I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

Nian touched his chin and looked around in confusion, and saw the sky burned into scarlet by the flames, and the black smoke rising like a giant pillar.

Also, where the flames rise...

—Chernobog's crude ore reserve center.

There are all the raw ore mined this year, as well as some rough ore that has been roughly processed.

I don't know how many dangerous objects were killed at the same time, and it caused such an astonishing explosion.

"W's there." Tallulah said, "I've tried my best to make her restrain, but...war and change are not treats, and gentle ways of improvement won't work."

The doctor nodded noncommittally. Standing on the high platform overlooking everything in the distance, he heard the piercing siren whistling from somewhere, and the noisy running and shouting towards the place where the fire was rising.

The noise in the mine is like a tidal wave.

Countless people raised their heads blankly and looked at each other. Everyone stared at the distant flames and pointed.

No matter how radical the propaganda of the people in the No.12 mine was, no one ever thought that someone would artificially trigger this explosion to declare the coming of war.

When the hot wind full of burning stench and ashes blew from the darkness, countless snow flakes fell in succession, and were heated in mid-air and turned into rain, sprinkling on the clothes of the doctor and Tallulah.

The doctor took out his pocket watch, flipped the cover back with his thumb, and glanced at the dial.

"it's time."

A large number of surrounding buildings cracked and collapsed in the spreading foehn wind, and shouts and roars began to sound.

Under the burning and collapsed building, more than a dozen people were dragged out by members of the integration movement and pushed to the ground. Most of them smelled of alcohol, and a few sober people could only look around in horror. The flames and blades were shining with confusion , so that they could not utter a word.

"Hey, this guy is really heavy."

Grizzly Abraham, who was completely intoxicated by alcohol, was dragged out of the two-story building by several integration movement members. There were inevitably bumps and bumps on the road, but Grizzly, who was drunk with strong alcohol, did not respond at all, as if he was drunk. Same as death.

"Ha, what is this?" The face under the bone-crushing mask was contorted with excitement, and he kicked the grizzly bear's back, "It's really cheap for this old bear."

He drew the weapon from his waist, and chopped off Abraham's head with one blow. The hot blood shot into the snow, turning the white snow into crimson slush.

It was a painless death for Abraham, the grizzly bear who was drunk on hard liquor.

He didn't even struggle a bit.

"Forgive your life! Forgive your life!"

The manager who was pushed to the ground finally broke through. He yelled and kowtowed in a panic, and soon a pit appeared in the snow.

"I've never oppressed you! I'm new here!"

"What is this?" Someone in the integration movement laughed, pointing at the supervisor and gnashing his teeth, "You don't believe his nonsense, do you?"

He looked around at the numb miners in the snow and flames, and asked loudly, "Don't you have any resentment in your heart?"

The eyes of the miners no longer look like frozen ice.

"Today, there is resentment for revenge, and revenge for revenge." The member of the integration movement seemed to incorporate his emotions into it, and he raised the knife in his hand, "Why should we be oppressed to death by the masters? Why do we have to be discriminated against by others, why these people can eat our meat and drink our blood with peace of mind!"

He beheaded the supervisor who kowtowed and begged for mercy with one knife, and the blood was sprayed into the snow, like a painting.

Blood splattered on the miners' faces, and their eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

Tallulah raised her hand.

Everyone was looking at her, watching her clenched her palms into fists little by little.

"Integrate the movement and advance with all."

The flag of the Integrative Movement fluttered in the cold wind.

"I'm coming out to make a fuss." Li Lin beside Miss Nian suddenly said.

He hasn't shown his face in this chapter yet.

38 Chernoborg in chaos

Borders of cities and minefields now have a different color.

It's like a sea tide.

Black and red tides are surging on the ground, with no edge visible, and the rising and falling waves spread with the surging flow of people.

When individuals gather in one place, the tiny water droplets unexpectedly gather into a boundless and magnificent sea.

In the past, the wide viaduct, which was large enough for dozens of cars to travel, was now blocked by the surging flow of people.

Among the crowd, the shouting sound was like the echo of the tide, echoing endlessly in the empty city.

When the dark crowd passed along the street and passed through the forest-like buildings, the pale faces in the high-rise buildings after working all night looked puzzled and looked down indifferently.

Incomprehensible, yet indifferent.

After a quick glance at best, they turn back again and plunge into what seems to be endless work.

Even though the difficulty of the work at hand is increasing rapidly, everyone seems to be busier than before, as if they want to share a life-and-death ending with these businesses.

Work harder.

I want to show my talents even more - only in this way, will I not fall into the cold world outside the window.

Compared with the work in front of me, everything outside the window seems as far away as another world.

For them, the salary of the job at hand is not generous, and after layers of exploitation by the tax law, there is only enough money left to fill their stomachs.

But compared to those bankrupt people on the street?Compared with those who are drunk all day long after being deprived of their titles?Compared with the people in the factory who risk their lives to process ore products?Compared with the infected people who are dying in the mine?

Whenever they caught a glimpse of Qiecheng's military and police dragging an infected person away from the road and beating them to death, their eyes couldn't help but glisten with joy and comfort.

It seems to feel that his identity is so noble, and he tasted the joy of victory from those untouchables.

But the protests and clamor downstairs grew louder and louder.

At the beginning, it might have been just a few people holding signs shouting angrily on the street, in front of the court, or in front of the military and police nursing home, but when they got to the back, pedestrians gathered.

As more and more people join in, the scale begins to grow again and again.

In the end, this sudden parade had expanded to such a scale that every secret promoter began to feel hesitant and shocked.

Ambition is booming, but whose ambition is being used?

Homeless vagabonds, laid-off workers, gang members with tattoos and the smell of bad alcohol, even young students with hormonal impulses, veterans who have participated in wars...

Every face was filled with righteous indignation in the crowd, throwing themselves into this massive accusation and march.

Every time the migration of the mobile city is not peaceful, especially in Ursus, because it means a reshuffle of forces: some small officials will fall, and some lucky ones will rise, the ruling class throws out pieces of meat, and the lower classes will be In order to vent greedy desires.

The Ursas Empire has fought countless battles since the time of the former emperor. Some people have won honors, some people have lost their fortunes in the shuffle and strife, and more have nothing from the beginning.

They expected the war to bring them a good and bright future, but it didn't.

The late emperor died, the war ended, and Ursus began to lick his wounds.

There is no bread, no spirits, only injuries and diseases all over the body, if unfortunately infected with ore disease, then you can only prepare to spend the rest of your life in the mine.

"Bread! Bread! We want bread!"

"We want to work, we want to live!"

"The glory of veterans cannot be desecrated!"

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

"God kills the thieves of the country!"

Right at the front of the crowd, the excited leader was pumping his fists and shouting, his face flushed as if drunk.Every time he roared, there were bursts of catering echoes behind him, like monstrous ocean waves.

Everyone was immersed in the anger and sense of justice that filled their hearts, shouting and complaining to the towering buildings and the cold world in front of them.

......

"They mean it."

In front of the window of the Azazel clinic, the old man made a conclusion like this, and made a judgment on the muddy current in front of him, "Someone is manipulating them, using their emotions, and gathering the aimless crowd, just like a river .”

But it was not a river; their numbers were as the sand of the sea, and their wrath was like fire.

This sentence, the director of the Azazel Clinic, the former Ursus General Herag did not say it.

"These people look decent, but in fact their anger is manipulated by others. This land has never lacked politicians who play with people's hearts." He looked at the crowd that was gradually gathering, and tightened his grip on his waist. Knife, "We should get ready to go."

As the only clinic for infected persons in Chernobog, the Azazel Clinic is of great importance to both the official and non-governmental organizations of infected persons.

Even if the Azazel Clinic under the leadership of Herag always maintains a neutral position, any attitude may lead to a change in the direction of the wind.

......

In the sky, there was a whistling sound.

It was a drone equipped by the Chernobog Military Police.

The aircraft painted with the Ursus black background and white star double-headed eagle logo hangs high in the sky, overlooking the earth amidst the piercing sirens.

On the main road leading to the upper city, heavily armed Ursas police officers held shields and riot batons, staring indifferently at the faces that were still shouting.

The yellow line they pulled up was like a dam, blocking the surging turbidity in front of it.

Even if someone accidentally crossed the yellow line occasionally, they would be quickly dispersed by the Ursas police, and then fled howling under the impact of batons and high-pressure water cannons.

From the loudspeaker of the aircraft, there was a shout in Ursus language.

All those who dared to move forward were repelled mercilessly. In the chaos, those who fell to the ground wailed and shouted, but they were drowned in the din.

In the end, the turbulent team could only stand in a stalemate on the bridge leading to the upper city, separated from the wall of Ursus policemen, and shouted towards the towering buildings shrouded in clouds and neon in the distance.

But at a distance, all the Ursas police officers looked indifferent, as if they were deaf.

Finally, in the crowded pushing and pushing, someone was pushed off the guardrail and stuck on the edge of the elevated urban area, struggling in horror, and his voice for help was swallowed up by even louder voices. The crowd surged across the bridge, and no one look back.

Only a scream fell into the distance, gradually extinguished in the darkness, until it disappeared.

The people behind were struggling to move forward, but the people in front did not dare to take another step and retreated desperately.

Between advance and retreat, there was a chaotic wave among the parade crowd, and it is unknown how many people were drowned in the stampede and squeeze.

......

And this kind of situation, in the ten districts of Chernobog, began to spread one after another like a plague.

This city has long been terminally ill, he is like a patient covered in pustules, as long as he stretches out his hand and pushes gently, he will slide uncontrollably into the abyss.

bang——

A high-pitched voice sounded in the distance.

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

There was a sluggish man lying on his back, blood spraying from his head: a crossbow arrow passed through the back of his head and penetrated deeply into the asphalt ground.

Immediately afterwards, there was another sound of pulling the trigger. After that, the sound of the crossbow was continuous, like a torrential rain.

Who shot the crossbow?

The indifferent guards froze—they were only equipped with high-pressure water cannons and riot batons, and they would never carry such powerful crossbow bolts.

The originally excited crowd froze in place, and they caught a glimpse of their own pale faces in the reflection of the deceased's eyes.

When they heard the screams from the pool of blood, they screamed involuntarily.

The crowd scattered and fled.

The yellow line pulled up by the guards was trampled on the ground, countless people were rushing towards their line of defense, and the crumbling human wall finally completely collapsed.

I don't know who detonated a homemade explosive. The car on the roadside burst into flames and thick smoke billowed up.

The moment the situation started to get out of control, those thugs who couldn't wait already lowered their heads and covered their faces, took out a Molotov cocktail from their backpacks, and threw them at the surrounding buildings.

Some people excitedly rushed towards the crowded crowd, full of greed and violence, burning, killing and looting every object that passed by.

Others took axes and roughly split open the bars of the roadside display windows, lowered their heads and got in. Soon, screams could be heard from inside.

It's like coming to the shopping mall in the mall.

People who had been prepared for a long time rushed to their favorite products and fought hard.

——Zero yuan purchase starts!

Only terrified cries came from afar, with the smell of burning smoke.

In the chaos, an unknown number of people were trampled on the ground and completely submerged.