The Earth People are so Fierce

However, someone was faster than him.

As soon as Meng Chao landed, he heard a high-pitched whistle like a horn coming from all directions. . .

The torrential rain was like raging waves, but in the raging raging waves, there were silhouettes of spiritual flames, like thousands of arrows, smashing waves, flying towards the spar communication tower that was about to collapse!

"It's going down! The communication tower is going down!"

"The communication tower is the lifeline! The flood is so rampant, people are trapped everywhere, communication is lost, armored airships and drones have become headless flies, and the trapped people are finished!"

"Save people, save people!"

The roars one after another connected everyone together.

Meng Chao noticed that most of these people wore the most simple leather boots and protective clothing, and they were covered with holes burned by sparks or scraped by crystal clusters.

Everyone has disheveled hair, muddy faces, and a miserable appearance. The wrinkles of the knife and axe are full of traces of the erosion of the years. Even the burning flames cannot wipe away these indecent traces. go with.

Many people are more or less disabled.

Either he was limping, he was missing a few fingers, and there were even shocking scars on his face that spread all the way down his neck and into his chest.

This is the medal they got by fighting with monsters.

Perhaps it is also the reason why they were able to awaken their extraordinary power.

It can be seen that they are the most numerous and the least powerful residual star extraordinary or one-star extraordinary in the circle of extraordinary people.

It is not only the cornerstone in the circle of extraordinary people, but also the mainstay of fighting on the front line of all walks of life, eating and living with ordinary workers, and fighting side by side.

Although compared with the powerhouses in the spiritual realm like Meng Chao, these low-level supernatural beings who have not yet broken through—maybe never able to break through the one-star spiritual realm are not much different from ordinary people.

Twenty or thirty stories high, hundreds of tons or even thousands of tons of steel structures collapsed as a whole, and if they were smashed down hard, they would still be smashed to pieces, and their souls would be dissipated.

But these low-level transcendents did their best to fly up, but they were no different from Meng Chao's dive just now.

When Meng Chao landed, there was already a low-level extraordinary person with white temples and wrinkled face, who looked to be in their forties or fifties, and rushed to the base of the spar communication tower.

In the face of Taki, which was constantly tilting and could collapse completely at any time, he didn't even shake his eyelashes, and put his slightly thin shoulders in it like a jack.

This middle-aged and low-level extraordinary person's whole face immediately turned red as if he was about to explode.

From the tip of the nose, there were distinct blood beads that could not be wiped off even by the torrential rain.

He frowned and gritted his teeth, but he still couldn't bite the painful muffled sound, which came out from between his teeth.

The blue veins protruding from the temples on both sides were all broken, dancing wildly like an out-of-control high-pressure water pipe.

Meng Chao knew that this kind of spar communication tower built in an unknown area, in order to resist various intricate magnetic interference and ensure the stability of the communication line, often use multiple super-power signal amplification devices at the same time.

And when the thunder roars, the rainstorm is pouring, the spar communication tower is about to collapse, and the signal amplification device is damaged, the psionic energy inside is very likely to get out of control, like an invisible lightning whip, lashing anyone who dares to approach the communication tower. on the person.

In other words, the flesh and blood of this middle-aged and low-level extraordinary person is not only enduring a thousand-point force, but also enduring an incomparably violent spiritual energy, which is attacked like a flood of beasts.

Meng Chao's eyes flickered, and he was about to step forward to save people, but several low-level supernatural beings who were closer than him had already rushed forward.

One of them was drenched in rain and mud, and blood was leaking faintly from the vital parts, as if he had just fought the flood and rescued countless workers and facilities, and then rushed here non-stop.

The protective clothing inlaid with the scales of the Nightmare beasts was torn apart, but the camouflage clothing underneath that was washed white and had long since faded was revealed.

Meng Chao knew that this was a military camouflage uniform worn by a veteran of the Chilong Army.

It doesn't have the bells and whistles and high-tech features, but it's solid and reliable -- just like these veterans.

Before the middle-aged low-level superhuman who took the lead in rushing in, was about to be crushed by hundreds of tons of steel.

The veteran also put his shoulders in.

I saw his eyes wide open, his beard trembling, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands were broken.

What spewed out from the blood vessels was not hot blood, but a red spiritual flame that burned with blood as fuel.

Under the blessing of spiritual flames, the hands of the veterans are deeply embedded in the steel structure of the fixed tower base, as if to weld their bones and steel structure together at a high temperature of thousands of degrees, turning their spine into a brand new one. Taki!

The middle-aged and low-level superhuman who took the lead in the charge gained a little breathing space

The beards of the veterans, but under the invasion of psionic energy, turned into a crystal clear blood red.

His spine was still as straight as a pine on the top of a mountain.

The right leg fell off the chain at a critical moment.

With a burst of "crackling", under his right knee, hundreds of parts burst open at the same time.

It turned out that his right calf had long been amputated and replaced with a psionic powered mechanical prosthesis.

Under normal circumstances, mechanical prosthetics are sufficient for most medium and high-intensity tasks.

But when the planet's magnetic field changed dramatically, the spiritual magnetic interference was strong, and hundreds of thousands of tons of steel were smashed down.

The will of the veteran can only be implemented into every strand of his own flesh and bone, but there is no way for the mechanical prosthesis to be like his reinforced iron bones, who would rather die than bend and stand tall.

Fortunately, just before the veteran lost his balance and was about to fall, more low-level superhumans appeared around him and behind him.

They went one after the other, and put their shoulders into the sloping takiri.

There were also people who supported the veterans and the middle-aged and low-level extraordinary people who took the lead in charging from behind.

Everyone's flesh and blood are closely connected, and everyone's spiritual flames burn together, burning into a torch that can't be extinguished by a torrential rain!

If it is on the flat ground, each of these low-level extraordinary people is given a tough steel cable, and everyone works together, it is really possible to pull an armored train weighing thousands of tons or even tens of thousands of tons.

The problem is that the structure of the spar communication tower is very special, and most of the weight is concentrated in the middle and upper parts of it.

And around the tower base, which is constantly twisted and broken, there are not many people standing.

Even if there are 20 or 30 people who can stand under them, they often cannot find the position and angle where they can exert their power to the limit.

Besides, with the continuous rise of the water level, even the solid ground beneath the feet of the low-level superhumans gradually became soft and muddy, unable to carry them, draining every cell and overdrawing the power inspired by life .

These low-level superhumans have not yet mastered the power of magnetic levitation, so they cannot walk in the air and support the spar communication tower from the air.

Even though they all shouted hoarse, grinded their palms and even broke their bones, the spar communication tower was still slow but firm, leaning down inch by inch toward the south.

Fortunately, their concerted efforts finally slowed down the collapse of the spar communication tower.

The workers in the temporary building on the south side have enough time to wake up and evacuate.

Watching more and more workers escape from the hive-like temporary buildings, the bloodshot eyes of the low-level superhumans became brighter and brighter.

Even if they risk their lives, they cannot stop the collapse of the spar communication tower.

At least, they can use their own reinforced iron bones to make the spar communication tower last longer and make the collapse come slower and later.

"hold onto!"

"The extra second the spar communication tower stands, the more stable the communication line is!"

"Not only more workers can escape, but more trapped people may be found by drones and search and rescue teams!"

This belief stimulates every mitochondria in the depths of every cell in every low-level extraordinary person.

Let them overdraw their lives again and again, ignite the spiritual flame, not only weld their own bones and the steel structure of the spar communication tower together, but also firmly weld each other's bones together.

Meandering blood oozes from the eye sockets, nostrils, ear canals and corners of the mouth.

There were also people whose faces, chests, and arms had become bruised—a symptom of severe subcutaneous bleeding from thousands of broken capillaries.

There are also a lot of Canxing's extraordinary stump limbs and broken arms. The broken bones that haven't healed for a long time have been poked out of the scars, and rubbed with the mechanical prosthesis, rubbing out a series of dazzling sparks, and "squeaky" noise.

But no matter how much pain and stress they are going through.

No one chooses to retreat and give up.

Everyone agrees, turning the muffled hum into a cadenced chant, leading each other's hearts, beating extremely strongly at the same rhythm!

At this moment, I don't know if it's an illusion, many people suddenly feel that the pressure around them is light.

It was as if the surging floods and mudslides were blocked by a mysterious and powerful force.

Their concerted efforts finally came into play, forcibly blocking the spar communication tower weighing thousands of tons, which was constantly tilting!

"Success, success!"

"There is a door!"

"That's it, work harder, straighten the communication tower, straighten the communication tower!"

"Fight, fight with it!"

The low-level superhumans were greatly encouraged, and the fire of life burned more and more vigorously.

Even Meng Chao, who was among them, also welded his own bones to the steel structure and welded each other's bones together, felt that the vibration frequency of everyone's life magnetic field was getting closer and closer. Under the guidance of the same goal, the strongest resonance occurred!