I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

To be honest, the series of operations just now were not in compliance with the rules.

For example, if you use this level of explosives in a confined space, the target distance is 10 meters and the coverage range is 15 meters. Is this some kind of retarded joke?

But I can't die anyway, so I can't be a bomb for a day or two anymore.

"Ahem, cough, cough, bah, even though I can't die, these fireworks are still really exciting."

It's a familiar smell, and I'm still quite unfamiliar after not participating in a battle for so long.

After all, although I have some fighting ability, it is still not enough in the administration where there are a lot of monsters and monsters.

"It would be great if it could be solved with just one shot. Tsk, there must be chaos outside. We need to issue special operations orders."

Special combat order, the administration's exclusive order. When Yan Shang submits this order, he will take over the management of this border camp with full authority.

Maybe the soldiers would be confused when they were confused, but as long as there were orders from above, everything would be simple.

"boom!"

The sudden bullet knocked away the terminal in Yan Shang's hand.

But it's a pity that the other party didn't seem to be solved by that shot, nor was he prepared to let himself mobilize soldiers to surround himself.

"Hey, you're not dead yet? How about I give you a chance and surrender without killing?"

Yan Shang threw away the remaining half of the terminal in his hand and asked Victory, who was wrapped in a layer of water shield.

A shield made of water? When did the Doomsday Seeking Association have this ability? Or……

"Ha! Do you think I will believe the words of you hypocrites? In this situation, you have obviously killed every one of my men?"

"I've never heard that cultists still value their companions. Or is it just a pity that they have a convenient tool in their hands?"

"You pursue your ideals and we pursue our goals. What's the problem? Does your sacrifice count as a sacrifice? And do you really give others the right to choose?"

Victory lifted the shield, put down the pistol in his hand, and said disdainfully.

After all, even if you give the opponent two shots, it will not help. And even if you interrupt the other party's process of submitting instructions, if your superiors directly assign it, your own struggles will still be of no avail.

As long as the other party still exists, he will definitely not be able to escape from here back to his original world, and escaping deep into the border will be a dead end.

So the result is clear.

Although I don't know why the other party can keep resurrecting, it is obvious that his mental state is constantly declining, and he has a last resort card.

As for companions? Ah.

Just consumables.

It is their honor to be a consumed part of the Order's great plan and seek the end in advance.

But he can't die yet, he still has unfinished tasks.

Fortunately, he did leave a backup plan for this.

For example, the shield made of water was revealed just now.

Victory threw away the pistol in his hand, and then raised his head towards Yan Shang.

"Victory, I give you one last chance, surrender or die."

In response, Yan Shang raised the gun in his hand.

Victory was silent, as if he was thinking about something, or waiting for something.

A trace of raindrops passed through the hole in the ceiling caused by the explosion and fell on the gun in Yan Shang's hand, reflecting the red warning light flashing outside the camp.

It's raining?

No, why does it rain?

Why... is the sky overcast?

"I said, you never give others a choice, so..."

With the other hand, he took out an unpretentious stone slab from behind his back. Then, Victory's body overflowed with a dirty light.

"I won't give you any room to choose."

The rushing floods engulfed the camp, covering up the noisy sirens and messy footsteps.

Rainstorm is coming.

"Taste it...this world-destroying disaster."

Moments before being washed away by the flood, Yan Shang saw the twisted limbs piercing out of Victory's body wrapping an existence named [Louisiana Slate].

Together with the companions on the side, they were swallowed into the body.

Ignore the cries of some of my companions who have not yet died.

Alienated form, forced linking of contained objects is completed.

This is the beast of doomsday disaster.

The synthetic monster, flowing with disaster and calling for doom, has reappeared under federal observation after decades.

"Run away, Yan Shang, before I eat up your [Miracle]—"

Among the countless mournful faces, a head from Victory spoke out, looking playfully at Yan Shang who was struggling in the torrent.

"Or do you want to stop me?"

"Ahem! Fu'er, you really caught a big fish..."

The Doomsday Disaster Synthetic Beast is a taboo technology from the Doomsday Seeking Society. It uses artificial sacrifice of life and soul to use the erosion and pollution of the Lord of Doom to regulate the resonance of [Disaster].

Then it is forcibly linked to the contained object, and disasters can be mobilized with the individual's will.

The destructive power depends on the upper limit of the disaster carried by the linked containment object. The last time it appeared more than 40 years ago was when it was linked to a numbered containment object named [Frozen Soul Crown], which caused nearly one-tenth of South America's The land area has been frozen for hundreds of years.

The resulting casualties and climate disasters are even more inestimable.

Naturally, the Federation is not a vegetarian. It is impossible for them not to return the favor after being slapped. Those who eradicated them within half a year can only hide in some turbulent borders.

However, centipede insects are dead but not stiff, and it is still too difficult to completely eradicate these dog-skin plasters.

What's more, the evil god they believe in, the so-called "Lord of the End," actually occupies several borders.

There is a desperate situation that even the border inspection team cannot explore.

And now, the Doomsday Disaster Synthetic Beast has reappeared, and the contained object named [Louisiana Slate] it devoured, according to the latest calculations, is very likely to be included in the numbered contained object.

If he is allowed to return to his original world, judging from the current situation, he will be able to set off at least four or five tsunamis before completely annihilating the opponent, and the subsequent tsunamis may even raise the sea level by several meters.

Then, there is no choice.

Or he could stop the opponent here before support arrived.

Or, in the end, the Federation has no choice but to close the border crossing and completely exile [Atlantis].

Even so, neither the synthetic beasts nor they will be able to return to their hometown in exchange for world peace.

"Tsk, is there any good choice here?"

Yan Shang once again took out the heavy fire weapon from the backpack behind him, and then used all his strength to activate the power in his body.

At the same time, the soldiers who also struggled out of the flood picked up their weapons and aimed at the enemy.

In the midst of heavy rain and disaster, they are still fighting.

No instructions are needed anymore.

As long as one person is alive, the other person will not be allowed to leave.

"Ignorant guy..."

The other party was disdainful and stepped on it lightly, and huge waves tens of meters high were already rushing over.

"Go to hell with your pathetic pride——"

Destruction strikes.