Alice's Dream Club

There were three people present who knew about the Kraken's movements: Lynch, Las Grace, and Athena.

Compared to the two people in the club, Athena had a better understanding of the inside story. After all, she was responsible for part of the follow-up re-education at that time.

But no one has ever told the heads of other forces about the Kraken, so it is understandable for them to express confusion about the mysterious disappearance of the Kraken.

"Don't worry about the sea monster's affairs, anyway, even if they are recruited, their combat power is negligible..."

"how come!"

Fenrir immediately objected.

Then he was stared at by Las Grace immediately and started to shrink his neck.

Lynch keenly realized that there must be something wrong with the two of them, but he was too embarrassed to ask.

"You let him say..."

"snort."

You see, there is something wrong.

"Actually, according to the mythology, Olympus should be more aware of the characteristics of the sea monsters: Although they have never competed with the world, they still have strong magical talents, especially in illusion and healing. If the sea monsters join Those miscellaneous soldiers, obviously relying on their recovery magic, Olympus will not cooperate with us so easily in acting."

After a pause, Fenrir added.

"No, it should be said that werewolves, blood clans, and Muxiushe don't work well together in acting."

"acting?"

Fenrir aroused Lynch's curiosity again, but Fenrir did not continue to explain, but hid aside after he finished speaking, peeking at Lasgrace from time to time, acting like a house that had just been demolished husky.

Of course, Lynch doesn't need verbal explanations, he thinks it's more intuitive to go to the scene to see.

When he came to the main battlefield, Lynch finally understood why Fenrir said that after standing tall and observing for a short time.

There is no unified command and dispatch for the mixed combat forces in the other world, basically adhering to the principle of sweeping the snow before the door, and even supplies are self-sufficient by ethnic groups or factions.

This is not uncommon, as the characteristics of each ethnic group are different. Take werewolves and vampires as an example. Although both forces recognize that there are elements of blood in them, how do you say this supply? One eats raw meat and the other drinks live blood. You can't send bloody meat in the ration, let the vampire suck the blood first, and then let the werewolf eat the raw meat.

Although this analogy is a bit unappetizing, it is the fact that this is the case.

Moreover, no ethnic group or force is willing to be responsible for the supply line.

The lack of a unified command is also because these ethnic groups and forces do not obey anyone.

Their arrogance is engraved in their DNA, and no one wants to return to their most glorious moment.

Say far.

What Lynch saw was the performance of the werewolf and Mu Xiushe who did not make any effort. They looked fierce, but every time they would be the first to be beaten into grandchildren.

Every dive of the Chimera would lift a burly werewolf away, and the rampage of the mass-produced Cerberus would drive away any members of the Muxiu who approached them.

These combat units that were lifted or knocked out would be "precisely" smashed into the camp of friendly troops, some of which were more accurate and even had a guided charm, interrupting the readouts of friendly troops all the time.

Those singers are in this state all the time:

"Mother of the Earth, give me... poof!"

"Hidden in the darkness... Fuck!"

"Yan... Mmmmm!"

Situations like this happened on the battlefield at any time, and some chanters who had been interrupted several times even simply rolled up their sleeves, picked up their staffs and rushed to the front line to use them as warhammers.

They really couldn't bear the aggrieved feeling caused by the interruption of this spellcasting.

The rage of the chanter made the people in the front row who really fought by hand-to-hand combat or other methods fall into the pressure without protection. The "monsters" sent by Olympus were indeed not very strong, so give them a chance to fight alone , anyone can solve it in a short time.

But the good dogs couldn't stand the wolves, and Cronus returned to normal, and it could provide an endless stream of combat units.

At this time, Cronus was suspended behind the battlefield, like a small celestial body, or a huge monster.

I don't know who spread the news. In the eyes of the residents of the other world, Cronus is an obstacle that the creator needs them to get rid of.

In addition to the werewolves and the Muxiu Society, a new organization in standard uniforms then jumped into Lynch's sight.

They were doing the same things as werewolves and the Muxiu Society, but Lynch had no impression of this extraordinary organization composed of humans at all.

Until he saw a familiar figure.

After that figure rushed towards a Nemoya lion, she was slapped and flew away. While shouting "Ouch, be careful", she adjusted her direction and landed on a blood clan who was about to fight internally, and slapped The ass got up from the vampire, and she continued to repeat the work.

You could tell she was having a good time.

It can also be seen that she is a very ambitious person.

——She was working hard to make the next person hit faint.

Lynch is very familiar with this person. Her name is Milin, and she is a talkative person in a certain supernatural organization.

At the same time, he is also an outside member who owes a large amount of "debt" to the club and works for the club for free.

To be honest, Lynch almost forgot that such a person existed...

In short, the people led by Mi Lin have also joined the trouble plan of the werewolf blood tribe Muxiu Society. In the eyes of others, their plan has another familiar name-pig teammate.

At this point, Lynch finally understood why the leaders at the command post were so leisurely.

After understanding the current situation, Lynch returned to the command post in an instant.

Different from the previous ease, the kung fu command post has been busy back and forth. Everyone knows that this kind of pig teammate's plan to hold back will not last long, especially if you want to continue lurking in the racial camp of the inner world. After a while, you must give up.

A series of instructions to change the plan were issued, and Athena then began to release the special product of the Crete manufacturing factory: the Minotaur, towards the rear of the monster army.

The few ethnic groups that were no longer running around raised the combat effectiveness of the mixed coalition army by several levels, especially after they officially started fighting, they quickly pressed the balance of victory and defeat towards their own side.

The mechanical monsters were destroyed and exploded under the attack of the brilliance of magic and the attack of sharp blades and claws, and the "army that prevented people from liberating the creator" retreated steadily.

When the last Cerberus detonated in the flames, there were no more monsters released by Olympus on the battlefield.

The diffuse gunpowder smoke gradually dissipated, and what appeared in front of the mixed army was a high wall that could not be seen to the edge.

The high wall has several entrances, the entrances are not spacious but enough to accommodate a few people with the shape of a werewolf to pass side by side, but even so, under the towering high wall, these entrances are like a thin line of sky.

The high wall that enters the clouds brings an unparalleled shock, and what is even more shocking is that no one knows when the wall was built, and no one knows what lies behind the high wall, and what is more difficult to handle. watching them.

The ethnic group that was once misunderstood as winged people dismissed this.

They have wings that can soar in the sky, and no matter what is hidden behind this thing, they are confident that they can fly through it.

"Isn't it just a wall? Watch me fly over it!"

But it turns out they were thinking farts:

Just as he was about to leap over the high wall, a huge tower in the distance rose from the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it extended straight to the celestial body in the sky that was flowing with psychedelic brilliance, until it connected the celestial body with the bottom, The rumble and muffled sound could reach the ears of the extraordinary race.

It took so long for the sound to arrive, which shows how far away the tower is, and it is also enough to prove that the psychedelic celestial body that is close at hand is actually out of reach for the time being.

The Winged Men flapped their wings and flew towards the high wall.

As the height increases, they feel more and more wrong:

The high wall seemed to have no end, and no matter how much they raised, they could not reach the height they had crossed.

The air is gradually thinning, and their wings are gradually no longer able to provide the power to fly under the low temperature.

In desperation, they had no choice but to return to the ground. The leader was the "angel" who had participated in the werewolf gathering. He told the other leaders of the group the fact of the ultimate slap in the face with a gloomy face.

"Oh~ it's just a wall, then you fly over it~"

Zhang Ya is leading the blood race. The reason why she dared to harm the winged people so recklessly is because the Yi people despised the blood race's incompetence before the leap.

At this moment, the leader of the Yiren could only forcefully swallow all his unhappiness.

"Then did you use magic blessing?"

Emshait was also the one who had participated in the werewolf gathering. He had the same name as the Son of Horus, and at this time his form also changed into a tall and strong man with corresponding brown skin.

Coupled with that handsome face, there is a sense of sight that Li Goudan has grown up...

"Of course it is used," the leader of the Wingman said in a deep voice, his tone was full of complaints, "but our magic power is not enough to support us to fly at altitudes between the stratosphere and the warm layer, hmph, if the Kraken hadn't disappeared suddenly , with the help of their strength, we will be able to resist the low temperature."

Milin, who was listening, felt that even if there were sea monsters, it would be impossible to pass, because they were so stupid that they would only freeze people and not thaw them.

"The devil may be able to resist, but... what about their people!?"

The leader of another supernatural organization that Lynch didn't know frowned and asked.

No one will respond to him, because other people also don't know the devil's movements, and even the person sent to find the devil has no news for the time being.

"The group of good people suddenly lost contact at such a time, hmph, it really is unreliable for such a despicable creature as the devil."

"After scolding for a long time, the rest can only go." Zhang Ya's words were full of unpleasant indifference, "Our blood race chooses the gate over there, don't ask why we don't go together, such a narrow gate The strengths that our various races are good at are very different, and I want to know what the impact will be if I fight. Besides..."

She looked around at everyone and snorted contemptuously.

"Let's go alone and save some people from blaming us for murdering our allies. We have been accused of such crimes."

After all, she led the blood race to the gate she had chosen.