Chapter 1439: with son

It has been a long time since Meng Chao felt this up close, so many with the same black hair and black eyes as him, the hearts of compatriots from the same homeland, with the same powerful rhythm, "Bang bang bang, bang bang, bang bang" , beating like a drum beat.
The long-lost feeling reminded him of how he and countless of his comrades during the Monster War were shouting, burning, and waving the curled-blade war knives and empty bullets, leaving only the bayonet firearms, and even empty hands, only a pair of The scarred iron fist still rushed towards the overwhelming beast tide without hesitation.
The surging beast tide composed of thousands of vicious monsters is much more terrifying than the flood in front of you!
For Meng Chao, who fought alone in Turanze for a whole year, the feeling of being able to fight side by side with his compatriots again is not to mention how wonderful.
It is more able to stimulate the power of the gods hidden in the depths of cells than the highest-purity stimulant!
In an instant, with the help of the spiritual resonance of countless people, Meng Chao's life magnetic field expanded to its limit.
With a quick thought, the structure of the entire spar communication tower, the center of gravity, the metal fatigue level of each steel beam, and even every screw at each connection... are all clearly analyzed.
If Meng Chao was to use brute force to fight against the steel structure that was tens of meters high and weighed thousands of tons, which was constantly twisting and collapsing.
Even with the power of the divine realm, it would be quite difficult to deal with it.
Fortunately, the inclination angle of the spar communication tower has not yet broken through the critical point of collapse.
There is still a large piece of the tower base, firmly rooted in the ground.
Meng Chao enters the massive amount of information collected in an instant into his brain. .
A rapidly spinning data vortex suddenly appeared in his mind.
Under the veil of darkness and rain, a series of star rays 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 the sudden explosion.
In the huddled crowd, Meng Chao took a deep breath and closed his eyes to avoid the interference of acid rain.
The spar communication tower, the surging mud, and the direction of the dozens of low-level superhumans... All the details have been transformed into crystal clear models in my mind.
He moved his footsteps quietly, drilling to and fro in the crowd.
However, it did not interfere with the strength of every low-level extraordinary person. Instead, in every collision, he helped the opponent adjust his awkward posture, and continued to take a breath that was about to be cut off.
Until he drilled into the southwest corner of the spar communication tower, in front of a tower base full of spider web cracks.
Meng Chao suddenly stood still.
His feet were like two pile drivers, silently dipping into the mud.
Above the tower base, the hands on a horizontal steel beam sent out high-frequency oscillations that were invisible to the naked eye.
With thousands of vibrations per second, the power that is enough to move mountains and seas is continuously released, like invisible vines, entangling every steel beam of the entire spar communication tower.
On the base of the tower, which had just been covered with cobweb cracks, there was a gap sufficient to insert a finger into it. Under the extremely large but extremely gentle pressure from all directions, the gap closed immediately. At first glance, there was no trace of damage at all.
The top of everyone's heads, "squeaky, squeaky", became sharper and more frequent, the scalp tingling, and the horrifying metal fatigue sound disappeared immediately.
Meng Chao not only prevented the further collapse of the spar communication tower.
It also shrouded all low-level superhumans in their own life magnetic field, helping everyone resist the serious interference to the brain caused by the chaotic spiritual energy leaked from the signal amplification device.
It made all low-level superhumans feel transparent, and there seemed to be a warm current flowing in their spiritual veins, all the way up, wrapping their brains, causing their fatigue and pain to disappear.
Even the turbulent debris flow was incorporated into Meng Chao's domain, from hitting the spar communication tower straight, to surrounding the spar communication tower, forming a huge vortex.
The pressure exerted by the debris flow naturally changed from an impact parallel to the ground to a downward pressure perpendicular to the ground. Instead, it helped everyone to hold down the base of the spar communication tower!
With such a three-pronged approach, the spar communication tower returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The steel bars poked out of the tower are like hundreds of huge steel nails, deeply rooted in the rock formations.
As the debris flow peeled off by the torrential rain on the nearest hill, finally wiped away the spar communication tower and the temporary camp, and swept away into the distance.
At the most dangerous moment, the men who were finally beaten by these iron and copper, carried it over!
In the sewage whose flow rate gradually slowed down and became less turbid, they continued to resist for seven or eight minutes, confirming that the spar communication tower was really stabilized by them. The corners of his mouth opened wide, and he collapsed into the sewage.
Even with Meng Chao's help.
The unrelentingly agitated psionic energy still left an irreversible and indelible mark on these low-level superhumans who were already scarred.
Just held it all in one breath.
Now that the nerves were relaxed a little, they all felt the piercing pain and the fatigue that seemed to hollow out their internal organs.
Despite this, they still used their last strength, hugged each other fiercely, and cheered louder than the torrential rain.
"Long live!"
"Success!"
"We did it!"
Even Meng Chao and a few brawny men—including the middle-aged and low-level superhuman who took the brunt of the attack, and the veteran who lacked his right leg but still had a straight spine like a gun, embraced excitedly. together.
The veteran is most likely a member of the Remnant Star Society.
But he did not recognize Meng Chao.
In the past year, I have wandered through Turanze alone, from the "floating corpse" floating in the Turan River at first, to the death row in the dark prison at the bottom of the Bloodskull Arena, to the Rat People's servants on the arena, and then to the hollow. The fugitives on the grasslands, the Rat People Rebels in the Big Horn Army, and the explorers in the depths of the holy mountain, in the end, they were swallowed by the original mother, or he swallowed the power of the original mother, broke through the gods, and restarted. Tinder has even partially seen the "truth" of this world, and the billions of roads that spread all the way from underfoot to the future, billions of unpredictable, wonderful, and endlessly changing possibilities.
Meng Chao has really changed a lot and has grown a lot.
Now, even close relatives like parents and little sister Bai Jiacao appeared in front of him.
I'm afraid it takes a long time to watch carefully before calling out his name suspiciously.
Not to mention, everyone has just been fighting for so long in the surging mud.
Except for the snow-white teeth, everyone's face and body were all black and covered with mud, and it was almost impossible to tell whether they were male or female.
With the blood vessels bursting, extreme fatigue, acid rain constantly falling into the eye sockets, almost eroding the retina, and seeing the double image of the spar communication tower, who can recognize and think of Meng Chao's identity, and realize that it is this What about the unremarkable "little guy" who saved everyone?
Anyway, hugging your own bear, fighting monsters and natural disasters together, defending our homeland together, cheering and fighting together to the end, sending out the strongest heartbeat together, and welding each other's bones firmly together, who is it? important.
As long as you know that the other party is a compatriot who is connected by blood, living and dying together.
that's enough.
Meng Chao likes this feeling.
Although it has broken through the realm of God.
Even, with the help of fire seeds, original mothers, spiritual magnets and memory fragments from previous lives, even in front of dozens of long-established senior gods in Longcheng, he who has just broken through the gods is not without a fight. .
But Meng Chao still does not have the self-consciousness of being a "big man on the top".
Maybe too young.
Maybe from a poor family.
It is also possible that in the Doomsday Nightmare, 10,000 suns burst into the sky above Longcheng. In the face of the holy light that destroys the dead and purifies everything, whether the gods are strong or ordinary citizens, they are all burning like weeds and ants. .
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 must break away from the gravity of the earth, fly to a place where it is extremely cold, and overlook the earth and look at all living beings.
When he was still in Longcheng, Meng Chao also had contact with such high-ranking figures as "the helm of the nine super enterprises".
He felt that he was afraid that he would never become such a big man in his life.
Compared with chatting and laughing with big people, it is illusory and arrogant, and intrigues.
He still prefers to stay with the low-level extraordinary people who are fighting on the front line of all walks of life, and also fighting against monsters and natural disasters.
Although their strength is low.
Although they are ugly.
Although most of them are scarred, the damaged spiritual veins have long been set, and they have long passed the best recovery and breakthrough period. They will never be able to break through the realm of heaven and the realm of the gods, and they will never be able to pull their hair like a big man. , to fly to the unattainable sky, destined to be down-to-earth for a lifetime.
But Meng Chao smelled a familiar smell on them.
This smell reminded Meng Chao of his father.
Reminds me of elementary and middle school teachers.
I remembered that when he was very young and had no self-protection power, whenever the monsters attacked, magical soldiers would descend from the sky, rushing to him and other ordinary citizens, using the broad shoulders like a city wall to help them. The powerhouses who resisted the surging tide of beasts.
Thinking about it now, the powerhouses who would have appeared in "Tianfuyuan" at that time were so high that they were one-star extraordinary, right?
But in the eyes of Meng Chao in his childhood, one star is extraordinary, that is, an invincible existence, and it is worthy of him to inspire all the trust and worship!
Childhood memories often have an impact on a person's life.
Even today.
Meng Chao still felt extremely warm and at ease when he smelled the smell of burning blood from these low-level extraordinary people.