Chapter 906: Destruction March (2)

The air was distorted for a while, and with the smell of ozone emitted after the ionization of the air, Guck felt that all matters related to Mao on his body were being pulled by an invisible force.
Immediately followed by a flash of light, the inexplicable colorful colors spread like an overturned watercolor box centered on a mass of plasma.
"It's coming! It's coming!"
The mechanics around made a cry of excitement, and then some guys who were too close to each other burst into flames, frightening them to have their heads rushing around, and the fart behind them held up the fire extinguisher and followed their master.
The huge energy began to overflow and slosh, and the nearby metal frame that had not been completely dismantled made a crunching sound, and then was squeezed into a ball by the invisible big hand, and the air was sucked into the rippling curtain.
Feeling the huge suction, the onlookers walked back one after another, but Gu Ke remained still, watching the storm gradually forming in the huge metal arch.
"Start."
Twenty-four metal spikes extended from the edge of the metal arch after Guk's simple command, releasing a pale green electric current in a crackling sound.
A few hundred meters away, thirty neurons are releasing their energy.
When the green arc pierced the vortex, the air suddenly blew, and the storm subsided.
"Fuck! Who is pushing me!"
Suddenly, a harsh noise sounded, but it didn't come from Gu Ke.
The door opposite him suddenly started to spit out a pile of green "dirt" like a cramped stomach.
A hundred mechanics appeared from the curtain of the arch while rolling, then fell from the stairs, and quickly piled up like a hill. The unlucky egg pressed at the bottom immediately disappeared.
"Like! It's done!"
The four robotic arms of Okimide clapped violently, and the fart behind him also learned a lot. Although they only have two hands, it does not prevent them from even using their feet.
"stand up."
Guk was not so optimistic. He stepped forward and pulled the hills of mechanics apart.
As expected, there were more than a dozen guys who only came "half".
But this is the probability he can accept.
"Can it be more stable?"
Guk turned his head and looked at Okimide who had stepped forward. When Dajiba saw the body on the ground, he frowned.
"If you spend some more time, it will be much better, this is just an experiment."
"How long will it take to build a new one."
"There are plenty of materials here, it doesn't take long, more than fifty days should be fine."
"I'm going to build another one in another place. You are responsible for getting this right. After I get there, you will come by airship."
Okimide froze for a few seconds, then said carefully:
"That King Kong..."
"Let Agam open first. Your priority task is to repair the Green Prophet. You are in charge here in the Abandoned City. In the future, you will be the Achievement of the Abandoned City and the head here."
For a city for a vajra, Okimide thought it was a cost-effective deal, so he gladly took the lead.
"So, overlord, when are you going to leave?"
"Just tomorrow, I will take away all weapons and leave the rest to you."
"In the past few days, I made a lot of hacks and pistols, which were sent out?"
"Send it, let the boys have fun."
"Yes."
Guk's generosity, which fell into the haystack as a flame, quickly ignited the children's passion.
When the storm boys flew across the sky and sprinkled various weapons down the city, the long-awaited emotion was completely detonated.
In the past few days, the Ouk gathered in the Abandoned City and its surroundings has broken 10 million, and the Waka rainforest has become an unexpected source of troops for Gu Ke-the birth of war, the war nourishes Ouk, the war strengthens Europe G.
The first fire ignited from there, no one remembers it.
The boys fell into a state of near riots. They frantically scrambled for weapons that fell from the sky, and then shot or moved a knife at the nearest guy who didn't look good.
From the outer shantytowns to the inner workshops, everything was caught in the flames of war.
Until the white King Kong walked out of the core area of ​​the waste city and made the strongest voice from the overlord, the rioting boys finally realized that they were playing against their own kind, not the right enemy.
So, all the guys set aside their guns and happily slap each other.
Most of the abandoned city shantytowns were turned into burnt ruins, but nobody cared. Passionate violence replaced real wars, and fighting became a fight.
Ava is puzzled to watch what is happening in the city-if this huge garbage dump can be called a city, these oks are about to go out to loot thugs. In order to make a living, they will burn down their long houses before they travel.
It's like a ritual, declaring a certain determination not to look back.
But this is just the beginning. It's not all Guk's purpose to ask the kids to play. What he needs is to keep the kids high morale, because then he will take them from here to Arkham.
This is a long way, in this process, the kids may continue to scatter ~EbookFREE.me~ At dusk, the doors of the core area of ​​the waste city are opened, a barrel of fungus beer is pushed in, and fart spirits They were sensitive to the emotions of the owners, and soon the space was filled with food and beer, while the barbecue pit was burning hot.
Guk did not choose to stay in the Abandoned City and feast with the bosses. He rode on the green fortress and paraded in the streets of the Abandoned City like a king in a fast-moving territory. Barbecue, tell some vulgar jokes.
He thought he should do this. He had to let the boys know that the Waaagh would be initiated by a boss close to them, not a guy who only crouched in a huge metal tank without knowing the mask.
The effect is very obvious, the kids all know to call his name before toasting, but also make his stomach filled with poor quality beer and crude fiber, so that Guck must take off later To continue this carnival.
Before falling into the night, the boys were very drunk, and they were happily hanging on the roof. They shot happily into the sky, but did not cause more confusion.
The battle subsided, and the painful children immediately slipped out of the house, touted the business, sewed the children where needed, or promoted their new products.
The feeding kids let out their jumps and wipe out the newly generated garbage.
Butt spirits are the busiest. On the one hand, they must always be ready to put out the fire that is about to appear, and they have to clean up the mess on the street-although Ok doesn’t like cleanliness, it doesn’t mean they will be really smelly garbage. Sleep together.
All in all, this is a grand party.
Early the next morning after that, the real Waaagh! it has started.