Ark of the Immortal

Everyone in the Integration Movement! Why can't we talk! What do you want from us! Why are you chasing us so much!

Yes, actually this is the point that everyone cannot understand the most.

Starting from Scout, before they assassinated Garson, people from the Integration Movement had already started chasing them.

I don't know what's on Scout. It can't be emergency syrup, right?

Moreover, Rhode Island and the integration movement had no grievances in the past, and we don’t know what the integration movement is thinking.

Could it be that there is a mole in Rhode Island who leaked all the information to the integration movement?

Neither Amiya nor Ace thought this was a possibility.

Just a few seconds after Ace tried to negotiate, a voice sounded from the east gate wall.

The voice was not loud, but it could make people hear his words softly and clearly.

Born in sorrow and dying in happiness. If the infected only focus on the dangers in front of them and ignore the threats in the future, then no one can go far. Resistance itself requires time to build high walls. Everyone who has come from afar Friends from Rhode Island, am I right?”

I saw a young man with white hair and white clothes standing out from the high wall of the east gate. He was holding a staff like a crutch in his right hand, walking elegantly and wearing a coat. But the legs and feet were exposed, just wrapped in white pantyhose to keep out the cold.

As he walked, he waved his arms, and his voice sounded like a leading actor in the Victoria Opera House.

Everyone in Amiya saw his appearance clearly with their excellent eyesight, and were also shocked by his age.

He's still a kid, right?

Amiya couldn't help but whisper.

Is this also a high-level member of the Integration Movement?

Under oppression, there is no distinction between children and adults, Amiya.

Lin Guang stabilized Amiya's mentality, and she spoke.

Under oppression, everyone is the oppressed. So don't underestimate even a child. Maybe what he can do is even more shocking than many adults.

At this moment, everyone does not regard the integration movement as a mortal enemy, but is just looking for ways to communicate and communicate.

In their view, everyone is an organization that speaks out for the infected. In fact, they all have the same demands. Why do they have to go to war with each other?

But before Ace could continue to speak, the five students in the Rhode Island formation were the first to become unable to sit still.

Sonia took a step forward and shouted with anger.

Mephisto! You son of a bitch! Are the worries you are talking about us students?! Have you forgotten all the things you did in various universities in Chernobog!

Hearing this, everyone in Rhode Island couldn't help but cast a glance at Sonia.

Could it be that the boy in white they were facing was the culprit who imprisoned Sonia and other students?

Mephisto raised his eyebrows, even though he had already seen these students who had temporarily joined Rhode Island's formation. But he didn't expect that some students would dare to challenge him at this time.

In his impression, although there were some thorns among these students, most of the thorns were subdued and it was unthinkable that there were still fish that slipped through the net.

You are the future of this country. If you want to control the foundation of a country, you must control the students. Isn't this the easiest worry to solve? Have you never thought about it yourself?

Mephisto raised his left hand as if to hold something up.

You who can afford to go to those schools, who are your parents? Maybe they are elites in the business world, maybe they are managers of Chernobog, and you are their weakness. Guess what, for your safety, they How far are you willing to go?”

Mephistopheles took steps, paced left and right, pretending to lower his head and think, and continued.

Maybe he will be willing to hand over most of the funds for the company's operations? Maybe he will be reluctant to give out the city defense map of Chernobog? Maybe he will also explain the operation mode of the inner city clearly?

After saying this, Mephistopheles stopped and smiled meaningfully.

Everyone, future elites of Chernobog, what do you think?

As soon as these words came out, Amiya and others suddenly understood the plan of integrating the movement.

They first sneaked into Chernobog, and after figuring out the relationship between the nobles and senior officials in the city, they started from all aspects.

Among them was Winter, the school where Sonia and others stayed.

In this way, various key points in the operation of Qicheng were obtained, such as the city defense map and the time of changing of guards and shifts.

Then, quietly, he turned the entire operational joints of Qicheng into his own.

That's why it was so easy for members of the Integration Movement to invade Chernobog, as easily as a hot knife cutting through butter.

Sonia and the other students felt their hands and feet feel cold when they heard this. They thought something would happen to Chernobog City. But I never thought that the Integrated Movement's attack on Chernobog City would actually use students like myself.

In this way, the entire Qicheng city fell, and most of the reasons were not because of themselves? !

No wonder Mephisto after occupying these high-end schools. Not only was it not announced externally, it also ensured the safety and freedom of all students. As long as they did not leave the school, they could do anything.

They don't need to do anything by themselves at all. As long as they are alive, they will become the bargaining chip of the integration movement and be used to exchange all Chernobog's information and resources.

Mephistopheles saw everyone's reactions and he said with a smile.

Yes! Yes! This is the reaction I want to see! This occupation is not only a tactical victory, but also an outstanding performance! The screenwriter and starring behind it are the best battlefield commanders!

The white-haired boy opened his hands, his face full of arrogance and defiance.

This is the first active attack by the infected, and it will leave a mark in history! From now on, the flag of our infected people will fly across the entire earth! The integration movement is the supreme goal of all infected people. ideal!

His voice echoed near the east gate. It was hard to imagine that a thin young man could make such a high-spirited voice from his chest. If he were not an infected person, he would definitely be an excellent opera singer.

It's just a shame, for all the acting he does here. In the eyes of everyone in Rhodes Island, it is just kindness in the mouth of the devil.

If it is really to uphold justice for the infected, force is definitely necessary, but it is by no means a massacre.

No one can accept the killings committed by the Integration Movement in the city of Chernobog. Even Rhode Island itself will never agree with such a method of resistance.

This is not resistance, but destroying the infected person's last chance to communicate with normal people, turning the infected person into a real beast.

But one thing needs to be acknowledged, and that is that the integrated movement has really shown a very high cannibalization ability.

They can fan countless oppressed infected people and turn them into their own strength.

So, Rhode Island.

Mephistopheles calmed down a little. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the people in Rhode Island standing behind the roadblock.

At this moment, the large group of infected people behind them also caught up. Seeing Rhode Island and others who were confronting Mephistopheles, they consciously gathered everyone together.

Terra does not need a second Integration Movement, nor does it need a Rhodes Island with themes of mercy and salvation.

Mephistopheles waved gently, and all the infected people standing at the city gate raised their Molotov cocktails.

Their movements were uniform as if they had been rehearsed countless times, but there was no sparkle in their brows.

I only give you one choice... Haha, I prefer to call it a road than a choice.

The white-haired boy said energetically.

Become a part of us! Let the integration movement lead you to a brighter future! Otherwise, there is only death and destruction waiting for you!

He stretched out his left hand and raised three fingers.

You only have three seconds.

three.

He raised these three fingers and showed them to the people in Rhode Island in front of him.

Amiya pursed her lips. She didn't know what to do in the current situation.

Linguang and Ace were ready to fight, and Rhode Island had no intention of surrendering.

The doctor had his hands behind his back, not showing any signs of nervousness.

Among the crowd, everyone could not help but notice him because of his black clothes and calm appearance.

two.

Mephistopheles clasped one of his fingers.

At this time, in the street not far away, the snow monster team hurriedly arrived, surrounded by the two ladies, and arrived at the scene.

As soon as they walked out of the intersection, they saw the besieged Rhode Island and Mephistopheles standing on the east wall.

one.

Mephistopheles retracted one of his fingers, leaving only one index finger raised in the cold wind.

His eyes narrowed. He didn't expect the people of Rhode Island to be so disrespectful. Even though he had given them a choice, they still planned to fight against the integration movement.

He didn't even think about continuing to negotiate and consider it. They were the ones who spoke out at the beginning, but he complied with their ideas and stood up to communicate with them!

Looking at the Rhode Island members in front of him, Mephistopheles lost interest in the final negotiation.

There are hundreds or even thousands of people on our side, but the other side is just a small team of thirty or forty people, a ragtag group.

zero.

The last finger was also clasped, completely turning into a fist symbolizing force.

Mephistopheles sighed. He lost all interest. He didn't expect this audience to be so boring.

The show is over, it's time for the curtain to fall.

His eyes completely turned into contempt as if looking at grass and garbage, and he waved his hand.

Faust, attack.

Mephisto! No!

laugh!

Froststar rushed out from the corner and shouted, trying to stop Mephisto's behavior.

W, who was standing beside her, crossed his arms and leaned against the wall as if he was watching a good show. He just needed another piece of popcorn and Coke.

Before Mephisto's raised hand fell, a purple light suddenly lit up on the wall beside him.

A crossbow arrow was shot from the modified crossbow, and it was clearly shot at Amiya, who was standing in the middle of the crowd.

Mephistopheles and Faust had enough tacit understanding that they both understood that the little girl standing in the middle of the formation was one of the other's most important characters.

Moreover, he is also a warlock, and he is the first to deal with warlocks and doctors in battle. This is the basic principle of any battle.

At the same moment, two human voices sounded, accompanied by sobs that pierced the air.

Amiya's pupils shrank inward, and she felt a threat from death. This arrow crossbow had a strong smell of Origin Stone skills, and the way it pierced the air was like the god of death pulling a scythe in front of her.

Countless infected people have raised their weapons and will completely drown the irrational people in front of them who are stubbornly resisting.

The people of Rhode Island are like rootless duckweeds in the real sea, swaying unsteadily.

Time seems to freeze at this moment, and the whole picture is like an art painting on display, with its name marked at the bottom.

Light!

Ding!

A loud shout echoed with the sound of steel hitting the ground, accompanied by the sound of steel scraping across the ground.

The dazzling golden hair danced with the soft light, and an unfolded shield blocked Amiya's face.

The crossbow arrow spun and flew into the sky, losing all the kinetic energy attached to it in the light, and finally stuck powerlessly in the soil beside it.

Rhode Island's heavily armed operator, holding the shield in his hand, stood in front of Amiya and blocked the arrow for her.

Even so, Linguang was inevitably pushed back ten or twenty centimeters by the huge impact, and the steel combat boots under his feet wiped a trail of white flowers on the ground.

Amiya, are you okay?

Linguang stared at the city wall, her concentration concentrated, always on guard for the next crossbow arrow.

Amiya also recovered from the daze. She took a deep breath and clenched her fists.

I'm fine, thank you, Linguang!

While the two were communicating, a voice sounded from beside them.

Everyone is in a defensive formation and trying their best to support us. We will definitely survive.

The doctor held down the headset in his right ear. The battlefield command experience ingrained in his bones allowed him to remain calm even in such a desperate situation.

At this moment, the doctor saw a lot in a trance, those memory fragments flashing through his mind. She smiled before his eyes like a person in a dream.

In this trance, he saw two strange women, who smiled at him and extended their hands to him.

As if entrusting everything to him, he made a promise to them that he would never break.

It was at this time that he whispered.