Wang Mingming nodded.
At this time, he stared at Su Mingan for a long time.
Su Mingan didn't understand what he was looking at, but Wang Mingming kept looking. Until the sound of gunfire gradually came from the surroundings, it seemed that the outer defense line was broken and the enemy's attack was approaching here.
It was not until Su Mingan turned his head that Wang Mingming withdrew his gaze. His round eyes seemed to become brighter, as if some kind of fire was ignited in his pupils.
"...I will fight for you, Su Xiaobai." He slowly placed his hand on his chest, where there was a commemorative medal of the Star Planetarium, which was his father's relic.
The grown-up young man seemed to understand the gap between them at this moment, and also understood the heaviness of civilization. His former colleagues led the fate of the world in the name of God. And he slowly returned to his team.
Soon, Su Mingan could no longer see him. Just like a drop of water merging into a river, all he could see were soldiers that looked almost identical.
There are millions of stories like Wang Mingming's in the legion.
“…”
Su Mingan silently withdrew his gaze and looked at the military map in his hand. The red dots representing the number of people were densely distributed on the flat plate, and the vast numbers of [ ] burned his pupils. These numbers all represented people distributed in different areas.
The place where he was now was just one of the major battlefields. There were thousands of battlefields surrounding the battle for the second tower and the front line that he could not see. This was a war covering the world, not a battle between two cities. It was just that wherever he was, that was the most critical battlefield.
The army of the divine faction began to bombard the barrier, and flames bloomed outside the barrier.
The black soldiers collided with each other in dense masses, accompanied by the sound of talismans exploding. Red, blue, flames and smoke, water waves and wind blades, like a rotten flood. Because the gods knew the location of the ancient ruins, they helped the Holy Alliance to equip many props, magic circles, beasts, mud weapons... They could even drive some alien species, resulting in a sharp increase in casualties.
"Find the old god! Kill him!!"
"——The most important thing is the old god. He has not yet revived. He must be killed!"
"There is also the Immortal Talisman. Everyone follow me! Destroy the Immortal Talisman!"
Ah Du had already invaded the enemy's communication channel, and the enemy's harsh shouts echoed in the headset. Su Mingan listened quietly, listening to the enemy's anger and murderous intent towards him.
At the end of the army, he saw Mizushima Kawaseong at a glance. She was standing on the hillside with a group of players, looking at him from a distance.
The fighting lasted from the afternoon until evening.
Day and night seemed to have reached a critical point at this moment. Blazing flames lit up in the distance, and in an instant the flames filled the sky.
"Report...energy load exceeds 25%..."
"The weapon's usage frequency has exceeded the load limit by 10%..."
"The energy transmission device has been damaged. It is estimated that the repair time will be 12 hours..."
Even at night, the sky was still as bright as day. In addition to the barrier that covered the sky, there were also exploding flares, flares, light spells, and flickering runes, which illuminated the earth in a light color.
The sound of the horn became longer and longer, and the air was filled with the smell of haze and dust. The wars of this era were different from ordinary wars. Spells, talismans, and hot weapons were mixed together. Even the most experienced old generals would find it difficult to judge how to fight the enemy, not to mention that the enemy had the help of alien species. Just contact would easily cause mental pollution.
Su Mingan sat in a mechanical wheelchair, his index finger against his forehead, the last ray of sunlight passing from the corner of his brow. He had maintained this posture for a long time. He could not move forward from where he was, and the immortal talisman and special medicine could not reach the designated location.
In the distance, on a slightly higher slope, Mizushima Kawase was standing there with her guards. Even though they were extremely far apart, Su Mingan could still see her. She wore a crystal crown, held a holy sword, and stared at the battlefield like him.
None of them took action.
Once one side takes the initiative to help the war, the other side will also start to take action. The killing speed of both sides is almost the same, and in the end both sides will suffer heavy casualties. It's like a nuclear weapon that restrains each other.
"Has the flamethrower been activated?"
"(582, 192) Requesting support! Bring healing power! Isabella is injured!"
"The Golden Eagle Squadron's signal has been interrupted. The location is in the northeastern Saiyi area (482, 192)..."
Su Mingan took off his headset.
He had been listening to the channel communication for nearly ten hours, and his head was buzzing.
"...Su Ming'an." Yueyue walked over to him. She was wearing heavy machinery, and the sword in her hand was like an ice-blue electric light.
"Um."
"I'm going to assassinate Mizushima Kawai. You must move forward." Yueyue said.
"Do you have a plan?" Su Mingan did not refuse.
Yueyue showed him the plan, including Yueyue, Li Yuxuan, Yi Zhongyu, Mo Yan and others, forming a spearhead to assassinate Mizushima Kawano. Su Mingan's team can continue to move forward without restrictions.
"Okay." He did not interfere too much. In such a large-scale war, he only needed to contribute combat power and symbolic significance, and would not interfere with the decisions of the generals.
At 10:40 pm, the Pointed Team used the teleportation tool to successfully transfer Mizushima Kawaseong, and the escort team was able to move forward.
At 11:20 pm, the road suddenly collapsed. It was an enemy gravity trap. At the moment of falling, Su Mingan was lifted up by several talismans, but many people were unable to save themselves and fell into the abyss.
The population figures on the tablet dropped to double digits. Su Mingan's fingers flexed slightly, but he gave up on going back. There were too many traps like this along the way. If he went back every time, he would fall before dawn.
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