Chapter 689: He Lives in His Heart

Mengqi cried as he realized that Dunshan was taking extreme action to sacrifice himself to save the world, but there was nothing he could do. The only thing that might stop the mecha man here was the Black Mother, but why did he stand still and let the people he had been caring about die for?

"Ah~roar~"

A landslide and tsunami-like cry erupted in Dunshan, and the blue-gray steel body, as if hit by fierce lightning, sizzled and burst out of the faint blue electric light, which grew and shuttled with the turbulence.

As long as the black stray bullets and arrows entered the range of three feet away from him, they would dance like a demon, and then the route turned from a half-arc to a straight one, directly into the black cauldron on his back, and the black cauldron was so large that it seemed that the enemy could not fill it no matter how much he attacked, and sucked one black arrow after another with nuclear energy into his body without missing a miss......

The people struggling in the green light protection tower gradually became quieter, as if infected by the stiffness of the black mother, and they also opened their eyes in horror and couldn't move......

The attack lasted for a long time, almost burning a pillar of incense, but finally slowed down and stopped, and it seemed that the King of Cangluo had exhausted his inventory of "ammunition" by using his only possible trick to reverse the defeat.

Dunshan's already huge steel body seemed to have expanded three times, because there were too many things in the body, and his steps slowed down, but he did not stop, but walked strongly into the depths of the desert, and soon the old master and other people with ordinary eyes would not be able to see him.

Only the Black Mother could see it, and at this time he finally moved, and the little thing in his hand, which Mengqi regarded as mysterious, pressed it, and the virtual electronic display screen appeared in the green light protection tower, so that everyone could see the back of Dunshan again.

"Damn mechman, what do you want to do? Give me back all my ammo and give me all my ammo! ”

Mengqi remembered very well that this was the last few words of the king of Cangluo left on the King Continent, roaring like a crazy leopard, but he could no longer find the leopard's ferocious aggressiveness.

No matter how slow the shield mountain is, it gallops like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it is far away from the battlefield, away from the crowd, and runs to a deserted place that no one can name, and if he does not arrive, no one will ever know, and then ......

Rumble~

The loud explosion sounded, not to mention the people under the Red Tower, I am afraid that the entire King Continent can hear it.

Judging from the display screen, the huge gray-black mushroom cloud seemed to come out of the ground, and instantly filled the earth, sucking every inch of the sky into the belly, so that the tumbling clouds could no longer wrap the golden clouds, they tore, crashed, and stabbed the bound clouds, like angry birds breaking through in all directions, so that at that moment, there was nothing in the world except them...... It doesn't exist anymore......

After a long time......

"Brother Hei, Brother Dunshan...... Where is he? ”

Mengqi was the first to wake up from his stiff state, his whole face drooped, and the sweat that shrunk in his pores and didn't dare to flow out also came down at once, mixed with his bitter and salty tears.

The black mother has a face like a wooden board, with no expression, but there are movements. Listening to Mengqi's question, he turned around slowly, raised a hand, and pressed it on his heart with a "snap", and soon withdrew it, "snapped" on Mengqi's heart, and then took it back, pressed it one by one on the chest of the Glory Eight, and finally came back to hold himself, and said: "From now on, Dunshan, it's here, he will never go again, anywhere, he won't go!" ”

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"Grandpa, what you and I are talking about is recorded in the history books of all the kings continent, the 'Origin War', right? The gentleman of the academy said that although the King Continent had existed for many years before the outbreak of the Origin War, that day was still designated as the founding day of the King Continent, and people would commemorate it every year towards the Origin Land! ”

In the desert, Xiao Mengqi was draped in the darkening sunlight and said with feeling.

"The Battle of Origins? Ah, yes, the people of later generations did give such a name to that war, which sounds very appropriate! Grandpa's long white eyebrows curled up, and he smiled a little bit of the elegance of a person who has experienced the vicissitudes of life.

Xiao Mengqi ran over, picked up Grandpa Tai's hand, rubbed his warm hairy head on it, and said: "Grandpa, the historical records of the Battle of Origin only write that eight canyon heroes worked together to overthrow the Red Crystal Tower, but there are not so many vivid and interesting stories you tell. Can you tell me more about that? I want to think about it...... I want to hear it! ”

Unable to withstand the pleading of the little grandson, the grandfather smiled and said, "Okay, little baby, let the grandfather take a breath and tell you more about what happened after that, okay?" ”

"Wow, really? Long live Grandpa! Xiao Mengqi hugged the white-haired paw tightly and kissed it, making Grandpa laugh, but because he couldn't breathe, he had to find a stone to sit down.

Smiling and smiling, tears rolled out of his eyes one by one, and Grandpa looked at the dark pond in the distance, with indescribable pain in his expression.

Xiao Mengqi stopped waving his little claws and claws, and snuggled up to his grandfather, not to disturb him. Although Xiao Mengqi was small, he also understood that the monster called "Memory" was temporarily defeated by the old man, and he couldn't stop him from looking back at the past.

So Xiao Mengqi waited quietly, he knew that there were countless moving stories in his grandfather's memories, and he would tell them one by one, and one day, it would become his own memories.

"Brother Hei, after such a long time, why can't I remember your appearance clearly, whether I am in a dream or awake? The only thing I remember is the back you left behind when you boarded Ark Three. I don't believe that the power of time is so strong that it can take away my memories of you, so in my lifetime, I will definitely remember you, and I will definitely be able to ......"

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"The whole army attacked, knocked down the Red Tower, and avenged the shield mountain!"

The black mother stretched out her arms and danced wildly a few times, and the green protection tower "snapped" and shattered into light and vanished, and everyone saw that the red tower, which was as red as blood, began to emit a dim light, as if the blood was slowly drying up and slowly aging.

There are only seven people left in the Glory Eight-person team, and there is one person who stays in the hearts of the team members forever.

Hatred, Pain, Hope...... All kinds of emotions converge intricately, forming a powerful motivation to push the seven team members to fight hard and make the final blow to the Red Tower.

The flames rushed into the sky, and the sky burned.

Not to mention that the source of the red tower has been damaged, has been neutralized by the blue energy flow of justice, even if it still maintains the fierceness of the past, the indestructible of the past, it is impossible to withstand such a strong firepower, when the upright tower body becomes distorted, it explodes from the foundation, "boom boom" The golden snake is manic and scurry, swallowing all evil energy along the way, swallowing the red tower to the slag left, just when the base of the blue tower is being attacked by the dark soldiers sent by the king of Cangluo, and it is already in danger, the red tower is overcome, all the energy supply is interrupted, the red iron soldiers, That is, the black ball soldiers in Cangluo, all of them turned into black smoke and dissipated, and the blue side won!