The flying blade of the axe slammed into the annoyed Tyr like a flickering bolt of lightning.

"Look for death!"

The roaring Tyr let out a dull roar and threw forward his right arm with the fungus blanket attached, and scarlet tentacles stabbed at Lao Bai like javelins!

Seeing that the red rays were about to stab him in the face, Lao Bai unhurriedly set up the explosive gun in his left hand and fired two pre-loaded air-burst incendiary bombs forward.

Just listen to the two banging gunshots, and orange-red flames instantly erupted in the small space!

On contact with the orange-red flame, the scarlet tentacles were instantly ignited by the concentrated fuel, withering and burning into blackened char at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Ahh——!hh

Tyr let out a painful roar, the glint in his eyes even worse, and clenched his outstretched right hand.

Scarlet tentacles grew from the floor like shoots emerging from the soil, like hands reaching out of a tomb, grabbing Lao Bai's ankles.

"You're killing yourself! This is my field——! ”

Facing the tentacles wrapped around his ankles, Lao Bai didn't pay attention to them at all, and still strode forward.

The soles of the steel boots made a dull sound when they stepped on the ground, and some small roots were torn off by the huge force before they could be entangled.

As for those thick roots, they hit the titanium combat knife hanging under the blaster head-on!

With a body of brute force and armored power parts, Lao Bai just divided five by two and slashed the shackles that stood in front of him.

At the same time, the energy accumulated on the hot melt cutting axe is also approaching the critical point of the explosion!

Looking at the steel armor that was close at hand, Tyr's face finally showed a moment of panic.

For a human who has not yet fully mastered the "power of Gaia", it is still too reluctant to take care of internal and external battles at the same time.

"Don't think! Use your dirty hands! Close to me! ”

A hysterical roar erupted from Tyr's mouth, and the scarlet mushroom blanket that covered his entire body swelled outward like bursting magma, distorting his human form for a split second, turning into an indescribable mass of flesh.

The agitation is like the heart of a demon, or chaos itself.

What a blasphemy......

The silent old white was stunned, and there was only one thought in his heart.

It is not so much that he became the "brood" or "Gaia", but that "Gaia" became him.

After devouring his ambition, Gaia, who does not have individual consciousness, uses the power that human civilization does not understand, to concretize his spiritual world!

If this guy continues to twist, he may be able to become another kind of "brood".

And it's a brood that no one has ever seen.

That's the end of it, though.

"You've got too much nonsense!"

With a dull roar coming out of his mouth, Lao Bai clenched the hot-melt cutting axe in his hand and slashed fiercely at the tentacles in front of him that were entangled like a net.

The whistling blade of the axe was like a comet crashing into the forge, and dazzling sparks burst out from the scarlet flesh wall in an instant.

"Boom ——!"

The sheer force even shook the entire laboratory, and even Tyr's body shook backwards uncontrollably.

Stopped?

Looking at the "humanoid chariot" that had finally stopped charging, Tyr couldn't help but be happy.

However, the surprise did not last long, and was soon cut off by the surging and blinding sparks.

"Ahhh——!h

The hot plasma plume slashed through the flesh-knotted tentacles, and the flickering sparks drenched him in the face.

That's tens of thousands of degrees of plasma!

A single piece of light the size of his thumb was enough to ignite the carbon-based substance on his body!

Tyr howled in pain and fell backwards, but he fell to the ground in a struggle as he was not used to the legless body.

Lao Bai strode up to him, didn't give him a chance to explain his last words, picked up the hot melt cutting axe in his hand and charged his strength again, and then slammed it into his face.

"Boom !!"

The scorching spark exploded again!

The hot lava not only blasted the pool of flesh into slag, but even cut through the alloy floor.

The "Fire Axe" is an anti-armor weapon, and since it can cut through the shell of the power armor, it is naturally no problem to use it to break down the alloy casting room!

One, two, three!

The old white, wielding the hot-melt cutting axe, smashed a downward hollow hole in the ground, blasting Tyr's transformed body into flaming cinders.

Having lost the brain that drives the flesh, the tentacles around it flutter like a headless frog, twitching like a headless frog.

Confirming that Tyr was dead and that there was not a single neuron left, Bai then raised the blaster in his left hand and fired a round of high-explosive incendiary bombs around.

Watching the twisted piece of flesh disappear into the boiling fire, he turned on the power armor's internal air circulation system, and then he let out a sigh of relief.

"Now...... Damn it. ”

Leaning the axe against the wall, Lao Bai grinned, removed the various buffs enabled by the strength talent, and slowly sat on the floor against the wall.

At the very least, the visible Tyr had been killed.

As for the ghost hovering over the heads of the Wilantes, the invisible Tyr, it's another story.

But he's still very optimistic about them.

Like Boulder, they have the ability to correct themselves and respect history enough...... Even if they don't have a long history, they can't go back to the era of prosperity or even more than the other survivors.

At that moment, a scarlet sprout emerged from the ashes and turned into a round tentacle beside him.

As soon as Lao Bai grasped the axe in his hand, a weak voice came out of the mimicry vocal cords.

"Babble......"

Hearing the familiar voice, an expression of surprise appeared on Lao Bai's face, and he released the weapon he had just clenched again.

"Yo, your fruiting body is still alive."

Xiao Yu's body is in Vault 404, and there is probably no safer place on this planet than there.

As for the slime mold attached to the fighter piloted by Luo Yu, it was just a fruiting body of Xiao Yu.

"Hmmm!"

The round tentacles screamed energetically, like dolphins in an aquarium.

However, Lao Bai has not been inoculated with biological prostheses, and his relationship with Xiao Yu is not good enough to be "divine friendship", so naturally he can't understand what it is saying.

"Haha, it's fine that you're okay, but unfortunately I don't understand what you're saying. If you want to inquire about Luo Yu, he should be waiting for a resurrection in Dawning City right now. ”

The round tentacles stood upright and swayed from side to side for a long time, like a dumb man dancing with his hands.

After holding it for a long time, it finally held back an intermittent human couplet.

“…… Thank you...... Tyre ...... He's dead...... Now it's me...... dominate this body. ”

Lao Bai looked at Xiao Yu in surprise, and then remembered that it could actually speak, but it didn't often speak.

After a pause, Xiao Yu continued in a speech.

"It's not ...... We...... Brood ...... Be...... Other...... Stuff. ”

I see.

Lao Bai's face showed a sudden expression.

Sure enough, what they encountered was not a brood, but something else.

As for how this thing came to be, maybe the Alliance's biological research institute can give them an answer.

"Tell Luo Yu what you found, and he will tell us."

After a pause, Lao Bai continued.

"That's right...... Can you take the tentacles from the outside back into this building? Leaving those things on the street would be troublesome, both in the sense of interpretation and in the sense of cleaning up the mess. ”

"Hmmm!"

The round tentacles nodded downward, then obediently retracted into the black ashes.

Looking at the sporadic embers that were gradually extinguishing, Lao Bai picked up his weapon and stood up from the ground, stepped over the pitch-black coke on the ground, and walked to the hole that was blasted open by an anti-ship missile.

The tentacles that danced around the building had broken like dead trees, the smoke of the city in the distance had gradually subsided with gunfire and cannons, and the dawn of the long night had appeared on the horizon beyond......

After pausing for a moment to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the night, Lao Bai raised his index finger and nodded on the side of his helmet, and spoke in a clear and affirmative voice.

"Call Command, this is the old white ......"

"Tyr is dead, I killed it with my own hands."

"The war is over."

……

With Baldwin's surrender and the fall of the "Tower of the World", the last of the troops still fighting for the Southern Corps also raised their hands and surrendered to the forces of the Alliance.

At the same time, the flag of the Alliance also fluttered on the top of the "Tower of the World", the highest point in the city of Avent.

The outcome has been decided, and it will come sooner than anyone expected.

The gloomy sky turned white.

The first rays of dawn pierced the darkness and spilled into the smoky concrete wreckage.

Tyr is dead.

Augustus also died.

Including Tyr's henchmen and the five-star and above captains who pushed the war.

Some of them were found to have committed suicide in their homes, while others died in bunkers or on their stomachs.

Obviously, not all Willantes value glory as life, at least not the worms around Tyr don't have these concepts in their heads, only winning and losing.

In the same way, not everyone has the courage to face failure.

Rather than accept the humiliation of the victors, it is better to die. In contrast, the latter is a more acceptable option.

However, there are exceptions.

For example, Dickens's superior, Jeffrey, the head of the Supreme General Services Department of the Southern Corps.

This guy is a four-star captain, with the same rank as Augustus, only half a rank behind the latter, and is in charge of the logistics supply and military industrial production of the entire Southern Army.

He was about to commit suicide, and even the cyanide capsule was already in his mouth, but in the end, he didn't bite down because he was afraid of death, and was pressed on the table by the soldiers who rushed in from outside, and pulled the capsule out of his mouth.

The guy of more than 200 pounds was like a fat pig dragged into the slaughterhouse, and it took three people to hold him down.

The whole city of Avent was full of thin people, even Tyr and Augustus, and he was the only one who ate a lot of fat stomachs.

His face was swollen and red, and he tried to break free from his holding hand, but apparently in vain.

The 1st Division of the Willant Expeditionary Force was in charge of the capture, and immediately behind the soldiers who burst into the room, Camp Commander Kuruan walked over to Geoffrey's desk and threw the wanted warrant printed on the leaflet in front of him.

"Mr. Jeffrey, you've been arrested."

Jeffrey looked up with all his strength and glared at the man standing in front of him, the expression on his face stunned for a few seconds.

Gasping for air, he squeezed a word out between his teeth.

“…… You are a Willant. ”

Kuruan didn't hide it, and said dryly.

"Former 340,000 centurion, thanks to you, I had the honor of going to the customs of Eternal Night Harbor after retiring."

Geoffrey stared at him deadly, panting as he squeezed a word out of his fat throat.

"Then why did you betray us...... Southern Corps ...... Is there a place where I'm sorry for you? ”

Kuruan stared into his eyes and smiled.

"Have you ever heard of snake oil?"

Jeffrey was stunned for a few seconds, his face a little dazed.

“…… What is that? ”

"Something that can immerse people in sweet dreams, some people fall into it and can't get out, like ants drowning in a honey pot. And I, who used to be such a person, even became your accomplice for a time. ”

"We have been deceived by your ambitions, taken advantage of, to do things that make the marshal ashamed of you under the banner of Marshal Julius, to enslave your compatriots in the name of Marshal Julius...... You're all this bunch, so you're going to lose. ”

Kuruan propped his hands on his desk, staring at Jeffrey's eyes until a look of fear appeared in the latter's eyes.

Only those who have ghosts in their hearts will be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door...... And Jeffrey is undoubtedly such a person.

He may not have been directly involved in any of the massacres, the sale of any bottle of snake oil, but every piece of fat on his body came from the bloody persecution.

He is the most brilliant offender and the most vicious offender...... The poison he sells is a dirtier evil than snake oil.

Looking at the pale Minister Jeffrey, Kuruan withdrew his hand on the desk and nodded at the three soldiers holding down the fat pig.

"Take him down."

The three soldiers respectfully accepted the order and escorted Jeffrey out of the office, but the latter did not resist this time, and was limp and allowed the three Willant boys to press.

Only when he rubbed shoulders with Kuruan did Kuru pause and continue in his usual taste.

"Perhaps you should ask Minister Dickens of the Borneo Provincial War Zone General Affairs Department about snake oil."

"I want to ...... It shouldn't be long before you guys meet. ”

……

Following the fall of the "Tower of the World", the Confederate Corps' conference building was also planted with the Union flag.

Including the hospital on Les Invalides Road, including the building of the Ministry of War......

As everyone had hoped, the war was over.

The survivors, hiding in basements and cellars, cautiously poked their heads out of the cracks in the rubble.

The gunfire and artillery outside had disappeared, and the hysterical shouts of Til could no longer be heard on the radio.

In its place was another voice they had never heard before -

“…… Survivors of the city of Avent, survivors of war, survivors of evil, your war is over. ”

"Your Supreme Commander, Tyre, has been slain by the Burning Corps in his stubborn resistance and hysterical madness, and the Chief of the General Staff, August, has committed suicide in fear of his guilt...... We spurn the cowardly behavior of that shameful bastard who has murdered not only the children of countless families, but also his own children and his wife. ”

"One person does one thing and one person does it, I'm sure it's not just us who think so, but you too, who abhor the cowardly behavior of venting their incompetence on their loved ones......

"In that case, think for your parents, your children, your lovers, and your friends. Is it worth giving your lives for two cowards hiding behind people's backs, dying for illusory glory, and then letting your loved ones live in regret and pain for the rest of their lives...... You're not just legionnaires, you're somebody's children, somebody's husband, somebody's father, you're all human beings. ”

"We are committed to an open and fair trial of the perpetrators in court, and the mistakes that have been made are not without a chance to make amends, and we will always find a yardstick that is acceptable to both of our societies and move towards a better future together."

"I, Archon of the Willant Alliance, hereby solemnly declare to you that you may lay down your arms with dignity, and Triumph will guarantee that your lives will not be violated by anyone."

For the vast majority of Willantes, Triumph City is both their spiritual mecca and their spiritual homeland.

Although Tyr scolded Triumph City for his "betrayal" in the Southern Army Victory newspaper more than once, it still couldn't change what was engraved in the soul of the Willants.

On the radio, the archons of Triumph City promised not only to ensure the safety of the surrendering soldiers, but also to provide food, medicine, and other necessities to the displaced refugees.

Although this broadcast was recorded by the consuls, the person who broadcast it was a force of the Alliance, and it was apparently recognized by the Alliance.

Some of the survivors left the cellars and the crumbling houses one by one and made their way to the location of the concentration with the help of nearby patrols.

There are tents brought in from the industrial area of Ravenca, as well as compressed biscuits, instant noodles, ham sausages and hot water.

As for why instant noodles are used, the main reason is that the big pot for cooking rice has not yet been set up, and only the stove for boiling water has already started working, so it can only be paid with instant noodles.

And it's easy to get started, one line is lined up to receive instant noodles and ham, and the other team is lined up to get boiling water.

It doesn't matter if someone wants to queue up repeatedly, it doesn't add up much anyway.

However, although instant noodles can only be regarded as a general for the soldiers of the Alliance, it is already a rare delicacy for the survivors of Avent City who have lived under the ration system for a long time.

Looking at the steaming instant noodles in his hand, the skinny faces showed surprised expressions.

Even some of the young soldiers who were forcibly pulled into the army couldn't help but shed tears.

They have not experienced the best times when the Southern gangs are eating.

By the time the guns reached them, all of them had left their bowls with only hard and stone-like bread and dark paste to eat.

The sound of stomach rumbling came and went in the camp, and if it weren't for the boiling water, I am afraid that these fifteen or sixteen-year-old children would not be able to wait for the noodles to be soaked, and they would be holding the instant noodle bucket and gurgling.

In fact, there were people who tried to do this, but they were stopped by quick-eyed players.

The Scrambled Eggs with Tomatoes of the Burning Corps walked through the camp, banging pots and spoons on the iron basin and shouting at the hungry survivors.

"Eat slowly, instant noodles and boiling water are enough, and there will be better tomorrow!" Don't push yourself to death! ”

Looking at the unsightly appearance of these people, holding a bubble noodle as a treasure, he couldn't help but think of the days when he skinned mutant hyenas in Linghu Wetland Park a long time ago.

In the sense of their appearance, these Willantes are quite similar to the outcasts they picked up from the wasteland in the first place.

A commander of the Southern Legion, with messy hair and as if he had just crawled out of a chimney, stood in front of a boiler with instant noodles in his hands.

He asked tremblingly, looking at the soldiers of the Willant Expeditionary Force who were in charge of the faucet.

“…… Is this the last meal? ”

He didn't dare to talk to the soldiers of the Alliance, but he finally found a familiar face.

The soldier of the expeditionary force looked at him twice and joked at him.

"Of course not, the grain, vegetables and frozen meat are still in the port north of the province of Batoya, and you will have to pay for a few meals with bubble noodles before the relief supplies come in."

Instant noodles...... How many meals?

The commander was stunned for a long time, not knowing whether to cry or laugh for a while.

How can this battle be fought?

Although he never believed the nonsense of the Southern Army Victory, such as the famine breaking out in Boulder City, the survivors of Settlement No. 1 rebelling, etc...... But the guys' supplies are also a bit exaggerated.

The war is over.

He believed that the alliance would not slap a swollen face and deceive them, but he felt that the lies made up by Tir were so outrageous that he, the commander, almost believed it!

While the commander was speechless with instant noodles, several players from the Skeleton Corps were also standing not far away talking.

The construction site boy and the brick stretched out with an expression of unfinished fun.

"That's the end of it?"

Edge paddling glanced around, and said indirectly.

"Apparently yes, Tyre is dead, the top of the Southern Legion is dead, and the catches are ...... The remnants are basically here. ”

At this point, the Legion has become a historical term, and the reborn city of Avent probably won't want it back.

What is the name of the Southern Army after that?

The ID of the Willant Alliance has been snatched up by the Battlefield guy, and the overlap between the Southern Alliance and the South China Sea Alliance is too high, and it is not recognizable when you read it.

The edge paddled and scratched the back of his head, but he couldn't come up with a clue for a while, and finally gave up.

Let the people of Willant think about this question for themselves.

In fact, they don't have to follow the path of the alliance, as long as they don't go down the evil path again.

Looking at the ruined ruins in the distance, the [Outlaw Maniac] had a reluctant expression, and he didn't know what he was reluctant to do.

“MMP！ To be honest, this group of high-level players is a bit outrageous.,I didn't even see what the final boss looked like.,Why did they win? ”

[I'm responsible for dying first] smiled and patted his good brother on the shoulder.

"Don't think about it, it's all about participating! If you're curious, go to the official website and see you. ”