Almost everyone who passes by the door of the conference room can smell the tension through the crack in the door.

Not far away, in the corridor, two leaders of the survivor colony from the Cloud Province were drifting their eyes to the door, intentionally or unintentionally.

In the province of clouds, the two of them can be regarded as a strong party, but here where the heroes gather, they are like ants.

The world is too big.

Not only the dragon in Ideal City, which is opening its eyes, but also the dragon knight of the Alliance.

It's a bit disrespectful to think so, but it's such an exaggeration.

Three years ago, the wastelanders of the Cloud Realm Province were counting on the bowl of Ideal City.

And now, thanks to the emergence of the Alliance, their business territory has expanded to the entire wasteland.

The light from the fire has gradually covered the lighthouse, and the descendants of the Zhiyuan colony ship and the No. 6 Vault can be regarded as living up to the great ideal.

Of course, such a grand narrative is too far away for the two people standing here.

They just wanted to see what kind of wind could be revealed by that door, so as to analyze which stock would rise on the Ideal City Stock Exchange or the Dawning City Stock Exchange.

Pretty superficial idea, isn't it?

But it's incomparably realistic.

The living standards of the residents of Ideal City are closely related to the stock prices of the major corporate groups, and the survivors of Yunjian Province have most of their net worth pinned on the stocks of the major groups.

Unfortunately, the Ript Valley has taken the privacy of its participants to the extreme, and no "known" technical means can penetrate the door to obtain the information inside.

Coupled with the Aegis's guarantee of safety, it's arguably the safest place in the entire wasteland.

It's even safer than a shelter.

The taller man was a little impatient and looked at the bespectacled man beside him.

This man is both his business partner and his strategic ally in regional affairs.

"What do you think they're going to talk about?"

The man with the glasses stared intently at the door, not wanting to interrupt for a moment.

"I don't know, but I'll know right away."

The tall man was stunned.

"Immediately?"

Can you still have a press conference after this talk?

Glancing at the uninformed guy, the bespectacled man chuckled.

"Expressions, movements, gait, demeanor, and even the order in which you go out...... This is all information, and people are human after all, and they can't be as flawless as androids. ”

He has turned on the behavioral analysis system of AR glasses.

By the way, this set of hardware and software was bought by him from Ideal City.

The tall man gave a thumbs up in admiration and sighed ashamedly.

"You're too professional!"

The closed door of the conference room touched everyone's heartbeat, which was far more worthy of attention than the little thing about Chen Guzi in Dam City.

Whether the two fists in the east and west touched or clenched together almost decided the fate of the entire Middle-earth continent.

At that moment, the tightly closed door suddenly slammed open.

Seeing the two big guys who were talking and laughing from behind the door, almost all the people who were looking at this side breathed a sigh of relief.

There are also people who sigh.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

The Willant Archon and the Coalition Administrator have a great conversation, and Triumph and Dawn have agreed to end the Wasteland Age!

This is a great sign.

The man with glasses clenched his fists excitedly, already anticipating in his mind the headlines that might appear in the newspaper tomorrow!

It's just that at this moment, he couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the two power armors, one blue and one gold.

According to the gait analysis software, the relationship between the two people has jumped out of the label of "father and son".

"What the hell ......"

He took off his glasses angrily and poked the restart button, but he couldn't turn on the computer when he wanted to, as if he had been hit by an electromagnetic pulse.

Either way, the results were good.

This planet, which has only one breath left, can no longer hold up the second big war......

On the other side, immediately behind Shava, the leader of the Mammoth Stormtrooper, Mayor Odo of the Free State also ended his meeting with the chief of the Great Rift Valley, and walked out of the room with a complicated expression.

His expression was indescribably frustrated or annoyed, but it seemed a little relieved.

The Chief said that he had been watching him all along, since before the birth of the Flint Corporation, and that he knew all about their joys and troubles.

It sounds a little scary.

However, if you think about it carefully, the Flint Group is also monitoring them anyway, and their privacy has long since become a sieve full of holes, and Otto suddenly feels that it is not so scary.

At least the Great Rift Valley didn't hurt them.

It was so before, and it is now.

Even, the old man didn't count his sheep for the first time, and gave him the truth.

“…… You all have a bright future ahead of you, both in the southern part of the Valle Province and in the northern part of the Valle Province. ”

"The Wilantes and the Brahminats are two sides of the coin, they are both rivals and each other's salvation, and now that the coin is about to fall, everything will end when the dust settles, whether the final outcome is satisfactory to everyone."

"And you are much luckier than they are, because the young man with the coin did not throw you into the sky, but gave you enough time to slowly wake up from a nightmare that lasted for two hundred years, and gradually realized that the essence of that nightmare was not that I was a bad old man, nor that money, nor even the power standing behind money, but that you were - your own hearts."

"So don't come and ask me what to do, ask yourself, did the Sigma you fear fall from the sky? This kid didn't inherit anything from anyone, not even from the slums that you guys in formal clothes look down on the most, and you think that without him, everyone can live a good life? All is it all about? If you think so, no one can save you. ”

"This is not a riddle."

"Thankfully, you're unlikely to end worse than Boulder, but it's up to you to make it better."

Returning to his room, Otto tossed and turned all night, thinking of the fate of the previous mayor, and of Condra, who sat in the interrogation room and threatened to plant the seeds of fear in his heart, and finally fell asleep unconsciously, and was awakened by a nightmare.

Looking at the rising sun outside the window, a trace of realization floated in his heart, and he completely made up his mind.

“…… Nightmares have always lived in the hearts of every Bugra, and the only way to wake up from a nightmare is to put it in a cage and no one wants to take it for themselves. ”

In this way, as the mayor of Bougerra, there is only one thing left for him to do......

Same as Boulder.

He wants to stand with all the people of Bugerra who are fed up with the miasma!

Thinking of the old man who seemed to be smiling, his heart suddenly welled up with a little gratitude.

They are free –

And it always has been!

The honorable Chief Gentleman has given themselves the opportunity to change their fate!

Two hours later, it's time to decide the fate of the Wasteland Age!

Soon the first "Human Conference" will kick off with all the attention of the people!

Thankfully, it wasn't too late for him to realize that it was all this.

Even if it's two hours before it ends......

……

At the same time, on the tarmac of the Great Rift Valley, a steel airship slowly landed in the pod.

The people standing around the tarmac tensed their nerves and stared at the man who came out of the pod.

He was clad in a piece of armor made of pure gold, and unlike the one of the Archons of Triumph, it didn't have a single power component from head to toe.

In other words, the emperor of the Eastern Empire completely relied on the strength of his muscles to support this nearly one-ton armor!

can walk down the tarmac as if he were walking on the ground, this guy is also a ruthless person!

Looking at Chu Guang wearing blue power armor, Saren had a bright smile on his face and opened his arms exaggeratedly.

"Haha! Don't come unharmed, dear Alliance Administrators! ”

"We've finally met in reality!"

(End of chapter)