Chapter 1086: You can't go!

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The sun was gradually falling, and the ancient afterglow was scattered in every corner of the huge circle. The primitive people were still immersed in the shock scene of the servants and the masters being killed.
Some people are horrified, some people are shaking, some are puzzled, some are afraid.
In their eyes, those "people" wearing white protective clothing are gods descending from the sky, and why God is going to kill the servants and the masters. They are just beasts. How can they know so many things?
Perhaps it is not loyal to the gods, perhaps betraying the gods, in short, there must be reasons, so God wants to drop the unforgivable punishment.
They slammed into the ground and shivered, waiting for the white gods to dispose of them more sternly after disposing of the servants and masters.
No one resists, like a lamb to be slaughtered, even if there is no escape. Every time the sword light flashes, they will praise loudly and fearfully: God, your kindness...
In the crowd, a "animal" raised his head, and his face seemed to be engraved with old and new scars. He was the leader of the tribe.
He found that these white gods intended to kill the servants and masters in front of them. What does this mean?
The stories of the old man, under their strange actions, became monotonous and unable to explain such a phenomenon.
He looked up and wanted to see the look of God. It seems that there is a magic that is attracting him to see what God looks like.
So he really climbed up and squeezed it into the altar.
At this time, the white gods have ended their fight. With a bang, I saw the tall fence around the circle collapse in the dust.
The crowd suddenly became confused. Crowded pushed him back into the heap of people who were black.
He immediately returned, trying to protect his people from being washed away.
However, the white gods did not punish them more severely as they thought. Instead, in the afterglow, one after another, they flew into the belly of a black beast floating in the air.
seem. They just came to the death of the servant and the master, and they left after the kill.
The surrounding circle of the huge circle has been opened, and the ring of giant beasts built around the periphery of the circle has been flattened. The road marks the inner and outer lines of people and beasts. In the roar of the collapse of the railing, it suddenly disappears. It is.
People rushed to the inside with uneasiness and looked at the fallen fence in horror. It seems that the fall is not the boundary, but some kind of shelter and protection.
Is this the punishment for them? The cruelest punishment in the world!
Some primitive people even cried aloud, thinking that the gods still abandoned them, and even gave them the qualifications to be a beast.
Even the beasts can't do it. It's only the two-legged beast. It's more terrible than death.
The crying quickly spread. First, the child was crying, then the desperate pleading of the adults. They pleaded with the black beasts in the sky, and some even wanted to re-establish the long tall railings.
It seems that only this way, they can do back to the beasts that God cares about. Will not become the miserable monster of the two-legged beast.
Time passed by, two black-haired stars on a fighter plane looked at the crowd under the black pressure -
"Why don't they go?"
"Because they don't have Als yet!"
"I thought you would say Grand Master Hull."
"..."
Time is slowly lost. Gradually in the early morning, a whole night, countless circle, there is not a primitive man walking out of the collapsed railings half a step.
On the contrary, they are retreating far away, preferring to be crowded together, and not willing to approach the edge of the boundary that is no longer there, as if it is a horrible thing, can't touch it, it is a disaster, or it is a good animal, so very good.
The blue-haired players have already withdrawn, and the underground villains have left early except for the driver. They have little interest in these primitive people. If they are not for energy, they don't want to deal with these people.
Only the cool-haired black-haired players still insist on being in the morning light and refuse to give up. It seems that they are looking forward to what miracles happen.
In the twilight of the morning sun, the stars rose slowly from the horizon as always, and one of the circles finally had a movement!
"Fast! Let the lens go in the past!"
"Is the signal transmitted?"
"and many more."
......
The new fighters, already hidden in the sky, have turned the detection lens against the movement on the ground.
Countless fighters, until the new chief commander of the Cold Star, the same person appeared on the screen -
In the morning light, the scarred man, who was engraved on the hard skin, stood up in the eyes of others who were surprised and worried, step by step firmly toward the collapsed railing and headed for the invisible boundary.
The original crowd gradually became turbulent, and they gave him a way. Some people looked at him inexplicably. Some people looked at him sympathetically. Some people worried that he would anger the gods and wanted to stop him. With his footsteps. Before, there were more and more such people.
But his footsteps were getting faster and faster, and the person who wanted to stop him stunned and then chased after him, trying to stop him.
They may not know, at this moment, in the sky, countless pairs of eyes are staring at it.
More and more people are chasing him. Some people come out from the front and want to block him, because more and more primitive people have already felt what he wants to do!
The hard-skinned leader man, gasping and thick, violently smashed the person who blocked him. The muscles that had been honed for years, under the powerful rhythm of running, bathed in the morning light and rushed to the dividing line, as if full of thrilling power!
His people rushed up and tried to block the crowd that caught up with him, but they were washed away in an instant, more and more people were blocking him, more and more people were catching up, and the crowd surged.
He continually jumped and continually rushed, and there were countless wounds on his body, panting and running violently.
On the fighter plane, the cold star commanded the shoulder. At this moment, the black-haired people stood up and clenched their fists. Staring at the same figure on countless screens.
"You can't go!"
An old primitive man shouted and waved a tree stick to kneel down to him, and dozens of strong primitive people joined forces to block his way.
He snorted and reached out to block the thick tree stick, and the dull and broken sound sounded. Then, he smashed and flew out from the tearing of the wall.
"Block him!"
"Don't let him go!"
People shouted in horror, stones. Sticks, dung, and they all fell down.
......
Finally, one of the people around him is empty!
Because, here is the edge of the railing, it is already a restricted area.
The person who chased him did not dare to go any further, and he could only watch him enter the restricted area.
At this time, the black-haired people in the sky held their breath. Waiting for the moment he crossed the railing!
Collapsed on the inner edge of the railing of the ground, the leader man, the strong body covered with scars, he stopped, looked up and stared at the sky.
The eyes seemed to pass through the screen. Looking at the black-haired man who is looking at him in the sky.
At this moment, it seems to be very long, and the black-haired players seem to have a feeling of "sneak peek" being discovered.
The next moment, he limped, in the cursing and horror of countless primitive people. Step on the collapsed railing!
The whole world was quiet at once.
Countless primitive people fell to the ground and prayed toward the sky. Please sin, plead.
But in the sky, the clouds are cloudless and there is no change!
The scarred chief man, with his right hand on his left hand with a broken fracture, in the dim light, toward the original humanity in the circle:
"I am going to build a new tribe, who wants to go with me!"
......
Countless black-haired people silently shed tears, their blue-haired teammates can't understand, the underground driver can't understand, according to the idea of ​​the underground villain and the blue-haired person, casually use a little intervention, these primitive people I will be out of the circle early, can I wait until now?
Only they know how important that step is!
"Ars! Als! Als!"
A black-haired man raised his head with tears and looked at his companion, clenching his fist and vigorously repeating the apostle.
"Ars! Als! Als!..."
One after another black-haired people seem to be infected by this power, and the powerful voice is connected!
This is the pain of a nation, the heavy history of a race, the sorrow of a slave.
No one can understand the eternal pain in their hearts, and no one can understand the humiliation of their ancestors.
Their compatriots, the Earth, can't!
"Ars! Als! Als!..."
They are not crying for the primitive man, they are crying on their own!
The powerful name reverberated in a warplane, a spaceship, and a warship.
That is not a name, it is a powerful force!
The old Hull sat at the window and sighed, as if he had thought for a long time, long ago, the British black-haired boy who thought he was his best friend, one day, on the edge of the ice sea, told him: I To change my name, I want to call Als!
In his practice cabin, he was holding the cold sword in his hand, and he seemed to see a severe figure screaming at the young man: 睥 Mai, stand up! Wipe off the blood!
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Chu Yunsheng, who is practicing swords in the sea, does not know what happened on the land at this moment. The follow-up things of the primitive people have been handed over to the cold stars to deal with them. Others have no interest and have tasks.
As he gradually went deep into the sea, leaving behind the giant beast floating body, and found a round spaceship broke out of the sea, he immediately chased it up, and the speed suddenly increased to the fastest!
Then he took out a sword and chased him away.
But he immediately realized that it was wrong. If it was a red man who had to escape early, if it was an alarm, it would be better than an invisible signal, not a small spaceship.
It is a bait!
He immediately withdrew his sword, but the round spacecraft had burst open in the sky.
A black mist quickly spread.
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