I Can Magically Change the Black Technology

Federal calendar May 7, 178.

It's two forty-five in the morning in Tokyo.

The troops at the bottom of the Tokyo Skytree are rapidly gathering. The army array is lined up at the bottom of the Skytree. It is so dense that there is almost no end in sight. Everyone has a neat appearance, and there are even bloodstains on the chariots and clothes.

And in the distance, the battle for Shinjuku is not over yet, the fleet of planes is circling in the sky, and the billowing smoke turns into huge columns of smoke that slant into the sky one by one in the field of vision.

The news from the federal headquarters is extremely unfavorable. The God-worshiping species and the Deep Blue One have broken through the blockade of the federal military one after another, and are approaching Tokyo at a high speed. Moreover, according to reliable information, the God-worshiping species has paid thousands of dollars on the battlefield in the East China Sea. After paying the price of the same kind, he also succeeded in becoming the only individual of the fourth caste, but unlike the dark blue who came with the army of the Lord of the Deep Sea Sleeping, the God-worshiping species has only this fourth caste alone.

But everyone knows that this fourth caste can be worth thousands of troops.

For the god-worshiping species, the human blocking force in the East China Sea is more like a helper to help them ascend to the fourth caste.

Perhaps out of more prudent considerations, Xie Licheng, Zhou Hongshen and others did not express their guesses and judgments, and still made announcements with the God-worshiping species as the enemy. The situation in the Federation and Tokyo is about to change dramatically.

The electromagnetic interference of the Tandan people has just increased again, and even Su Chen's dark energy network has been severely interfered, communication with other regions has become intermittent, and the Federation's own system is almost paralyzed.

But this is not important anymore. The appearance of two fourth castes on the battlefield in Tokyo will mean a change in the entire battle situation. Fortunately, there is still a distance between them, and the gap in space distance is equivalent to time.

Confederate troops assembled.

He Xiuran climbed to a high place to do the final pre-war mobilization.

According to He Xiuran's request, Su Chen stood behind him.

In fact, the Federation's troops have not yet assembled, but He Xiuran is going to rush to attack again with a time difference, because the fact that there is a fourth caste on the side of the God-Worshiping Race is beyond the Federation's expectations. The scarlet ones and the god-worshiping species did not show the combat power of the fourth caste, which made the Federation's judgment biased. If there were two fourth castes, the Federation might choose to continue to accumulate strength, but now, there will be three hostile The fourth caste of the faction appeared on the battlefield, and He Xiuran didn't dare to wait any longer.

In the previous battles, Su Chen seemed to have evolved into some kind of public figure. Standing here, he could boost morale to a certain extent.

And just now, He Xiuran made a proposal to Su Chen. He hoped that Saixi Platinum would cooperate with Su Chen to attack and kill the sword-like shadow in the sky. Dao is like the shadow of a sword, and the balance of the battle will change again.

This plan made Su Chen a little bit excited. This is an opportunity, but it depends on how much Sisi Platinum weighs. If it is just an ordinary third caste, then it is meaningless, and it is even impossible to succeed. Su Chen will be dragged in.

But Sisi is very appreciative of this plan.

Su Chen hasn't really seen this person yet, standing behind He Xiuran, looking at the crowd of soldiers, his thoughts are a little wandering, not distracted, just a little empty.

Su Chen hardly listened to what He Xiuran said in his mobilization, but as the saying goes, a good military strategist must be a good orator. A battle cry that shook the sky.

But at this time, He Xiuran cast his eyes on Su Chen, and said, "Mr. Su..."

"Huh?" Su Chen didn't remember that there was a link where he should speak. He had already realized that his state was not right, and there was not much change after several adjustments. This is like a person who wants to sleep but is not sleepy at all. Like a human being, he knows what to do, but it takes a long time to actually fall asleep.

But then Su Chen noticed that the array in front of him was splitting up, and unique teams came out one by one.

Some of them are wearing regular federal combat uniforms, while some are wearing some kind of special clothes. Some teams may have more than a dozen people, while some teams have only a few scattered people. Standing in a queue, some can clearly see Even though he was not from the military, even though he tried to stand up straight, he was still far from a real soldier.

They include blacks, whites, and yellows, tall and short, male and female, even old and young. There are even a few gray-haired old people among them, all of whom may be over seventy years old.

Yet they have one common feature that cannot be ignored.

Everyone has dark energy fluctuations that are not lower than the first caste.

Headed by a man, even a bona fide third caste.

That person stood in front of the entire queue, with a high-spirited posture, looking at Su Chen with piercing eyes.

And there were some figures Su Chen was familiar with.

Team Mo and his party who met in Shuangcheng, Jonathan who was waiting for him at the border of the kingdom of the dead...

"These are the saviors." He Xiu took a step back, stood shoulder to shoulder with Su Chen, looked at the crowd below, and said, "I will hand them over to you to fight against the fourth caste. We need them."

Su Chen glanced at him, fell silent for a moment, then slowly took a step forward, raising her arms towards the people below.

He was at a loss, not knowing how to speak.

But the people below were one step ahead of him.

Jonathan, who was standing in front of his team in the corner, was the first to speak up, and his voice was loud, resounding through the bottom of the Skytree.

"A total of eleven members of the savior of the EU region, the 'Lion', are already in place. Please give orders, Mr. Su!"

Along with the first sound, countless voices resounded under the cold sky.

"The saviors of the North American region, the 'drivers', have seven people in place. Please give orders, Mr. Su!"

"Zeus, the savior of the European region, has twelve people in place. Please, Mr. Su..."

"A total of nine people from the savior of the Huaxia region, 'Apocalypse', are already in place, please..."

"The savior of the Huaxia Region, the 'Giant Spirit God'..."

"The savior of Europe..."

A total of nineteen savior teams were displayed in front of Su Chen like this, piercing through the top of the sky with a single sound.

One sound after another brought Su Chen back to reality and brought him back to the battlefield.

What one person cannot do, but a group of people can.

Everyone standing here will be today's savior.

This is what "saviors" means.

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