The Sunnese Empire, the "Sand District" in the quiet highland, the underground camp of the Giant Church.

The three-day intensive artillery bombing of the empire caused all the three major churches to adopt a passive contraction and defense attitude, especially the Giant Church and the Hope Church, which were the first to bear the brunt.

After all, no matter how powerful the Lost is and how strong the magic power is, they still seem very difficult and at a loss in the face of this technological fire that is far beyond nature.

Just now, he staggered from the ground with a burning smell into a passage full of metal pipes, a scent of rust and rot, various messy instruments and medicines. The main cardinal of the Giant Church "Change" had no time to sort out the old mechanical armor that he did not fit in. He just relied on the mottled and wet bluestone wall to breathe a few breaths. With the sound of bombing of combat planes from outside, he walked quickly down the almost empty stairs without stopping.

There were only a few dim gas lamps that flashed from time to time in the dim stairwell. I don’t know how long I walked, but finally, a giant steel gate nearly ten meters high appeared in front of his vision.

After a little tidying up, the "Wish Concentration" began to surge in the magic power that was not much reserved in the body to help relieve one's breathing.

After two or three seconds, his body finally calmed down, and he inserted the "Mad Bear" series of pistols in his hand into the holster at his waist, and took out a piece of triangular building block made of gold from his arms, with dazzling and dazzling triangular blocks carved from the front.

Looking at the giant gate in front of him, which was like a sacred tall knight guarding the long night, "Ningyuan" showed a long-lost smile of relief.

Immediately afterwards, he clenched his fist with his right hand and plucked his strength toward the iron gate.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

"What is the explanation for confusion?" A green voice came from behind the door, in response to the rush and unceremonious knocking.

"The long night searching for hope is fruitless, and finally staring at the abyss with crimson." "Ning Wan" blurted out without hesitation.

Immediately, an unbearable "sharp" sound passed by, and the Giant Gate was slowly pushed open.

Soon, a young man in sheepskin, covered in dirt on his face, and covered in worn linen clothes appeared in front of him.

Before "Ningyuan" could speak, the young man bowed to him first and said with apology:

"Sir, please forgive me. The battle situation has changed so quickly recently. We have lost more than a dozen camps in succession. As a last resort, the Pope ordered the restoration of the previous codeword. Of course, this is also for safety reasons."

"Can understand." "Chang Wan" did not blame him, and expressed his understanding:

"This is also the reason why several adults hurriedly called me to attend the 'Giant God's Regular Meeting'. Originally, our pope was particularly afraid of us cardinals and wished we could die under the guns of humans, but now... their ugly 'giant monsters' need me."

"Cardin... Lord Cardinal, you may not be suitable for commenting on the leaders of the church like this. In order to resist the attack of mankind, except for weapons such as "Fire of Heavenly Punishment" that are not good for both sides, Cardinal in Red and Cardinal in Purple has used all the power they can imagine.

It’s just a pity that the empire has developed a lot of technology left over from the Cruzd Empire, and we can’t see any dawn of victory at all.” The young man said, lowering his head slightly, and a hint of dullness appeared in his brown eyes.

"Do you know what power we have used?" "Ningyuan" raised his lips, showing a sarcastic smile, reached out to hold the young man's shoulder, and said bitterly.

"We have also obtained a lot of basic guns, small-caliber grenade guns, and mortars. We have also equipped the new armor of the "Empire-03" and "Empire-05" developed by humans." The young man replied seriously.

"What else?" "Ningyuan" seemed not satisfied with this and asked.

"More than two thousand elite lost people at the 'Step 5' level, more than twenty intermediate professions, and several senior professions who are superbly harnessed by magical power." The young man continued to answer, but under the seemingly gentle pressure of "Ning Wan", he did not dare to raise his head and look straight at the pale face and his resentful, sapphire-like eyes.

"These are certainly not enough, but I cannot share the specific data with you. I think you are at most a believer to reach the level of a monk. Your body is blood-red and still a little fishy. Are you not afraid of attracting flies?" "Ningyuan" smiled wickedly, patted the young man's shoulder hard, and then put his hand down.

"Fly, fly..." the young man murmured, looking at the "Ningyuan" who slowly paced past him, he sighed, raised his head and said in a slightly hoarse voice, holding his tears:

"It would be great if there were flies circling here. In this way, those 'loes vultures', 'silent rush', 'heartless cockroach', and even the 'silent werewolf' that appeared in the dark at night would not eat the body of my teammates. You are right, Lord Cardinal, I only have the level of a monk. I understand what you mean. With my level, I am not qualified to be a gatekeeper in the underground camp, but now those who can walk from the battlefield are of the highest level except those high-quality 'adults'."

"What!" "Ningyuan" exclaimed, and he turned around and stared at the young man with strange, angry, and disbelief. He immediately grabbed the collar of the young man's linen shirt with both hands and questioned:

"You didn't lie to me, right? You can't deceive me, right? When I left a few days ago, we were still expanding in the quiet highlands, occupying more than a dozen human strongholds in succession, and everything was developing in a direction that was beneficial to us. I lost a 'front district camp', but it was just a tentative counterattack of human beings. Besides, I saved my compatriots from the Dark Night Church and captured the 'Red Magic Source' youth that the three major churches had always dreamed of winning over."

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"There is no reason, this is the fact." Faced with the "wishness" approaching hysterical, the young man calmed down. "We did not get it, nor did we have time to reach the "magic cover" skill of the Hope Church. Most of our ground strongholds are built near roads without shelter protection, so they will naturally become the empire's primary target."

"On the first day, we killed more than 1,000 lost people, the second day was about 800, and on the third day, we lost more than 1,500 people in total. Fortunately, half of us retreated to the "Sand District" yesterday. Not only did we have our underground fortress, but we also had the cover of sandstorms on the ground. The bombing effect of imperial artillery and fighter jets was not obvious, so we lost more than 200 people. Perhaps, Cardinal, if you come back later, I am afraid that even one-third of our compatriots will be left."

"So tragic..." Hearing the death number, the "Wishing" was stunned in an instant. He took down his hands dullly, took back half a step, and looked at the strangely calm young man in front of him with disbelief.

One of his eyes quickly turned red, and he felt a strong flame in his abdomen about to gush out. The fangs in his mouth grew rapidly, and his hands were covered with dark mist.

His mouth twitched, trying to roar something angrily, his body swelled faintly, as if he was about to rush out of the shackles of the armor.

But a few seconds later, the golden triangle blocks in his hand emitted a dazzling light.

Immediately afterwards, countless tiny silver-white "little snakes" with their electric tails hovered over the head of "Ningyuan", like a confused mosquito that could not find the target to suck blood.

Rotating around the top of his head, the "little snake" speeded up faster. After another two or three seconds, they actually drilled into the nasal cavity of "Changing the Vow", making him quickly calm down.

"It is tragic, although tragic, we should also look forward. If we cannot fight against human technology with traditional magic and extraordinary power, we still have gods." "Ningyuan" sighed and slapped his head with a little chaotic feeling.

As the light brought by the "little snake" disappeared, his body suddenly returned to its previous state, as if the state before all the "changes" just now was just an illusion under mania, which seemed very unreal.

After feeling that after I was clear about my mind, "Ningyou" did not get too entangled with the young man in front of me, and walked straight to the deeper part of the camp.

After crossing a narrow floating bridge suspended above the underground river with a smell of rust, I walked along the stone brick path covered with slippery moss and walked along the very uneven mud road for nearly ten minutes, "Ningyuan" finally saw the very familiar "core sentry".

The underground camp of the Giant Church is not small in size, and its interior is already very close to the rivers and lakes in the central area of ​​the quiet highlands.

The big guys who built the camp then were unwilling to continue digging deeper after digging underground rivers. After all, the central area of ​​the highland is closer to the divine realm of the "Daughter of Mechanical Yuan". If humans or losers who have not been fully prepared suddenly touched the power of the gods, if they were not chosen by nature, they would immediately escape into madness and end their lives.

Unfortunately, with the permission of the Giant Pope, the underground camp was restricted to the area dug into the underground river and did not expand later.

The road from the ground to Jumen is called the "Path of Darkness". The steel Jumen has no name and is usually called the "First Post".

Deeper, the office, residence and weapon reserves of Giant Church members are called "core posts". There are three of them in total, and they are particularly important because they touch the real core area.

The "Core-A" sentry is followed by an open area surrounded by cement walls. It is usually used for training and combat tests of the Lost People in the Giant Church. Although many areas are divided, after long-term placement, the boundaries between areas are not clear, and no one cares about it over time.

The "Core-B" sentry is behind the living area of ​​the members of the Giant Church. In the past ten seconds after "Ning Want" took the simple "iron cage" elevator to "climb" up, he turned to the net-format rooms, and there were few lost people entering and leaving, which seemed to confirm the statement of the young man at the door.

After walking through the "Core-C" sentry that restricts entry and exit from the iron fence gate, he was more comfortable to take the wide rectangular elevator that was like imprisoning a large beast and went down half a minute before he finally arrived at the "Sublimation Office Area", the most core area of ​​the entire Giant Church.

It is said that this place was originally a cave, but was transformed by a young man with cement, masonry and other materials. After expansion, it formed a core area that was difficult to be attacked by artillery fire and was secret enough.

Because the boy had a "sublimation gene" that surpassed the extraordinary and was not adapted to the humid, dark and depressing environment underground, he died here three months after the "office area" was built. In order to commemorate him, the giant Pope named it here after "sublimation".

After checking the last code and confirming the identity of the "Cardinal Cardinal", Ningyuan pushed the door and walked into a relatively spacious room that had been repaired very regularly through the corridor full of the lost.

He stood behind various large crowds of people of different appearances, and through the gap, he paid attention to the giant pope sitting on the silver throne not far away, wearing a gold-edged robe.

With a heavy sigh, his eyes were attracted by a tall "monster" on the left of the Pope.

Adjusting the position, "Ningyi" looks at it through a larger gap. The man is about three meters tall and looks very restrained in the crowded room.

His body was covered with a black cloak dragged to the ground, and a pair of giant hands exposed outside were covered with dense cracks, showing a dark red background, which looked like a hot lava divided into several pieces.

Looking upward, the red head, which was not covered with a cape hoodie, had four pairs of "ox horns" arranged in irregular arrangements. The top of his head was covered with hair, but when he looked closely, the hair was much thicker than that of humans, similar to braided hemp ropes.

At the same time, his ears were very sharp, very similar to the elves of one of the eighteen races active on the continent in the first era.

He is the main cardinal, a "lifeless" who is much higher than the "Changing Vow". His huge body and red and hard skin give him strong vitality.

There is a motto that belongs to him in the Giant Church: "'No life' will not encounter death, he is death himself."

After walking back and forth, holding his chin and thinking for a few minutes, "Wusheng" looked at the giant pope and said in a thick, trembling voice:
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