The Black Bat King made another gesture.

Perhaps out of trust in the soldiers of the same race, or perhaps out of trust in the Gene Parliament and the Atiran royal family, the speech of the Kimirian warrior did play a role. The Gene Parliament youth security team, who is responsible for public security and now on vacation, has stood up and started to guide the crowd back to their homes. At the same time, several medical staff affiliated with the medical department have begun to help the Kimirian Inhuman tribes who are seriously injured. The Black Bat King expressed satisfaction with all this. Even if there were people who were too excited at the scene, they would provide help to the people around them first under the persuasion of others. The Black Bat King also said that the Gene Parliament and the Atiran royal family will definitely pursue the mastermind of the incident.

He did not intend to tell the Kimirian clan about the situation of the war on the frontline.

"I can't be sure if this is done by the wizard?" The Kimirian warrior lowered his voice and said viciously, "My fellow tribe has been manipulated by the mind, otherwise no one will come here. This is what the wizard does. We must clear them... Your Majesty, the wizard may even collude with the invaders, and we cannot let them go." Perhaps his statement will be more complicated, and the Black Bat King still took out the data board instead of using tactical gestures as an explanation. After seeing the text on the data board, even the Kimirian warrior with the worst personality had to lower his head to express obedience. "Then wait until the Onomime Mission wakes up." The Kimirian warrior said, "But I don't think Onomime Mission will show kindness to the wizard group... I will focus on the task of killing the invaders, your Majesty. I swear to absolutely obey your will, even if it will violate the decision of the Kimirian clan."

The Black Bat King expressed his gratitude with gestures. The Black Bat King passed through the Kimmilian clan's alien civilians who had recovered consciousness, and stood under the spire with respect, disgust, love, hatred and other eyes. Anyone could see that the stampede that really took away the Kimmilian clan's alien life was not the stampede caused by panic. The culprit was the one who created the explosion marks at the entrance of the Wizard Tower. The Black Bat King looked at the ground that was blown out of a pit, the corpse burned into withered charcoal, and the broken limbs and arms scattered everywhere, barely suppressing the overwhelming anger. He turned around and made a gesture to the soldiers, which meant to prepare for battle.

The invaders had already penetrated the Kimirian clan settlements and they had to completely remove the invaders.

"Go home!" The Kimirian warrior from the clan coalition stood beside the Black Bat King, waving his arms. The crowd looked at him, and the Kimirian warrior was staring at the scarred tribe in front of him, standing next to the shallow pit of the warm pressure bomb, "Go home, restrain the dead, or help the injured people around you. The Black Bat King has known that the invaders have arrived, and we will ensure your safety and you can go home and continue your life. I beg the medical practitioner to take the initiative to stand up and maintain the operation of the medical system. Now Atiran is facing an invasion, and we need the strength of each of you. Regardless of clan and origin, we must protect the only home of the alien race."

"Good speech." The Centaur clan's electromechanical expert whispered. He used the clan dialect rather than the common language of the Kerry Empire. Although they are both aliens, the Centaur clan, as the first genetic engineering product created by the Kerry Empire, has a completely different cultural composition from other clans. "Now it's time for us to set out?" He said in the common language of the Kerry Empire, "What should those wizards do?"

He raised his head and happened to see a flame breaking a rose window. He hurriedly stepped back a few steps, and then a scorched corpse fell from the spire of the sky, far exceeding the general size of the Kimilian clan. Even Attilan's top biological experts and forensic doctors could not tell what the creature was. When the "corpse" hit the ground, the giant head like a canine animal had been burned off, leaving only the charred bones. Even so, the creature was still alive, maybe the organs in the lungs were trying their best to absorb the air. Tetanus immediately started to scream and jump, jumping and jumping, and was very excited.

The creature's appearance similar to the canine animal scared it. While comforting the tetanus, the Black Bat King asked the Kimirian warrior beside him to continue to stabilize the order. The Kimirian warrior raised his head and glanced, then immediately rushed towards the Black Bat King. "Be careful, your majesty!" He shouted anxiously, no longer as calm as before, his eyes widened and his fingers tense. The Black Bat King raised his head, grabbed the tetanus collar with one hand, and controlled the giant Sharpee dog with powerful force. He looked at the Kimirian warrior in confusion. "Above!"

The Black Bat King raised his head again, and a blurry black shadow stood on the window where the weird creature was smashing.

Then the bomb was poured down like a storm, completely submerging the Black Bat King.

The sharp claws scraped a thin white line from the tempered ceramic armor, and then a fist wrapped in the armor hit the deformed skull with a whistling sound of slashing the air. The fingers with the smelly plasma pulled the trigger again before they could even wipe it. "There are more and more creatures." Helun's tone remained calm. Only when the flames at the muzzle blew out, the flash of light could outline the blurred outline of the genetically modified warrior hidden in the shadows. "It is not the time to continue hiding through the fire of the muzzle."

Gronov Rutov nodded, and his eyes and electronic eyes locked the wizards hidden behind these malformed creatures from the corner of his eyes. The more he walked to the top of the tower, the fewer places allowed for genetically modified warriors to hide, and more and more battles were forced to exchange fire with the enemy head-on rather than assassination. But this was no problem for genetically modified warriors who had powerful strength and armor. They were first genetically modified warriors, and then the 19th specialized model.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The firefighting has lasted for more than thirteen seconds. The genetically modified warriors are almost flooded by this strange creature that may have been produced in the laboratory. The corridors, passages and stairs are filled with canine-like animals with giant skulls and deformed limbs. Some monsters even have nutrient solution in the cultivation compartment. The genetically modified warriors fight with giant claws with combat knives, chainsaw swords, and smash enemies blocking the way forward with explosive guns and fists. Carrying and organized killing, without any hesitation, their feet are covered with monster corpses, and black and red blood piles up and almost passes the boots.

"I want a fire passage, behead the wizard. Don't save ammunition."

"Received, changing bullets." Helun pulled out the magazine with only a few ammunition left and attached it to the belt. "Full automatic shooting mode! Prepare!"

"Replace the bullets, get ready!"

"Do not!"

Heavy weapon pulled the trigger with his hand, and a shiny plasma beam rushed straight into the waves made of monsters. The smoke generated by the vaporization of flesh and bones was so heavy that it was hard to see the fingers. Even so, Gronov Rutuf still rushed into the passage, and his sharp claws cut through the monsters along the way. Helun shouted, followed the captain's footsteps, raised the detonating gun and directed his companions to attack the monsters on both sides trying to approach Gronov Rutuf. A large number of explosive bombs poured down like a rainstorm, Gronov Rutu

Hu rushed forward quickly, everything around him seemed to be trapped in the quagmire of time, everything looked like slow motion, and bombs exploded on both sides of him a sea of ​​black and red blood shining with fire. He ran wildly in the dark shadow, pressing down his body, stretching out his claws, like a black shadow close to the ground. The mutant wizard failed to even find Gronov Rutov passing through the burnt corpse, and in its eyes, Gronov Rutov seemed to have emerged from a shadow that could not cover his body shape.
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