"Violent storm?"
Huai Shi moved her gaze away from the depth map, and it was as if she had heard a joke. "A rainstorm like this? Do I need to buy an umbrella? "
"This is just the beginning," Odum said.
"There are more people with chips in their hands who haven't entered the arena yet. Don't forget, compared to the real casino in the Reality, we might just be a slot machine.
The heavyweight gamblers aren't interested in such small fights. The Battle of the Worlds is the stage they are looking forward to. "
Huai Shi was curious. "If it's just these, how can it be considered a violent storm?"
"If I remember correctly, you are only Grade Three? Can all Grade Three in the Reality be like you? " Odum said. "Even if they are rulers with authority, there are still differences between them."
"Oh, I know this. There are big bosses like the Withered King, and there are also Rotten Dreams! "
Huai Shi suddenly understood. "Speaking of which, who is the host of the feast?
"Because he is a new ruler in the past hundred years, not many people know the details. Limited by time, he was not able to do anything in the Dark Abyss. However, his authority, the Eternal Carnival, should be infinitely close to the power of demonic desire.
He is a seed of the Abyss hatched by Boxun himself. He is known as Boxun's youngest son, his beloved embryo. Although his sphere of influence is narrow, he has a lot of good things given by Boxun. "
Speaking of this, it paused subtly for a moment, as if looking somewhere else. "Emmmm, it seems that he was provoked by you and smashed a lot of things just now."
"He has a bad temper. How is it my fault?"
Huai Shi didn't care. "Where were we just now?"
"Ruler," Odum said.
"Sometimes, the existence of a ruler represents the group itself, but there must also be the existence of brothers and sisters. Just like the respected elder who served you, the crowns under the ruler are an extension of their will. Similarly, sometimes, the strength of the brothers and sisters depends on the master they are loyal to.
Some people were crowned because they were not strong enough. And some people are crown-wearers because their bosses are too strong … Not only are there differences between rulers, but even the crown-wearers are also very different in terms of strength. "
Odum sighed helplessly. "Look at me. Even if I'm the leader of a horde, I can't even defeat a kobold. I'm a disgrace to all creatures of hell."
"Is that so?" Huai Shi was slightly surprised.
"That's right, that's right."
Odum nodded seriously. His abstract expression was extremely sincere and without any pretense. The image vividly displayed the subtext that I was a useless person.
Even if Huai Shi didn't believe a word of it.
"In short, your deeds have been successfully spread throughout the Abyss after days of struggle. From the fallen Kingdom to the Blessed Land, your evil name was known by everyone, no one did not know of it.
However, even though it had intimidated many small fries, it was bound to provoke a backlash.
Even if the rulers are busy focusing on the War of the Worlds and have no time to care about ants like us, they will definitely make arrangements. "
Odum looked deeper into the Abyss. "For example, just now, under the orders of the banquet master, the Corrupt Order sent out the Champion of Sorrows. That was the leader of a horde blessed by Boxun, the Champion of the Knights of Torment …
Even if it was just him alone, it was enough to decide the outcome of a war in hell. I hope you don't confuse him with those small fries.
Similarly, a blessed person from the Blessed Land led a whole group of Hunting Angels. It can be confirmed that they have their eyes on you. That was a fork that the rancher was quite fond of …
Also, it seems that two of the Twin Giants from the Sea of Thunder have also regarded you as the next target of their Skull Hunting Mission.
At the same time, Golden Dawn also seemed to have some movements, but their main focus should be on the construction of the Stairway to Hell. They won't get too involved.
In the short term, out of fear of Russell, they may choose to be cautious and watch from the sidelines. But you know … if there's a chance, they won't mind getting some interest back from you. "
"Sounds like the situation is really bad."
Huai Shi sighed. "Can it be worse?"
"Of course it can."
Odum said everything he knew. "The closest now should be the Solidifier organization that almost died out under the pursuit of Celestial genealogy — the Children of Doomsday.
They hired a whole Black Death Army and are about to reach a certain depth. Apart from that, another workshop owner had already brought his factory up to the surface rapidly.
And, as you expected … your jester friend hasn't given up and is still running between the Abyss, trying to connect more people to completely destroy your existence. "
At this point, Odum asked curiously, "What did you do to him? Why is he so … emm, persistent? "
"It's nothing, right? I just followed people to tear down his home, destroyed the plan that his family had prepared for hundreds of years, destroyed the only result, and seemed to have killed his only friend? "
Huai Shi thought for a moment and replied with some uncertainty, "Other than that, there shouldn't be anything else, right?"
"… I don't think there's a need for anything else."
The snail was silent for a long time and sighed with admiration. "I always thought that you inherited the fine tradition of Celestial genealogy, but I didn't expect the new generation to surpass the old. You're so young, but you've already surpassed the old. It's really amazing!"
"Is this a compliment?" Huai Shi wondered.
"Of course." Odum said sincerely, "According to the words of the present world, it's really terrifying. You might even have the qualifications to be a president!"
"…"
Huai Shi was speechless and really didn't know what to say.
The reality was tragic enough.
He really wasn't in the mood to joke.
Just like that, time passed.
After a few hours, Huai Shi felt that the Sun Ship suddenly stopped.
It stopped moving.
"What's wrong?"
Huai Shi looked at the screen and frowned. "Is there an enemy?"
But in the detection of the screen, there was nothing in the outside world. There was only a misty white fog, like a veil, enveloping everything.
There was dead silence.
Everything seemed to be sleeping in a tomb.
"It's not an enemy."
Anton looked up and stared at the faint outline in the mist. There was no change in expression on his old face, but his palm pressed on the table was so hard, as if he wanted to grab and hold something tightly.
After a long time, he finally relaxed.
He said, "We're here."
The transit station and the development base of hell that had been abandoned for decades.
— Depth 51, Samara Third Communications Center.
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In the beginning, this place was once a sentry post established by the genealogy of the Russian Federation.
The knights who participated in the Holy Eastern Expedition killed all the way here and temporarily reorganized. They left behind a solid fortress, built a simple church in hell, and buried their companions who died in battle.
After saying goodbye to the dead, the knights who did not return went deeper into hell and were never heard from again.
But its location was recorded through the resonance of the church and remained in the depth map of the Russian Federation. Later, after the Republic began the development project of hell, the Russian Federation provided everything it could, including its location.
The successors re-established their foundation here, built walls and camps, and named it after the city of the Russian Federation. Then, after more than forty years of development, step by step, this place became one of the important transit stations and hubs.
There were dozens of different paths to hell connected through the resonance between the lighthouses, forming a fixed orbit and flight schedule.
It was precisely because of its existence that the Ascendants were able to explore the Withered Area and even advance to the Dark Abyss …
At its most glorious time, there were hundreds of Ascendants, six laboratories, dozens of scholars, and alchemists from all over the world.
When Huai Shi and the others arrived, it had already been silent in this thin fog for decades, and no visitors had come.
Originally, according to Huai Shi's best fantasy, there might still be people here who would continue to defend it. After all, there was food, weapons, and reserves here, enough for them to last for a hundred years.
When outsiders approached, they would issue a warning, telling these guys that this was the Republic's territory, and they'd better go back to where they came from, or they would fire.
And after he revealed his identity, the old people might be so excited that they would cry, curse, take out their treasured wine, have a hangover, and question why they only came here now.
In this way, Huai Shi could tell them that the present was different from the past. Now, everything would usher in a new turn.
Unfortunately, even when they arrived, there was still no sound.
It was a scene of devastation.
Under the light source emitted by the Sun Ship, the thin fog tore apart, revealing the dilapidated walls of the past, as well as the ruins covered in moss and dust.
It was as if a storm had wreaked havoc.
The traces of war were still left here.
There were still traces of destruction on the walls that hadn't collapsed. The overheated and warped machine guns and the unused bullets were abandoned on the pedestal of the courtyard. The completely destroyed defense system had long been buried in dust.
There were even more tearing claw marks.
Huge claw marks covered most of the place. Ferocious beasts galloped past here and completely destroyed the precarious defense line.
The shouts and roars of the past seemed to be engraved in the air, as if one could hear them again if they closed their eyes.
But nothing was left behind.
They were all gone.
"It's all gone."
Anton stood in front of the ruins and sighed. He took off his helmet, revealing his white hair.
Huai Shi subconsciously reached out to stop him, but the old man waved his hand indifferently.
"It's okay. I've just checked. The laws here are still operating normally. Besides, the air index is normal. There won't be a problem. "
"Be careful."
Huai Shi reminded him and stood beside him, shrouding the shadow of the Ultimate under his feet.
"It's okay."
Anton was silent for a moment before saying softly, "I just … want to see it again."
The old man pushed open the broken door.
He walked inside.
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