Sun rises and tides rise, sunsets ebb and flow.

At sunset tonight, the tide, which was a little black under the starry sky because of the blood mixed with it, rose violently towards the shore.

Amidst the dark clouds in the distance, the city of La'lyeh lit up with a dark green light, as if there were overlapping will-o'-the-wisps ignited in a huge ancient tomb.

Under the Great Wall of the East China Sea, the players of Winter City stood in a row, their eyes were stern, and their hands were already pressed on the hilt of their swords. The leader was a fisherman who pretended to be a true king and a man of no business. The two stood on a watchtower, separated by 1000 meters. Duomi, the golden fighting spirit on his body set them off like torches on a beacon tower.

"All players join the United Front Channel!"

The players who don't care about personnel looked awkward, and said speechlessly: "Brother personnel, you thought you were in Kane Continent? Where do we have a united front channel, and being able to see the blood bar is the last function."

"Oh, I just remembered this, sorry."

Not being a human being, he smiled awkwardly, and honestly took out the walkie-talkie. Each player has one walkie-talkie, which is specially used to receive orders.

In a short while, the black tide boiled up, with ghostly shadows in it, and the roars of monsters converged in one place like thunder. A monster resembling a murloc climbed onto the shore.

They are about two meters tall, with a strong body, gray skin, fish scales on their backs, gills around their mouths, and their eyes are like two glowing oil lamps exuding crazy killing intent. Covered with shark-like sawtooth-they are deep divers, Cthulhu's most basic dependents, and residents of R'lyeh City.

Among these deep divers, there is also a group of slender, skinny monsters with octopus heads—they are mind flayers, a kind of old relatives who can manipulate the mind, and they are the main targets of snipers and mages. The closer you are to the mind flayer, the easier it is to be bewitched by the mind flayer. Many low-level players were bewitched by the mind flayer in the process of fighting.

After these old family members landed, they immediately launched an attack on the Great Wall of the East China Sea with hands and feet. Dozens of searchlights shone on these old family members.

Under the Great Wall of the East China Sea, demonized players are lined up. Their huge and strong bodies are the first line of defense to stop the old relatives.

"Draw the sword—!"

cn Bai Zhu let out a roar.

Behind him, the demonized man and the players silently pulled out the spinal cord sword in the pitch black, the demonic energy rolled all over his body, and the murderous intent rose in his eyes.

"Today's wind and waves seem to be not small!"

Headquarters, the commander-in-chief of the Huaxia Military Region looked at the large electronic screen, and saw that the number of old family members who attacked was several times higher than yesterday and the night before.

When the searchlight goes down to the sky, gaps can still be seen in the aperture, and now these old family members not only fill up the gaps, but even pile up on top of each other, stepping on each other, howling and rushing forward.

No matter who saw this scene, their scalp would tingle.

"Cthulhu's power has increased, that's why so many old family members were born." The scheming frog switched several monitoring screens in succession, the more frightened he looked, the more solemn his expression became:

"It can be seen that the situation of Qiwubai may not be very good. Cthulhu has the ability to continue to influence the city of Raliyah on the Blue Star..."

"Mr. Qi Wubai has done his best!"

The commander-in-chief of the Huaxia Military Region looked at the screen with a serious expression: "We can't pin all our hopes on Qi Wubai, each of us must do our part for this world, and only we can decide our own destiny!"

The scheming frog was startled.

"Chief, are you planning to..."

"Activate the nukes."

The old man put his hands behind his back, lowered his brows and eyes, and sighed, as if he had aged a lot in an instant, and his back became more rickety: "I know that nuclear weapons will cause great pollution to the entire sea area and even the entire northeast coast of China, but now the entire Blue Star has It is a moment of life and death, we still have a chance to activate nuclear weapons, and those weapons in other countries and regions can only rot in warehouses."

"There is really no other way."

The scheming frog pushed his glasses.

Although there are strong mages among the players in Winter City.

For example, Gou Fugui whose strength is already close to legend.

But it's too far away from R'lyeh.

It is impossible for him to go deep into the sea and release the forbidden spell on R'lyeh, so no matter how strong he is, he is still courting death.

Want to really hit R'lyeh.

Right now the only option is to activate nuclear weapons.

There were also platoons of bombers that bombed R'lyeh before, but the effect was very mediocre.

First of all, the city of La'lyye is extremely huge, comparable to the area of ​​a main island in the Sakura District. Secondly, La'lyye also has a self-protection mechanism. The city is filled with gray fog. When the bomb touches the fog, it will be detonated instantly. The damage to Lalyye extremely limited.

As for whether nuclear weapons can harm R'lyeh.

The scheming frog is quite confident about this.

The lethality of nuclear weapons is already comparable to the ten-ring curse of a demigod-level mage. This level of attack may not be useful to Cthulhu, but R'lyeh is just Cthulhu's palace, so it must not be that difficult to deal with.

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