Chapter 194 The World

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Uniform splashing sounds resounded from the earth, ocean, and sky.

Massive amounts of blood are being sprayed out from the holes in the armor of countless insect hive units. The air is filled with a rich scent of blood, and the whole world has become foggy and appears a strange pink color.

This blood did not seep into the land and be wasted. Instead, the moment it flowed out, it was absorbed by the carpet disguised as grass on the ground and poured into the energy network of the insect nest.

The servant-level and beast-level soldier insects on the surface were the first to be dehydrated due to their smallest size.

These soldiers, which range in size from small dogs to motorcycles, are like leeches exposed to the hot sun, shrinking down at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming flat and short.

The water discharge efficiency in their bodies is close to 95%. The originally strong and muscular muscles melt into a ball, and the body armor becomes weak and brittle, like a dry orange peel.

Wow.

Tens of thousands of low-level soldiers and insects fell to the ground like wheat stalks under a combine harvester.

They lay motionless on the ground, their size reduced by nearly three-fifths compared to before, and their carapace faded from a hideous black-red to an ugly black-gray, reminiscent of burned paper.

But they are not dead.

A small amount of osmoprotectant released by the heart acts as blood, protecting a few important organs such as the already small brain and causing them to fall into a dormant state.

In this state, they have no ability to move or resist. Even if it rains from the sky, it will not water them like Selaginella. What the Hive Soldiers lack is energy-rich blood and must be soaked in nutrient solution. Only then can he be resurrected and awakened.

A large number of servant-level and beast-level soldiers fell down uniformly, and their "dead bodies" were scattered all over the mountain.

After that, there are heavy-level and even fortress-level soldiers.

As the main combat unit of the insect nest, the heavy-duty class can even complete the drainage work on its own.

As for the fortress-level soldiers, they are so huge that even their several hearts, which are comparable to the engines of engineering vehicles, cannot pump out all the blood.

As a result, rustling sounds resounded underground, and millions of worker insects emerged from under the germ blanket.

After the insect nest expanded to the star gate world, the types and appearance of the worker insects also changed significantly, and workers with larger sizes and richer functions appeared.

Some worker insects expand in size and grow horns on their heads to perform underground excavation and exploration tasks;

The skeletons of some worker insects become hollow and multiple pairs of wings grow, allowing them to spread spores on carpets over long distances and perform operations at high altitudes;

There are also some worker insects that have evolved into semi-mechanical and semi-biological forms like trucks and airplanes - their mechanical characteristics make them tougher and more durable, while their biological characteristics make them easier to repair.

The appearance of all these is so different that no one can tell at first glance that they belong to the same sect of worker insects. They are divided into two batches. One batch will carry the dehydrated soldier insects to the insect nest base.

The other group assists large units such as the fortress level in dehydration - special worker insects will extend drainage pipe-like organs from their bodies to directly extract the blood from large units in the hive and replace it with osmotic protective fluid.

The whole thing was noisy yet peaceful.

There was the sound of blood splattering between the sky and the earth, the dense footsteps of worker insects crossing the germ carpet, and the roar of engines. However, because there was no verbal communication, these sounds were mixed together, just like white noise in the rainy forest. , comfortable and pleasant to the ear.

Tens of millions of worker insects worked silently, transporting all the dehydrated soldier insects to the insect nest.

Like a mighty river flowing into the ocean.

Li Ang stood at a high altitude and looked down, silently feeling the movement trajectory of each life fluctuation in the divine power network, as if staring at his own complex palm prints.

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"Wrath kills the fool, jealousy kills the obsessed..."

"The light of the wicked shall be extinguished. His fire shall not shine..."

"Do not follow the counsel of the wicked, do not stand in the way of sinners, do not sit in the seat of the scornful..."

Real world, Vatican, St. Peter's Square.

It was getting late and night had arrived, but St. Peter's Square was still bright.

Half a million believers from all over the world gathered in the square. They were men and women, old and young. They wore raincoats, held candles or flashlights, and recited verses from the Bible in a low voice.

Faced with the disaster caused by the killing game, some people choose to raise their hands and give up resistance.

Some people choose to go crazy in the end, abandon morality, and be happy until death.

Some people choose to use faith to resist the despair and pessimism in their hearts.

This is the case for believers in St. Peter's Square. They gather closely and pray under the gaze of 140 saints' statues around the square.

One of them has been here for the longest time, even since the killing game was released more than a year ago. Eating, drinking, and diarrhea are all settled in the Vatican.

The Holy See has no intention of expelling these fanatical believers. In fact, the large influx of people into the Vatican has not had any impact on the daily lives of ordinary residents in the surrounding areas.

Most of the ordinary people in Italy have been moved to the city buildings built by European heavy industry, so those believers who cannot squeeze into St. Peter's Square can live in abandoned houses at will.

What fanaticism, how pious, and how absurd.

A figure shrouded in a black robe silently walked through the crowd.

His face was hidden under the hood, and he could not see clearly. His figure showed a strange transparent color, and he passed directly through the devoutly praying believers without attracting any attention.

The president of the Guild of Demonic Scientists, Side of Truth, appears in St. Peter's Square.

This extraordinary person who is best at playing with souls and summoning demons caused a large number of civilian casualties due to spreading demon summoning rituals more than a year ago.

He is wanted by many guilds, among which the Vatican has the highest reward.

If it were a period of religious trials, any devout believer would be willing to eat his flesh and drink his blood raw...

tread.

The progress of the Side of Truth suddenly stopped. At some point, the 140 saint statues around St. Peter's Square turned their heads silently, staring at him as if they had discovered the invisible man.

"Sir, why are you here?"

Indifferent questioning sounded from the front, and Uriel of the Vatican Inquisition emerged from the void.

Also without being noticed by the surrounding believers, he indifferently questioned the president of the Demonic Scientists Alliance.

The Side of Truth looked up at the other party. Uriel was wearing light golden armor, with lion-like patterns carved on his shoulders and chest.

The flaming sword in his hand is somewhat similar to the Sword of Michael Flame. The most obvious difference is that Uriel's sword hilt is engraved with a scale, while Michael's sword hilt is engraved with a red cross.

"I want to make a deal with you."

The Side of Truth said hoarsely, and before Uriel, who looked sarcastic, could refuse, he took out a piece of dirty, dark brown cloth from the void.

Uriel's eyes froze for an instant. He could feel the strong sacred aura on the piece of cloth. Even all the saints' statues around St. Peter's Square fell silent in front of the piece of cloth.

"The Son's...Shroud..."

"That's right."

The side of truth said hoarsely: "I use this piece of cloth to exchange information from you."

"What information?"

Uriel frowned and said firmly: "We will not share the gods' information with you..."

"No, not a god."

The Side of Truth smiled sadly, "When the Holy See expanded, it swallowed up a large number of traces of the gods' existence and grafted the legends and stories of those gods onto its own religion.

Unfortunately, I also have the documents in your religious database.

What I want is,

Michael's weakness. "

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On the Siberian plains, one armored personnel carrier after another ran over the snow and dead leaves on the road, heading east.

The vehicles were loaded not with soldiers, but ordinary Russian people.

Most of them had their families with them, their faces were blank, and there was a suitcase at their feet. This suitcase contained the most valuable or meaningful belongings in their family.

Brush pull.

There was a constant sound of paper turning in the carriage. A Russian woman lifted the child in her arms and used her free hand to flip through the brochures issued by the Russian government to every family.

The color brochure is only a dozen pages long, with information about another world written on it in printed Russian.

Planet Alskalisan.

That planet has been abandoned and desolate for a long time. It lacks water, the air is slightly toxic, and there are terrifying mutated beasts wandering in the wild. Under any circumstances, it is not a good vacation, tourism, or colonial location.

But, there is no better choice now.

The woman silently turned over the brochure and stared at the dense Russian text on the other side.

[Thirty years ago, our empire disintegrated]

[She has survived tenaciously under the intervention of the fourteen countries, and stood firm in the hail of bullets from one hundred and ninety Japanese armored divisions.

She has a splendid and colorful culture, world-renowned scientific and technological achievements, and powerful weapons that terrify the Western world.

She was once the most innovative country in the world and the most democratic and equal country in the world.

She is called the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics. This name is divorced from geographical and national colors. It is the first union in human history to use a social system as its country name.

Under this alliance, comrades from all over the world, speaking different languages ​​and having different skin colors shake hands with each other and have a heart to heart. They did not know each other existed before, but they can fight for a common goal and a common ideal.

This ideal is not the selfish democracy and freedom proclaimed by modern Western countries.

But altruistic, true liberation—the liberation of working people around the world.

There is no exploitation, no oppression. Under the shining of this flag, the capitalists cannot beat the workers on the back with a whip. On the contrary, they will feel fear and fear. They should feel fear and fear. Every night, I am afraid of the silence outside the window, and I am afraid of my empty neck.

Due to lies and deception, the Soviet Union failed and collapsed, and the blood of tens of millions of heroes was finally replaced by an ancient country.

The territory of the great country has been wantonly dismantled, fighter planes and warships have been sold at a low price. The former heroes died sadly and sadly, and were replaced by clowns who stepped on the stage, acted wantonly and betrayed the national interests.

However, the tragedy will not happen again.

We once again have a new world, where we will build a new future...]

Clang.

The armored vehicle ran over broken tree branches on the roadside, interrupting the woman's reading.

She hugged the baby who was whimpering softly in her arms and looked out of the car blankly.

The scene of the primeval forest disappeared without knowing when. A large number of trees were cut down and removed, leaving a huge open space.

Thousands of identical armored personnel carriers slowed down slowly and parked in the concrete square.

In the distance, there are more than fifty railway tracks and supporting transportation trains.

The radio sounded in this square, and ordinary people who traveled across the Siberian Plain in vehicles got out of their vehicles and followed the instructions to the tent camp.

They will gradually transfer into the Star Gate within three days.

Not just Russians, but also Ukrainians, Estonians, Georgians, Azerbaijan...

All people in the former Soviet Union who are willing to join the New World and accept Russian rule can obtain this ticket to the New World.

Even people who are not from the former Soviet Union can get the opportunity to colonize across the star gate as long as they agree with that concept.

Maybe the new world is bad, maybe they will once again build the empire that makes the world tremble.