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Retreating to the side of the street, Huangpu Xin carefully observed and found that the buildings here were strikingly similar to those of Kunyu City, except that many civilian residential buildings and many details did not match, so he couldn't be sure for the time being. As far as the eye could see, the tall and majestic city wall of Kunyu City was exactly the same, just in black and white.
Oh no, I thought that coming in would be a place for cultivation, or at worst a seal, but who would have thought it was a city inside. If that remnant soul is mixed in with the crowd, not to mention an hour, it's probably impossible to find for a year!
Moreover, Cao Mang said to be careful and to come out as soon as possible, but in reality? If I don't get the so-called "answer," I'm afraid my life will be in danger... Huangpu Xin couldn't help muttering, "Ah, in the end, I'm still too weak..."
"Ruo? Wo? Ruo? What's weakened? What's weakened?" Suddenly, a voice sounded from all directions.
Suddenly, the street in front of me was empty, and Huangpu Xin's pupils shrank. He was about to run away, but found himself held in place by an invisible force!
However, what puzzled him was that the stiffness only lasted for a moment before automatically releasing, and he was about to walk away after a moment of confusion. However, before he could turn around, he was surrounded by a half-gray shadow.
It's a real "squeeze," as if the city is already filled with some kind of soft-bodied creature, wrapping Huangpu Xin inside. But what's around? Huangpu Xin looked around and saw nothing, feeling a sinking feeling in his heart, thinking that this "thing" is not as good as the strange creature outside. At least that one has a physical form, this one without a physical form is even more difficult to deal with...
"Uh? You little barbarian, how can you be so huge? Even the immobilization spell can't hold you."
Huangpu Xin came to his senses, and in the shadow in front of Huangpu Xin, the space suddenly distorted, and then a fluffy soft body expanded from small to large, and then twitched a few times in different directions, as if it took a lot of effort, and finally formed an ordinary male human face with no distinctive features.
"Who are you?" Huangpu Xin cautiously tightened his grip on the sword handle.
"I... I am... I am, am, am..."
The face froze, stuttering.
"I am Chen... Chen Zaitian? No, no, you're not! I am, I am Chen Zaitian, I am!" The face contorted and expanded, from the size of a human head to the size of a millstone in the blink of an eye.
Huangpu Xin I thought I could communicate with this eerie thing, but I didn't expect the first sentence to touch on some unspeakable taboo, triggering such a change.
Almost instinctively, he swung his sword forward, and the rusty sword in his hand, as if in response, shed its rusted and decayed parts, emitting a dim glow that pierced the surrounding gray soft-bodied monsters.
"Ah!!!"
The monster let out a miserable scream and retreated like a tide, leaving a disc behind with a "clang" sound.
Huangpu Xin was stunned by the sudden change and dared not move.
It wasn't until the "people" on the street became vague again that Huangpu Xin quickly picked up the stone disc from the ground.
The disc felt heavy in hand, despite being made of stone. Its edges were rough, but the central part was as smooth as a mirror. Upon closer inspection, the smooth part formed the shape of a handprint.
Placing the stone disc at his feet, Huangpu Xin drew his sword. The blade and hilt were still covered in rust, as if the shining divine sword had just been a figment of his imagination.
"Maybe it's just an illusion..."
Huangpu Xin frowned, not knowing the cause and effect, and could only go to places where clues might be hidden to search, the mansions of the four major families, the city lord's mansion, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance branch hall...
After determining the direction, Huangpu Xin headed towards the nearest city lord's mansion.
"....AE86, report the situation! Repeat, AE86, report the situation!"
"We have encountered unnatural disturbances, with a large-scale paralysis of military equipment. Requesting to return to the mother ship. Repeat, we have encountered unnatural disturbances, with a large-scale paralysis of military equipment. Requesting to return to the mother ship."
"Requesting rejection! Continuing the mission! I repeat, requesting rejection! Continuing the mission!"
"Received, received!"
Zi zi zi zi~
"Damn it, the equipment is all messed up. Are they asking my men to go die? son of a bitch, the command and technical departments are all useless!" A Western-looking soldier with a stubbly beard and a face full of muscles was cursing while unloading the exoskeleton and equipment.
"Be cautious!... Carry out the order, Captain," The middle-aged man with white hair next to him seemed to be the soldier's superior.
"...Yes." The soldier suppressed the urge to pout, spat to the side, and said, "Yes."
The middle-aged man with salt-and-pepper hair is the commander of one of the ground teams in the Zhengyi Kingdom operation, John Cena. And this soldier is John's nephew, Paul Cena.
The excitement and trepidation they felt when they first received the orders have long since vanished, as their fleet of sky carriers lost all contact with the Zhengyi Kingdom headquarters shortly after arriving in Sun Country.
Fortunately, they learned from certain channels that communication in various countries on the eastern continent had also been lost. This means that the leaders of several small teams are now the highest commanders, and the next actions can only be decided by the teams themselves.
At this moment, John and his team are hiding in the residential area outside of Sun City.
Looking at the ancient capital in front of him, the excitement in his heart surged again: very soon, we will be able to take control of this, no, the entire Sun Country... These foolish foreigners have no idea what kind of existence they are facing, they will all bow down... no, they will all become slaves of my master!
However, the noisy sound of the mech being unloaded behind him brought him back to reality.
"Bolton, have you investigated the recent disturbance?" John asked, glancing at the adjutant who had just stood at the door.
The deputy named Bolton immediately replied, "Reporting to the commander, the fluctuation has destroyed almost all of our fully automatic equipment, including 'Linked Arms,' 'Bird's Eye View,' and... and..."
John's expression changed, as if he sensed something. "There's nothing that can't be said, go ahead."
"....Yes. The god-given 'sacred armament' has also been damaged," Bolton replied solemnly.
"How could this happen! God is all-powerful..." Paul Cena exclaimed.
Ping! Click!
It was Paul's face that was hit by Commander John Cena's flying knee, embedding him in the wooden door.
"God is never omnipotent," John Cena warned expressionlessly. "You should remember The Ten Commandments, not speak without thinking."
Immediately, regardless of the nephew's injuries, he turned to his deputy and said, "There is no need to block the news. This kind of catastrophe affecting the entire planet must be due to some of us not being loyal enough, a test given to us by God. Naturally, in this disaster, we cannot receive God's help."
"I understand." Bolton's deputy left, taking Paul Cena with him.
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