Chapter 637 Tears streaming

down the corners of my eyes 339 held his breath and hid on a branch with lush branches, not moving.

He looked up through the leaves.

A huge dragon-headed butterfly made of white bones glided past at low altitude, and the air currents it created made the trees rustle.

Not long after, another white bone flying dragon came out from the high-altitude clouds like an arrow. It was faster than the butterfly dragon and patrolled the world from a high vantage point.

After this round of flying beasts disappeared completely, 339's tense body relaxed a little.

Good, the routine evening patrol was avoided.

Another day alive.

He has been trapped in enemy-occupied territory for five days.

…

As a junior soldier, 339's mission is to investigate the enemy's current situation and provide timely feedback to the main force in the rear.

339 remembered very clearly the first time he saw those bone dragons with red eyes. He felt a trembling fear that made his hair stand on end, as well as the fighting spirit and high will inspired by the powerful enemy. These two strong feelings impacted his body and made him more excited than ever before.

No one knows where the bone dragon came from.

They crawled out from a cave one after another, their cold and cruel claws returned to the land, their wild and ferocious red eyes looked around for prey, as if an evil beast that had been dormant for many years had been unsealed.

These monsters expanded their territory rapidly, flying into the sky, crossing mountains, and stepping into rivers. These terrifying monsters with white bones could be seen everywhere.

The 339 was trapped behind enemy lines before it could evacuate.

He witnessed with his own eyes flying dragons rising from underground into the air - two of them were the ones he had just seen, one was a butterfly dragon that was an aerial patroller, and the other was a swift flying dragon whose eyes could emit red light that could penetrate flesh and blood.

And behind them is the King of Flying Dragons.

339Look into the distance.

He looked through the treetops and could see the huge creature hanging in the sky.

Only a small part of the complex skeleton and strange raised exoskeleton was exposed in the thick clouds. Only when the clouds moved could the huge, ferocious, arrogant and hideous dragon head and its amazing outline like an island be seen.

All the flying dragons will return and gather towards the Dragon King, and then another batch will take over to radiate in all directions, firmly controlling the sky.

On the ground, the flexible bone dragons continued to expand their territory.

Leading the bone dragons was a heavy armored giant dragon, which was three times the size of an ordinary bone dragon, with a thicker body and slower movements. It had a high-raised hammer-shaped exoskeleton on its shoulder blades, and many strange flowers grew on its back.

The Zerg warriors and the Bone Dragons fought for the first time, and 339 was an eyewitness.

At that time, he was lying on the tree just like he is now, observing the offensive and deployment of the enemy army.

But everything happened too fast.

The attack of the flying dragons and bone dragons was like a raging fire. They were like claws in the air and fangs on the ground, easily tearing apart the insect-clad warriors in the front. In the head-on collision with the bone dragons, the warriors' armors were constantly shattered and penetrated.

After the heavy armored giant dragon entered the field, the flowers on its back exploded with loud noises, and the flower buds hit the soldiers like boulders. The soldiers' bodies and body parts were scattered all over the ground in the falling black and purple petals. The giant hammer exoskeleton swept the ground with cross-shaped red lights, killing the soldiers who were unable to dodge at close range one by one.

339 was so cold.

Can't fight.

These monsters from underground...are even more brutal than the gods.

The phalanx charge that the Zerg are proud of, the coordinated combat between the sky and the ground, the superb and powerful melee ability, the spell damage reduction feature... None of them is an advantage when facing these bone dragon legions that seem to have come back from the dead.

The bone dragons were more orderly and powerful than the insect suit warriors, with combat units with clear division of labor in the sky and on the ground. The bone dragons were much stronger than the serfs, and could fight in melee as well as cast spells. Even if they were damaged or incomplete, there were skeleton soldiers who could repair them, unlike the serfs warriors who would lose one after another if they died.

339 I saw it all too clearly, so I felt particularly heavy in my heart.

Bone dragons are like a faster, more powerful, and stronger insect tribe. They are also fearless and omnipresent, and they also worship fighting and conquering. They also have terrifying crazy power...

There is absolutely no room for fighting back.

What 339 can do now is to collect as much intelligence as possible about the enemy, and then return to tell Elder Yidao.

But he really couldn't find any chance to escape.

There are enemies everywhere, and the bone dragon attaches great importance to the control of the territory. In addition, there are mixed combat teams of skeleton knights and skeleton soldiers on the ground, which undertake more daily patrol and defense work.

339 knew that with every day that passed, his chances of survival became smaller.

He hid in a big tree with lush branches and leaves, and this blind spot would be discovered sooner or later.

Must get out as soon as possible!

After nightfall that day, 339 finally found an opportunity.

A light lit up not far away. It was a special device of the enemy that could float in the air and glow at night.

But today, for some reason, the flying lantern suddenly became very dim. 339 guessed that it was broken or something had happened.

The flying lantern landed on the ground and was being repaired by a scout wearing bronze armor and a crystal helmet. There was a fire in the crystal helmet, which seemed to be a technology that hid the light in the helmet.

The other party opened a box and fiddled with something.

339 landed silently, lurked, approached the scout's back, and pounced. He locked the opponent's helmet with one hand, and with the other hand, he thrust his wrist blade into the opponent's throat, and with a strong swipe, the scout's head rolled to the ground.

Assassination completed!

339 Put the knife back into the sheath.

Next, as long as we snatch this flying lantern, we will have the chance to fly out of the forest in the dark.

339 approached the flying lantern and fell silent.

This thing is full of metal wires, as well as strange leather, metal shells, ropes, and some bottles and jars filled with liquids.

339 froze for a moment.

How to fly? Just when he was about to do it casually, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Don't mess with my tool bag."

339 The wrist blade suddenly pierced into the body of the person behind him. The opponent turned out to be the headless scout. The opponent's neck was on fire, and the copper armor on his chest was pierced by him, but there was nothing inside the armor.

He has no form? Or is that black bone his form?

However, the next second, a deafening explosion sounded in 339's ears. He felt that his chest was hit by a huge hammer continuously, and his body was suddenly knocked to the ground and became limp.

In his blurred vision, he saw the headless scout holding a strange wooden stick. The stick was hollow and there was something black inside, and smoke was coming out of it.

The other party said: "Finally the armor was broken. [Black Magic] is still useful when sprayed at close range... Are you not dead? I'm glad you're not dead."

Then the headless soldier began to remove the armor on 339.

339 was cold all over. He tried desperately to break free of his armor and protect his dignity, but he had no strength at all and his connection with the armor seemed to be severed.

His consciousness became blurred and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

…

When he woke up again, 339 felt extremely tired, and his body became heavy and numb.

He was no longer wearing armor, and had transformed from a glorious soldier into a powerless civilian.

The warriors' strong will and indomitable desire to fight also disappeared with the departure of the armored beast.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

339 Feeling uneasy.

What are they going to do with me if they catch me? Are they going to torture me? Are they going to kill me in public? Are they going to eat me?

The door was pushed open and a strange-looking man flew in.

It had a body like a fruit core, two mustaches, and round eyes staring at 339. Behind it stood two skeleton soldiers carrying thick wooden sticks.

"May I have your name?"

"I am 339th grader."

"So you are a lower-ranking soldier, number 339 among the lower-ranking soldiers?"

"Yes……"

339 was a little surprised that the other party seemed to have a clear understanding of the Zerg. Moreover, there was no problem communicating with him. Although his pronunciation and speech were completely different from his own, both sides could understand each other.

"My name is Wadiye, and I'm a military advisor."

The other person stared at him and said, "Look at me, 339. Without that layer of armor, you don't even have the courage to look me in the eye?"

339 His eyes still avoided involuntarily. He felt cold, hungry and uncomfortable.

"How many of you are there?"

"90,000 soldiers, 10,000 of them are here."

339 himself was surprised that he could reveal the secret so easily.

Oh, how weak! I am such a loser!

Now he was no longer a soldier, but just a weak and pitiful civilian.

"Oh? With such a small number of people, do you dare to attack this world?"

"I only know that 10,000 of us landed successfully, and about 30,000 died. But after we got here, through building camps and breeding alien insects, as well as the continued deployment of the Legion Headquarters, our number of soldiers is also increasing."

339 said in a self-deprecating tone, "I don't know how many people there are now. Only Elder Yidao knows."

"Is the elder who is the leader of your legion here in this world?"

"Yes, otherwise we would not be able to fight against the gods here. In order to eliminate them, we spent a lot of time and cost, and finally gave these local lives a chance to regain their freedom, so that they no longer have to be enslaved by the gods."

Wadiye's eyes showed a hint of strangeness: "How do you know that they are enslaved by the gods instead of following the gods willingly?"

"Isn't this a matter of course?"

339 blurted out: "People are always afraid of God, and fear can only turn into worship, otherwise they can't live. So only by rescuing those who are enslaved and controlled by God can they free themselves from ignorance and self-deception and regain freedom."

"Is this your opinion?"

"No, it is the will and wisdom of Her Majesty the Queen."

"That is your supreme leader, right? Then how did you save these people? You captured them as slaves, killed those who disobeyed, and then used this method to destroy the idol and the source of the will of the gods. Is this salvation?"

Wadiye's doubt made 339 scratch his head. "Because after believing in God, many people are very stubborn. We must use special methods to wake them up and make them our warriors. This is the best way. These are necessary to wake them up from their frenzy, instead of foolishly following God."

"So they are willing to die for this?"

“…”

Wadiye said coldly: "Do you know why you become weak and cowardly after losing the armored beast? Because you are like this. The alien insects transformed you. With them, you became crazy warmongers. They changed your inclinations and cognition, making you full of desire to fight and hunt."

"No." 339 argued, "We are the ones who are taming the alien bugs. We are the ones who are using their power. They are our comrades and partners."

"Is that so? Then let me ask you, what are you stone baboons without alien worm symbiosis, those so-called civilians, doing?"

“They are living.”

The other person laughed: "So what is life like? Being forced to mate like a tool, giving birth to offspring, and then being thrown to feed the bugs after losing the reproductive value?"

"This is the life of civilians. Civilians will always die." 339 said casually.

This is a very normal division of labor among the Zerg.

Soldiers died on the battlefield, and civilians died in the rear.

"I see."

Wadiye said: "If there is such a god, he controls everyone's mind, so that people are completely unaware that they are controlled by him. People think that dying for him, fighting for him, persecuting and killing weak people for him are all normal things. Then if there is such a god, will you defeat him and save these people?"

"Of course, if I were a warrior... the gods you mentioned, are you referring to the alien insects?"

339 reacted.

"We are here to save those enslaved by God, which is different from your barbaric war behavior."

Wadiye grinned. "Really? Then let's see what slavery is and what you call salvation. It will only take a short time for everything to come to light."

"See whether you have tamed the bugs or the bugs have tamed you."

(End of this chapter)