People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Xingxiong stood there, deeply moved.

In order not to embarrass the Guards, he really did... I cried my ass off... What the hell!

"Amiya, where is Qi Yan going?" Xingxiong looked at Amiya and the others who were calm and composed, and said with a look on his face, "Our strongest fighter has escaped!"

Amiya waved her hands and explained:

"Mr. Qi Yan wasn't with us originally. He had a separate mission to complete... But don't worry. We still have Miss Qi Lin."

"I'm a medical operator."

Qi Lin did not hesitate to dismantle the show.

Amiya opened her mouth, wanting to explain that Rhodes Island's medical operators were not doctors in the traditional sense.

In the end, she chose to remain silent.

Miss Qi Lin, after Mr. Qi Yan left, things became a little difficult to get along with.

At this time, the doctor coughed lightly and reminded:

"I think it would be better if we go after Officer Chen."

Xingxiong reacted and immediately took the lead and started rushing in the direction Chen left.

But soon, more and more Integration Movement members heard the news and rushed to the scene, constantly blocking the two teams' progress.

"No, if we continue like this, we will be dragged down by the Integration Movement."

Xingxiong kicked down the load-bearing wall in front of him, causing the collapsed house to block a route for the integration movement.

Then she looked at Amiya and the others and said in a deep voice:

"Your Rhodes Island team is more flexible, and..."

"I know, Officer Xingxiong. The further we go in, the more active Originium there will be. Let us infected people go deeper alone."

Amiya took the initiative to take over the conversation and quickly assigned the tasks: "Officer Xingxiong, please stay here to attract firepower. I will lead the team to search for Officer Chen in depth."

"Thank you."

Xingxiong nodded, and the triangular shield named "Prajna" in his hand rotated, knocking away all the surrounding integrated movements and successfully clearing a passage.

Amiya did not hesitate and led the team to quickly escape from the battle circle.

On the other side, Qi Yan was walking alone in the ruins of Qie City, holding the terminal navigation in one hand and playing with the active source stone he had just picked up in the other.

Soon, as the navigation ended, he raised his head and looked forward.

From the desolate scene, one can vaguely see that this should have been an industrial area of ​​considerable size in the past.

But now that the building has collapsed, huge Originium crystals are growing wantonly in the ruins, and active Originium flashing with faint fluorescence can be seen everywhere on the streets.

"I'm finally going to meet that guy. Should I fight him first? But what if I trigger his passive skill and he cuts me in half?"

Qi Yan was holding the active source stone in his hand, and suddenly he became curious:

"If I were cut in half, would I still be able to survive? If I could survive, would it grow out from the left half or the right half?

There won't be two of me, right? How about trying with Brother Hongdao?"

Qi Yan was a little moved.

Because of the infection of the active source stone in his hand, he has gradually entered the golden pupil state at this moment, and he can clearly hear the footsteps coming from the ruins not far away.

He ignored it and continued to wander leisurely in the ruins.

The footsteps kept following him, but no one seemed to be trying to stop them.

As Qi Yan discerned, he discovered that there were constant sounds of footsteps going away and coming back, as if they were conveying some message.

"What are you doing? Why don't you ask Brother Red Knife to come out and chop me up?"

And the Brother Red Knife, whom Qi Yan had been thinking about, was currently gathered with his companions, holding a combat meeting in a solemn atmosphere.

"Reid, it's really Qi Yan, I won't make a mistake. That lunatic is still playing with an active source stone in his hand. Who else would have the guts to touch that thing besides him?"

A member of the Reunion Movement wearing a warlock uniform analyzed the situation with great confidence.

Wearing a hood and a red scarf on his face, Red looked puzzled as he stared at the warlock.

"Ok?"

The warlock reacted for a moment, then suddenly remembered the loophole in his words: "I'm not talking about you. You touched the active source stone for combat, and that guy was just playing!"

Red tightened his grip on the long sword slightly, and tried hard to suppress the urge to strike the warlock with the first blow.

He took a deep breath and said helplessly:

“I know everyone wants me to fight, and I don’t mind fighting for everyone, but facing Qi Yan, I feel a little unsure.

Otherwise, you guys should beat me up first to activate my Originium Skills, so that I won’t be killed by that guy with one punch.”

The warlock didn't expect that Red could come up with such an idea, and was at a loss for a moment.

He looked at the others around him and said hesitantly:

"I can't do it, how about you use the big axe?"

A tall and burly man in heavy combat uniform said unhappily, "If you can't do it, then I can?"

The two looked at other people for help, but everyone just shook their heads frantically.

It would be better to kill them directly than to let them attack their companions.

Red couldn't help but feel a headache as he watched his companions quarreling.

"Okay, let's stop wasting time and come together!" Reid said resolutely.

A group of Reunion members looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally made up their minds and surrounded them with their eyes closed...

"so boring."

Qi Yan walked on the ruined street, yawning out of boredom.

He has visited Ruins 59 from beginning to end, and he didn't see any of the ordinary members of the Reunion Movement, let alone Brother Red Knife.

But the sound of footsteps following him in his ears never stopped for a moment.

Just when Qi Yan's patience was about to run out, he suddenly heard a steady sound of footsteps approaching him step by step.

Qi Yan turned around suddenly and saw a familiar figure slowly appearing from an intersection not far from him.

The long sword in Red's hand was red, with flames burning on the blade. His expression could not be seen under the red scarf, but the high fighting spirit in his eyes was almost condensed into substance.

"Qi Yan, come and fight!"

"Damn it! Why did he come out with only half health?!"

……

……

In the ruins of a square, a blue-haired Philin looked aggrieved, or perhaps frightened, as he curled up in a corner, about to cry.

"Jessica, calm down. Amiya and the others have entered the ruins of Che City. Our support will arrive soon."

A Sarkaz woman with long golden hair and a hot body was holding a grenade launcher. She continued to suppress the rushing Integration Movement with firepower, while also having to take care of the frightened Jessica.

Next to the two of them was a Wolper girl with a calm expression and holding a long-handled battle axe that was not quite in line with her body size.

She glanced at the Sarkaz woman but did not point out her white lie.

Although Amiya has entered the city of Che, it will take a lot of time to get here.

In fact, if possible, she didn't even want Amiya to take this risk.

"Frost Leaf, left!"

The Sarkaz woman suddenly spoke.

"I saw it."

The Volper woman was agile and she dragged her battle axe to knock over three members of the Integration Movement who were rushing towards her.

But then Frost Leaf frowned slightly, retreated to the side of the Sarkaz woman, and asked:

"Meteor, do you feel the air getting cooler?"

"It's not your Originium skill?" Meteorite asked in surprise.

Frost Leaf's expression was somewhat solemn:

"In order to save energy, I didn't use the Originium technique, but the temperature in this area... no, the entire city of Che is dropping. Look at the buildings in the distance!"

Meteorite looked in the direction indicated by the frost leaf and found that the buildings in the distance were covered with frost at a speed visible to the naked eye.