Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Huanghuang Longwei defeated the disaster that ravaged West Africa.

The power of fire thieves, the help of the vow of the dragon, and the magic of the dragon language stimulate the bombardment of the dragon's might.

The Gryvind Swarm was defeated a second time by the same trick.

The only and solid Gestalt consciousness system of the Hive Consciousness provides excellent convenience for the Hive Master to control the insect swarm, but it also has a great defect, that is, the survival of the insect swarm is tied to one body, and the unified will passes through the spiritual network. Linked to each individual, this means that as long as it encounters a mental attack that is too large to resist, it can cause heavy damage to the will of the swarm itself.

Big Bob is too confident.

It's not that he didn't know this weakness. When he went deep into the tomb of Biagang and obtained the secret ritual, the corresponding knowledge and information had been integrated into his soul. He knew that this world was fragile and ordinary, everything was just starting, and it didn't exist. Strong enough to crush his mental power.

In a sense, he was right.

There is only one reason for his failure.

That is, he did not expect that the Chinese who had a revenge against him for killing his son was actually a traveler who obtained the help of dragons and elves and the inheritance of fire thieves from another world.

In the underground abyss of Banjul, in the vast and empty and dead dome, there is a huge intertwined vein, which is covered with a faint silver glow.

In the central core of this network of veins, there was a violent roar of pain, and then the entire underground palace was shaking, and the countless veins entangled like vines continued to shake, and the silver light on it was uncertain.

This is an empty and mysterious realm. It is extremely silent, dark and unpredictable. In the shadows are terrible unknowns. This is the place where Big Bob lives. following his evil designs to this day.

The weak voice, the pain after the trauma, he realized that a greater danger had come.

Kant's endless horrific means frightened him.

The blazing holy light, the staggered thunder and lightning, the biting blizzard, and the dragon roar that made him terrified and painful so far, the majestic and terrifying power was continuing to tear his spirit apart.

The unknown is the scariest.

He didn't know how many methods Kant had yet to use.

But one thing is certain.

That Chinese will never let himself go.

From the beginning of the matter to the present, the opponent's killing intent is as sharp as a sword, unstoppable, unchangeable, uncompromising, no matter who the potential enemy is, even in the face of opposition and constraints from the whole world, he has accomplished this impossible. feat, and reversed the bad situation.

Now, he will find it here soon.

Big Bob has no doubts about the determination of the other party.

In the dark central core area, there was a strange light sound, the sound of something being opened, and accompanied by the dripping sound of mucus, a strong body sat up in the light of bright and dark silver light. Come, a faint fluid slips from the vibrant and elastic skin.

There was the sound of something sliding next to it, like something twisted like a vine, the tentacles wrapped at the tip opened, revealing a backpack, the man stretched out his hand and unzipped the backpack, where are his personal belongings and memorials , he pulled out an old-fashioned cell phone.

The screen lights up, shining on his face.

If his old friends saw this face, they would have screamed in horror, because this is Bob Bourjou, the African shadow of the last century, the legendary king of mercenaries, and the coup d’etat of his career In number, at least four African heads of state died at his hands.

This is exactly what he looked like in his heyday.

The eyes are dark, the flesh is full, and the strong body contains endless tyranny and strength.

He dialed a number slowly.

There is almost no signal underground, except here, where he can block the communication signal of the entire Jurban, of course, there is a way to keep this, busy for about half a minute, but he still waited patiently until the phone was connected, low The voices of anger, dissatisfaction and even resentment sounded.

"The second biggest mistake I made in my life was trusting you."

The suppressed anger could no longer be contained.

In the receiver, the president of the Fifth Republic of France roared.

"—And the biggest mistake is to believe you again!"

After the Battle of Comora, the French were disgraced and defeated. Not only did they not get any benefits, but they also caused a whole body of shame. The fact that the White West Foreign Legion Comora contingent launched an attack on the civilians of Moyani was enough to end this cabinet, but at that time, things were not without a turn.

Because Kant has calmed down everything, as long as he kneels a little more neatly, licks harder, and bleeds a little more blood, things will stop here... But the bait that Big Bob released is too tempting.

The secret of longevity.

Underground ruins.

Ancient Mysteries.

Technology, prestige, and the secrets of eternal youth that can drive the dignitaries, the rich, and the princes and nobles all over the world are enough to make this French-Baixi government write a unique and strong relationship with the whole of France in the history of human civilization. The pen, the profit makes the mind faint, and the desire makes people take risks.

The French took another bet.

After all, the advantage is huge.

The powerful and powerful people all over the world will be fanatical about the secret of Big Bob's return to youth. Even for money and status, these people can despise life and despise morality, and live forever and enjoy everything that is superior to a human being. The opportunity to enjoy is worth trampling on all conscience, morality and law, even at the cost of massacres and wars!

How powerful is this desire, even enough to push the permanent member-level countries to practice this will, and even China has to compromise under this kind of power-could the Chinese government fight against the whole world for a mere Kant, or even offer Nuclear weapons? Obviously not.

All it takes is massive concessions, compromises, and loosening.

What is the first island chain, what technical barriers, what is the blockade of the upstream industry chain, what ideological war, what is this kind of thing compared to immortality!

The chances of winning are so big, it's no wonder the French are dazed.

But the most unlikely thing finally happened.

Kant even fought back under pressure, and before everyone could react, he defeated Big Bob's swarm with an unheard of powerful force!

So far, there is no force in the African region that can interfere and stop him.

On the other hand, Fabaixi will have to swallow even more bitter fruit, and will surely become the laughing stock of all countries. God knows how those god-killed British barbarians will be arranged!

And now the bewildered cabinet officials have not even thought about how to "decently and sincerely convey the will of reconciliation" to Kant.

—To be fair, it's no easier than World War II.

As for Big Bob?

Who cares about him.

"Mr. President, I admit that a little accident happened. You have also witnessed Kant's power. This failure should not be entirely blamed on me. In fact, don't you think it is strange?"

Big Bob said slowly: "The power of light, the power of lightning, the power of blizzard, why is he so powerful? If so strong, why did the previous battle of Komora fight so hard? I can guarantee that this is the tower. The power of Cetus was given to him by the relics in the ruins of Komora..."

The president interrupted impatiently.

"No one cares where his power comes from, Big Bob, we just look at the facts, the fact is that you lost, he won, everything after that has nothing to do with you, you're finished."

"You're screwed, yes, no one cares about your life or death, and no one rich and powerful cares about the secret of your return to youth, because that Chinese man has proven with today's madness that he can Play around the world, don't mind being an enemy of any military power, and can kill anyone he wants! No one dares to accept your gift."

The president's voice was filled with murderous intent.

He said: "Give up the illusion, no one will help you, Bob, it's useless to call anyone, there is only one thing I can tell you - because you are a French citizen, for the sake of the law For the sake of your motherland, please make some contribution to Fabaixi before you die. The secrets you discovered in the Jurban underground, if these things accompany your death, It's such a pity that it dissipated, just make up for the mistakes you made and hand them over to your motherland..."

The bright light of the phone screen illuminated a sneer at the corner of Big Bob's mouth.

He said: "Mr. President, why do you have to talk to yourself, why don't you listen to me first?"

"…you say."

The former mercenary said slowly: "The purpose of calling you is to make you... believe me again."

On the other side of the phone, someone was taking a deep breath.

Immediately, unimaginable vulgar words gushed out.

The dialect slang of the Somme province, the classic national swearing of French Baixi, and the vicious, vicious, vulgar and dirty words poured out endlessly, as if the big Bob's mobile phone was connected to a **** extractor.

The central idea is "fuck your mother, daydream, die".

"Mr. President, don't be so sure." Big Bob said lightly, "You know, I concealed a lot before... I will send some images, videos and texts to your private mailbox."

"Hurry up and read it, and then reply to me."

"I just want to live."

"Only you can't save me."

"So please inform the countries."

"Time is running out, Kant will come at any time. When you receive and browse the documents, it is better to let the frigate "Knight Astolfo" swimming in the West African waters go to Banjul Port."

"Mr. President, I have delivered the deposit for the ticket."

The signal was interrupted, and Big Bob, who had always been calm, finally couldn't help it. He spit out the blood that came up, and his face became extremely ugly. He rubbed his forehead, revealing a ferocious pain.

The aftermath of that terrible power was still destroying him.

"Kant..."

He gritted his teeth and hissed, "It's not over yet."

Big Bob slowly lay down on his back, allowing the mysterious liquid to flood his body. This wound needs immediate treatment and repair, and it will take a little while.

Fortunately, Moyani is a few hundred kilometers away from Jurban. No matter how fast Kant arrives, it will take some time.

You still have time.

- Right now.

Violent vibrations came from all directions. In the perception of the tentacles of the swarm, a strange energy signal suddenly appeared somewhere in the east of the underground palace, and it was drilling towards this side at a very fast speed!

Big Bob suddenly sat up from the pool of liquid: "This is impossible!"

The sound of the drill bit hitting the outer wall of the dome resounded violently.

Then there was the roar of thunder and lightning, and the violent current continued to radiate and disperse, knocking out the Nydus Worms patrolling and defending nearby one by one, it was obvious that the enemy was approaching!

The outer protection of the underground palace is being breached.

Big Bob was first shocked, then flustered, and then calmed down.

Don't be nervous, the material of the underground palace is specially made, and it is an ancient building material that surpasses modern material science. Its hardness is so strong that it can cope with a strong attack, and it can even stop a ground-penetrating bomb!

Want to drill through it? What a joke!

His eyes flickered, contemplating the plan. The insect swarms on the outside were his ears and eyes, collecting sounds and transmitting signals. Big Bob listened while thinking.

Suddenly, I vaguely heard a shout from the drill: "Let me try it!"

The next moment, Big Bob's face changed wildly, because in his perception, the outer wall of the incomparably solid earth dome suddenly collapsed and disappeared, as if he was bitten by something and disappeared from this world forever!

In other words - was breached!

An uninvited guest broke into the underground palace, which was extremely dark and invisible.

A roar shook in the silent dome of the earth.

"Surprise!" Kant roared, "Mama Zefalco!"

When he came to investigate near Jurban before, Kant drove a Horus roadheader and rushed to the vicinity of the underground palace for a while, but was found and blocked by Big Bob's swarm.

At that time, he lacked a good way to deal with the swarm, but now he has nothing to fear!

He obtained theoretical support and logistical support in the other world - the various information about the Grywind swarm recorded in the elf book, in addition to its habits, weaknesses and methods of defeating, more space is how to deal with the worms Protect yourself and counterattack under the siege of the group!

Incomparably detailed, and very thoughtful, without any high-end singing spells and magic skills!

Just need reels! reel! And the scrolls!

- The homework has been copied!

Kant directly extracted the hard outer wall with the power of the fire thief, and the front was suddenly empty. He used the flying spell to hang in the air, and there was a bottomless nothingness under his feet. In the dark, infinitely dark and terrifying black world, the phoenix vision. The flames bloom with a golden glow.

As far as the eye can see, countless red dots represent the signs of human life. They are neatly and orderly arranged in the distance of the field of vision. This is also the scene he saw that day, and in the center of these red dots, there is a strong life signal. It exudes extremely high energy fluctuations, and the surface and surrounding of the red light are covered with silver-gray shimmers, spreading like ancient vine veins, interlaced in longitude and latitude, incomparably complicated and dense.

Other than that, nothing can be seen clearly.

where is this place?

There was almost no light, as if a mysterious force had swallowed all the light.

So…

It's up to you!

Sun God Ring! Proof of Star Power! Heed my orders!

on-light-

The holy radiance flows, the strong light power shines in the sky, the holy radiance flows out from the divine ring, flows around Kant, and blooms with scorching brilliance. In an instant, the darkness disappears, the depths disappear, and the light shines on everything.

In this dark underground palace, the sun shines for the first time.

All things hidden in the shadows are clearly visible.

Kant finally saw the whole picture of this huge underground space.

His breathing was stagnant.

Even after a **** battle, even if I witnessed Xuan Qi, I once talked to the Dragon God of Time and Space, and walked in that mysterious and unpredictable mirror world that replicates the earth for nearly two years...

But he was still shocked by the scene in front of him.

He saw a gigantic artifact, a masterpiece that surpassed all ancient wonders.

This is a... worm nest.

It exudes silver and gray light, like a nest made of intertwined vines, but this is not the instinct of primitive creatures, and it must be shining with terrible wisdom.

Its composition strictly follows the beauty of geometry, the veins are like blood vessels, and strange liquids flow in them, and the huge vines are like branches hanging down, bearing rich fruits one by one.

The fruit is transparent.

You can see the pulp and pit inside.

The pulp is the fluid that flows through the vine.

And the kernel...is the person.

an individual.

Lying in it, their faces were either frightened or peaceful, they were suspended in it, occasionally a string of air bubbles spit out from their nostrils and mouths, their hair floated in the liquid, their eyes were tightly closed, and they fell into a dream state.

Densely packed fruits, densely packed human beings are locked in this cage.

There is liquid exchanging, flowing, and converging.

The dense locusts lay on the nodes of the veins, the surface of the fruit, and even the epidermis of the veins, covering the nest completely. Their wings shrank, as if they were breathing, and the silver light flashed.

They do not eat organic matter, nor can they digest inorganic matter and metals, but they can devour everything, rob mortals, gather food, and travel hundreds of miles to attack a city.

Energy is always conserved. If you don't eat, how do you get energy and maintain function?

The answer is at hand.

All the captives are here.

locked in this cage.

liquid flow.

Locusts gather in it.

There is no process of absorbing, they are absorbing another form of energy.

This wicked lair, which robs the living and feeds the swarm, is not fed by flesh and blood.

They seem to be in another way, to provide energy for the Gryvind swarm... that once appeared in the other world and was defeated by the previous generation of fire thieves.

"I..." Even a well-informed fire thief couldn't help sighing after seeing this vicious and shocking scene, Kant slowly exhaled, "Fuck..."

this fucking...

His eyes followed the fruits and branches, looking at the center where the blood vessels converged.

Big Bob's body emerged from the huge liquid pool, and countless veins and branches drilled into every flesh and blood on the back of his head, back, and even his arms. He was hung from the pool, his eyes gloomy and angry.

"Kang-de-"

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PS1: 5,000 words... Ah, a few scenes from these two pictures can be drawn by an artist, good night.