Chapter Seventy-Seven: Survivors' Speeches
"My idea is that there are ten districts, each of which will be under the control of one or two people, and most of them are similar to the areas occupied by the Osborne clan that we are in now. It is said that it is the living area of human beings, but it is better to say that it is the breeding farm of those blood clans that raise human beings, feed human beings, produce pain, and extract resources, this world needs heroes, Cheng Xiao, heroes are necessary. ”
Wu Jie fiddled with the projection of the earth, his left index finger and thumb shook slightly, and an area was instantly magnified.
"This is where we are in Osborne, and since the ruler of the Osborne clan is a merchant, there is a bit of a sustainable idea of fishing. Although I still fish with all my might, I at least know that it must be sustainable and cannot be drained all at once. It's funny to say, compared to the domination of other regions, Osborne is still a little bit anthropomorphic. ”
"Little, not much. But at least a little bit. Wu Jie pointed to another area and introduced to Cheng Xiao: "This is the area managed by the Silma clan, where human beings are completely raised by them as pigs and dogs, and even people cannot be called people, but livestock and food." And because it is far away from the territory of the Osborne clan, the blood clan directly and blatantly appears on the ground"
Cheng Xiao's face was pale, his fists were clenched, and his muscles were violent.
Any mature intellectual life will have one characteristic: empathy.
Sensitive people can't even see other people suffering, and sluggish people may not feel much about the suffering of others, or they may be already in hell and can't care for others. But as long as you are still a human being with a normal mind, and you see your own kind being wantonly slaughtered, no, it is torture! It is impossible to be indifferent to be tortured and killed by other races, and it is impossible to be indifferent to being dissected on the street, having lungs gouged, beheaded, beheaded, and car splitting!
"Where's my mission?"
"The domain of the Rooseveltan clan." Wu Jie pointed to a location: "The weakest of the ten territories, and the area where the resistance movement is relatively strong, you can just show your strength when you go." Both in a physical sense and in other senses. Zhang Heng found the Green Goblin Individual Combat Glider in the Osborne Enterprise, I found a way to get some, you use this to go to that area. ”
"I see."
Cheng Xiao took the equipment handed to him by Wu Jie, and soon went to the target location he was responsible for.
Soon, a message was passed within the Bloodline.
The patriarch of the Roosevelt Tans family was assassinated at the banquet, and a large number of direct members of the Rooseveltanns family were assassinated in an extreme time, and the killer went all the way to the main hall from the gate of the Roosevelt Tans family, and all those who saw his appearance were killed by the killer, and this assassination was very successful.
But soon someone came back that Roosevelt Tans was not dead, although he was seriously injured, but the old thing escaped by special means.
Hearing the news, the hearts of ordinary people in the territory of the Roosevelt Tans family finally hung in the air: GZZ is a serious injury, and there is no risk of healing, right?
Fortunately, the killer was very responsible, and when he heard that Roosevelt Tans was not dead, he called his friends and launched a saturation assassination overnight, and finally succeeded in blowing Roosevelttans into a pile of ashes with a high-explosive bomb.
People praised this world for being good and bomby, and Cheng Xiao, who completed the task but did not retreat, went to the next place non-stop.
Cheng Xiao used the soul chain on the road to report his battle situation to Wu Jie: "There is not a single reward point in the whole process, and the physical fitness of those blood clans is stronger than that of ordinary people, and they are not orthodox blood clans at all, I guess, it should be something like a blood slave." According to Zero's feedback, the Bloodline he killed had obvious extraordinary energy fluctuations, and the strongest one could even resist the aftermath of the explosion of the Holy Silver Bullet, and obtained different levels of reward points according to the strength. It seems that that Bat Totem Councillor of the Roosevelt Stein family should not be here. ”
"Ran away, or simply died under the zero-point gun."
"Rooseveltan is dead, and his family territory is under attack."
Bat Totem Council.
Of the thirteen former councillors, only ten are still here, and it's clear that three guys are dead.
Anfield's face was gloomy, and he spoke: "Claudemir is a lone ranger, and he has no territory in the mortal world, but Huffman's territory has a large number of mineral resources, and we must immediately dispatch people to protect Huffman's territory!" ”
The other nine Blood Councillors had strange faces and talked about protection, but in fact, no one knew that Anfield was running for the resources of the Huffman family.
It is true that the blood clan will live forever, but it does not mean that the blood clan will not grow old, let alone that the blood clan will not die.
After thousands of years of time, the blood clans of the thirteen blood clan meetings also gradually realized that time did not leave traces on their bodies, and it was only because of the strong vitality of the blood clan and the longevity far beyond mortals, as well as extraordinary abilities, that the blood clans did not realize the fact that they would actually die of old age at first.
"It's been a thousand years, yes, and it's time to die."
"Morris, what are you talking about?"
Although his physical function has declined due to his age, Anfield's ears can still hear Morris's whispers.
"Nothing." The expression of the blood clan called Morris changed slightly, and then he got up directly and said: "I just feel that although we have been given a lifespan and extraordinary power by that adult, we will still die if we are killed." I'll go first, Huffman's territory will be disposed of, I don't want it. ”
Several of the bloodlines looked happy, Huffman's territory was quite sufficient, and one less person to share this cake with them, they would be able to eat a large part of the benefits. For Morris, who chose to quit voluntarily, several blood clans who were full of interests did not perceive the seriousness of the problem at all.
"You come back to me!"
But Anfield is not them, Anfield still has brains, he didn't choose to throw out the most important questions before, and he also hopes to ease the atmosphere first, but now that the only survivor is leaving, how can he still sit still.
"Maurice! You can't go! ”
"I don't even want Huffman's territory, what else do you want to say? Are you going to make me mourn the death of Huffman and the three of them? Unfortunately, I'm a Catholic, he's an Orthodox Christian, and he wouldn't want me to mourn for him. ”
Morris's words were greeted with a burst of laughter, but Anfield's face became more and more gloomy.
"Do you have to cover up what I want to ask? Enough, answer me Morris, who exactly killed them, sniper rifles? It is indeed possible that the sniper rifle, a weapon of the previous era, could be discovered, or even trained as a sniper, but it is absolutely impossible for you to escape alone. How did the three of them die? ”
"I said, sniper rifles, sniper assassinations."
Maurice's face remained unchanged, but his next words made the faces of the rest of the Bloods change.
"However, the sniper used a special kind of bullet, a bullet that burst into light. It's like the legendary light that purifies the filth."
(End of chapter)