Dark Moon Era

The Iron and Blood City is a cruel place.

Fighting takes place here at all times, and wars of all sizes are nothing new, and they always happen every few days.

Therefore, in this piece of land, there is always a depressive, serious, iron-blooded atmosphere. This place belongs only to soldiers and soldiers.

But the Xinghuo Brigade is an exception in the Great Wall of this era.

After all, a group of talented young men with great strength have been gathered. They cannot be frightened by ordinary battles, nor can they be embarrassed by ordinary tasks. Coupled with the ambition and fearlessness of the young men, it finally brings a little bit of difference to the City of Iron and Blood. Kind of vitality.

Some soldiers watched these young people who are destined to become the mainstays of the Iron and Blood City, and they would make a joke, ‘These guys, even if they were to form a group to hunt down a seventh-level beastmaster, they would be very excited. ’

Yes, Beastmaster! The name of Iron Blood City for a special beast that can command a group of beasts, even a beast of the same level, a beast king is much more difficult to deal with than an ordinary beast.

Although it is just a joke, it can be seen that everyone is tolerant and expectant for the Spark Brigade.

I feel that although it is a group of arrogant guys, one day they will be able to take on heavy responsibilities.

"This time, is it okay?" Li Lie straightened his cloak, bowed his head and walked out of the camp gate of Xinghuo Gate in silence.

The snow season has passed, but the wind in the morning is still cold, the kind of cold that makes the purple moon warrior feel the freezing cold.

Thinking about it, Li Lie muttered a word of ‘unpleasant weather’ in his heart, then stopped and glanced into the camp gate that was slowly closing.

Today’s emergency morning meeting has ended, and a holiday has been announced. It’s surprisingly such a rare holiday, a day of holiday that these over-energy guys can toss about, but it did not arouse any cheers from them, but the atmosphere of the camp. Surprisingly silent, even though Li Lie had walked out of the door, the team still did not disband.

Everyone still looked at the high platform as if they hadn't recovered, but the critical mission projection broadcast on the high platform has ended...

"This time, is it okay?" Looking at this scene, Li Lie couldn't help but straighten the cloak on his body, bowed his head and nodded on a strong cigarette specially provided by the Iron and Blood City, and was silent for several seconds. The moment the door closed, he vomited a puff of smoke, turned and walked away.

**

Shocked, heavy, angry, sad, nervous...Even these words are not enough to describe the whole mood of Zhanyi at the moment, although the expression on his face can't see any change.

How long has the heart not been shaken like the earth and the mountains? Zhanyi especially thought about this. The last time I felt this way was probably more than two years ago, when he received news of Tang Ling's death.

From then on, he thought that there might be nothing else in this world that could make him so shaken. He did not expect that General Li Lie would be able to project a short mission!

In the ears of the spreading wings, the breathing sounds one after another. They are all elites and geniuses. Anyone wants to subconsciously control their emotions. Is it still uncontrollable?

Yes, as long as it is human, there is no way to control it. Thinking of this, Zhanyi glanced at Liszt for some reason.

Liszt was obviously more tolerant than others, but he could also see a look of shock on his face, and there was anger in his eyes, but there was more of a certain kind of excitement.

Zhanyi turned his head silently, no longer speaking.

He remembered the discussion of the nine old guys. The last trace of a person's bottom line is-does he know he is a person? If he still knows the emotions that can be generated for human beings, then this person still has a bottom line.

Unfortunately, in this era, too many people have no bottom line, or the bottom line will disappear at any time.

It seems that Liszt still has a bottom line, but the more excitement is that he wants to do meritorious service, right? And in the end, will his bottom line be lost?

But no matter if he is lost or not...Zhanyi still has a calm face, looked at the sky and took a deep breath, and left the team first.

"This guy is so calm in the face of such a task?" Han Xing looked at Zhanyi's back, his fists still tightly clenched, but he couldn't help but raise questions in his heart.

This can’t be blamed on Han Xing’s doubts, it’s that the content of this projection is too much, too...no one knows how to describe it. Just look at the reaction of everyone standing here, and you know that after watching this projection, no one Can completely control their emotions.

And Zhanyi can leave so indifferently, is this guy who likes to be alone, his heart cold?

Han Xing naturally does not want to think about it like this. To tell you the truth, he has a good affection for Zhanyi, maybe he is affectionate. Anyway, Han Xing thinks Zhanyi is not so indifferent to him. He did not know whether it was unintentional or intentional to help him a few times. ...

Maybe he doesn't like to show emotions.

Thinking of this, Han Xing glanced at the empty high platform again. The shocking picture had disappeared, and it was useless to stand here. If this is the task and challenge that must be completed later, don't waste a second.

Thinking of this, Han Xing left without hesitation.

In fact, when Zhanyi left, Liszt, Luwa and others also left. With the departure of these top talents, the team finally gradually dispersed.

**

That night.

The Spark Team was surprisingly quiet. In fact, the Spark Team was very quiet during the whole day of the holiday.

No one came out to have any fun. On the contrary, there was a long queue in the Gravity Training Room No. 1, which was rarely challenged on weekdays. The intensive use made the No. 1 Gravity Training Room consume seven high-purity energy stones.

You know, this kind of high-purity universal energy stone is purer than the universal energy stone used as a hard currency. If this consumption is not for the steel blood city, I am afraid that any major power will feel that it can't afford it.

However, the barracks have the rules of the barracks. Of course, they will not be stingy with the Spark Brigade in terms of resources. But when the time comes, all the training rooms, including the No. 1 Gravity Room, are closed, and until then these genius teenagers are unwilling to leave. Go, each went back to the barracks.

Han Xing was sweaty all over, and even today's over-training caused him to have many scars, but these didn't matter. Tomorrow, he could get some medicine to heal the wounds.

Han Xing didn't want to talk much, so he washed his body hastily, went to bed and drew his curtains, silently looking at the empty ceiling.

In fact, there are four people living in this barracks, which are not always quiet during the week. No one wants to talk. After everyone’s mad training, when they calm down, everything they see in the daytime is in their minds, and the next few days. A task that I had to face within a few months.

"This is the top intelligence agent of mankind, the strength has reached the sixth rank, and the outstanding purple moon warrior with the talent of Jingyue Master. A scene with life in exchange." Before the announcement of this scene, Li Lie opened the scene like this. of.

Then there was no nonsense, all the talented soldiers of Xinghuo Brigade saw the following picture.

A city, a huge city.

Even if the genius soldiers are knowledgeable, they are not ignorant of the underground races like most people do, but it is the first time they have seen such a huge underground race city, so this is the first picture. Shocked all the talented soldiers.

This shock comes from an unclear mood. Although from the start of the night of the purple moon, humans have started fighting with the underground races, and now they have destroyed so many gathering points of the underground races, and the humans have dealt with the underground races. Still a contemptuous state of mind.

This mentality is like human beings who consider themselves the natural masters of this planet, have had such a glorious civilization, have created so many miracles that other creatures are absolutely impossible to create, have incomparable wisdom, and have the blessing of heaven.

As for the underground races, they are savage barbarians! Let’s take a look at their gathering points. They are simply incomparable to humans, and humans...

"Gudong", many genius teenagers couldn't help swallowing at this time. This huge city was like a slap in the face, slapped on the human face, and couldn't help being a little hot.

I don't want to believe it, I don't dare to admit it, the huge sense of crisis, I can't tell... the picture is still going on, from the aerial perspective, you can only see a shiny, huge instrument in the middle of the city at a glance.

The reason why this instrument shines is that many of its parts are polished with diamonds regarded as treasures by the people of pre-civilization.

The irony is that once a small diamond that could sell for a sky-high price was used in large pieces here, it seemed extremely cheap.

But these are not the key details, and the underground races will use geothermal energy as an energy source, and diamonds as the material for their unique instruments are nothing new.

It's just such a huge instrument...

Sure enough, under this huge instrument, there is a'river'. This is not an ordinary river on the ground, but a real river of magma. Just by looking at it, you can feel its thrilling heat, and these The heat energy is undoubtedly converted into various kinds of energy by that huge instrument and sent to various places in this city.

Obviously, just one such instrument is not enough to support such a huge city. Soon with the movement of the lens, the genius soldiers saw one after another smaller instruments, using a very small scale. Reasonable layout is flooding every corner of this huge city.

Compared to a human city, this underground race city is a "three-dimensional city", with countless roads staggered up and down, leading to various rock walls, and there are countless large and small caves on the rock walls, which are not safer than humans. District, no, it should be the poor light of the pre-civilized city.

Although it is difficult to see the details because of the perspective, but from the flashing lights, you can also feel the prosperity of the city.

You can even see strange transportation vehicles and some very strange underground creatures from the staggered roads.

At this moment, the picture only lasted for a few seconds, and the talented recruits were already quelled, and at this moment, a slightly panting, slightly hurried voice sounded: "This is not a city, it is a re-fire. The third barracks of the clan. In fact, their cities are even more shocking, and there are things you can't imagine under the ground."

After this sentence was finished, the picture disappeared and turned into darkness.

Then the genius soldiers heard a sound of running. From the sound point of view, the speed is very fast. The sound of breaking through the air from time to time proves that the person who took the picture is definitely a master, and only a master can run such a sonic boom. sound.

After such an inexplicable voice lasted for more than a minute, everything fell silent, with only a burst of gasping. It took a full ten seconds for the master to calm his breath and use a very small amount of breath. The voice continued to say hurriedly.

"We have no chance of winning in battle with them underground, at least at this stage."

"They are easier to get some resources than us, after all, they are underground. There are some resources that we have never understood before, and we cannot obtain by human means, and these resources are cheaper. This is the Fuhuo clan who has always hated us! They want to exterminate us, they are exterminating us."

Having said this, everyone heard the master's voice with gritted teeth and hatred. After a few seconds of silence, he said again: "However, on the ground we are still masters. This planet originally belonged to us, and we came from here. Planet, this is certain."

This sentence was a bit inexplicable, and the faces of the talented soldiers present became serious, and the inexplicable mood after seeing the city of the underground race became more agitated.

In fact, there is nothing hard to admit, even if human beings are selfish, it is absolutely impossible to share this planet with another race.

This kind of selfishness doesn't need to be guilty. Don't the underground races want to exterminate mankind to truly occupy this planet?

At this moment, the genius soldiers of the Xinghuo Brigade suddenly had a sense of responsibility, a responsibility that absolutely cannot be retreated or compromised! !

But the picture is still dark at this time.

After a few seconds of silence, the voice in the picture spoke again: "I just said that we must choose to fight on the ground with the Fuhuo clan. Only on the ground can we have the advantage."

"But now I must ask the headquarters to go deep underground and destroy the third barracks at all costs."

"Next I will turn on the password and restore the information that I have collected over the past ten years into special numbers into pictures, and these pictures are the reason. If these pictures have caused everyone's unpleasant mood, I am here to apologize to everyone. ."

This is a hero who has sneaked into the underground race to collect information for ten years. Why should I be sorry? All the genius soldiers were puzzled and angry.

But afterwards, the scene after scene was played, but everyone quickly understood the meaning of this sorry.

Thinking of this, Han Xing couldn't help but recall those images again, even though he tortured himself madly today, he used the highest-intensity training to keep himself from remembering, and want to make himself numb, but still...

"Boom", Han Xing hit the wall with a fist, no one complained about Han Xing's inexplicable movement.

In fact, Han Xing's general venting action triggered a chain reaction of everyone. Some people also threw a dull punch, while others snarled... The depressed mood always needs to be vented.

They were all Ziyue fighters of ranks 2 and 3 and above. The movement caused by their venting movements was never small, and various strange sounds were heard in the camp soon.

Luwa was sitting in a wheelchair, and her expression began to change. She was weak since she was a child, and she was very precocious and smart, and she couldn't help but patted her wheelchair handrail severely.

The underground races have known their existence for a long time. They don't know what humans look like in their eyes. How much do they know about humans?

But up to now, humans’ understanding of them is so limited.

Including myself, what if my father is a superior Hanhuang? Luwa discovered that she was also ignorant for the first time.

She closed her eyes, wanted to let her brain empty, and stopped repeatedly thinking about the scene that stung her the most, but anyway... the scene reappeared in her mind as if it were rooted.

At this moment, all the tacit and tacit vents of everyone in the barracks are like a catalyst, magnifying the picture.

That is a laboratory.

The periphery of the laboratory is a cell where humans are held. Is it appropriate to describe it as a cell? Maybe it's not appropriate, because humans are the experimental materials that can be used at any time there, the materials are only...So, should it be called the material room?

It was a deep insult, Luwa's face showed a cold smile, her hand tightly holding the wheelchair's armrest.

She didn't want to think about one after another who couldn't stand upright and couldn't lie down, curled up in the ‘material room’, with numb and hopeless eyes...

Then they were picked out by the so-called Fuhuo clan, and then! !

Luwa took a few deep breaths. The pre-civilization once recorded wars and recorded all kinds of cruel things that mankind had done to mankind.

Luwa believes that that is the root of human inferiority, the so-called extreme of evil.

But this kind of evil is absolutely unburdened when placed on a foreign race. They may not think that all this done to humans is evil at all, but a natural behavior, so this kind of cruelty that Luwa thinks is magnified. ten times.

Those specific experimental scenes can't be recalled anymore. When I think of it, Luwa's stomach starts to twitch and feel like vomiting very much.

At the same time as that extreme experiment, the underground races still treat humans as food, and from time to time...

"That's a disregard for life. The Fuhuo clan has no basic respect for life. In humans, this respect has not disappeared. Civilization? They don't deserve to be called civilization."

"Henk, did I talk a lot?" Liszt turned to look at Henk. He thought that as a king, he should maintain a certain kind of hardness in his heart in order to achieve the final compassion. Will such a long-winded look weak.

"No, you are right, you also need to resolve these emotions." Henk's tone was very gentle.

Liszt also tortured himself madly for a day today, but obviously this torture is not enough to vent his emotions. From many details, it can be seen that Liszt has been tolerating and understands these Genk.

Instead, he likes Liszt's long-windedness. At this time, Liszt seemed more real and even a little warm.

But Liszt was obviously dissatisfied. He waved his hand impatiently and stopped complaining. The laboratory picture of the third barracks was only one of many pictures, but it was undoubtedly the most exciting one.

Liszt didn't want to think about that again and again, he felt that he should think about other things, such as...who are the human traitors in black robes? What methods did they use to capture batch after batch of humans entering the underground, trading with the Fuhuo tribe, and providing the Fuhuo tribe with experimentation objects?

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The point is that the experiments of underground races have already yielded obvious results.

Liszt thought of the so-called Type I, Type II and other monsters that were synthesized by the underground races in the picture, and Liszt got goose bumps on his body.

There is no way, those monsters obviously still have human consciousness, and when they become monsters, that kind of desperate roar.

"Damn!" Liszt couldn't help uttering a foul language, and then stood up with a'swipe': "Damn the underground, no, Fuhuo Clan! What are they? How do they exist? When? Exist? What kind of history do they have? Can anyone tell me this?"

"Henk, what evidence should I use to ascertain that we are the masters of this planet? Someone must know something? It must be, why should I hide it from most people? No, I was also concealed!"

As Luwa thought, human beings are so ignorant of the underground races! And this kind of ignorance is destined to cause many associations among smart people, and many doubts are destined to explode. Liszt is not the only one who thinks this night. Many images overlap and are about to point to the final secret!