With a clear blue sea and golden sandy beaches, this is a beautiful coast that can be called a holiday destination. But at this time, this beautiful coast is filled with gunsmoke and chaos.

Huge warships surrounded the beach, and the guns on the warships were all aimed at the huge target on the golden sand. With the roar of the fort, craters were blown out of the golden sand.

In contrast to the warships anchored in the sea and firing their cannons, thick rattan sticks are rooted in the golden sand, bending and writhing in the air. Red and white, trumpet-shaped flowers bloom on these rattans.

In the face of an attack from the sea, these cannonballs flicked quickly, and the cannonballs were thrown aside by the flexible rattans. At the same time, from time to time, strong sonic vibrations are emitted from the trumpet flowers.

When these strong vibrational sound waves came out of the horn flower and bombarded the warships, the warships that were hit were like being bombed by missiles, shattering and sinking into this blue sea. It was obviously on the shore of the shallows, but it completely engulfed one warship after another like a deep sea.

"Hahahaha, up, up, up. Fire, all fire. "At the front of the warship group, on one of the largest warships, Xue Feng stood on the deck of the warship with an excited smile full of battle, skillfully controlling the main guns on the warship, attacking the strange rattan plants on the coast.

Accompanied by a roar, the main cannon accurately hit the root of the rattan under her operation, and directly eliminated the rattan from the root. But where the rattan was destroyed, it didn't take long for a new rattan to grow.

As the rattan stretched out, warships with the same shape as the sunken one before also emerged from the sea and joined the attack on the rattan again. Both rattans and warships seem to be endless, and they will never be wiped out.

"Kill, kill these monsters." In the constant battle of gunfire from warships and strange rattans, a group of men killed from the other side of the beach. Everyone wields a variety of weapons, some are cold weapons with divine powers, some are ordinary firearms and hot weapons, and some are capable of controlling mechs and controlling all kinds of strange abilities.

It was another bloody battle, and the rattan was pulled out one by one, but the group of people who rushed over also suffered heavy casualties in the rattan counterattack. In the end, by the time there were only four or five rattan left, the crowd had all been killed.

The artillery fire on the sea continued, and with the laughter of the snow wind, a few more rattans were broken. But in the next second, dense rattans came out of the sand again, as if they had never been interrupted, and coiled densely on the golden sand.

"No, I can't stand it anymore. I want to go home woohoo. "On the other side of the beach, in the midst of a sunken mountain wall, the entire crowd that had previously died in the rattan reappeared. As soon as he appeared, a young man in his teenage years was already crying and shouting with tears streaming down his face.

As he cried, a faint black energy drifted out of him and melted into the air. As the black energy dissipated, the rattans on the other side of the beach grew rapidly as if injected with stimulants, and before they knew it, one or two new rattans appeared in the outermost part.

"Shut up, as a man, how can you cry and cry casually. None of us here want to go back. What's the use of crying, let's work harder to destroy those monsters. A slap was slapped on the young man's face, and a calm middle-aged man wearing a neat military uniform scolded in a deep voice.

"But how can you fight, you have already died a dozen times, and you still haven't succeeded. I don't want to die anymore. Covering the red and swollen left side of his face, the young man roared excitedly. As his emotions exploded, the black energy exuded from his body became more and more intense.

"Calm down, the more you complain and get angry, the harder it will be for us to defeat those monsters. Your anger and resentment have all become food for the growth of those monsters. A slender right hand patted the young man's shoulder, and a steady female voice sounded at the same time. A delicate-looking girl walked in from outside the hollow.

"Hmph, who knows if what you said is true or false." Some sat down indignantly, and the anger on the young man's face did not completely disappear. But he probably listened to the girl's words, although he was still dissatisfied, but the black energy exuded from his body was a lot lighter.

"You who don't have cultivated divine power may not feel it, but I can feel that all the negative emotions that come out of our bodies have been turned into energy and absorbed by those monsters. This is also the reason why there are more and more of these rattans. I hope you can calm down and don't let those monsters succeed. ”

Through the divine grace-level divine power flowing in her body, Pan Tingting, a young girl who comforted the young man, clearly felt that many of the people gathered here had begun to reveal that kind of black energy full of negative emotions, which was not a good phenomenon.

The soldiers who had experience in the manipulation of thermal weapons all gathered on the warship summoned by Yukikaze using the suddenly powerful Patronus ability, and most of the people gathered here at this time were ordinary people with no combat experience and some god-armored warriors and abilities with melee ability.

Although compared to the more than a dozen charges carried out here, the regiment was wiped out more than a dozen times. The warships on the other side of the snow wind had been sunk more than a dozen times, and the casualties of those soldiers were definitely more than two or three times that of this side.

However, after all, most of the people gathered here are just ordinary civilians, who have experienced the pain of more than a dozen deaths, and it is rare to be able to support them until now. They can't be judged by the standards of soldiers.

"Tingting, how is it, is there any good news?" Seeing the girl who came in to appease a few people who had begun to get agitated, Pan Xuanbo, a middle-aged soldier who slapped the young man just now, was also relieved and asked Pan Tingting.

"It's still the same, and the range of those rattans has increased again." Shaking her head, Pan Tingting replied with a solemn face.

"Hah, it has to be done quickly. The longer it drags on, the worse it will be for us. Damn it. Frowning tightly, Pan Xuanbo slammed his fist on the rock wall, this feeling of having no choice but to watch the enemy gradually grow is really desperate.

But you must stop your despair, otherwise this despair will increase the growth rate of the enemy.

Moreover, more importantly, until now, Pan Xuanbo and the others still did not understand the situation at this time. Why did he suddenly appear in such a strange place, and why was he able to come back to life here even though he was dead? Why, as the battle continues, more and more people come in one after another.

None of them knew the answers, the only thing they knew was that they had to continue fighting. Perhaps, when they completely destroy the monsters on the beach, they will get the real answer. Fupin Chinese