I Can Magically Change the Black Technology

The servants of the Immortal Lord are sweeping the entire city of Tokyo.

Tens of millions of people in Tokyo saved by the light and shadow hunters and the screen hunters are suffering horrific massacres.

Those seeds are sucked into the human body by the wind, and they can take root and sprout in less than a minute, and the rooted human beings are like soil, and will soon be squeezed out of all nutrients and become this horrible plant A part of the world, from which more seeds are born, every now and then.

Those flying blood-colored petals and seeds filled the sky and the earth, even covering the entire sky.

In just ten minutes, at least one million people died in Tokyo.

Scarlet flowers are blooming everywhere in the entire Tokyo city.

Su Chen smashed the experimental spaceship with all his strength, and the limited federal troops followed closely. The city of Tokyo was too big and there were too many people. No one could save them. The only thing that greeted them was death.

Some people died while fleeing, some people hugged their families tightly when they died, and the plants that grew out were twisted flowers of connection. The flames burned angrily in this terrifying blood-colored sea of ​​flowers.

Men, women, old people, children, babies...

Wherever the servants of the evil gods go, there is only death.

And these evil gods, these so-called servants, were actually human beings themselves, but now, they are slaughtering everywhere for the so-called King Qin, without mercy, and the twisted madness in them is almost chilling.

Even people help Tandan people to kill, what hope is there in this world?

No one can answer Su Chen's question, because at that moment, with the light and shadow being killed, the blood-colored world flooded in, and the dark energy of Su Chen's body was instantly activated. This is a soft attack, dense The seed was not offensive, but as long as it was inhaled, Su Chen would be hit.

The dark energy overlapped and strangled these seeds in mid-air. The other two of the eight facilities behind Su Chen rose again, changed their functional forms, and began to spit out flames. Su Chen's figure accelerated in mid-air again. He heard Nakajima Hana Yin's last request, but he couldn't fulfill it. Compared with the millions of people here, taking down the Tandan people is more important.

And in mid-air, nearly a hundred puppetized third castes are re-establishing a new direction by taking advantage of Su Chen's killing of the light and shadow just now, and they are standing in front of Su Chen. Su Chen is still struggling in the sea of ​​flowers. Formed an array in mid-air, the dark energy interweaves and increases, and the entire line is surrounded and killed!

Su Chen's battle armor was shattered, and the cruel bloody world was reflected in his pupils, but he did not flinch, did not hesitate, and the eight facilities were lined up, the shoulder cannon, the shock knife and the magic seedling knife were tightly held in his hands, roaring head on.

The Tokyo Federation troops that stormed the crashed spaceship were beaten back for the fifth time, and the battlefield on that side was even covered in blood.

The number of deaths in the Tokyo Federal Garrison is increasing at a terrifying rate every minute. In the command center, several senior officers have already asked Shinichi Hamasaki for a temporary withdrawal.

Commander Hamasaki, we can't stand it anymore. If we continue to fight, our 316th Division of the Tokyo Garrison will be wiped out.

If we don't retreat now, we don't even have a chance to retreat.

Let's retreat, we will hold a place and wait for the reinforcements to arrive.

There are still so many ordinary survivors in Tokyo, let's evacuate...

It is impossible for us to take down that spaceship. We stormed for seven minutes...seven minutes...we only advanced ten meters, but nearly 10,000 people died...

Commander Hamasaki! Chief Hamasaki! Let's withdraw... Let's withdraw...

Hamasaki Shinichi turned his back to the crowd, stood on the huge central control screen, and looked at the screen of the entire Tokyo theater sent back from it with his hands behind his back. In the screen of the whole city divided by grids, various places in Tokyo City, Chiyoda District, Chuo District, Minato City, Bunkyo District, Shinjuku District, and Sumida District are full of death. In every picture, there is only death. Residents all over the city have no escape and no way to hide. The seeds come lingering, filling the space, watching distorted blood-colored rhizomes and flower buds grow out of my arms, belly, eyes, and mouth.

In all of Tokyo, only the surrounding area of ​​the Skytree Tower has not been invaded by the sea of ​​flowers for unknown reasons. A large number of survivors have even begun to gather there consciously, but that is meaningless, death is blooming everywhere, and those who can run under the Skytree Tower , after all, is a small part.

And on the two screens in the center, one of them is the spaceship battlefield that fell to the ground in the Shinjuku area. Countless federal fighters are launching a desperate attack on the spaceship, but the plant world of the eternal lord's servant is already approaching. After taking shape, huge blood-colored vines connect the buildings and streets, and between the blood-colored vines, there are all kinds of strange and terrifying plants. Some of them can spray extremely penetrating dark energy shells, and some can spray strong acid. Corrosive liquid, and more seeds rolled down the street like bloody stalls, charging towards the federal front.

The federal soldiers on the front line had no way of dodging. They could only resist the charge and charge a certain distance before mutating. During the charge, some soldiers even mutated into strange flowers, and then were beaten back terribly.

The weird plants they smashed and torn can quickly regenerate through the nutrients from the corpses on the ground. Even when they are bathed in the waves of white phosphorus bombs, those vines and weird plants are also swaying loudly in the flames.

This kind of battle has exceeded the tolerance limit of the soldiers. The federation has been united for a hundred years and has been in peace for a long time. The federal soldiers in Tokyo have not accepted the baptism of changes during this period. Facing such an enemy, the battlefield is almost about to collapse. .

Watching this scene, Hamasaki Shinichi said with difficulty: Retreat... retreat across the board...

Several officers in the headquarters who asked for orders were immediately overjoyed, and the order was quickly delivered to the battlefield, and the soldiers almost retreated in defeat.

Looking at this picture, Shinichi Hamasaki could hardly control himself, and moved his gaze upwards to another screen in the center.

Above that is the silver figure.

He was still charging in the sky, the target has not changed from the beginning to the end, it is still the escape pods in the sky.

But he was also trapped, with no helpers, alone, facing the attack of nearly a hundred third-caste servants and the servants of the Immortal Lord who was about to control Tokyo, even if he took the shortest time to solve the fourth Caste, it's also impossible...to go one step further.

He couldn't retreat either, he could only fight to the death. For him, if he failed, he would die. Shinobu Hamasaki thought that maybe he was also waiting for the reinforcements from the Federation to arrive to help him.

And in the higher sky, behind the bloody sky, those escape pods are being reassembled and put together at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters.

Although Hamasaki Shinichi didn't quite understand what was going on here, how could he fail to see that the favorable situation created by the silver-armored figure just now and the previous annihilation energy was being regained, and he was falling into the bottomless abyss.

How long until reinforcements arrive?

Who else can make a move at this moment?

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