Spellcasting Heavens

A blinding gray fog has always shrouded the surface of the dark planet. Except for the help of advanced electronic imaging technology, it is impossible to see clearly the scenery five meters away, but the Harleson people are obviously not included among them.

Due to the lack of light all year round, the dark planet is always in an extremely cold state, especially the surface temperature, which averages close to minus 200 degrees Celsius. Normally, it is absolutely impossible for life to survive.

But what's interesting is that near those large energy crystals, the temperature will increase significantly, and even the frozen water sources will melt, forming mountains, lakes and rivers.

With water, there is a source of life, and various plants and animals will thrive, providing a good living environment and food source.

Because of this, Harrisonians will use huge energy crystals as the main body to build magnificent underground cities.

After tens of millions of years of exploration and search, they have found almost all the large energy crystals in the shallow layers of the earth's surface, so whoever controls more cities can become the true master of this planet.

…

I saw hundreds of heavily armed young people quietly approaching the entrance of an underground city at extremely fast speeds.

To be precise, this is not an underground city in the ordinary sense, but the origin of their entire ethnic group. It is also the first gathering place created with the help of the power of energy shortcuts, and is regarded as the holy place of origin of civilization, race and religion. , the original city.

As the divisions and conflicts within the Harrisons became more and more serious, the Dreadlords finally lost their patience and planned a landmark attack.

These idiots in front of them were naturally bewitched and incited, thinking that they could use pure violence to create chaos and destruction, forcing the older guys to bow to them and hand over their rights.

The future of Harrison should be created by young people, not by a bunch of rotten old guys.

This is the concept that the Dread Lords have been instilling in young people in the dark. They have even created an organization that is tit for tat with the Presbyterian Church and initially established a basic power structure.

They are very calculating and know very well that once young people at the bottom of society taste the taste of power, they will soon lose their original innocence and gradually degenerate into ambitious people who are willing to do anything with power.

As the first lord of the Nasrezim of the new Burning Legion, Berom is now the well-deserved leader of the rebel army. He hides alone in the cracks of the cold rocks and carefully observes the movement ahead.

Several hours passed before he calmly ordered the deputy beside him: Go! Let the two teams pretend to be caravans in distress and approach the entrance to test the city's reaction.

clear!

Another Dread Lord who occupied the Haresans nodded without thinking, raised his left hand and waved to his associates hiding not far away.

The latter understood, and immediately put on a pair of tattered clothes, covered the crystal wristbands that symbolized the status and strength of the warrior with dirty leather, and ran towards the entrance pretending to be embarrassed.

About ten minutes later, when they approached the metal door inlaid with black patterns, two dazzling lights shot down from a high place, illuminating the only passage.

moment!

The two teams of twenty people were completely exposed to each other's sight.

In the blink of an eye, a man wearing a dark brown leather coat appeared above the tall city gate, shouting at the top of his lungs: This is the sacred place of origin of the Harrison people! Tell me your name and origin! Otherwise I have the right to You are denied entry!”

We are businessmen! We have just suffered a terrible attack! A group of ugly and ferocious monsters suddenly jumped out of the darkness and killed two-thirds of the people in the team. We are the only survivors. . The leading woman told the prepared lie without thinking.

Monsters? Are they those huge and ugly guys with green fire in their eyes? The man on the city gate frowned subconsciously and asked.

The woman nodded quickly: That's right! They seemed to have no sense. They rushed in and started killing. Although we resisted desperately, we were still outnumbered.

Damn it! This is already the thirtieth attack in the past few months! We have to find a way! The man cursed softly through gritted teeth and waved his hand behind him. Open the gates and let these poor young men in.

Rumble…

With a loud noise, the gate made entirely of unknown metal slowly opened, revealing a passage about two meters high.

The members of the two teams exchanged glances with each other, immediately took off their disguises, rushed in at extremely fast speeds, and attacked the soldiers on the city gate.

Before the other party could react to what was happening, they quickly took control of the city gate and sent out a signal.

Seeing two dazzling red lights rising into the sky, Berom couldn't help but grinned with a ferocious smile and shouted loudly: Charge! My brothers and sisters! Rush in! Take this sacred city! Let's go! Those stupid old guys understand that we are the hope and tomorrow of the entire race.

For justice and justice!

For the future of Harrisons!

Overthrow the Presbyterians!

…

When countless people shouted exciting slogans and broke through the door, releasing their astonishing energy impact unscrupulously, a black figure suddenly appeared next to Berom, sighing with a half-smile: Ha! Young man! , it’s always so easy to get hot-blooded and easily taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives, isn’t it?”

Yes, Master. Limited by experience and vision, very few young people can understand that the more just things appear on the surface, the more filthy the true intentions behind them are, and they will unknowingly... Become an accomplice of evil. The most ridiculous thing is that until they die, they will think that they are sacrificing themselves for something that is extremely right. Noble and despicable, justice and evil, order and chaos, I like such strong conflicts and contrasts. said Then, Berom put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply.

Obviously, this black shadow is none other than Zhang Cheng's projection reflected from the mothership.

Feeling the firelight and loud noises coming from the distant city, he couldn't help but nodded slightly: Although it sounds full of irony, I must admit that what you said makes sense. What do you think you can do from Have you found any clues about the secret weapon in this city of origin?

Sorry, I don't know, Master. But I always have a hunch that there must be some secrets hidden in this city that interest you.

Okay, then I'll wait and see. If you can really find the news or clues that interest me, then I will reward you with a weapon, a powerful weapon that has the potential to destroy this planet...

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