"These guys' goal from the very beginning was to take over our homeland!"
At the research institute, Liao Ya tried to communicate again, but received increasingly shorter messages, each containing the same repeated words:
"I am the Creator."
"Life is materialistic."
Wei Jinyan's instructions came at this moment: "Ensure the stability of the temporary communication platform and do everything possible to restore the 'Blue Whale' system network."
After reading it, Liao Ya's dejected expression flashed by.
She knew that this order meant that negotiations had failed and the war had to come to an end.
Without hesitation, she immediately directed the members present to do everything in their power to stabilize the platform and restore the system.
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It is located southeast of the Zhumen base on Beixun Whale Main Island.
An old man stood in the darkness of a corner, quietly gazing up at the battle raging in the sky.
A purple pattern encircled his wrist, and numerous strange creatures brushed past him beneath his feet.
This person is Dong Gui.
He gazed at the sphere suspended in the sky, his eyes burning with a fervent, almost obsessive light.
"Bang!"
As a special forces member's body crashed down, Kazmir slowly descended, stepping on the ice shards.
His hands were stained with blood, and his slightly long hair was disheveled, giving him a more unruly air due to his days of imprisonment.
With a flick of his right hand, an ice shard formed from his supernatural ability [Silver Moon] spun out, piercing the heart of the person on the ground, turning into a puddle of icy water without leaving a trace.
"Whoosh..."
Igor, his body gleaming with metallic light, dragged a mangled soldier along, chainsaw in hand, a gleeful smile playing on his lips.
"Sir, we've taken care of both squads."
Two teams, that's ten people.
Pulan was still wearing her prison uniform, but her trousers had disappeared, leaving only her shirt, which had been deliberately pulled down a bit, revealing her snow-white shoulders and barely covering her buttocks with the hem of her shirt.
Her fingertips were stained with blood, as if they were painted with nail polish.
She stepped over the corpses as if walking on a red carpet.
Kazmir lazily raised his eyes, his gaze unyielding and icy: "The south is about to break through, and the east has been re-defended."
Dong Gui's eyes flashed with ruthlessness: "Let's break through the southern city defenses in one fell swoop and send our friends in!"
Pran and Kazmir both frowned.
Instead of acting immediately, Pulan said, "Sir, this is not appropriate."
The situation is now far beyond our control and should be reported to the council of elders immediately.
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The Advent Plan had a hidden flaw: the details of the God-Making Faction's plan didn't actually match the actual battle situation.
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