"What did you do?"

In the midst of the organization, Monsoon asks Alan Jonah a startled question.

That's not how they planned!

From the beginning to the end, Alan Jonah announced the goal of action within the organization to "muddy the waters".

Confuse the eyes and energy of the many powerful people on this planet, as well as the political forces.

Then their organization can survive and grow.

Chaos is the ladder for the weak to rise, and the white hall mirror, and the political forces on this planet that have formed alliances with many local powerhouses, they are out-and-out weaklings.

And if you want to "muddy the water", what is the first meaning from ancient times to the present?

It's you who must not show up!

The conspiracy has no power after it is exposed, and if it can still be done after it is exposed, it only means that you are not okay at all.

They shouldn't have taken the initiative when they mess up the world today.

Just sit back and watch the world burn, and then run to space with resources and manpower.

But now, the monsoon can clearly sense that the signal sent from Alan Jonah's body has unmistakably reached Antarctica!

That permafrost is now under the watchful eye of all people and all forces.

The battlefield of the Battle of the Behemoths!

The signal is not strong, but for those who are watching there right now, this signal is simply a beacon in the night!

Monsoon didn't know what the leader of the organization wanted to do, if it weren't for the previous ten years of experience cooperating with the organization, he should have immediately broken the old man in front of him into pieces.

But he still didn't do it.

He was still waiting for an explanation.

Alan has shown many times in the past ten years that a qualified leader can sometimes do things that the people who are led do not understand or even hate deeply.

And in the end, the truth will always be on Alan Jonah's side.

Monsoon sincerely hopes that this time will be the same.

On the screen projected on the battle of the behemoths, abrupt changes occur at the same time as the signal is transmitted.

On the ruins of the Imperial Order's outpost, ravaged by wind pressure, snowstorms, and shock waves, there was a small, inconspicuous pile of flesh.

The change began.

Almost all the permanent personnel in the entire outpost were instantly ground into debris by the giant beast disaster and secondary disasters, and flew in the wind and snow.

A small part of it was piled up, and it was frozen into a scattered pile of flesh and blood by the cold wind and ice chips.

The two golden tails of "Monster Zero" swept the ground because of the blow and excitement.

Leaves hideous and terrifying marks on the frozen soil.

The long tail landed next to the pile of flesh.

It was the patrol team that infiltrated the outpost of the Imperial Order, and was smashed into a pile by the giant beast powerhouses stationed there.

The corpse of the captain, which had been desperately preserved by all the team members, was activated by the treacherous and cold of something, at the signal of Alan Jonah.

This kind of thing is invisible to ordinary people, but the strong can see it immediately even if it is broadcast on the screen.

- Nian Qi!

Silky wisps, a texture between the virtual and the real. With the passage of time, there are more and more human silhouettes.

It is the more extreme and more distorted thoughts of the mindful after the death of the person who is capable of thinking, because of the intense fear and resentment at the time of death!

"I'll you! What is that?! What does he want to do! ”

"Stop! Stop that group of thoughts immediately! ”

"No, we don't have anyone around! I can't stop it! ”

Miscellaneous shouts immediately sounded on the emergency communication platform jointly formed by the five giants.

There is no more so-called demeanor, cynicism between each other

A group of people who have the highest power in this world and have received the best training in this world are all wide-eyed at this time.

Panting, pulling at his tie, like a madman.

All the participants immediately realized the seriousness of the problem at the same moment.

This is the law of engagement that all human groups, and even all giant beast powerhouses, must abide by even if they die.

- Humans! Never! Let the Titan Behemoth get the Mind!

Even the three giant beast powerhouses stationed at the outpost and swallowed by the "Monster Zero" in one bite also abided by this default contract at the end of their lives.

Even if the bones are crushed and the flesh is squeezed dry, they will never show their thoughts.

What the "Monster Zero" absorbed was just a simple life force that had not been refined by the fine holes.

The vitality of each Titan Behemoth is unimaginably strong, and if their vitality starts the process of heterogeneous refining, the result will be unimaginable!

There have been speculations about this.

The Titans are smart, even far more than the average human average.

However, in the early stages of gaining the ability to mind, they may not even realize that their life force is being lost to the outside world through the fine pores.

Because their vitality is so strong, the amount of loss can't even keep up with the recovery efficiency.

Therefore, it is impossible to control the loss of mental energy, and then master [entanglement].

In other words, even the Titan Behemoth, which has no intention of killing, is actually constantly pouring its heterogeneous life force into the environment after being stimulated by the Nian Qi.

And based on the vitality of the Titan Behemoth, even if only one Titan is stimulated by the Nian Qi, the Nian Qi that it loses out of its body will spread all over the world within two years.

Global water systems, global monsoons, and even geological movements

A Titan Behemoth that doesn't know the limit of its lifespan at all, after having Nian Qi, is immediately equivalent to a "Planetary Ecological Transformation Instrument"!

The earth will become a planet where even every plant and tree must adapt to the mindfulness, and even be able to master the mindfulness.

Does that sound like a good deal? After all, otherworldly planets sound cool.

But this process must follow the laws of nature.

That is to say: not "all creatures rise to the transcendent level", but - "only creatures who have risen to the transcendent level are entitled to live"!

How many people can there be on the whole planet. No! How many creatures survived?

Per cent? Thousandth?

In the distant future, the entire ecology of the earth will be prosperous, far more prosperous than in ancient times. But all of that has nothing to do with the living beings now.

Within the organization, Monsoon's figure was like a blood-red phantom, heading straight at Alan Jonah.

Without hesitation, the ninja triad stabbed his colleague and boss into the right chest and lifted it upward.

"Woo-poof!"

Pain in the bones and hematemesis in the lungs occur at the same time.

The old man, who was as cold as a lion, was nailed directly to the wall!

The toes couldn't touch the ground, and the weight of the whole body was pressed against the contact point between the ribs and the ninja's three-strand fork, and the bones were "rattling".

Before a painful moan could come out of the old man's mouth, a prosthetic steel hand pinched directly into his face.

"Stop your program or die, Alan. Take your pick. ”

Monsoon, still the bloodthirsty and tyrannical thinker on the battlefield.

If you identify friend or foe, then all feelings will disappear.

The organization was built on Armstrong's ideal, where there must be enough mortals to sustain the ecology.

The Order doesn't want a dead Earth.

To be precise, no one wants a dead planet.

The black and red prosthetic man approached his old boss and spoke in a grim tone.

"Stop now, although I don't know why you betrayed, we can still withdraw from Earth and seek development as originally planned."

"Stop it, Alan!"

At this very moment, all the world's communication networks were filled with declarations issued by the five most powerful political entities.

It can be summarized as follows: "We don't know who signaled or manipulated Antarctica. We can find out, and it's very simple. However, we are willing to abandon all follow-up actions, as well as follow-up actions. As long as the perpetrators immediately cancel the operation, then with this announcement as a guarantee of credibility, we will unconditionally pardon this person or this organization. ”

Monsoon listened intently, and Allen's mouth had begun to flow foamy blood at this time.

That's oxygen-filled blood in the lungs.

"Alan, you heard me too. Stop acting immediately, and even if you don't agree with our philosophy, everyone will know how dangerous you are after this time. You are qualified to go to the negotiating table to fight for your goals, there is no need to ruin everything now! ”

The monsoon is still dissuading and coercing.

At the same time, his brain waves traced all the remaining electronic prostheses on Alan Jonah's body and cracked the signals. Hopefully find a switch to stop the action.

On the ice sheets of Antarctica, two god-like beasts are still fighting. But in the aftermath of their battle, wisps of thought were gathering more and more, more and more like human form.

A resentful humanoid.

Alan Jonah seemed to be moved in dying agony, and his wrinkled hand trembled and stretched out towards the monsoon. His lips twitched as he tried to say something.

Monsoon couldn't care about anything for a while, and all his energy was on probing that arm.

Eventually, a covert runtime was decoded by him.

Monsoon immediately followed the procedure to operate Allen's prosthetic arm, pressing the little finger three times, then the middle finger pressing the ring finger, and then the thumb pressing the second joint of the index finger five times.

Once a set of operating procedures has been completed, an electronic program is put into operation.

Monsoon turned his head and looked at the big screen expectantly.

But on top of that, everything is still going on.

The battle of the giant beasts, the sharper and clearer the thoughts of the human form, the statement of the unity of the five countries became more and more urgent, and the concessions became greater and greater each time

Nothing stopped.

"Do you really think I'm going to compromise for fear of death? When can you not be so naïve? ”

Suddenly, the voice was as flat as the usual old voice, sounding behind the monsoon.

The prosthetic transformer turned his head sharply.

Eren was still stuck against the wall, blood foaming from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were dark and almost gone.

But the prosthetic phonetic that is activated by the program is still responsible for converting the brainwaves into audio.

Calm and indifferent, not arrogant or impatient, and maintain a proud reserve.

The procedure had nothing to do with what happened in Antarctica. It's just a joke to turn on the prosthetic phonetics.

"Boom!"

The red and black iron fist shuddered and stopped less than five centimeters away from the old man's head.

It can be seen that Monsoon does not want to stop.

Why the hell are you doing this?! What can a dead and silent earth give you?! ”

Even a war maniac, a staunch social Darwinist, Monsoon never thought of extinct all life on the planet.

Violence and killing are means, enjoyment, but not ends.

Desire and ideals are the goal!

No one's desires and ideals are meaningless!

But even the voice of dying, who was still unhurried, gave another answer.

"Monsoon. A dead earth, that's my purpose! ”

"You're in. Say what?! ”

Monsoon unconsciously took a step back, as if shocked by the bland but monstrous murderous aura in the old man's words.

He's not kidding!

He is earnestly, and has put it into practice, to kill all living things on earth!

Suddenly, Monsoon seemed to understand Alan Jonah's thoughts.

"You're an extreme environmentalist?!"

"It's good that you really got to know me today, Monsoon."

Although the prosthetic transformation has lost the upper half of his face, anyone can also perceive the absurdity and helplessness in Monsoon's heart at this time.

An extreme environmentalist!

A man who loves plants more than himself!

The world is about to be killed by this kind of person?!

What are you kidding!!

Alan Jonah, the old man's pupils were dilated, and his head was crooked.

"You fuck."

The steel prosthetic hand loosened and closed, like the tangled heart of the muttering monsoon.

"What the hell are you!!"

"Bang!"

The fist that didn't spare his hand slammed directly into Allen's head, and even the entire building behind his head was shattered with one blow!

No further attempts at coercion and persuasion.

Monsoon knows too well how tough his old fellow's heart is, since he has always been an extreme environmentalist, then even if all the punishments in the world are used for him, this man will never change his ideals.

There will be no compromise at all.

And that was at the moment when Monsoon's fist shattered Allen's skull.

Monsoon suddenly turned his head to look at the screen.

In it, the thoughts that were still gathering in a state of wisps are now speeding up like a fire cooking oil!

That's not a person's post-death thoughts, and Allen tied his own posthumous thoughts to it!

Monsoon snapped into this, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

Under everyone's attention, this change in the speed of gathering thoughts and qi is simply scaring people's hearts and livers.

One after the other orders were placed on the platform of the emergency meeting.

The people, who finally vaguely understand what is going to happen in the world, have been trained for a long time and cannot withstand the torture of the end of the world.

Prayers, riots, looting, revelry. Everything is happening.

Godzilla once again pinned Monster Zero to the ground.

The sheer force had already lowered the level of the outpost site by more than a hundred meters.

The three-headed dragon collapsed on the ground, and the black iron behemoth that stood there flickered with blue light in its mouth.

This time, it was impossible for the three dragons to dodge it again.

The dragon head did not wail or beg for mercy, and the emotions revealed in the six eyes on it were only resentment and killing intent.

And as if attracted by this homologous emotion, the dark purple nianqi humanoid pounced straight towards the two golden dragon tails!

(End of chapter)