While the aristocrats were immersed in madness and depravity and enjoyed their pleasures, the wind and sand castle was in chaos, with gunshots, neighings, shouts, and screams echoing over the city like a tragic symphony. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The streets, alleys, and corridors are littered with human and insect corpses. Viscous blood flowed everywhere, broken limbs, liver and gallbladder organs were scattered all over the place, and it was a complete scene of the end of the world. Every time there is a bug infestation, the population of Wind Sand Castle will plummet by three percent. This may not seem like a high percentage, but for a city of more than 20 million people, it means that 600,000 people will be killed.

What would it be like if 600,000 corpses were piled up on top of each other? To put it simply, it can be piled up into a mountain. To complicate things, it would take three months to be completely incinerated. During this period, the stench inside the sand castle will be so stinking that people can't swallow it, and maggots will crawl all over every corner of the city, making the scalp of passers-by numb.

At this moment, the small owner of the bakery, Raf, was leaning against the corner of the kitchen, in the faint candlelight, trembling his right hand, groping for a healing needle in his blood-stained shirt. Then he gasped, moved his body, bit the envelope hard, looked down, and stabbed a needle into his neck!

In an instant, the bright red medicine poured down the needle into the carotid artery, then into the atrium, and finally to the limbs, providing fresh vitality for the weak life. However, this is just a small treatment needle, which does not cure the symptoms, and it will not solve his current injury at all, except to stop the bleeding and restore a little physical strength.

On the kitchen floor lay the corpses of two sandflies, their heads exploding with flowers. For this, Raff also paid the price of a hand. In the flickering candlelight, only half of his left arm could be seen, hanging sparsely on his shoulder. Thanks to the effect of the treatment needles, the bleeding has now stopped, and he has recovered from the great pain.

He had lost so much blood and was so weak that he wanted to fall asleep like this, but now was not the time to rest, and perhaps once he closed his eyes, he would never wake up again.

He is a small man, and his dream is to guard this little bakery, make a little money, and then find a hard-working girl to be his wife. They knead the dough, make bread, sell bread, snuggle together, watch the pedestrians coming and going on the street in a daze, and live a peaceful and happy little life.

But this kind of life is still a luxury for a bottom like him. He picked up a single-barrel shotgun, placed it horizontally on his lap, then took out a red cylindrical shotgun from his pocket, bit it with his mouth, broke open the chamber and stuffed it in, then picked up the gun and picked it hard.

"Click!"

Shots into the pod, chambers in place, then blowing out the candles, staring motionlessly at the furniture-laden entrance, ready to blast out.

At the same time, in the Silver City World outside the Gate, tens of thousands of kilometers away from the Gate, in the palace of Atlantic City, a silver-haired girl was sitting at a large desk, flipping through the report that had just been submitted.

A tall, blonde female officer stood beside her, seemingly waiting for her instructions.

"Smack!" Looking at it, You Ge's face suddenly sank, and he threw the report in his hand on the table with all his might.

"It's too much! Humanity is facing a great catastrophe, but they still have time to enjoy themselves. You Ge said angrily, "Do they think that the holy light that cleanses all will not dare to extinguish them!" ”

"Your Royal Highness, please calm your anger." Eva softly reassured, "Paradise is thousands of years old, and according to the materialist point of view, existence is reasonable. They are like snakes, insects, rats and ants in the corner, killing them inexhaustibly. Therefore, we can only manage them, use them, and limit them in a relatively balanced, maximized way. ”

"Hmm......" You Ge thought for a moment and said, "I recognize the rationality of their existence, but ......" she paused and strengthened her tone, "They have reveled in the calamity, and they have touched the bottom line of being human, and they must pay the corresponding price." Then, in a deep tone, she said, "I have ordered that in order to strengthen the defense of the Gate of Seth, all the combatants of Plato's Grand Hotel will be temporarily called. ”

Speaking of this, she raised her eyebrows and shouted: "Execute it immediately!" ”

"Yes, my princess." Eva said, bowing her head.

"Just let them enjoy the real feast of the insect tide." You Ge grinned, and his starry eyes bloomed with a strange brilliance.

Half an hour later, when the Templar Princess's order reached the Wind Sand Castle, the mercenary group guarding near Plato's Grand Hotel quietly retreated. Suddenly, the insect tide rolled in, and the terrible screams suddenly resounded in the night sky......

While the swarm was ravaging Plato's Grand Hotel, a girl in a black robe was sitting cross-legged in a basement at the end of the old street.

In front of her was a low stone altar, on which lay an old woman, with a peaceful and kind face, her hands resting flat on her chest, as if she had fallen asleep quietly.

The old woman was surrounded by candles, one after the other, dancing softly.

"Child, please don't be sad, this is our way of inheritance."

"Maybe one day, you'll be like me......"

"When the insect tide is over, you can go back."

"Your elder brother will inherit the cold storage and continue the story of our corpse sewers."

"And you, both a deep-sea fisherman and a corpse sewer, understand?"

In the midst of thoughts, the door opened softly and closed softly.

"Senior sister, the swarm has broken through the second line of defense."

The eyes under the black robe slowly opened, and in an instant, the candlelight shook violently, as if an invisible wind was blowing.

Immediately after, she turned around, and the moment her waist twisted, the sound of breaking the air sounded one after another.

"Woooo In an instant, one after another sharp blades broke out of the body, cutting pieces of robes and flying one after another.

The faint light of the fire reflected the vigorous figure, standing alone, the pitch-black carapace reflecting the luster of metal, and the cold light of the sharp bayonets shimmering.

It is the legend of the insect, the life of the iron worm!

The iron bell bowed deeply to the old woman on the altar, then turned firmly and walked out of the house.

......The hard carapace struck the floor, cracking the small stones under his feet and turning them into dust.

Walking out of the basement, the lights, the fire, the chirping of insects, and the voices of people mingled, and people and insects wrestled in the collapsed building.

Iron Bell walked towards the defense line step by step, and suddenly a gust of wind blew overhead, and several flyflies rushed down, but saw a flash of cold light.

"Woooo

Several sharp blades ejected from the iron bell's body, and with a "poof" sound, they pierced the frog's head. Then, with a twist of her waist, the blade spun like the blades of a fan, twisting the sandflies around her to pieces.

"Twitter!"

In the blink of an eye, dozens of more flies pounced, and she stepped forward, kicked the wall in front of her, and then jumped to her feet. With a "swish" behind him, he opened a pair of wings as thin as a cicada, but the cold light was cold, like blade-like insect wings, and at the same time he twisted his waist and flew towards the swarm.

"Sneer......"

After a moment of silence, a dark green liquid sprayed out, like a drizzle, and the limbs of the frog were cut into several pieces and fell to the ground one after another, the incision was smooth and flat, and it was shocking.

She walked all the way, leaving behind a field of insect corpses.

"Thank you for your gift, Tieling will definitely live up to your expectations."

In a whisper, the two stinging bees were cut off by the waist, and the acid sprayed white mist on the ground.

"I'm a deep-sea fisherman......"

Another group of flies was ground into pieces.

"A corpse sewer too!" With a shout, she rushed out of the defense line and plunged headlong into the dense swarm of insects, spun around, like a flying spinning top, the blade was directed, and the broken bones and flesh immediately splattered up and threw them in the air.

"Boom ......" sword light and blood shadow spread out layer by layer, and countless hissing came to an abrupt end.

Tonight, the name of "Bloody Spinning Top" is destined to resound throughout the old street and spread far away.

At 9 a.m. on DR3716-12-19 and 126 p.m. S. Set, at the behest of Benjamin Rado, Hagrid commanded the Chifeng Guards to march up to the city walls and prepare to launch an attack on the swarm.

Although no one was willing to carry out this order, because taking the initiative to attack the swarm was tantamount to suicide, everyone still silently complied. The reason is simple, attacking the swarm may be a life-or-death event, but resisting the temple is definitely a certain death, and it will also affect the family in the Wind Sand Castle.

It is clear which is more important at a glance. Moreover, the bounty warriors have always lived a life of licking blood with knives, and life and death are just commonplace. And they have all been injected with Jack for a long time, and they basically don't care about anything else except their own families, they are all people who are drunk today and drunk today. Even now, when attacking a target that is certain to die, you can keep your composure and look at the past with a smile.

Perhaps, in that legendary story, they will go to heaven after death, where there is no oppression, no discrimination, and no Jack......

"Don't delay any longer, go on the attack." Benjamin asked, facing Hagrid.

"A few minutes, is it really that important? Give them a little time to prepare. Hagrid said that at this moment, he can delay for a second.

"I'll give you another five minutes, and if you don't attack, I'll report the peak." Benjamin said with a blank face.

Five minutes later......

Under Benjamin's gaze, Hagrid slowly picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Sophia, prepare for shelling." ”

"Yes." A deep voice came over the intercom.

Another five minutes passed......

In Benjamin's murderous gaze, Hagrid picked up the walkie-talkie and urged, "Sophia, hurry up." ”

"Yes." The deep voice was as good as ever.

Then another five minutes passed......

"I warn you!" Benjamin gritted his teeth, picked up the communicator, and was about to report to the peak, but at this moment, a dull cannon sound sounded overhead.

"Knock knock!" "Knock knock!" "Knock knock!" "Knock knock!"

Three shells in each group, a total of twelve shells, came out of their disembowels and fell into a swarm of insects like a tide.

"Boom, boom!" "Boom, boom!" "Boom, boom!" "Boom, boom!"

Sand springs rose into the sky, and the swarm of insects at the center of the shelling was blown apart and thrown into the sky, making an extremely piercing hissing sound.