Chapter 390 Dark Clouds
This is the fourteenth day of Wang Jixuan’s retreat.
In that long-lost city in ancient times, two pillars of light rising into the sky began to intertwine with each other, just like the DNA helices of living organisms.
When Gao Huating came out, no one knew what happened inside.
But the aura that Emina revealed from time to time already exuded a tyrannical pressure.
Wang Jixuan's aura did not have any sense of pressure, but more of a quiet and ethereal mood.
at the same time.
D5 comprehensive theater border area.
A dense group of armored vehicles was heading southeast.
Fu Jian stood in the bridge control room of the space carrier, staring at the torrent of steel on the screen.
He had a habit of maintaining a dignified expression—in fact, a deadpan expression;
In this way, his subordinates would not be able to judge how serious the situation was through his expression.
It's really serious.
This time, the Blade Beast did not spread its forces to attack the major comprehensive theaters. This was a tactic to contain the effective strength of humans.
After several previous battles, there are not many existing groups of king-level blade beasts on the earth. Now there are a large number of king-level blade beast groups, all under the protection of the four pillar blade beasts, gathering towards the border of the D8 comprehensive theater.
There are one hundred and twenty king-level blade beast groups in six directions, plus six pillar blade beasts (two of which are about to be sacrificed and awakened) and the blade beasts they lead personally.
Once D8 is lost, both D7/D9 will suffer disaster.
D8, D7, and D9, the three newly opened war zones of mankind, have a total population of 130 million. They were trained by Fu Jian. Most of their generals and officials are young and strong, with a firm stance, and are closely related to Fu Jian's D5 comprehensive war zone.
Unity.
Fu Jian could not give up on them;
Human society must never give up on these 26% of the population.
However, the speed at which the blade beasts gathered was obviously faster than before.
The six-headed pillar blade beast, without enough spiritual practitioners to check and balance it, is also a force they cannot resist at this stage.
Fu Jian glanced at the data sent by the supercomputing center.
According to supercomputer simulations, there is only twenty-four hours until the first wave of blade beasts hits.
There is good news:
Under Fu Jian's adjustment, the Alliance's mobilization efficiency is now quite good. Reinforcements that humans can mobilize have gradually arrived, and the three major space fortresses have also completed orbit changes.
There's bad news:
The Psychic City was ready to ask for a price that was high, and they readily agreed, but the mobilization of high-end combat power groups was very slow, and they were still unable to arrive at the scheduled location.
This also adds an extra layer of haze to this war before it breaks out.
Fu Jian actually didn't quite understand it.
What exactly are these psykers holding on to?
One of their masters was killed by Wang Zheng, and two of them even temporarily cooperated with Wang Zheng. These people still have to assume a superior posture...
"Commander-in-Chief."
Dongfang Zhenghong, who had just arrived, gave a military salute behind him.
Fu Jian responded: "How was the discussion with them?"
"They agreed very happily." Dongfang Zhenghong couldn't help but cursed, and then said, "They seem to want an open invitation letter, which will be sent out by the commander-in-chief of all major comprehensive theaters. It is best to face it in person.
The entire human society.”
Fu Jian:……
Dongfang Zhenghong whispered: "Food and reputation, the conditions they proposed are nothing more than these two points. As long as we give them, they will send people to the place immediately."
"What do you think?" Fu Jian asked.
Dongfang Masahiro said: "Food can be given, but reputation cannot be given. This is a matter of political ecology."
Fu Jian slowly shook his head: "It is the military of D1/D2/D3 that are blocking the food of the Psychic City now. They were also the main food producing areas that previously supplied the Psychic City. We actually cannot interfere with this issue."
"The psychic city is already on the verge of a humanitarian crisis."
Dongfang Masahiro sighed:
"Psychics do evil, but those civilians are innocent and they are also victims of exploitation by psykers."
Fu Jian did not respond, but continued to look at the screen in front of him, letting his perspective wander around.
After two minutes, Fu Jian said: "I will talk to a few of them about the food issue and come over to take over my work."
"yes!"
Dongfang Zhenghong saluted, walked to Fu Jian, and put on a pair of holographic glasses.
He immediately saw the page that only Fu Jian could see, and then observed the entire battle situation with the authority of the acting commander.
Fu Jian was not in a hurry to exit the command interface and silently watched Dongfang Zhenghong operate.
Dongfang Zhenghong asked in a low voice: "Commander-in-Chief, is there no news about Wang Zheng yet?"
"Well, Mudan will report every eight hours. Wang Zheng is still in retreat. It should be a critical moment now."
"Is he trying to play the trick of magic soldiers descending from the sky?" Dongfang Masahiro smiled.
"Don't always place your hopes on individuals," Fu Jian reminded. "Over-reliance will only lead to disaster for both parties. Wang Zheng will eventually leave us."
"yes."
Dongfang Zhenghong responded in a deep voice, put away his smile, made a few self-examinations in his heart, and devoted himself to the current work.
After a while, Fu Jian calmly exited the interface.
The old commander walked to the large chair aside, slowly lay back on the chair's back, and began to maintain the mechanical battle body.
He also needs to rest and recharge his batteries before going to the front line to fight later.
Just as Fu Jian's consciousness was about to fall asleep, a message suddenly popped up, causing him to quickly resume his thinking.
It's a letter asking for help sent by Wheat Dragonfly.
Ancient civilization technology eliminates the resentment of bladed beasts...
Fu Jian did not hesitate much and immediately issued an order to have several scientific research institutes conduct research on the application of this technology at the same time. He also extracted the original copy of this technology and reviewed it twice before sending it to Maiqingying.
But this is also treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.
Blade meat is okay for emergencies, but long-term use is likely to cause various problems.
food.
Fu Jian kept thinking.
The commander-in-chief was also a little confused.
For the fortress, because of the technology of artificial starch synthesis, energy and food are almost equal.
The food that humans can produce at this stage is just enough to feed the current population. The Psychic City has not established a complete food supply before. Most of the time, it sucks blood in various war zones to maintain its own survival.
And this is actually a good opportunity to dismantle the existing system of the Psychic City.
From a political perspective, we should not support it;
From a humanitarian perspective, we still need to provide as much support as possible.
Fu Jian is not a simple politician, but also retains empathy for other human beings;
But he also doesn't want to use the rations from the D5 Comprehensive War Zone to feed a population that is basically unable to transform into industrial output value.
Fu Jian looked at the portraits of the old guys in the communication list.
As long as he opens his mouth, a small amount of food will naturally be transported from D1/D2/D3 to the psychic capital.
After three seconds of silence, Fu Jian did not send any communication, silently closed the communication list, and began to focus on body maintenance.
We are all commander-in-chief, so there is no need to interfere with each other.
…
[From the destruction of the D8 comprehensive theater: 18 hours.]
The capital above the clouds in the inner earth world, in front of the central hall.
Zheng Shiduo and Ji Xiao walked back and forth anxiously.
The two beams of light above the main hall have begun to rotate continuously, just like the tail flames of a planetary engine spraying into the sky.
The spiritual energy in the entire capital above the clouds is in a highly active state at this moment. Countless spiritual energy pours into the hall from all directions at every moment, and then emerges from these two rapidly entangled light beams, spreading in all directions.
Anyone can see that Wang Jixuan and Emina's cultivation has now reached a critical moment.
Can……
"Can't you really call me Brother Wang?" Zheng Shiduo asked with a frown.
Mudan shook her head decisively: "Sir, he said that he can't go in until he leaves the customs. If the sky falls, the tall Mr. Nilda Tamon will be able to hold it up."
The strong man who was reading a magazine in the hall not far away smiled bitterly and shook his head when he heard this.
He has become a coolie.
Zheng Shiduo said again: "In that case, let's go back first, and I, Ji Xiao and Wu Man will go up first."
"Without Emina to guide us, we have some trouble getting in and out. We have to ask the guardian here to escort us. We have already troubled her twice, and she is probably impatient."
Peony advised:
"Don't worry, Red Snake and the half-human mecha team have successfully arrived on the surface.
"They have rejoined the battle order. We can just wait for the commander to come out and go to support them together."
Ji Xiao muttered: "The blade beast suddenly switched from a strategic contraction to an offensive. Behind this must be the three new old spiritual cultivators! The enemy this time is a bit too difficult! Pillar blade beasts plus spiritual cultivators, what's this?
Fight this!"
Wu Man, who had been thinking beside him, added: "I'm afraid it's not just three old spiritual cultivators."
"How did they get here?" Zheng Shiduo was a little depressed, "The planet barrier is open, so it's impossible to locate here."
"They used the space technology of ancient civilizations."
Peony once again muttered meaningfully:
"According to the information I received, the current situation is still very serious. The blade beast learned a lesson this time and concentrated its superior forces to attack a weaker comprehensive theater of ours.
"The military alliance and the Psychic City are still fighting. The Psychic City promised to provide support, but now I don't see a single S-level figure. They are all a group of B-level and C-level people eating and drinking.
"I see, the Psychic City is really seeking death.
"Do they still think that they are qualified to be my parents' opponents? My parents are not on the same level as them."
Mudan just finished speaking.
"I'll go back first."
Nilda Tammon's voice came, and his figure had disappeared from the hall.
"Please tell Wang Zheng that when he comes out of seclusion, I want to learn the art of fighting with him."
Peony smiled happily.
It's great, this guy can understand human speech.
Zheng Shiduo asked in a low voice: "Mudan, did you tell him this on purpose?"
Mudan said calmly: "According to the character portrait, Sabina is indecisive and has a small vision, while Nildamon is more principled."
"Is it useful for him to go back?"
"It should be of some use." Peony turned her head and looked at the main hall.
Her spirit body could faintly sense that the two figures in the hall were spinning in circles like fingertip tops.
'I hope I can make it in time.'
Peony was calculating in her heart.
…
[From the destruction of the D8 comprehensive theater: 14 hours.]
Nildaemon's return is quiet, but the effect is obvious.
Transport planes took off from the satellite city of the Psychic City, carrying dozens of S-class psykers and hundreds of A-class psykers, and landed in the D8 comprehensive theater.
There are a large number of awakened psykers here.
Obviously, after the battle in space, Sabina has indeed not been idle. She is also working hard to actively recover from her injuries and prepare for the next war.
The human military responded quickly.
In return, the three oldest comprehensive theaters dispatched food transportation brigades and gave the Psychic City thousands of tons of low-quality compressed starch.
Although it is low-quality compressed starch, it can already feed many people after being mixed with other nutrients.
Representatives sent by the Psychic City conducted further negotiations with the military in an attempt to restore trust and rebuild food delivery channels.
The attitude given by the military is...
Let’s finish this battle first.
The second and third batch of high-end combat forces in the Psychic City are still gathering.
However, the military thought that the psychic city could not withstand the pressure. No one knew that it was actually Nildamon who was directly interfering behind the scenes.
Spirit slaves cannot resist their master's will.
If the Psychic City comes to the rescue with all its strength, it is good news;
The news that follows is almost always bad.
Underground on the outskirts of the D8 Comprehensive War Zone, the number of bladed beasts has exceeded the 30% expected by the human side.
The two newly awakened Pillar Blade Beasts have begun to move slowly on the surface;
Their mountain-like bodies walked lightly, and they did not bring many high-level blade beasts with them, deliberately consuming human airdrop firepower.
The other four pillar blade beasts, which could move freely, maintained synchronized speeds and pressed against the human defense lines in different directions.
Huge pressure, like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, surged towards the military in various war zones of mankind.
The commander-in-chief of D8 has issued a preliminary withdrawal order, and a large number of scientific research talents, senior engineers, and high-precision equipment are forcibly transferred to other comprehensive theaters.
The most terrible thing is that humans have detected a large number of pseudo-spiritual slaves, numbering around 1.5 million.
And among these pseudo-spiritual slaves, there are also some high-level spiritual slaves who come from unknown sources.
The psychic reactions of these high-level spiritual slaves cannot fool anyone.
Fu Jian has not disclosed the news that three new spiritual cultivators may join the blade beast side, but the major comprehensive theaters have already caught clues.
'This battle is not easy to fight.'
The generals were so concerned in their hearts.
But when meeting, whether it is an online meeting or an offline small meeting, they are high-spirited, firm-eyed, and firmly believe that victory will belong to mankind.
…
[From the destruction of the D8 comprehensive theater: 9 hours.]
The anxiety spread from the surface to the capital above the clouds.
Just when Zheng Shiduo and others were about to go back first, the continuously turbulent spiritual energy in the hall suddenly calmed down.
It was like the stormy sea suddenly ushered in cloudless tranquility.
The barrier of the main hall dispersed, a ray of moonlight fell, and Emina, who was wearing a fishtail skirt, slowly fell down. There was a strong pressure around her, making everyone almost afraid to look directly at her.
She felt the power of this moment, a slight smile appeared on her lips, she nodded slightly to everyone, and said in a clear voice:
"A war is about to begin on the surface. Let's rush back to support."
Everyone was obviously relieved.
Then, their eyes were attracted by Taoist Wang who walked out from behind.
Compared to Emina, who was obviously overbearing at the moment, Wang Jixuan looked a bit... ordinary, like a sunny boy who had been at home for a long time and came out for a walk.
There wasn't even the slightest bit of aura surrounding him.
Wang Jixuan laughed and said: "Why are you looking at me? Have you never seen the overhaul in the middle stage of Nascent Soul? Hurry up and leave. The enemy this time is not just the blade beast."
"Wait a minute."
Chapter completed!