I changed the timeline with the game

If this blood polymer is allowed to complete the integration.

Then its level can be at least to the superior of the second -order silver.

Even the "mother's nest" of the pollution center at the beginning of the third -order field. "

Hearing her saying that.

Lentel subconsciously licked her bright red lips:

"What is the danger?"

"For ordinary people, it can be called an extinction crisis."

Klosan pushed her round -frame glasses and added another sentence:

"But for you.

It is an excellent salary. "

now.

In this sewer deeply declining the dying of the Signo Province due to the disaster.

A survivor camp hidden in the style of scrapped punk style.

The camp consists of various abandoned buildings and the broken walls, as if it has been eroded by disaster, leaving only loneliness and ruins.

The defensive work made of iron wire mesh and layers of steel was extremely cold, revealing the vigilance and helplessness of external danger.

The gas lights hanging on the low sky in the camp are dim and cold, reflecting the fatigue and slightly decadent face of the survivors.

The mechanical noise of steam punk has been lowered in the sewer pipe, and even sometimes it is not as good as dripping water sounds, and the roar from the distance from the distance.

Inside the camp.

The survivors are wrapped in dilapidated waste soil style clothing.

The vast majority of people only hold their own supplies.

Even some people sit in the corner with their eyes with their own relics, and there are still tears in the corner of the eyes.

They shrank under the cold light.

Watching the world that was extremely strange in front of me.

Even the heavy steam guard's heavy steel armor of the once -scenes was spread all over deep traces of damage.

"Old York, help me repair the shoulder armor."

A slightly low female voice sounded in a tent of the sewer.

She used the scarred right hand to put a steel shoulder armor on the table not far from the steam engine.

Bang!

The steel shoulder armor smashed on the table and made a heavy noise.

Just listen to the sound.

Many people can perceive its weight.

But this is just a part of the steam guard wearing armor.

Lao Yueke held the huge fire tongs of plastic steel in high temperature, and after putting the tongs aside.

He turned his head to see the equipment that needed maintenance.

The old iron craftsman who only wore a vest sweat sighed:

"Xie Li, you are still young.

These things should not be carried by you.

not to mention..."

He stopped talking.

But the young female guard of the steam guard understood the meaning of the old artister to express.

She revealed a look of fragile and implicit expression:

"If I don't go.

Who can save us?

Relying on his own difficulty, has the capital that has completely abandoned Siegno's province?

Still saying.

Kneel on the ground and pray for the so -called god of pity. "

Her words are full of unwillingness and despair.

In this sewer full of decaying and death, the survivors formed a fragile shelter.

Alex Sandra-Forais Sheli is a member of the Steam Guard.

She is only a fifteen -year -old girl who takes off her heavy armor.

Xie Li is a member of the Steam Guard. At the moment of the disaster, the disaster came to save the civilians.

At the same time, in order to cover the damn nobles, in a confrontation with the zombies, all her teammates sacrificed, and only she survived.

Her right arm was severely bitten, leaving a wound that could not heal. Every day, she had to endure the pain of pain.

only.

Even so.

In this dark and faint sewer, Xie Li also needs to work hard to fight against the invasion of the mutants with the survivors.

They used abandoned steam facilities and remnant weapons to do their best to protect this last refuge.

However, a more terrifying existence is approaching quietly.

It was a monster called "flesh polymer". They used zombies as food and continued to devour and evolve.

This was the news that the former Captain Green, the captain of the former Guifu Hong Kong Steam Guards, lost a few days ago.

Its emergence caused the survivors who were already at stake into a more desperate situation.

Face the upcoming decisive battle.

She knows that this battle may be her last farewell,

The old blacksmith kept silent.

He couldn't give the answer.

The body supported by barely with the right legs of the right leg cannot participate in the battle.

It is already the last thing to be able to knock on the high -temperature stove and forge to repair those damaged armor.

He handed out the long -used steam driving melting furnace giant sword.

"Take it, maybe kill that monster, the disaster is over."

The old blacksmith knew that what he said was pale.

It is even incompetent.

But now.

This is the only comfort he can give.

In the desperate situation, humans always want to find the possibility of hope.

Even if it's just a ray of light.

only.

This is the country of Yongye

(The Land of the Eternal Night)

Eternal Night shrouded.

Shelly nodded, she silently put on the scarred metal helmet, put the steam giant sword on her back, and walked towards the door of the shelter with heavy steps.

Many people saw her heavy figure and remained silent in the desperate atmosphere.

Except for the two younger guards who stayed behind.

The remaining nine guards of the Steam Guards have gathered at the door.

They headed towards the location given by Captain Billin before the toxicity took effect.

Even if.

With such a pitiful single-digit number of nine steam guards, they probably couldn't splash a ripple in the tide of mutants.

On the other side.

After detecting the location of the black tide flesh and blood aggregate through the life signal monitoring equipment of Krosan.

Su Wen calmly adjusted his black top hat.

Then he walked there with them.

After casually dealing with the mutants along the way.

He raised the lantern and looked into the distance and saw his destination.

In the eternal night.

The decaying building in the steampunk style stood in the deserted city.

The walls of the building had long been broken, and the huge steel body exuded a cold chill under the illumination of the lantern ring in the distance.

Some of the windows there were still tightly closed, and only a few shaky gas lamps were left flashing strange lights in the distance.

A low humming sound echoed inside the building, as if it was the pulse of a huge machine.

Gradually.

Accompanied by the resonance of the psychic spectrum.

He heard heavy sounds coming from several floors there from the deep shadows.

It seemed that some behemoth was moving slowly.

Krosan opened her laptop and typed quickly on the keyboard with both hands.

And in the night.

The laptop screen in front of her kept flashing alternating red warning lights and yellow data analysis:

"Heh

Such a highly active and huge black tide aggregate.

It's almost the same as the "silt" at the bottom of the Lost Sea.