Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Earth shakes.

The Hammer of Archimedes, which was arranged underground in the center of the city, was activated.

The totem pole engraved with the Rune of Ground Fury slowly rose up through the energization of three Axel crystals, and then suddenly slammed into the base of the magic tool with violent power.

The violent energy rushed and dissipated in all directions.

Under the control of the Alduwi directional polar magic circle provided by the Goethe Earth Defense Hall, this violent force can be restrained and vented. The magic circle binds the area that pushes the mud wave and solidifies the soil into a cylinder, avoiding the magic The director bombards buildings that affect the ground.

The heavy earth magic constantly changes the hardness, humidity and concentration of the mud environment in the ground, imprisoning the tunnel worms composed of locusts, smothering and crushing them, preventing them from digging.

"Famos Inverse Magnetic Flow Model Activation."

A report from Horus came through the headset.

The achievements of the Gothic Civil Engineering Corps were arranged underground in Comora. The physical properties of the flowing soil were temporarily changed. The blazing electric current was running wildly, jumping and winding around each locust. The relevant element parameters have been accurately adjusted, that is The data records written by the previous Phoenix King Malekis are derived from ancient times, especially for the best magic resistance parameters of the Greywind swarm.

"Big Bob!"

The swarms of insects occupying the sky of Moyani have become more and more intense and violent, which is enough to explain the unease and fury of the advanced consciousness that manipulated them, and the underground attacks have been shattered.

That means the enemy is ready...and possibly more.

The Gryvind Swarm roared.

The locusts are built into huge and powerful shapes. The hundreds of thousands of tons of locust swarms are extremely terrifying just in terms of quality. They form a distorted and chaotic human body, or form a faceless beast, a long snake with several heads, The twisted and changing floating spheres are all extensions of Big Bob's will.

The humming of the wings resonated like the roar of a ghost.

Just like the picture of the end, distorted and huge monsters rose up from the ground, surrounded by Moyani's low-rise city group, like a plate full of delicious food, and the weak human beings like ants have nothing to do. Helped and feared, but a veil of heaven shrouded the city, cutting off the devourers' covetousness.

In the midst of the unwilling dance of demons, a small but shining figure stood on the holy screen, spread its wings of light, and drew a sword against the evil power. And those who pray, always see that light.

People in the city watched all this silently.

No matter what status, poor or rich, officials or civilians, in the face of such terror, foreign objects can no longer grant any privileges, and everyone can only pray and wait silently.

Even those extraordinary people from various countries who had a very bad first impression of Kant.

rescued city.

The horror of the outside world.

A scene of Kant confronting Big Bob's swarm incarnation.

Wings of light in full bloom, distorted forms, light and darkness, good and evil, order and chaos, justice and evil, in this scene, it is so clear.

"Oh my God." An extraordinary person sighed, "What did the French do..."

"Obviously, they made a deal with the devil, they were blinded by the whispers and temptations of the other party. I knew they would screw it up. They do this kind of thing all the time."

The Britons on the side took the opportunity to speak ill of the French, starting from the invasion war in Biagun, and shook the stupid things done by the French government.

The extraordinary people who stood in three rows in the center of Moyani city, with their hands on the seam of their trousers, were listening intently. Anyway, Kant only said that he should stand here, not talking to each other.

This overly neat military posture is also due to the obsessive-compulsive occupational habits of the Chinese instructors on the side.

The wind is changing rapidly.

On the way to Comora by plane, people were ridiculing Kant's arrogance, cursing the Chinese for doing things, making everyone go to such a remote, poor and dangerous place to perform tasks - but now, people's tone is different, Everyone started scolding the French.

The instructor, who was also watching the battle, listened to their conversation with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, Westerners are human too, and I haven't seen how high their quality and how hard their bones are.

Above the sky, the wings of light behind Kant stretched out, and the splendid holy light shined brightly.

Facing the terrifying monsters in all directions, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The ancient art of war in our country said that you can win a hundred battles by knowing your enemy and knowing yourself. You think you understand me but I don't understand you, I think I understand you but you don't understand me, so let's talk about it now—"

"Who is right!"

Big Bob responded with action.

The twisted human body leaned over the huge body and waved the arm made of locusts. The arm was twisted and extended, and countless densely packed locusts crawled and jumped. The palms opened their huge mouths and devoured them towards Kant.

The beast raised its head, the sphere opened, and twisted evil spirits surrounded it from all directions.

Kant opened his right hand, palm facing the sky.

The blazing light was like a spear, extending thousands of feet, straight into the sky.

In an instant, there was a loud rumbling sound in the distance, the sky was dark and turbulent, and the real dark clouds rolled in at an unimaginable speed, from south to north, in a line.

Lightning flashed, and the electric dragon roared among the clouds.

Lightning strikes!

"Report! A lightning storm has occurred!"

The military satellites of the world's major powers have been aimed at this place. The employees of various intelligence departments and experts in related fields gathered in the intelligence halls of various countries to calculate, communicate, observe, and infer. The smartest brains in the world collide with each other. Sparks, unbelievable scene happens again.

"Well...at least it's easier to manipulate the forces of nature than that kind of shield."

Some experts shook their heads and smiled wryly.

Strange phenomena are happening all over the world, and people are constantly awakening some kind of mysterious supernatural power, mainly concentrated in two categories, one of which is the induction of natural energies and phenomena, frost, fire, airflow, and plants. Communication, controlling the changes of water... As if they had built a bridge of communication with the chaotic and vast nature.

And the ability to control lightning, of course, is also among them.

only…

too exaggerated.

The idea of ​​​​using this ability by scientific research departments in various countries is to use it as an auxiliary human flesh battery to charge the small rail firearms held, and then fire needle-shaped bullets. Even this plan is very conservative, for fear that the extraordinary will suddenly A flash of inspiration caused the ability to grow out of control.

In this way of thinking, the superhuman with lightning ability is closely controlled and guided, and the ability is strengthened toward the "safe route" designed by the government department. The single-body strike is effective, and it is not even as easy to use as a rail gun. When the extraordinary realizes this, it is a matter of course to exercise energy intensity rather than manipulation breadth.

-And this side can already control the celestial phenomenon!

The impact of Kant's successive performances on various countries is really difficult to describe in words.

Its impact on the future is bound to be profound.

Now they don't have to think about how to prevent the superhuman from overgrowing and uncontrollable.

The question now is who controls Kant.

Eerie silence, eerie atmosphere, embarrassment, embarrassment, panic, unease.

It was followed by discussions, roars, roars, and motions that were like a formidable enemy.

In the white house of the United States, someone slapped the table again: "What are you afraid of? Shit, did you pee your pants? Let me, the president, tell you shit-eating bureaucrats one thing!"

"From the 1990s to the present, there have been an average of a dozen hurricanes of Category 4 or 5 in the United States every year! A severe hurricane can wipe away tens of billions of our property and confuse more than a dozen states. Oops! Now open your tearful eyes and look at the satellite images of this shit, and don't ask those **** experts and tell me how much smaller thunderstorms of this size are than what the Earth blows?"

The commander's voice was so full of anger that it almost showed the ceiling of the room: "Also, don't you know there is a thing called energy conservation? If he can spray this thunderstorm everywhere like spit, then we can The United Nations proposes the establishment of a unified human state and let him be the captain of the ball!"

After spraying the VIPs into silence, he scolded: "Shit, the French screwed up again!"

And Moyani's thunder light has already rushed down.

Brilliant.

The sky and the earth covered by the swarm became fiery again, the thunder was surging, and the bright electric light shone on everything, bombarding, splitting, like a heated knife cutting through butter, and the large swarms were splitting the gathered insects, This is a war that has been prepared for a long time. The specific magic resistance parameters of the Gryvind locusts have been completely studied in the war experienced by the fire thieves hundreds of years ago. The contemporary Goethe wizards only need to follow the parameters. The adaptation and adjustment of the spell model... can achieve the greatest results.

Weakness, low temperature.

The dark clouds are blowing, the frost is freezing to the bone, and the snowstorm is flying, which seals the mobility of the insects and interferes with the functioning of the locusts. Since the target is only a very weak single insect, the power of the spell model has been greatly reduced, and replaced by a wide enough range. Domain Strike and Duration.

Weakness, Thunder.

The electric light circulates, circulates between each locust, burns, destroys, and destroys.

The superhumans watching the battle have no fluctuations in their hearts. Compared with the terrifying thunderstorms with dark clouds rolling and electric lights like forests, the scenes of the north wind blowing and snowflakes fluttering are nothing.

They watched as the thunder and lightning swept across and the blizzard swayed, the holy light shining like before, leaping and leaping between the disintegration of monsters and the dissipation of demons. Everyone knew that the overall situation was set.

"Big Bob! Did you see it? What you rely on, what you have, what you get is nothing, why am I in front of you? Why do we become enemies? Blame your son! If he hadn't caught him Without my dad, there would be no such thing as today! Your son planted the fruit of death for himself, and also left a foreshadowing for your defeat, this is the cause and effect - who would have thought of this beforehand!"

He said sharply, "Have you foreseen the end of your own defeat?"

Big Bob's voice vibrated in all directions.

"This power...is it the power of Tacitus!? Kant, you stole what belonged to me! Give it back to me! You don't know how to use its true power!"

Anxiety and rage had dominated his sanity.

Perhaps now, the French mercenary named Big Bob Bourjou can no longer be called a human being.

Kant smiled coldly. His figure passed through the portal of space and came to the ground. In a flash, Horus turned into an armor, protecting his shoulders and back. The next moment, Kant returned to the sky.

Under the cover of the coat, the Transformers were activated at full power. The hidden aura and props that concealed the fluctuations obtained from Lily not only suppressed the aura of Longwei, but also concealed the fluctuations of Tacitus' power. At this moment, the seal was released. The power of Mora's ancient relic is unleashed!

"—Then come and get it!"

The plan was blocked, Kant showed a powerful force beyond imagination, the proud swarm offensive was smashed one by one, and the chance of victory was slim, but the impulse to long for Tacitus was stronger than before, in Kant's step by step. Under the blow, Big Bob has lost his cool.

And the breath of Tacitus was the last chip that overwhelmed reason.

In an instant, the swarm was madly turbulent, not only by the instinct of the locusts, but also driven by the will of Big Bob, passing through the blockade of Blizzard and the prison of lightning, the remaining locusts rose up and gathered, turning into a huge long snake. , charged fiercely towards Kant!

"give me-"

Between heaven and earth, Big Bob's crazy roar is full.

The huge spiritual power intertwined and resonated among the locusts, and it was very clear at this moment.

The will of anger leaped.

can feel it.

Kant held the dragon's mighty crystal on his chest, and the power of the fire thief re-extracted the crystal. The pure spiritual power became an extension of his soul under the control of the dragon language magic. Kant's soul body emitted the roar of the dragon, The wafer turns into a sharp spear and slams it towards the enemy!

Syllables, spiritual vibrations, the unity of matter and spirit, this is the mystery of the dragon language.

The vast dragon roared loudly, shaking the world.

Boom.

Thunder shook, roared, shook, the loud noise between heaven and earth was covered by the melodious dragon roar, and the powerful force tore the boundary between matter and space, such as a sharp sword pierced into the consciousness of the locust's mother's nest, and followed a The spiritual connection constructed by a locust spans, smashes, roars and annihilates among countless individuals.

Big Bob's miserable and painful roar intensified.

Under this terrifying power, the humble locust individuals chose to surrender. They succumbed to the spiritual coercion of the chosen race of the previous era. The mother's hive consciousness was constantly weakened and disappeared under the offensive. Falling and collapsing one after another, falling to the ground.

In an instant, the insect swarm that once covered the sky was scattered silently.

Without their shelter, the sun shines again, it is already evening, the sunset afterglow, but in the eyes of people who have survived the catastrophe, the sunset can be so beautiful.

For a moment, the sky and the earth were silent, and the shadow over Moyani had receded.

The plague of insects is over.

Kant looked at the sunset and slowly exhaled.

Horus asked, "It's over?"

Kant rolled his eyes: "It's over, I haven't repaired the knife, haven't touched the corpse, has the equipment exploded? Did the enemy copy it? Did the French lose their indemnity?"

This iron son is still too young.

Still haven't figured out the joy of fighting.

He swooped backwards, passed through the city from the Holy Tabernacle, and landed on the ground. The supernatural beings stood in three columns and saw him descend from the sky, regardless of gender, color, or nationality, all of them straightened their backs.

A look that is being reviewed.

Sure enough, even if the language is different and the culture is different, in the end they are all human.

All recognize an international common method of communication.

"Stand well." Kant said to the instructor, "Continue watching them, this is not over yet."

- No, it's over.

The same thought appeared in the mind of the extraordinary who could understand Kant's words.

After witnessing all this, and after the complete failure of Big Bob, even if the French-Baixi government, which insists on being an enemy of Kant, should consider how to mend relations and compensate for the losses.

Admit defeat, it's not shabby.

This is probably the dust settled.

Before the instructor could speak, Kant left in a hurry.

Fly towards the Chinese embassy.

"The sanctuary will be open for a while - are you sure no one will dig in?"

"Relax, father, it's very deep, the professional construction team can't do anything for a while. After all, you have experienced it too. The underground is not composed of thick and solid soil layers, but flowing mud and scattered stones. Furthermore, all the sacred artifacts are bound to your ring, and if someone touches it, there will be a reaction."

so good.

Let this beautiful misunderstanding continue.

When he returned to the embassy, ​​Ban Cuntou had already obediently hid aside, not daring to come forward.

The short-haired girl didn't run away, but her eyes were extremely restless.

She seemed to want to ask something, but in the end she just sighed: "No wonder you are going abroad."

Kant looked at the bag under her feet, stuffed with a lot of equipment.

The short-haired girl said, "Sorry, we... ah..."

She doesn't know what to say... She is also a superhuman who has been cultivated with similar ideas.

Kant touched his chin: "No, I'm also very interested in your ideas and tactics. Maybe we can communicate and cooperate another day..."

The other party's eyes lit up slightly, then lowered his eyes.

Entering the embassy, ​​I went to my father first, Kang Jinzhu has been in the well-protected basement.

"Congratulations, you missed a real 3D blockbuster that beat Hollywood's top special effects team, but someone must have filmed it. You can feel my power from other people's narration and foil."

"roll."

Kant hugged his father gently and said, "Get ready, I'm going home."

Comora is no longer safe, and the parents, whoever they are, will feel at ease when they return home.

no matter who.

"ended?"

"It's almost over, I'll touch a corpse."

"Don't roll over."

"Every time you play online games, it's you who overturns the car and falls off the chain."

On the third floor, the ambassador didn't know what expression to show.

"You..." He smiled wryly, "I was really really scared."

Kant nodded to the other party and looked at the king sitting beside him.

He didn't suffer any serious injuries, just a few bruises on his neck, but the mental exhaustion and shock need not be mentioned. At this moment, he is just looking at Kant and doesn't know what to say.

What he and Komora owed each other would never be repaid for the rest of their lives.

"Look at what."

Kant rolled his eyes and said: "Have a rest, hurry up to work, there are still messes waiting for you to clean up - and the great Chakat II, get ready to wear another crown."

The king asked suspiciously, "Huh?"

"I mean, get ready to take over the Biagan regime." Kant said, "I will go to Biagan to hunt down Big Bob. Jurban has been transported by locusts, and everything from the king to the government personnel to the civilians is missing. You As a victim of aggression, and with the jurisprudence of succession to the throne, it's time to unify this country divided by Britain and France - get ready."

After he finished speaking, he was about to leave, walked to the door, paused, and said, "Thank you for trusting me."

Then strode away.

The phone rang again, and it was Qin Mengjin's voice. The other party's tone contained an indescribable meaning. Everything was different, and she had not yet adapted to this change.

"The French are here again," she said, only to laugh out loud. "I think they're a little...poor."

Kant shrugged: "Anyway, they were used to this kind of thing a long time ago."

Sister Qin asked, "they want to talk to you... What are you doing?"

"I'm going to make up for the knife and kill Big Bob."

Kant looked in the west direction: "And... attack the whole territory of Biagon!"

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