The long sword reflected the white smoke of phosphorus fire burning under the steel sky, and the flashing lightning of the sword body evaporated the dirty blood mixed with phosphorus oxides. The knights did not hesitate to cross the corpse, and they remained silent, looking for the next target for killing. Phosphorus fire was not necessarily effective. Some aliens who could manipulate the breeze and freeze temperature could effectively avoid this terrifying weapon, but genetically modified warriors were more inclined to fight with swords and guns. The ruins were full of limbs and minced flesh, and the brutal fighting style made many aliens who were intending to resist directly choose to surrender, but if they did not receive the order to collect the captives, the knights did not care whether there were surrenders.

They erected spikes on the side of the street and inserted the mutant's chopped head on it.

On this battlefield, the lives of Inhuman soldiers are based on time hours on Earth, and perhaps in minutes, it will be more accurate. The long-term nervousness makes Inhuman soldiers exhausted. Many Inhuman soldiers were just civilians who were not trained before picking up their weapons. They were led by the royal guards to form effective infantry squads, but they still lack training. Some fronts were helped by the King of Atiran, but nothing changed after a morale-boosting speech.

Or because some of them lived a superior life, they are not willing to lie behind the bunker and eat less and less food, endure the gradually dirty clothes and skin; or because the poor were malnourished for a long time, they were physically weak and could not follow the soldiers of the royal guards for rapid transfer, and their physical strength could not be undertaken. When these so-called soldiers encountered gradually advancing genetically modified soldiers, less than one-third of the real courage to pull the trigger, and fewer people could hit the target. The deeper the attack, the lower the resistance of the alien race. Every genetically modified soldier has the ability to strike that mortals have not had in the same time. They cleaned every street like armored vehicles, and handed over the mutants who survived to the Mars technicians or the Immortal City technicians for handling.

Information is still being continuously transmitted back to the command center through encrypted radios.

Although the assassin failed to fully grasp the movements of all the Inhuman Army, the Atilan royal family organization consists of Inhuman races such as the Locked Dog and Gordon, and the Black Bat King with the ability to attack and professionally trained armies (referring to the Youth Administration of the Public Security Department) to start attacking the firepower positions with the intention of destroying the encirclement. This information is enough to make the emperor's command department change its offensive strategy. It is certain that other clans, such as the Kimirian clan who have completely lost control of the territory, have the ghost clan and villain clan whose control is still in the hands of the Atilan royal family, will definitely attack the enclosure with loopholes.

This is true. The ghost clan and the villain clan are both brave and good at fighting and able to adapt to extreme environmental civilization. Their specific genetic mutations give them keen senses, amazing agility and powerful physical strength. However, modern large-scale wars are not special operations. When they do not have equipment to ignore bullets, it is impossible to achieve too many results based on their physical bodies. The first counterattack of these two clans only destroyed a machine gun position and suffered more than 98 casualties, while their opponents are only the security machine gunners responsible for the ambush circle next to the street fighting ambush circle.

When the result of this battle was reported to the command center, even the Imperial Guards were desperate about the stupidity of the Inhuman race.

This is no longer a problem that equipment investigation can explain. These two clans believe that their genetic mutations can replace weapons, but the genetic mutations they are proud of in front of genetically modified warriors were completely crushed by more advanced biological transformation and perfect war technology. Even in close combat, these mutants with incomplete combat literacy cannot be compared with genetically modified warriors with a lot of knowledge instilled. Even the Black Bat King did not expect that the encirclement tactics jointly formulated by the commander of the Malcolm Legion and the emperor made the aliens gradually feel war-weary. The alien warriors do not have the ability to break through the encirclement. The genetically modified warriors who attacked deeply divided the settlement into different areas, prohibiting personnel exchanges and material communication between each area.

If Atilan's former owner did not transform the star castle, it would take some time to capture the residential areas connected between different cabins. But after far away from the war, Atilan's alien ancestors completely lost their vigilance. Their steel domes and modified energy pipeline systems built settlements on the upper deck, actively eliminating strategic depth, allowing the genetically modified soldiers to gradually demolish the buildings and orderly create a no-man's land hundreds of meters long. The genetically modified soldiers coldly spread fear, violence and massacre. Their destruction triggered one fire after another, destroying all production facilities and buildings, and any creature that can breathe will be cut off.

There seems to be nothing to worry about in this war, but the upper and lower limits of different mutants are extremely different. Some aliens have no threat in their abilities, but some can cause great damage. In order to deal with this situation, the commander of the Malcolm legion sent five genetically modified warrior teams equipped with jet engine powered backpacks. There is no doubt that these genetically modified warriors are not the first type, but the unknown experimental model of the genetic laboratory under the emperor. These fast-strike troops riding on suspended motorcycles are holding long swords, pistols and sniper rifles, and are active in the encirclement nets in the five different clan settlements. The tactical reconnaissance drones also monitor and observe the defense nets at all times to avoid loopholes in the encirclement net firepower. When a certain fire support position is attacked, these steel angels dragging the fire wings will receive notifications to reach the position where the attack is as fast as possible.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! At the same time, the mortal soldiers in each squad mortar position also entered the numbers and shooting elements of each artillery position in advance. When the genetically modified soldiers are unable to stop those particularly powerful aliens, a final command will be conveyed to the mortal soldiers. These squad heavy mortars will use the remaining ammunition in the firepower position to explode and drag the aliens into hell. When the emperor's army mastered the teleportation strike tactics, they had long thought about how to deal with it. After all, the value of this beheading strike tactic is equivalent to nuclear weapons, and to some extent it can even make nuclear weapons useless. It is necessary to conduct in-depth research on the application and defense measures of teleportation strikes.

"It's the final stage now, Ms. Jiaying. The real enemy of this war is entering the field."

"Isn't it enough to exterminate the alien race?" Jiaying said with a slight mockery, "Is the massacre not enough to satisfy you?"

"Killing must happen, and the spiritual entities that desire to kill and the monsters born from despair are being nurtured." The emperor said, "They have already set their sights on humans. The Inhuman races are just chess pieces they have only recently put on the chessboard. I want to exterminate the Inhuman races, but at the same time I have to face the price of this war."

Amon handed a piece of potion at the right time.

"You are an immortal, Ms. Jiaying. I can make you die completely and permanently, but I am not willing to do this because it means wasting your own value. In the aspect of the aliens, you have no value anymore, but if you are willing to understand the truth of this world and find out what threats we are facing, you will understand what I have done." The emperor pointed to a medical armored vehicle. The medical armored vehicle was specially prepared for the Imperial Guards and the Emperor, not ordinary humans. He placed the potion before Jiaying, "You can choose whether to understand."

“Do I have a choice?”

".If you are willing to choose eternal peace, I can give you real death." The emperor said calmly, "If you are willing to see the truth, then take this potion."

"Isn't this poison?" Jiaying looked at the seductive golden liquid in the test tube with suspicion. Even if she had never seen it, she could imagine the fragrance and taste of these liquids. This is the most wonderful wine in the world, and no fine wine can compare to it. "Are you planning to poison me?"

"This potion is called Golden Honey Wine, but I have made some modifications based on the original formula, and the method and effect are different." The emperor held a silver key, and the pattern on the key was dizzy. He whispered, "We still have some time now. After taking the potion, you will enter the dream world, where I will tell you the threat we are facing, and I will also ensure your safety until you return to the material universe."

The emperor used his index finger to draw a symbol on Jiaying's helmet, and the disgusting cold immediately swept her whole body.

"As an immortal, the way we look at history is different from that of a mortal who has lived for more than a hundred years. Perhaps at that time, you will change your current thinking. But please remember that I have never asked you to forget the past, but before discovering the truth, we look at the world in different perspectives."

Maximus shook his head helplessly as he looked at the crowd who was thrown on the deck of the pit by the Alpha Primitive Man.

"It's not enough. These low-intellectual creatures are too low in efficiency." His face full of runes was full of contempt. The pit was originally a waste water storage tank of a sewage treatment plant, and now it is quite suitable for use as other routes. Some of the people left behind are still alive, but they just broke their bones. At the bottom of the water storage tank, the bones of alien animals that grew from the shadows were scattered. No one knew how those creatures survived, and they had reproduced for so many generations that they became food for those deformed mutants. "Only enough sacrifice can we see the truth. These civilians are not talented, and their role is limited."

"Your Majesty, it's difficult to steal people under the invaders. Those invaders will kill all creatures that appear before them. The access of these slaves is located near the invader's encirclement net. Our people can't fight against the invader's firepower and the personnel are seriously damaged."

"I don't want to hear excuses. The Holy Book says that there must be 999 souls to hold the ceremony." Maximus said with a smile. "You should be glad that the invaders are helping me achieve my goal, otherwise you can only jump out of the pit and become the ritual material."

"I am not afraid of this future, Your Majesty. It is my glory to be able to die for the gods and die for the truth." The craze in the eyes of the priest wrapped around Maximus. The fire on the upper deck roared, and a large amount of dust fell like drizzle. "Pelir will definitely return from his dream to help you win the crown, and we are willing to give everything for this. The sect was established long before the birth of the Inhuman race, which is a race-crossing and eternal cosmic truth."

"I don't care." Maximus said, "all I want is to save the Inhumans."

"When you have the truth, you can fulfill any wish." The priest said firmly, as if he thought so, and he also took it for granted. "The invaders will not be able to resist your power, you can destroy any enemy, or save anyone." He said, "This is just a small part of the power of the truth of the universe, and you, as the spokesperson of the gods, will conquer the entire material universe."

"Let's get started."

Maximus waved his hand, and the compressor above the water tank slowly descended, obscuring the crowd below. The compressor started working, and the smelly crimson liquid gushed out from the outlet of the water tank. "Go and sip the holy water, my friends." He said to the crowd around him, including the aliens who have lived on the lower deck for generations, who have completely lost the results of the genetic engineering of the Kerry Empire because of the genetic mutation of pollutants. When he came to this place, he discovered how powerful the sects rooted in the upper deck had. This sect grew wildly without the royal family's knowledge, spreading its power to places that the upper deck could not control.

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Jiaying opened her eyes and saw a mountain with steep cliffs.

The towering peaks of the clouds were submerged in lead-gray clouds, and the cold morning light sprinkled on the lush fir forests at the foot of the mountain and the snow covered on the peaks all year round. The sunset fell into the long river rushing in the valley, burning in the water. The fured savage stepped on pebbles, carried blood-stained prey on their shoulders, and carefully crossed the valley.

"The story of the Inhuman race begins here."

Jiaying turned her head and saw a young black-haired man standing beside him. His face was full of warm smile, kindness and calmness almost overflowing from his eyes. He was very handsome and had a charm that could make anyone move, but at this moment, Jiaying felt only peace, the kind of tranquility that he had never felt since lying on Dr. Daniel White Hall's operating table. The black-haired man pointed to the steel castle on the steep rock wall. The castle was out of place with the surroundings. Under the sunlight, the air with a glimmer of force field constantly twisting, as if it was emitting heat.

The man in animal skin walked down the cliff, and in the air opened from the fir forest, there was a cave.

"We are now in the North American continent. In the future, this laboratory will be occupied by SHIELD."

Jiaying realized who the black-haired man was, and she recognized him from that calm tone.
Chapter completed!