Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]

The situation on the field was transmitted to the live broadcast room in real time, and some different voices gradually appeared in the audience.

【...Are all the enemies that are automatically generated in the game so brutal now? 】

[Who can explain to me whether it is really fighting now?A few people were obviously seriously injured just now, what about the robot responsible for monitoring the damage value?Nothing appeared...]

Not only the spectators all over the alliance, but also the military and political officials who were present at the scene also noticed that something was wrong.

"Where is the referee? What is the competition supervision team doing?" One of the officers with the Silver Wing Medal pinned to his military uniform stood up, frowning as he looked for the traces of the staff.

President Dushanbe looked worried. He turned on the terminal and called the security personnel patrolling nearby: "Please come here immediately."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden noise in the auditorium. The president raised his head following the sound, and just in time saw a man whose clothes were bursting and his figure was elongated. swung out.

The people around screamed and pushed each other to get away, but unfortunately, within a few seconds, there were a few more screams from the crowd, and everyone watched helplessly as the bones of the friend who was standing next to them suddenly cracked , Like a plague, terrible changes began to appear in each of them.

The president couldn't help walking quickly to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the VIP room, and stared at the scene before him in shock. The faces he saw turned white and red, and people's expressions gradually changed from painful and ferocious to crazy. The lifeless, empty eyes were momentarily dazed and then suddenly turned in the same direction.

Even after many years in an important position, President Dushanbe still takes a step back with a tingling scalp.

—they were looking at him!

The alarm bell shook in his heart, and when he realized something, he turned his head and shouted at the subordinate next to him, "Where are the guards?"

An officer at the rank of general was flustered and calm. While looking at the information fed back from the terminal, he said: "The Guards will arrive soon. I have already contacted the sending and receiving port. The situation here is unknown. We will wait for the Guards to arrive. Let’s go to the sending and receiving port first to avoid it.”

The president nodded with a serious expression: "Okay, when we came, we were escorted by two spaceships. Although they are not as good as starships, they are all asteroid-level models. As long as we get there, we will..."

The door of the VIP room was pushed open from the outside, and everyone in the room reflexively pulled out the weapons pinned to their waists. The bosses are high and powerful. Although their abilities are somewhat useless, they still have a good posture.

The person who entered the door stopped suddenly, looked at the gun aimed at him, raised his arms and said, "It's me, Mr. President."

The president heaved a sigh of relief after seeing the man's face. Although the weapon was not put back on his waist, the muzzle of the gun was already pointing to the ground: "Since the guards have arrived, let's leave now."

Leon put his hands down and looked at them, puzzled and said: "Why did you leave?"

The lieutenant general closest to him said impatiently: "Didn't you see the situation outside on the way you came? What is the situation? Did your guards take any action? The competition field was chaotic, and the organizing committee What about people?"

Compared with the unattractive faces of the VIPs in the VIP room, Leon's face was much calmer. He smiled after listening, as if he still didn't quite understand what the other party was talking about: "I don't quite understand You mean."

"Is this the quality of you—the Guards?"

The lieutenant general reached out to push Leon unexpectedly, wanting to open the door and go out, but he seemed to be pushing on a heavy stone, and the opponent remained motionless.

Just as the lieutenant general was about to yell, the door behind Leon was opened again, and two people walked in from the door.

The person who came in first was tall and tall, with a rather fierce face, and the person who followed was slender, with an unparalleled complexion, and they were no strangers to each other.

The lieutenant general frowned: "A contestant and a... star? What are you doing here?"

After Ymir came in, he slammed the door shut, leaned against the door with his arms folded, and grinned at the person in front of him.

If you can't see the strangeness anymore, these bigwigs present should retire to take care of their lives.

They silently surrounded the president and raised their weapons tacitly.

"What does that mean?" The President stared at Leon.

Leon sat down next to him and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I just want to invite you to watch a good show with me."

After sitting down, he turned his right wrist casually, as if his hands were tired and hurt, ignoring the guns aimed at him one by one.

The lieutenant general standing at the front took the lead in attacking Leon's heart with a beam of particle cannon.

His face was particularly gloomy in the sudden light, and he had a long-standing aura, but unfortunately his face changed slightly after the light passed, and he looked at the unscathed Leon and said in surprise: "How could it be..."

The particle cannon that was supposed to penetrate Leon was swallowed by a black mist that suddenly appeared in front of him, and the thing slowly turned into a tiger-headed sea eagle. In two halves, a hodgepodge-like creature burst out from the inside, its blood-red eyes swept over everyone on the field.

The president's face was pale, and he blurted out, "Siren..."

In human recorded myths, sirens almost look like this, with human faces and bird wings, sometimes with long fish tails, sometimes beautiful, sometimes terrifying. According to legend, they will seduce people through singing. Travelers from the past lead them to death.

In fact, the image of spiritual power has nothing to do with its strength. As long as you want, you can even dream about the image of ancient dinosaurs when you wake up, trying to make it look like a dinosaur when your spiritual power is condensed.

But this siren is obviously very strong, just like it inflicted fear on the world in the past myths, it is surrounded by bursts of black mist, silently releasing powerful power, forcing everyone on the field to summon their spiritual bodies .

In an instant, the shouts of the spirit body in the VIP room rang out.

OK, no problem.

The lieutenant general at the front thought so. Although his ability regrettably stopped at quasi-S rank, but even so, his strength should not be underestimated, and behind him there are several generals whose attributes have reached S rank. The spiritual bodies of many people attack together, no matter how strong the siren in front of him is, he still needs to weigh his own weight.

His cheetah jumped out and was the first to dodge in front of the siren.

Seeing that the cheetah's sharp teeth were about to fall, everyone suddenly heard the person behind the siren sigh lightly.

"When I went to the battlefield, you were not born yet. What gave you the illusion that you could defeat me?"

As his voice sounded, the siren suddenly turned into fog, covering the cheetah in one fell swoop!

"Lieutenant General!"

Lieutenant General Lev, who was far away on the Amber B planet, had a mind movement for no reason, and he was in a daze for a while before focusing his eyes on the terminal light curtain.

"I'm listening, tell me what's the matter."

Lina on the other end of the communication said anxiously: "Lieutenant General, are you watching the live broadcast of the Nebula Cup?"

"No." Lieutenant General Lev looked at Admiral Douglas standing in the distance, and his eyes fell on the medium-sized spaceship behind him. His subordinates were removing the freezers from the spaceship one by one. Several alliance-type cryogenic chambers were moved to another alliance starship waiting nearby, where there was a docking port for standard cryogenic chambers. According to the admiral, as long as the cryogenic chambers were reconnected, those sleeping people might be able to wake up Come.

Lina's forehead was covered with sweat. She synchronized a video to the lieutenant general's terminal and said, "Can you watch this video first?"

There was a flicker on the light curtain, and Lena's image disappeared, replaced by a fragment of the Nebula Cup match.

Lieutenant General Lev looked down patiently, his expression gradually became serious, his throat was a little tight, and after repeated confirmation several times, he said in disbelief: "Andre? Why is he running like this?" To the game?"

Lina reappeared on the light curtain again, and she shook her head: "It's not just Andre, the game has been a little strange since just now, I contacted Sui Guangxing, but no one responded at all, the presidential palace just now... It also said that President Dushanbe could not be contacted."

She thought she was dazzled at first, until Caesar in the picture shouted Andre's name out of her voice, and she had no choice but to completely connect that person with Andre.

Lieutenant General Lev frowned and opened another light curtain. He cut to the live broadcast room of the Nebula Cup. At this time, the live broadcast room was full of smoke, and everyone was frightened by the increasingly bloody battles on the field.

The lieutenant general kept cutting different live broadcast shots, and didn't stop until he cut to the one following Caesar. He looked at the slightly flushed face in the screen, and said in a deep voice: "Continue to try to contact Sui Guangxing, you must immediately Understand the situation over there, and besides... pass on my order, please send someone to the Star Fortress of the Other Side, which is closest to the Wing of Eternal Life, to go to the Star of Time immediately."

Lina quickly responded, and she raced against time to pass on the order. Before the last order was issued, she had not had time to breathe a sigh of relief when she saw the screen in the live broadcast room flicker and cut to the same screen at the same time.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide, and saw the president of the alliance sitting in the center of the screen. He was well-groomed, but his complexion was not very good. A particle gun was pressed against his temple. People who saw this scene in the live broadcast could not help but gasp. Take a breath.

Lieutenant General Lev's personal terminal rang like crazy, trying to access various communications from different people, but he had no time to pay attention, and focused all his energy on the sudden sound on the screen.

"Old friends of the Alliance, long time no see."

The man's voice changed from young to old, and then from old to young again. Lieutenant General Lev froze, and his raised arm trembled imperceptibly.

He stared at the figure who appeared next to the president, but he couldn't see the face of the man in the picture, only a white uniform of the Guards.

That voice...it's too similar, but it's impossible, how is it possible!

The lieutenant general thought for a while, but was brought back to his senses by a hurried voice behind him.

He turned around and looked at the subordinate who ran in front of him. The other party was out of breath, and said urgently: "Lieutenant General, you have not answered the communication. There is an urgent military message from the Bell Tower galaxy in the second quadrant..."

The lieutenant general only felt a puff of smoke, and frowned impatiently: "What military situation?"

The other party was sweating: "The galaxy fortress... detected an unknown energy reaction."

"Unknown energy response?" The lieutenant general suddenly raised his head, and saw a new light curtain unfold in front of him, and the energy response analysis data was displayed one by one. When he saw the preliminary estimate of the energy value of the star level, his expression changed. A slight change.

"Did you capture the picture?"

"There's...a bit of a lag, but it's transmitting!"

The latest transmission screen jumped out. After a delay, the screen slowly stabilized. A blurry starship flashed past, and then the screen was interrupted.

The lieutenant general slowed down and replayed the picture frame by frame. He watched very quickly, until a certain moment of the picture left an afterimage in his eyes, and then he withdrew his hand as if he had just woken up from a dream.

In the dim picture is a vague coat of arms, and a lion wearing a crown can be seen standing upright in the center. The lion holds a scepter in its left hand, a sword in its right hand, and a diagonally crossed cross behind it.

Lieutenant General Lev stared at it, his heart almost jumped out of his heart.

He hadn't seen this coat of arms for a long time, decades had passed, and when he saw this coat of arms again, he was almost unsure for a moment.

When he was young, he went to the battlefield full of enthusiasm. In fact, within a few days, the battle that lasted for a hundred years had come to an end. He hadn't even killed many enemies with this coat of arms on his clothes. The only deepest impression was that When the peace treaty was signed, the tyrant of Calais flashed his face the moment he burned his coat of arms.

Lieutenant General Lev's throat rolled, and he heard the voice in the live broadcast room become old again. The man spoke slowly, and the voice was transmitted to every corner of the alliance through the live broadcast.

"You may not remember me, but it doesn't matter, you will remember this day - I have returned from hell with the glory of Calais, in order to avenge you dogs of the alliance."

The author has something to say:

╮(╯▽╰)╭Okay, the boss of the super-senile middle-aged patient with advanced stage II disease appears