Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 227 Base Crisis
But in an instant, a hand as hard as iron strangled his neck.

In an instant, He Gang's body emitted a disturbing murderous aura that could scare the piss out of a primary school student.

He can be considered to have killed countless filthy fighters. Compared with his psychological endurance, I am afraid that there are few people in this world who can compare with him.

The tip of Sea Beast's Grave pierced forward fiercely, and pressed against Horace Glashorn's neck.

"What should I call you?"

"Professor Glashorn?"

"Despicable Haierbo?"

"Or... the invincible Andros?"

The fat man who looked like a walrus, who was lifted by He Gang with one hand, suddenly turned white.

Something weird came out of him, and the lower body made up of clusters of tentacles stretched towards He Gang.

Minerva McGonagall couldn't understand what He Gang was saying.

The tip of her wand began to glow.

"Except your weapons."

Dumbledore's voice was very harsh.

He snatched several of the professor's wands and threw them at Hagrid.

他 说:

"Take some professors back to school, Hagrid, and I'll explain to you."

……

At the same time, in the replica world.

The harsh winter can't be suppressed.

The colorful ball of light that appeared in the sky a few days ago disappeared quickly, and the squirming and twisted active haze that covered everything once again plunged the world into darkness and weirdness.

"Has the filth ever looked up at the night sky or the haze on this starless night, wondering why this world exists, and what kind of existence shapes them?"

Hancock and Diana are on top.

They stand on the magnificent and impenetrable walls surrounding New York City overlooking the entire land.

Nowadays, this place is no longer deserted, and is full of vitality and lush vegetation everywhere.

All traces of humanity are gone.

Soon, the footsteps of nature re-occupied the city.

"Under the haze, the darkness of the night is so dark that you can't reach your fingers, even the most vicious filth will not come out to look for food after the sun goes down."

Diana did not directly answer Hancock's question.

Their battle clothes were torn apart.

It seems to have experienced countless arduous battles.

The entire base was darkened.

All the lights were all around the peak of Glaaki.

This is the capital of the living.

Within three days, dozens of groups of terrifying and filthy troops had stormed the city wall like waves.

They had to move everyone to the temporary inner city.

Fortunately, there is also the guardian angel of the Garden of Eden who can give them the last sense of security.

At this time, on the top of the still intact western hundred-meter-high wall, the two of them were leaning against the huge, dilapidated and damaged fort, their eyelids drooping as if they were asleep.

The night in this world is really frighteningly quiet.

Many little filths dare not come out and move around.

And no beast of any kind would come out of its lair at night.

Before they had enough levels, equipment, and organization, the frontier legion would even huddle together dozens of people at night to keep warm and defend themselves.

Now, the Pioneer Legion has been called back urgently.

The whole of North America seems to be caught in some kind of horrible vortex, all the filth is under the influence of some kind of strange force, like a stranger launching a suicide attack without fear of death.

In the distance, there is light.

"Unfortunately, it's not the sun."

Suddenly, Diana looked up.

She smiled.

The God Slaying Sword was stuck in the gap between the hard stones.

At this time, the junction between the sky and the continuous mountains suddenly lit up, as if a flame was ignited, and the sun was about to rise?

The faint light expanded extremely quickly, and soon half of the sky turned golden, and the wriggling haze was completely engulfed by the light.

It was cold and windy.

The strong wind swept the banners all over the mountain, and those originally brightly colored banners were covered with dried blood or flesh.

There have been many battles on the walls.

More than half of the army at the base was emptied.

Many small legions or armies were completely dismantled.

All that protrudes from this wall twists and turns in the wind.

They made a crunching sound.

It seems that a group of ancient dry bones are returning from death, howling all over the field, hoarse and exhausted.

Everything indicates that something is about to happen, as if the sky is falling apart, and the whole world is in panic.

It seemed that the light of the sunrise in the sky was getting more and more intense. There was nothing in front of Diana and Hancock to block them. They opened their eyes wide to see that the extreme light and heat seemed to burn their pupils.

Something is coming.

they know.

They also know what that thing is.

False gods...

Vercetti!
The former God of Justice has now turned into the source of all evil, swallowing up many identities and authorities, and turning into something indescribable.

【bass--】

When the God Slaying Sword was pulled out, it made a crisp sound of metallic clinking.

The sound of a giant flapping its wings resounded around the top of the mountain.

The eyes of the two heroes who had been at least epic regained their clarity in an instant.

They looked at each other.

In an instant, the blood-like tide drove the aura around them, and a huge wind actually blew.

Much of the filth is controlled by the great filth of Vercetti, billowing like black waves from the local horizon.

There are also countless dragon-like things flapping their wings and gradually approaching.

In the fiery bursting light, the dense black wings rose slowly, the wind pressure suddenly dropped, and the ferocious oppressive feeling came from top to bottom, almost causing the entire base to collapse from the top.

As if it was just a glimpse.

The two saw countless hideous filth gathered in the western sky.

They loomed in the haze.

The roar came from an unknown distance.

Diana stood up slowly.

The spine is gradually straightened.

straighten.

She cast her stalwart and tall shadow on the empty city behind her.

"This may be the last battle."

she says.

Hancock stood up too.

He took off his clothes, revealing the undulating muscles inside like a dragon, and a golden light suddenly burst in his eyes.

He instantly activated Dragon Transformation.

In the higher sky in the distance, countless filth with wings and disturbing shapes appeared in the hazy sky. Their scales reflected the blazing light like a river of fire, with various colors changing, as if they were about to burn at any time.

In the gaps of these scales, tentacle-like flesh and blood grew wildly, sticking out like some kind of vines, waving aimlessly in the air.

They come here under the call of the great filthy false god Verseti.

Spreading its wings in the haze, revealing a ferocious face.

It's like being in a sea of ​​dark clouds.

The whole sea is fiery red, and the fire light in the sky is repeatedly refracted in the sea of ​​clouds, as if it is churning flames.

The strong wind blows from the western sky to the top of the mountain with strong light, and the waves of black filth like thousands of horses rush repeatedly.

"Since that day, we have completely lost contact with He Gang, and we don't know why."

Diana said,

"This may indeed be the last battle."

further west.

There are huge things crawling in the bright light.

Like chaotic flesh and blood.

Countless mouths born on the sticky skin whispered some strange words.

That is...

Infected Vercetti.

(End of this chapter)