The arrival of the Witch Kings represents the last main course of this carnival. They are like they have traveled from another world. The huge portal can be seen a few kilometers away, and more than a dozen Witch Kings of various shapes appear from the other side of the portal.

The most eye-catching one is the Witch King Planck in the form of energy cloud. If the soldiers from various defense zones had not received a group of special guests in advance, I am afraid that the Witch Kings would be greeted with various long-range firepower.

"Looking at this desert, both culturally and artistically, it is deserted and terrible." The Witch King Planck flashed his optical language and was full of disdain for everything he saw. As the Witch King, he had greater expectations for the ancient Roman Empire.

But everything in front of him disappointed him.

The Witch King Planck can scan this land with spectral radar. Here he only sees straightforward channels, simple and direct industrial design. This industrial design is different from the artistic sense that humans accompany industrial construction, but is simply a shack built for the pursuit of efficiency.

Industrial beauty is an emerging artistic pursuit that the New World has gradually understood after many years of development. When humans build an unprecedented large machine or some super project, they have an ambition to conquer nature in their hearts, and this ideological impulse is also reflected in the final craftsmanship.

They will spend several times more effort to smash half a mountain for a perfect right angle, but for smart machines, they will calculate which is more cost-effective, the energy consumed or the detour that is not beautiful.

The place where smart machines survive is obviously not in line with human aesthetics.

"We are here to act as batteries, and the tool man doesn't need to speak." The Witch King Tesla knocked on the space where Planck was: "Let's just let's go quietly for the last journey."

Planck turned into an orange-yellow ball, which represented dissatisfaction, and other witch kings seemed to be happy to see such small quarrels.

After just experiencing a civil war of killing each other, the witch kings are getting easier on this road to the end of their lives, as if the burdens that have been pressed on them for thousands of years are being removed.

The back of the witch King Li Dan was also much straightened. Although the surging energy in his body was still destroying the body, he did not want to leave a weak image for others in the last few hours of his life.

"Clouds rise and fall, thousands of years of vicissitudes, I have been waiting for this moment for this moment." The witch king Li Dan looked at the tower in the distance, his eyes drifted down, and he also saw the bottomless main body of the vortex: "These iron men probably didn't expect that this time they could find an existence like Xu Yichen as the core of the vortex."

"Until now, no one can determine whether that variable is a variable that can really change our world or a variable that the evil gods put in." The Witch King Saruman still maintains doubts about the Great Vortex Plan: "In terms of probability, the latter is more likely."

"If this is really possible, let us regret it again the next time the timeline restarts." With another portal opened, the witch king Xu Fu walked out of the door. On the other side of the portal was the busy city of Bianjing: "Anyway, we don't care about coming again, right?"

Compared with other witch kings, Xu Fu obviously has been quite happy in the past period.

In the past few months, in addition to communicating with Xinchao about Xu Yichen, Xu Fu also assisted Xinchao in excavating several ruins left by the pre-Qin era at multiple locations, most of which were weapons relics.

Xu Fu didn't know how much role these things could play in the future war, but doing so always made him feel that he had not been in vain.

Behind the Witch Kings, strong beast soldiers lined up in an orderly manner rushed out of the portal one after another. They were walking in extremely precise steps like machines, and continued to move forward in a very tight formation.

Players in the Loess Zone are not unfamiliar with strong orc warriors. Many people have served in Far South, and some strong orc warriors who performed well in Far South have received rewards for traveling to the Loess Zone.

But they have never seen a real "one-hand" orc. These orcs who have only gotten up from the nutritional trough. The appearance date is less than a year, are closer to smart equipment units than creatures. They will not whisper, will not violate orders, and almost maintain a consistent frequency of breathing.

Behind the strong orc was a group of nuns wearing heavy armor. The nuns had serious faces. They deliberately kept a distance from the strong orc, as if they were unwilling to breathe the same air as the other party.

Moreover, they were very dissatisfied with the men who appeared around to watch them. There was no such frivolous man in the New World who dared to whistle them. These nuns, at least at the nanny level, did not even want to provoke spellcasters.

One of the great nuns activated the fire-breathing magic circle at his wrist, and a few meters long fire snake spurted out from his wrist: "Back back! You pigs! We are the shield of the Witch King, the sword of the New World!"

The players in the Loess Zone discussed with each other, thinking that these women who seemed to be difficult to mess with would definitely die first in the war. People who were too extreme could not even ask for help in the face of chaos. Then they used their military flamethrowers to spray out a thirty-meter-long fire dragon and responded to the nuns.

Now they know who the boss is.

Xu Yichen smiled helplessly at Celistein. He understood the behavior of these soldiers in the Loess Zone. These soldiers gave up everything in reality and were dimensionally reduced to come here. To guard a building that they did not know their purpose, it was their duty to obey orders, but the doubts and pressure in their hearts also existed at the same time.

Celistein came with the Witch King. She kept her promise and prepared to accompany Xu Yichen into the vortex.

The witch kings looked at Xu Yichen from afar, and then entered the underground base of the ancient Roman Empire under the leadership of the general. The staff officers were waiting for them there. For the witch king, there was no need to meet Xu Yichen again.

No matter which world is in, the witch kings are a group of ‘superbable’ existences. For many witch kings, contributing themselves to the last glimmer of hope for humanity is undoubtedly the best ending. In other words, the witch king Li Dan convinced all witch kings with different opinions - opponents are either buried or have made a default on this.

The whole world has been reduced to a battlefield, but at least in the ancient Roman Empire, humans seem to have gained the upper hand.
Chapter completed!