Ice apocalypse, I hoard tens of billions of supplies

Gao Changkong retreated with Batu and Gu Man.

The subordinates around Emperor Shi Tian immediately asked anxiously: "Emperor, why did you let him go? That despicable outsider must be hiding something! They ran away without caring about the lives of others, and they should be severely punished!"

Emperor Shitian said with a deep gaze: "Do you still remember that they are outsiders?"

The tone of several subordinates nearby suddenly froze.

That’s right, Gao Changkong is a foreigner.

Even though he became a member of the Eight Clans, he was always ostracized by others among the Eight Clans.

But Gao Changkong is very powerful and has completed many tasks in Bharata excellently.

He is just a mercenary, doing things for money, but there is no need for him to die for Bharata.

So when he ran away, no one could say anything.

After all, Bharata did not give the treatment to his own people either.

"It's just that, is it possible that the deaths of other people are related to them?"

The strange people among the heavens raised doubts.

Emperor Shitian crossed his arms over his chest and said in a confident tone: "It can't be him! He can't do such a beautiful job."

He felt that he knew Gao Changkong very well.

He also felt that Gao Changkong was now a dog that had been expelled by the Huaxu Kingdom and had to depend on them.

How dare a dog go against its master?

……

The city of Karen was once the capital of Fremons.

However, in the last war, the mechanical civilization directly occupied this area and drove away the Pantheon and official high-ranking officials of Fremons.

Fremons believes this is an act of revenge.

At this time in Karen City, the person in charge of guarding here is Demon God B among the ten demon gods.

The city of Karen has disappeared.

The entire city was hollowed out and the ground beneath the ground was dug deep, revealing many historical relics.

But like his other companions, Demon B did not find anything valuable.

They had found several dark rooms like the one Zhang Yi found.

However, such things are not their real purpose.

Demon God B looked at a piece of black metal-like substance sent by his mechanical life form, placed it in his palm, scanned it, and shook his head helplessly.

"Platus, what is this?"

A somewhat confused voice came from the side, and a large round metal head popped out from the right side of Demon B. Its head was twice the size of Demon B, just like a huge lead ball.

Demon B, Platos held it up with his fingers and looked up at the sky.

The grayish-white sun seemed to be dying at any moment, and its thin light shone down, faintly passing through the translucent black metal block.

“It’s just the dust of history.”

As he spoke, he threw the black metal in his hand directly to the metal ball head next to him.

"All our efforts have been in vain. They are not where we thought they were. As expected, using our level of civilization to measure the existence of a god-level civilization is as ridiculous as a bug trying to measure the depths of the ocean."

The metal ball head took the black metal and looked happy.

He stood up with a "boom!", and his body was twice as big as the demon god B Pratos.

Apart from the funny spherical head, he has a tall and sturdy body, and his body is covered with extremely thick black armor.

"Carragher."

Platos looked at the spherical head that was happily playing with the metal block, and suddenly asked:

"How do you feel about the current situation?"

Pratos asked, staring at Karag.

Carragher looked at Platos blankly, then laughed without thinking, but that laughter was also a metallic sound.

"I feel great to be with Pratos!"

"But I must keep an eye on Platos, otherwise one day you might suddenly disappear and I won't be able to see you again."

He lowered his head as if he was a little disappointed. “Camlotte, Moncabella, Angelotti… they were all like that. They disappeared suddenly.”

Platos was silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer Carragher's question.

He raised his head and looked into the distance. There were busy mechanical life forms everywhere. They were cleaning up the soil and construction waste here according to orders, and then continued to dig deep into the earth.

Platos' order was over.

Because there is no point in continuing to dig, what they want to find is not under the land in the core area of ​​​​the human kingdom.

But until they receive new orders, they will continue to act according to the last order until their energy is exhausted.

"Carragher."

Platos suddenly spoke.

Carragher: “Hmm?”

He looked at Platos, his brother, curiously.

"Do you long to see them again? I mean, Canlotti, Moncabella, Angelotti, and all that."

Carragher's eyes, the two red crystals embedded in the spherical head suddenly burst into light.

"Of course I do! With them around, there will be more people to play with me!"

Platos turned around and said calmly: "As long as the chips that record their memories are implanted into other mechanical life forms, they can show the same temperament as your friends."

"Do you think this is a good idea?"

"However, they only live in the past and have no future. They cannot grow with you. When you touch upon an area they do not understand," he pointed at the mechanical life forms, "they will become down like these guys."

"Do you want a partner like this?"

Carragher suddenly covered his head, his eyes flickering: "It's so complicated, too complicated! Carragher can't figure it out."

Platos remained silent, but seeing his confused brother, he reached out and stroked his arm.

"We will find the answer. Carragher! You won't always be like this. As long as we find the answer, our civilization can continue. You will get many new companions, and you won't be alone with me like in the past."

"But before that," Platos turned his head slowly, looked into the distance, and said in an extremely calm tone: "Let's solve the current problem first."

Two hundred kilometers away from here.

Ten large transport planes slowly descended from the sky. After the hatches opened, parachutes dropped one heavy artillery after another.

Soon, a huge corps of heavy artillery was deployed on the ground.

In the sky, fighter jets carrying huge missiles are ready to attack at any time.

Fremons' offensive force has arrived at the battlefield.

As local troops, they have an advantage that other troops cannot achieve, and that is that they can mobilize all the military forces of Fremons!

In this huge battlefield, it would be extremely foolish for Fremons' soldiers to collide with those steel bodies.

However, these powerful heavy artillery pieces are improved versions after the end of the world. Although they are extremely heavy and difficult to move, they are excellent weapons for positional warfare.

And to make up for the defect of being difficult to move, their firepower and range far exceed those of the old-fashioned artillery in peacetime.

Led by the three giants of the Pantheon, [Goddess of Winter] Morana, [God of Thunder] Alexi, and [God of the Moon] Jusselberg, thousands of elite Krufa warriors appeared in the wind and snow fully armed!

These soldiers were tightly wrapped in combat uniforms, exuding a strong murderous aura.

Every Krufa warrior crawled out of a pile of dead bodies. Without a lot of blood on his hands, he could not become the elite among the elite of Fremons.

"Karen City," Morana stood at the forefront of the battle formation, staring at the ruins of the city that had long been razed to the ground, "We are back!"

In the sky, multiple satellites also have a clear grasp of the movements of the mechanical army in the Karen City area.

At the command center in Samaran City, the three giants, Potaka, Vladimir and Aliyev, were personally in charge and commanded the war.

This battle is their battle to retake the capital!

Now that the other demons have been dispersed by alien troops from other countries, this is when the defense of Karen City is at its weakest.

They wanted to take back the city of Karen in one fell swoop, even if only ruins remained.

But what Fremons wanted was their glory! Defeating the mechanical army head-on and taking back what belonged to them would prevent them from becoming a laughing stock in the international community.

Marshal Aliyev was in charge of the war command.

He stood on the command platform, holding the edge of the platform with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "The artillery and air force will take the lead in launching carpet bombing on the target area! Use all the ammunition and do our best to kill the enemy's living forces."

"After that, the ground troops will enter the scene to finish off the fight!"

Morana said coldly: "Received."

Aliyev lowered his head and said to Morana seriously: "The control of Sky 1 is handed over to you. You can mobilize it when necessary."

Cangkong-1 is a powerful weapon similar to the Huaxu Kingdom’s space-based weapons.

Launched by Fremons' Sky Satellite Network, it can be shot directly from low-Earth orbit to the ground of Fremons at an extremely high speed.

It is one of the most threatening weapons to Ipsilon-class targets.

If used properly, its effect can sometimes be even better than that of Death of Love.

"receive."

Morana's tone remained cold.

When the Fremons troops appeared, the mechanical civilization had already noticed it.

With their civilization and technology, a troop movement of this scale could not have escaped their eyes.

The entire mechanical army entered a state of combat readiness.

Morana led the alien troops and rushed to the battlefield.

At the same time, the entire artillery unit, as well as the fighter planes carrying heavy missiles in the sky, began a fierce artillery bombardment!

The roar resounded throughout the snowy field, and the shells formed dense streaks of light in the air, heading straight into the sky, then drawing a beautiful arc in the air and falling towards the position of the Mechanical Legion.

The Mechanical Legion was also ruthless. The mechanical life forms fired powerful laser cannons to shoot down the dense missiles in the air.

Rows of tank-like mechanical lifeforms set up camp on the ground, then raised their guns and began to counterattack.

At this time, it was a moonless night.

But the sky was already illuminated, and it was brighter than daytime.

In the first round of the war, one of the most powerful beings in the human kingdom launched a fierce attack on the army of mechanical civilization.

Platos looked at the bright light in the sky calmly, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

He just calmly reported the situation in Karen City to the Six-Winged King.

"We found no entrance here."

"Really? I see, but it's within expectations."

"Well, maybe we were wrong from the beginning. The key to whether we can find a god-level civilization is not for us to find it, but for them to allow us to find it."