It had been a long time since Meng Chao had felt this close, the hearts of so many compatriots with the same black hair and eyes as him, from the same homeland, with the same powerful rhythm, "bang bang bang, bang bang bang, bang bang bang"

, beating like a war drum.

The long-lost feeling reminded him of how during the Monster War, he and countless comrades were shouting, burning, waving curled swords and empty bullets, leaving only bayonets and guns, and even his hands were empty, only a pair of them.

The scarred Iron Fist still rushed towards the overwhelming beast tide without hesitation.

The raging beast tide composed of thousands of extremely ferocious monsters is much more terrifying than the flood in front of us!

For Meng Chao, who had been fighting alone in Turanze for a whole year, it was a wonderful feeling to be able to fight side by side with his compatriots again.

It is simply more capable of stimulating the power of the divine realm hidden deep in the cells than the highest purity stimulant potion!

In an instant, with the help of the spiritual resonance of countless people, Meng Chao's life magnetic field expanded to the limit.

With a flash of thought, he analyzed the structure of the entire crystal communication tower, its center of gravity, the metal fatigue degree of each steel beam, and even every screw at every connection...all of it was clearly analyzed.

If Meng Chao were to use pure brute force to resist a steel structure tens of meters high and weighing thousands of tons, which was constantly twisting and collapsing.

Even with the power of a god, it would be quite difficult to deal with it.

Fortunately, the tilt angle of the crystal communication tower has not yet reached the critical point of collapse.

There is still a large piece of the tower foundation that is firmly rooted in the ground.

Meng Chao input the massive amount of information collected instantly into his brain...

A rapidly rotating whirlpool of data suddenly appeared in my mind.

Under the cover of darkness and rain, a series of stars bloomed from the depths of his eyes.

It's like the indicator light of a supercomputer, beating at the highest frequency.

Soon, Meng Chao calculated the most perfect force model and found the most suitable position, angle and frequency for a sudden explosion.

Among the huddled crowd, Meng Chao took a deep breath and closed his eyes tightly to avoid the interference of the acid rain.

The crystal communication tower, the surging mud, and the direction of the efforts of dozens of low-level extraordinary beings... all the details were turned into crystal clear models in my mind.

He moved his steps quietly, slipping in and out of the crowd.

But it did not interfere with the exertion of every low-level transcendent. Instead, in every collision, it helped the opponent adjust his awkward posture and breathed a sigh of relief.

Until he got to the southwest corner of the crystal communication tower, in front of a tower base covered with spider web cracks.

Meng Chao suddenly stood still.

The feet were like two pile drivers, sinking silently into the mud.

The hands placed on a transverse steel beam above the base of the tower emitted high-frequency oscillations invisible to the naked eye.

Accompanied by thousands of vibrations per second, the power that can move mountains and seas is continuously released, like invisible vines, wrapping around every steel beam of the entire crystal communication tower.

The base of the tower, which was covered with cobweb cracks just now, was able to insert a finger into the gap. It received extremely large but extremely gentle pressure from all directions, and the gap immediately closed. At first glance, no trace of damage could be seen at all.

Above everyone's heads, the "squeaking" sound became increasingly sharper and more frequent, making people's scalp numb. The eerie sound of metal fatigue also disappeared immediately.

Meng Chao not only prevented the further collapse of the crystal communication tower.

He also shrouded all low-level transcendent beings in his own life magnetic field, helping everyone resist the chaotic spiritual energy leaked from the signal amplification device and causing serious interference to the brain.

All low-level transcendent beings felt that their whole bodies were clear, and a warm current seemed to be flowing in their spiritual veins, all the way up, wrapping around their brains, making all their fatigue and pain disappear.

Even the raging mudslides were brought into Meng Chao's domain. They originally hit the Crystal Communication Tower straight away, but now surrounded the Crystal Communication Tower, forming a huge whirlpool.

The pressure exerted by the mudslide naturally changed from an impact parallel to the ground to a downward pressure perpendicular to the ground. Instead, it helped everyone to suppress the base of the crystal communication tower!

With this three-pronged approach, the crystal communication tower returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The steel bars poking out from the base of the tower are like hundreds of huge steel nails, deeply rooted in the rock formations.

As the debris flow peeled off by the heavy rain on the nearest mountain, it finally brushed against the spar communication tower and temporary campsite and swept away into the distance.

At the most dangerous moment, these hard-working men finally carried him through!

In the sewage that gradually slowed down and became less turbid, they continued to resist for seven or eight minutes. After confirming that the crystal communication tower was indeed stabilized by them, the low-level transcendental beings let out a long sigh of relief.

He grinned and collapsed in the sewage.

Even with Meng Chao's help.

The unrestrained and weak spiritual energy still left indelible and indelible marks on these low-level transcendent beings who were already scarred.

Just now I was able to hold it all in one breath.

Now that their nerves were slightly relaxed, they all felt the sharp pain in their hearts and the fatigue that seemed to empty out their internal organs.

Despite this, they still used their last bit of strength to hug each other tightly and cheered louder than the torrential rain.

"Long live!"

"Success!"

"We did it!"

Even Meng Chao and several strong men, including the middle-aged low-level transcendent who bore the brunt of the attack, and the veteran who was missing his right leg but whose spine was still as straight as a steel gun, hugged each other excitedly.

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This veteran is most likely a member of the Disabled Star Society.

But he did not recognize Meng Chao.

In the past year, I have traveled alone in Turanze, from the "floating corpses" floating in the Turan River to the death row prisoners in the black cell under the Blood Skull Arena, to the rat servants in the arena, and then to the traps.

The fugitives on the grassland, then to the rat rebels in the Big Horn Legion, to the explorers deep in the Holy Mountain, and finally, they were swallowed by the original mother, or he swallowed the power of the original mother, broke through the divine realm, and restarted

Fire has even partially seen the "truth" of this world, and the billions of roads that spread from the feet all the way to the future, billions of weird, unpredictable, wonderful, and endlessly changing possibilities.

Meng Chao has really changed too much and grown too much.

Now, even close relatives like his parents and little sister Bai Jiacao appeared in front of him.

I'm afraid I have to watch him intently for a while before calling out his name with hesitation.

Not to mention, everyone had just been crawling and rolling in the surging mud for so long.

Except for their snow-white teeth, everyone's face and body were all black and covered with mud. It was almost impossible to tell whether they were men or women.

With blood vessels bursting, extreme fatigue, acid rain constantly falling into the eye sockets, almost eroding the retina, and seeing double images of the crystal communication tower, who could recognize and think of Meng Chao's identity and realize that it was this person just now?

How about the ordinary-looking "little guy" who saved everyone?

Anyway, it doesn’t matter who the person is who hugs him, fights against monsters and natural disasters together, defends his homeland together, cheers and fights to the end together, emits the strongest heartbeat together, and welds each other’s bones firmly together.

important.

As long as you know that the other person is a compatriot who is connected by blood and shares life and death.

that's enough.

Meng Chao liked this feeling.

Although he has broken through to the divine realm.

Even with the help of fire, original mother, spiritual magnet and past life memory fragments, even in front of dozens of long-famous senior god-level experts in Dragon City, he who had just broken through to the god-level was not without the strength to fight.

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But Meng Chao still doesn't have the consciousness of being a "high and powerful figure".

Maybe he's still too young.

Maybe he came from a poor family.

It may also be that you have seen ten thousand suns bursting over Dragon City in the doomsday nightmare. Faced with the holy light that destroys everything and purifies everything, both the powerful gods and ordinary citizens are like weeds and ants, burning up and disappearing into ashes.

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Meng Chao didn't think that after becoming a powerful person in the divine realm, there was any essential difference from ordinary citizens.

I don't even think that when you become a powerful person in the divine realm, you have to break away from the gravity of the earth and fly to a high place where the cold is too high to overlook the earth and look down on all living beings.

When he was still in Longcheng, Meng Chao also came into contact with high-ranking figures such as "the heads of the nine super enterprises".

He felt that he might never become such a big shot in his life.

Compared with chatting and laughing with big shots, making excuses and intrigues.

He still prefers to stay with these low-level transcendent beings who are fighting on the front lines of all walks of life and fighting against monsters and natural disasters.

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Although their strength is low.

Although they look ugly.

Although most of them are scarred, their damaged spiritual veins have long been finalized, and they have long passed the optimal recovery and breakthrough period. They will never be able to break through the heavenly and divine realms, and they will never be able to pull their hair like a big shot.

, Flying to the unattainable sky, you are destined to stay grounded all your life.

But Meng Chao smelled a familiar smell on them.

This smell reminded Meng Chao of his father.

I think of teachers in elementary and middle schools.

He remembered that when he was very young and had no ability to protect himself, whenever a monster attacked, magical soldiers would descend from the sky and rush to him and other ordinary citizens, using shoulders as broad as a city wall to help them.

The strong men who resisted the surging tide of beasts.

Thinking about it now, the strong men who appeared in "Tianfuyuan" at that time were able to hold up the sky, that is, they were one-star extraordinary, right?

But in the eyes of Meng Chao when he was a child, an extraordinary star was an invincible existence, worthy of all his trust and admiration!

Childhood memories often affect people's lives.

Even today.
Chapter completed!