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"Poof"

The petals of the polar tulip shrank and swelled, and suddenly spit out Aurora, but her eyes rolled and she didn't make a sound, and there was a faint ball of golden light in the stamens, which was Aurora's primordial god. (Please search for the fastest novel website!)

Grand Duke Eva casually fired a "living spirit cannon", which smashed Aurora's corpse to pieces, and his anger did not subside, and he said to himself: "The Order of Doom...... Hmph, how can you dare to partner with Aurora, an evil obstacle to calculate me?" suddenly his face sank, and he shouted loudly: "Sonia gathers the elite of the clan and sets foot in the Tower of Babel within three days"

She doesn't care if it's the god no moon yaksha or the wind blowing snow with Aurora, she is the authority of the Tower of Babel anyway, so she naturally wants to vent her anger on the Doom Order.

The task of gathering the heirs to attack the Tower of Babel was entrusted to Sonya, and she was still very relieved about this simple-minded eldest daughter. Now, she wants to focus on training her youngest daughter, Polar Tulip.

The polar tulips grew up very quickly, and their combat effectiveness also exceeded her expectations, but unfortunately the fly in the ointment was that the mental state was not very stable.

Grand Duke Eva uses "Psychic Invasion" to read the memories of the polar tulips, and now she has several abnormal situations in which her love is out of control.

The first time was in the human field hospital, Polar Tulip met a human girl who was driving a mecha, and felt that she had the breath of the Night Clan, so she chased and killed the other party regardless of Qiē, and it seemed that an innate command was implanted in the gene - if you meet a descendant of the Night Clan, there will be no mercy

If Archduke Eva can barely tolerate Archduke Eva's gratuitous hatred for the descendants of the Night Clan, then Polar Tulip's unwarranted awe of the two human youths makes her unbearable.

These two human youths, one is a pilot of the garrison of the Guillotine Valley, and the other is a pirate on the "Viking", they both have the aura of "gods" on them, which makes the polar tulips fearful.

Asura, Fenrir, Glendale and Jörmungard, collectively known as the "Four Gods", are the ancestors and idols of all cosmic monsters, and the polar tulips are born with the notion that they are not to be enemies of the messengers of iniquity

Grand Duke Eva didn't like the genetic instincts of the polar tulips, which were all flaws that prevented her from becoming stronger and more perfect, so she used a "spiritual invasion" to erase all the hatred of the Night Clan and the worship of the gods in the depths of the polar tulips' memories.

After this small operation, Grand Duke Eva smiled with satisfaction, and then she had to verify that the transformation had been successful.

The cold wind howls and the snow flies.

On the endless polar ice field, a convoy winds its way through the wind and snow, stopping and stopping, like a dying python.

Kanon Moonyasha sat in a maglev jeep, his face blue from the cold.

What is more unbearable for him than the cold is the huge psychological gap.

Overnight, he went from being a high-ranking pope to a lost dog, and it looks like a nightmare in retrospect. He couldn't help but regret deeply, "I knew that I would fall to such a point, I shouldn't have been obsessed with the ghost and had to put my sister to death in the first place." ”

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world, and everyone has to pay for their impulses.

When he first left the Tower of Babel, Kannatsuyasha only felt ashamed and did not put himself in the position of a loser, but as time passed, he gradually came to realize the reality and knew that the hope of a comeback was very slim.

At the beginning, he called for wind and rain with the aura of the Pope, not counting the dioceses, the Tower of Babel alone had more than 50,000 believers; But when he lost the power struggle and was forced to leave the Tower of Babel, there were not one out of ten followers who were willing to follow him on the road, and most of the followers immediately switched to the Rakshasa of the Divine Moon.

Soon after he started on the road, he was forced by his followers to confess his intention to defect to Lord Aurora, which made matters worse, and the remaining followers immediately mutinied, and most of them refused to go with him, either turning around and returning to the Tower of Babel to beg for the Rakshasa to open the net, or Yu Crisp went to the nearby mines to fend for himself.

No matter how fanatical these followers may be, they have not forgotten their identity as "humans." They can kill people indiscriminately for the sake of faith or for the sake of violent impulses, but most of them can't accept letting them be "human traitors" and slaves of bugs.

This is not only for the sake of human dignity, but also for self-preservation. The Polar Zerg have always treated humans as food, and now that they are delivered to their doors, who dares to guarantee that they will not become a meal for the bugs? What is the difference between this and suicide?

So far, less than a thousand people remain to follow Kannatsuya to the Polar Ice Palace, and most of them have made this decision not out of loyalty to Kannatsunayaksha, but more like gamblers who have lost their red-eyed ambitions, pinning their ambitions for restoration on Lord Aurora.

In such an atmosphere of panic, the Yaksha suddenly sensed a bad news on a whim

"Stop, stop" He jumped up suddenly, grabbed the back of the driver's seat with both hands, his nails were broken and bleeding from him, his lips trembled vigorously, there was no trace of blood on his face, his eyes flickered, revealing his inner horror.

"Your Excellency, what happened?" The priest sitting next to him asked.

The god has no moon and the yaksha wants to speak and stops, and his mouth is bitter. Just now, he sensed that Aurora's spirit wave had disappeared, and there was usually only one reason - she was dead.

The convoy stopped.

Under the puzzled gaze of his followers, Kannatsuya felt suffocated. He didn't dare tell the truth. This bad news, once announced, will surely destroy everyone's last hope. When the time comes, everyone will have to fend for themselves, and mutiny will inevitably occur, and those ambitious priests will probably cut off his head and sacrifice it to the god Wuyue Rakshasa and Kazama Blowing Snow to invite merit and reward, and exchange his blood for the lost position

In an instant, all kinds of terrible thoughts came one after another, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the cold sweat soaked through his back, and he was immediately frozen by the cold wind, and he was so cold that his heart was piercing.

A scream broke the silence on the snowfield, followed by a violent explosion.

The rockets flew from the side of the snowy mountains and hit a maglev truck, knocking it to the ground and blowing it to pieces.

The flames rose into the sky, and the splashes of shrapnel and the screams of the wounded were intertwined into the prelude to the disaster. The already disheartened evacuation team immediately fell into chaos, and everyone scrambled to climb into the car, trying to escape the disaster by car, and there was no way to organize a decent line of defense.

Those who had the heart to resist didn't even have a pistol, and when they saw a group of silver mechs painted with the number "Mithril Legion" rushing down from the snowy mountain, the machine cannon in their hands sprayed tongues of fire, the lightsaber was murderous, and the rocket artillery continued to blast the vehicles away, and the few remaining courages were all gone, and they joined the ranks of the fugitives

Kannatsuya crawled through the snow with his head in his hands, his papal robe long since changed to an ordinary gray cloak, his body trembling under the roar of cannonball.

This "former pope", who has always regarded faith as a means to realize his ambitions and missionary as a stepping stone to power, even prayed to the angel of the last days with tears in the most desperate moment of his life, asking this "god" who himself participated in the fabrication to bless him from this asura field.

The "Dawn Knights" rushed down from the snow-capped mountains one after another, driving mechs to stop the Yaksha cultists, such a battle was rather a one-sided massacre, using 6mm cannons to strafe the unarmed crowd, and a large number of corpses fell in a shuttle, countless flesh and blood were shattered in front of them, and I really felt the fragility of life like ants, this feeling was definitely uncomfortable.

As a professional soldier, you must first put an end to the kindness of women.

Shen Wuyue Rakshasa couldn't bear to kill his brother and let him live, but Yin Jian didn't promise not to hunt him down. Letting the tiger return to the mountains will be victimized, and allowing Kannatsuyasha and his party of extremist terrorists to go unpunished is tantamount to conniving at their misdeeds

Yin Jian sat in the cabin of "Kaos", noticed that his companions were starting to soften, and immediately opened the team communication channel.

"Guys, I know you don't like this kind of fighting, and so do I."

"But think of the innocent people who were killed by the cultists, and think of your family and friends who are under the threat of global terrorism."

"There are no women or children among these cultists, but they have all brutally killed women and children, and they have no mercy or repentance."

"Now you sympathize with these murderers, and you are committing a crime against those innocent victims"

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you still want to wear this uniform, please take up arms and continue your mission

After a brief hesitation, the nine young warriors raised their cannons again to carry out their mission.

Yin Jian sighed, in fact, how could he be willing to slaughter these people who were powerless to resist.

However, since he chose to be a soldier, he was destined to have his hands covered in blood.

Whoever does not have the consciousness of going to hell after death has better take off this military uniform as soon as possible.

Shooting flesh and blood in a mecha was both a test and a torment for a sane soldier, but it must be admitted that this method of slaughter was very efficient, and it took ten Knights of the Dawn less than half an hour to turn most of the bare-handed cultists into corpses.

Some of them fled by car, but Yin Jian and the others did not deliberately pursue them. These fish that slipped through the net can't make any waves, and the "Mithril Corps" has already laid a net in the major mining areas, waiting for them to throw themselves into the net.

Towards the end of the battle, Rambis, who was in charge of aerial reconnaissance in the Camouflage Thief, received an unexpected piece of information.

"Captain, a huge monster that looks like a beast and a flower is approaching the battlefield, and it seems to have bad intentions

After listening to Lambis's description, Yin Jian immediately guessed that the attacker was the haunting "polar tulip."

"Why is this haunting monster again?" In the cabin of Kaos, Yin Jian secretly cursed that the polar tulip was not the right time.