From star abyss

Chapter 584 288. The battle will continue

Gray snow, dancing in the pulse.

The scorching iron rain pierced the sky, and they dragged the scarlet tail flames, like scars in the sky, and hit the ground heavily. The commandos kicked open the hatch, picked up their staffs and rifles, and rushed towards the residential area.

“The mirror reveals the hidden childhood.”

The prism opens from the deck of the mothership, folding and blooming like petals. The rune links respond and resonate one after another, drawing out the power of magic energy, and then activating the 'stamen' crystal in the center. Based on the Morseberg Effect, from Endless power is drawn from the crystal.

The pencil fell between the cracks of the sofa.

In an instant, purple-red magic light fell from the sky, burning and scorching the city evenly. The hills were melted into a puddle of broken glass, and the radiation of magic energy formed blue shock waves visible to the naked eye, echoing continuously on the earth.

It's like time will never be seen again.

The dilapidated tube buildings in the city were evaporated in an instant, and the ditches flowing with sewage and excrement were wiped out in an instant. The beam of destruction penetrated the surface and went hundreds of meters underground. The magic energy was like a wave, going deep underground, in the gaps in the geological structure. Clean and flush, destroy all earthworms, lungfish, and spirulina, destroying every living creature equally.

Those who move forward, may the sunshine accompany you on the road,

The descendants were chatting and laughing, rushing through the jungle and fields. They raised their machine guns and staffs, shouting, 'Happy time has begun', 'A1 flashes a Qiuli paste', 'All things are born to be nourished. People', wantonly pouring out firepower towards all targets that are still active.

The emerald green sunlight illuminates the blood vessels.

The fleeing people hid in the church's fortress, and the priests took care of the refugees in a panic, while at the same time facing the players falling from the sky blankly.

‘The heretics of the devil’s path, there are many heresies, they are everywhere. ’

They murmured that the powerful heretics were extremely terrifying in terms of technology and strength, which made them want to retreat and surrender.

You shouldn't retreat, the wind will bring defeat back.

Thumb thump——

The sound of the guitar rang in the church. Under the gaze of everyone, the rock singers who were mixed in the crowd stood up wordlessly. They picked up their guitars like soldiers picking up steel guns.

You shouldn't retreat, don't come back.

church.

rock.

The opponents who once hated each other and wanted to kill each other now faced each other, but they stretched out their hands and held each other tightly.

The green sunshine will illuminate your future.

Purple sunlight shines from the glass tiles, and after being rendered by colored glass, only the verdant and harmonious green remains.

Snap!

The doors and windows were shattered, and a famous player rushed into the church with a gleeful laugh. They were greeted by the sound of rock and roll and the roar of wandering souls.

From now on, don't talk about failure again.

September 19, 109.

After fifty years and seven generations of 'Xia Beiluo' efforts, at this moment, the traditional forces of the Weird Church and the innovators of the rock bands finally reached an agreement. They shook hands and made peace, bravely facing the coming Invaders of the Star Abyss.

[Shaman] brandished a torch and sword, and roared with thunder and anger at the devil and heretic descending from the sky. The [Psychic Medium] called out those silent ghosts, and the army of ghosts that covered the sky crawled out of hell. They shouted loudly and charged towards the armored tanks.

Fellow compatriots, stand up!

Stirring rock music sounded everywhere on the battlefield, and the guitarist shouted hoarsely, making a sound that made the soul tremble:

We will never fall here, stand up and fight until the last moment!

Except for the gods, no one can make us kneel down! Not even the guests from the stars!

Purple Star is still in the world! All these heretics can get are corpses and scorched earth!

Bullets whizzed through the air, tearing the resisting bodies into pieces. The heavily armored magician held the staff and released magical flames, incinerating the ghosts until they were wiped out. Griffins cut through the sky one after another. , dropped magic bombs on bunkers and bunkers, teleportation arrays lit up in all directions, and agile commandos rushed into the streets and alleys, mercilessly clearing out every unyielding soul in the ruins.

They resisted so fiercely.

A player swung a knife and cut off the head of a Redemption Army member. He then raised a machine gun with his backhand and killed the bassist who was playing crazily in the distance. He couldn't help but complain:

This music adds too many buffs to them and strengthens mortals into warriors.

After all, the system shows that these rock band members are all citizens of society. Someone else said casually: Thanks to Bai Zhuxing's experience, [Society] has corrupted many mortals. Some people are too taboo to open fire, but they are corrupted. Citizen annihilation—this time, we will not be merciful to civilians.”

That's right, [Society] is parasitic on their culture, and we have no choice but to give them a break as soon as possible. The player grabbed the opportunity and said matter-of-factly: This time, it's our turn to fight against [Society] ”

Speaking of which, these songs are pretty good. I seem to understand why some people would rather lose themselves and join [society].

That's what I say, but if I were an NPC, I wouldn't want to lose my personality.

Ah, but it sounds really good. It seems good to sacrifice oneself to achieve the collective goal... Well, the system reminds me that my [world view] has a 'social tendency'. When it reaches the full value, I will be forced to become a social citizen.

Do you still want to join [society] now?

I don't want to, I definitely don't want to.

The players joked, talked and laughed, trampling the bones of the Purple Man under their feet. They walked through the scarlet streets, sat down in front of the burning church, and briskly counted the harvest of the mission.

After entering the universe, this was the first time for such a landing battle, and most people were immersed in the joy and novelty of victory in the mission.

Snap.

The seventh-generation 'Xia Beiluo' fell in a pool of blood. Li Ozi calmly stepped forward, kicked her head away, squatted down, and reached out to touch the silver guitar - 'Soul Casino' - that she held tightly in her hand.

[Side mission: Two people go together has been completed. 】

bass!

Li Ozi's hand stopped in mid-air, and his fingertips were only an inch away from touching the guitar.

He held his knees, and without even looking at Shang Yingfeng, who was lying on his neck, he half-knelt on the spot and said calmly:

Put the knife down.

...You lied to me, Li Ozi.

Caramel Snail said coldly:

Why do you do this?

Li Ozi said calmly:

That's the plan, didn't I tell you - don't think about anything, just listen to me.

Plan? What do you think I am?

The caramel snail held the blade sideways, and the radiating blade was close to Li Aozi's neck. Li Aozi's speech made him laugh in anger:

You clearly knew that Xia Beiluo was dead a long time ago, you knew that this planet was hopeless, and you decided to invade this planet - but you lied to me and said you were here to find someone. You Having said so much, how miserable Xia Beiluo is, how unfortunate people are...I have experienced so much, and now tell me, all of this is the result of [society] parasitism.

Aren't you happy? Li Ozi said casually.

Caramel Snail said: You have made good relationships with people along the way, and people have given you so many good things to entertain you...

They took the initiative to like me. I didn't ask them to like me. Li Ozi said perfunctorily.

He held the sharp blade tightly: Take me through every city here and let me understand the customs and customs...

To facilitate bombing.

Caramel Snail covered his heart with one hand and said bitterly: You have known the truth about 'rock' for a long time and have been preventing me from truly listening to rock and roll - this is a tragedy, why didn't you tell me?

Tell you, how can you carry out your mission honestly? Li Ozi glanced at him: What do you think we do?

Caramel Snail was stunned for a moment and said:

Contact Xia Beiluo...become friends, and then help them reconcile with the local civilization and achieve peace...

Who do you think you are?

Li Ozi pushed away the back of the knife, reached out to pick up the guitar, stood up slowly, turned his back to the caramel snail, and said:

Who do you think I am again? A hero? A savior? A messenger of peace?

...Didn't you do those things on the Blue Star?

The caramel snail opened his mouth and said:

We are moving forward with you because of Li Ozi's words - 'Go out of the planet and find a way to save the home planet'. Of course you should be a savior -

you are wrong.

Li Ozi gently plucked the strings:

I have no obligation to save others.

……Aha?

From beginning to end, I have only lived to fulfill my own selfish desires.

Li Ozi said calmly:

Saving the Blue Star is to turn you into my supporters and believers. The strategic position of the Blue Star is very important, and I want it.

The White Candle Star——

There are 3 billion people in White Candle Star. The existing interstellar civilization facilities and the foundation are extremely good. Besides, guess what, why are all the physical properties of White Candle Star under the name of Leoz Dominet?

Li Ozi's speech made Caramel Snail's pupils tremble violently.

...Then why are you still fighting [society] with all your life?

Caramel Snail asked:

Since you are an oligarch, a president, and a brutal invader...why do you still fight [society] to the end?

Silly boy.

Li Ozi glanced at the caramel snail pitifully:

How can I immigrate to a narrative-level civilization without killing [Society]? I must have a certificate to defeat the warriors of [Society]. This is one of the highest honors in the universe. Who doesn't want to write this on their resume? What about the bold strokes?

The caramel snail fell silent.

Rumble, rumble...

Thunder was rolling in the sky, as aerial knights and fighter jets pierced the sky, and harsh noises fell along with heavy rain.

Caramel Snail's heart gradually became confused.

He tilted his head back and let his brain try to steady itself.