I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 294 Worst Result
Mikkelsen put a respirator on himself in the icy Antarctic ice water, and then dived into the water again. At the cost of three clones being frozen to death, he found a piece of bad news.

A tunnel leading to an unknown place in the depths of the water. The tunnel is full of biological remains that have been boiled and dried, and then soaked and softened.

Mikkelsen didn't have time to recover his body temperature. This body was actually on the verge of death, and the ability to exercise vigorously depended on his will to support it.

He needs to go deep into that tunnel to see where that thing leads to, whether Gluttony found an exit to the sea from inside, or died in a corner.

He had to see for himself, and if Gluttony was still alive, he would have to add another item to his growing plan.

The weak light can only illuminate a distance of less than two meters in the water. There are ice blocks of various sizes floating in the sea, and there are no living things.

The radiation detectors were flashing red. The radiation in this area must have been off the charts. Mikkelsen could feel the life flowing out of his body every minute.

A huge tunnel with a diameter of ten meters was located under Mikkelsen. He slowly dived into it and dived five or six meters deeper. He saw the last body of Mikkelsen.

The corpse was stuck feebly on a small slope at the top of the tunnel, and the headlights shone ahead, pointing out the direction for those who came after.

Mikkelsen wasted no time in removing the light that the corpse was equipped with, and he slid his limbs and continued deeper into the tunnel.

Floating in the water are all biological remains. These things are obviously gluttony. It must have paid a great price to stuff itself into such a 'small hole'.

Mikkelsen felt that his consciousness was a bit fuzzy, but fortunately, there were more than 4000 equally powerful consciousnesses behind him supporting him, so that he would not just succumb to the physical limit.

He moved forward another 30 meters, and saw a huge piece of meat just crawling and bending down under the tunnel, with countless tentacles deeply embedded in the rock walls on both sides.

But with just one glance, Mikkelsen knew that it wasn't gluttony, at most it was just its shell
That thing is too shriveled, only four or five meters thick, and anyone who has seen the state of gluttony and fullness will not admit it wrong.

This layer of shell looks like it has been soaked in water for several months. It is pale in color, and there are disgusting tumor clusters growing in many places. The closer you are, the more clearly the corruption on it can be seen.

The biological remains in the tunnel originated from it. When Mikkelsen swam over it, the water waves splashed by his body movements disturbed the biological fragments and scattered them one after another.

At this time, Mikkelsen, who was enjoying a creamy mushroom soup in the European Union, stirred the soup with a spoon, frowned, and finally pushed away the soup plate and lost his appetite.

Seeing this shell, Mikkelsen knew that he probably didn't die from overeating, but he still needed to continue diving, because this body couldn't bear it anymore, and he couldn't swim back with his own strength.

The cold and lack of oxygen, under the action of nuclear radiation, turned a reasonably strong person into what he is now in just a few minutes.

Mikkelsen could feel the greasy texture on his face. It was his facial features that were bleeding, but through the helmet, he could only endure the itching caused by the blood running across his skin.

He continued to descend, but had completely lost the sense of distance. Mikkelsen could only continue to dive by feeling, because he had lost most of his vision.

Then he crashed into another shell in a mass of soft biomass, only it looked a lot healthier than the previous one.

Mikkelsen was already unable to move forward, apparently Gluttony managed to survive the nuclear attack by peeling off his corrupted flesh and blood.

What he needs to consider now is the next time, what method he should use to ensure that such a thing will not happen again.

"This fucking world." Mikkelsen, who was under the icy sea, stretched out a middle finger toward the depths of the tunnel, and closed his eyes.

In the icy sea water, only a human corpse was left sleeping in the monster's flesh and blood, as the lights gradually dimmed
Ten minutes later, a slender tentacle protruding from the depths of the tunnel quietly touched Mikkelsen's body like a thief, testing his life and death.

After several confirmations, the tentacles slowly entangled the corpse, and dragged it into the depths of the tunnel little by little, like a dying person at the end of his life.

However, a few minutes later, a dull explosion came from the depths of the tunnel, impacting the water all the way up, and finally turned into an inconspicuous wave on the water surface.

It was a touch explosive hidden in Mikkelsen's diving suit, which could be activated if an external force tried to move the body.

This was a farewell gift between Mikkelsen and Gluttony, although Mikkelsen himself didn't know it at all, he set up such a trap entirely out of old silver coin's instinct.

After confirming that all the companions below were dead, the Mikkelsen group standing on the bottomless abyss lowered another clone with the downhill platform.

This time, his task was to visually measure the water level and determine when the seawater overflowed the tunnel.

According to the current rate of water dipping, seawater will pour into the tunnel in at most 3 minutes, and then fill the tunnel within 5 minutes.

Mikkelsen, who was far away in the body warehouse, completely ignored the heated battlefield behind him. He was not interested in how many players Tang Ji had killed.

What Mikkelsen really considers is the goal at the strategic level, such as first submerging the entire base in ice water, and then competing with the players for time and cost to see who can dig out these bodies first.

As for how many people in these tens of thousands of bodies died in accidents during this process, he didn't care at all.

If the entire body warehouse was not buried deep underground, Mikkelsen would directly launch cruise missiles to completely destroy it.

At this moment, he has at least the authority to contact three surface and underwater warships belonging to different forces in Antarctica and ask them to launch missiles.

But none of these missiles can destroy this base. When the pioneers built this place, experts must have carefully studied the force configuration in the surrounding areas of Antarctica before finally choosing such a specification.

The good news is that Mikkelsen, an expert with this ability to analyze, will soon be able to make a list. If there is no accident, it will not be long before he finds out another naturalized person who is deeply hidden.

The bad news is that it doesn't make sense, those players have already started to intervene in this world on a large scale, and their demand for naturalizers will continue to decline from now on.

After 15 minutes of busy work with welders and explosives on hand, several Mikkelsen finally opened a large enough passage in the gate, and then used a hot-melt cutter to cut off the core part of the lock to open the gate.

During this process, three Mikkelsen died from 'stray bullets' on the battlefield, but none of this affected Mikkelsen's work efficiency.

On the frontal battlefield, Tang Ji and Surte's two superpowers have already taken an absolute advantage. The offensive of the players has changed from a chaotic full-scale invasion at the beginning to a small-scale organized and disciplined attack mode. .

Obviously, both sides are delaying time, but the purpose of both sides is different.

Mikkelsen looked at the watch on his wrist, and his visual prediction was very accurate. At this time, the sea water had begun to pour into the tunnel, and the water was so powerful that he could already hear the sound of raging waves.

At the bottom of the body warehouse, Makarian was also checking the time. Although the time unit in this world was a little different from what he was used to, it did not affect his rapid communication with the pioneers stationed locally.

"You still have 130 five minimum time units, move away the most valuable body here." Makarian looked at the pioneers and shouted: "I need at least a thousand body units! "

He turned around, grabbed a pioneer who had just unlocked the dimension gate, and emphasized in a low voice: "Send another 50 people up to hold back those natives, and don't let them have time to break through here."

The biggest difference between Makarian and other pioneers is that he will not underestimate the existence of these abnormal individuals. In all the missions he has experienced, the strength of these abnormal individuals generally far exceeds the average player.

He can calmly accept that he is in a weak position now, but he will always win in the end.

This is the collision of two worlds, the conquest of the lower world by a high-dimensional civilization. From the moment this world is discovered, its fate is doomed.

"Glad to meet you here, Mr. Makarian." Madam Generosity's voice came from Makarian's communicator: "I heard that you encountered some trouble in Antarctica?"

"I'm sorry, ma'am, I was too busy just now, so I didn't say hello to you at the first time." Makarian's face changed, and he stood respectfully in place to respond to Mrs. Generous's question.

From the point of view of attitude, his respect for Madam Generosity is far higher than that of the late pioneer Dennis Quite, as well as Cathy and Aslan.

This is not the first time he has dealt with Mrs. Generosity. In the past 170-[-] years of his professional career, this woman has appeared in two of the three encounters with anomalous entities.

She is obviously chasing these anomalous individuals, and among the many contenders for the position of Supreme Being, this lady has always been at the top.

Makarian knew the power represented by the other party better than others, so he didn't dare to show the slightest disrespect to the other party.

"Don't be so polite, Makarian, I thought we were already old friends." Madam Generosity said with a smile, "I just made a phone call to make sure that my little friend will not be in any danger."

"Are you talking about Tang Ji?" Makarian immediately understood what the other party meant, and carefully explained: "I'm afraid I can only say that we haven't found a reasonable plan to target Tang Ji yet, and it will take time." .”

"Very good, I think you have plenty of time in this world, enjoy it, don't be so serious, and occasionally experience the fun that belongs to the player." Mrs. Generosity hung up the phone with a smile, leaving only Makarian in the original place. deep in thought.

The turbulent water quickly rushed through the tunnel, mixed with a lot of sand and sundries, and rushed towards the body warehouse. Mikkelsen didn't wave to Wang Zhengdao until he saw the flood coming.

Wang Zhengdao, who had already made preparations in advance, took away Martin and Tony who were still firing, as well as the two living capsules around them.

As soon as the picture changed, Wang Zhengdao brought two people and two life-support cabins to appear on the glacier where they had been overlooking the nuclear explosion. Anthony and the wounded had already established a temporary defense line here.

With a painful expression, Wang Zhengdao took out a sedative from Anthony's medical kit and stuck it on his thigh. He was attacked by a superhuman from the spiritual system, and his mind seemed to be boiling.

In this state, the continuous space jumps on both sides made his face look like a boiled crab shell, and two lines of nosebleeds flowed from the nasal cavity.

Vicky carefully wiped it clean with a cotton swab, Wang Zhengdao smiled and patted Vicky's head, and disappeared again when he turned his head.

"He can't die, I'm monitoring his pulse and heartbeat." Anthony tapped the medical model tactical helmet on his head: "He's a good man."

Vicky nodded, of course she knew that Wang Zhengdao was a good person, but after getting used to Tang Ji's behavior style, Vicky also thought countless times, if Tang Ji was the one who led the Ark organization in the first place
Maybe there is no player threat in the European Federation now. Of course, it is more likely that Tang Ji, who is not used to the bureaucratic style, has blown up the entire European Federation, and he may become the first superhuman emperor of the European Federation.

Vicky forced herself to forget what she had just thought, and helped Shadow re-spray a layer of biofilm. She helped Shadow retrieve a finger, but Shadow signaled that she could just throw it away.

Half of his palm was shattered, and it was meaningless to just retrieve a finger. He now has better ways, such as replacing prosthetics, or trying the medical needles of the Walter Group.

For a mercenary, a trivial matter like getting cancer has to be ranked behind running out of toilet paper.

Wang Zhengdao reappeared, threw the saint and several Mikkelsen on the ground, and fell directly on the ice, with blood all over his face.

The saints and Mikkelsen were not much better either, they also had a splitting headache expression, and it took them a while on the ground to recover.

"There is a very strong spiritual superhuman down here." Mikkelsen unceremoniously injected four sedatives in a row, stabilized his situation, and patted Wang Zhengdao's face forcefully: "Wang! run!"

"I know! I know!" Wang Zhengdao gritted his teeth, and hit the ice with his head hard a few times. Those players had begun to consciously target him, and the pain in his mind was getting stronger with time.

But he couldn't leave Tang Ji and the others there, Wang Zhengdao stood up unsteadily, and jumped back to the base again.

Surte was standing at the assembly point covered in blood, holding a detonator in his hand. At this time, water had already poured into the body warehouse.

He couldn't remember how many people he killed today, it was like a nightmare, and only Tang Ji was real in the dream.

He pulled himself up again and again, using the gray-black flame to expel the pain attached to his body, and guided himself to install the bombs one by one. Now it's time to harvest.

Tang Ji showed up at the meeting point with a lot of heads. He looked at the corpse square behind him with some regret, and pressed the detonation button for Soult with some regret.

boom!
The first floor, the second floor, and the third floor of the square were all blown up so that huge holes appeared in an instant. When Wang Zhengdao led them away, the turbulent and icy cold sea swept past and rushed straight to the body matrix .

(End of this chapter)