Arknights? Colonization Ark!

After saying that, he looked at the ice blocks around him that had just fallen because the ice cover had shattered.

"If Ursus had such a weapon, they would not come to attack Kazdel, but would directly declare war on Da Yan."

Theresa on the ground also felt less pain due to the destruction of the altar. She closed her eyes and seemed not to be awake yet.

The Blood Demon Lord gritted his teeth and wanted to take advantage of Theresa's lack of recovery and catch her off guard, or at least seriously injure her and make her unable to move.

But what he didn't expect was that Tracy reached out and stopped him.

"You are awake now, right? Did you call the Wendigo back, Theresa?"

After being pointed out by her brother, Theresa struggled to get up from the ground. Her head still hurt, but it was much better than before.

After shaking his head, he replied

"I'm not so sure either."

Because the Tower of Babel was also within the attack range, even an area of ​​Rhodes Island was frozen.

Could it be that their previous thoughts were wrong and that person was actually an ambitious person?

W has been killed?

Just as the two were thinking, the distant horizon began to be covered with gray.

In this sudden bombing, the culprit finally showed his fangs.

The leader was extremely tall, wearing a set of extremely thick heavy armor. The shape of his full-coverage, forward-convex helmet was extremely strange, and there was a pair of large horns like tree branches on the left and right sides.

If someone is not familiar with it, they might mistake it for an Elafia.

Beside him were a dozen soldiers wearing slightly smaller heavy armor, and each of them was holding a long gun shaped like a cannon barrel. The black gun barrels made people feel creepy.

In addition, there was a large group of black soldiers. Although the armor they wore did not look as thick as the former, no one would underestimate them either, because there were several large vehicles driving around them, with dozens of neatly arranged missiles on them, which were the things that had just dyed the entire earth white.

Bozhukas looked at the two parties who were originally fighting each other. Now most of them were frozen in the ice, and the remaining half had no desire to resist. He was very satisfied with the result.

Are you kidding? After such a round of attacks, a normal army should have collapsed long ago. They are just standing there, completely stunned.

At this time, Kal'tsit, who had just been rushed out from Rhodes Island, looked at the white land and thought she had traveled to the far north.

Looking at a Sarkaz frozen in ice beside him, his eyes seemed to be still moving.

"Mon3tr."

As she shouted, her exposed back began to bulge unnaturally, as if something was struggling to crawl out.

噗

A monster that looked like it was made of obsidian broke through her skin and crawled out from behind her.

Then she waved her sharp claws to easily split the ice, and the person who was originally frozen immediately fell to the ground. Kal'tsit stepped forward and fumbled around for a while.

"Alive."

There was still a faint heartbeat under the frozen skin. Given Sarkaz's physique, he should be fine after resting for a while.

But as time goes by, those who deserve to die will die.

Kal'tsit didn't dare to waste any more time and rushed into the battlefield with Mon3tr. The way was filled with large and small prismatic ice cones. If they were changed to a different color, it would look like a natural disaster had just occurred.

Kal'tsit hurriedly walked up to the princess and helped Theresa, who was still unconscious. At the same time, Mon3tr and Ascalon stared vigilantly at Theresis and the Blood Demon Lord opposite them.

"Theresa, are you okay?"

"It's nothing serious."

But now both sides no longer had any intention of fighting, and their eyes were fixed on Bozhukasti in the distance.

"Kal'tsit, is that the power armor you've seen?"

Kal'tsit followed Theresa's gaze and saw the soldier in power armor that she had only met once standing on a hillside. There were more than a dozen of them this time, and there was a large group of soldiers wearing other types of power armor beside them, at least a thousand in number.

What's happening now?

Is Ursus blind?

Let so many troops come here in a swagger?

But Bozhuocasti didn't give them much time to think.

As several drones took off from the vehicles, they headed towards the Sarkaz army.

Many people wanted to shoot them down, but Terra currently did not have the means to attack at an altitude of one kilometer, so they could only watch them approach.

The expected second round of bombing did not come.

The other party stopped after landing at a certain height.

Then a heavy voice that was familiar to many people came from the drone.

"I am the King of the Sarkaz Wendigo Court - Bozhukas

Now, I order all of you to lay down your weapons and surrender immediately!

Surrender to our Terran Human Federation!"

Chapter 60: Damn it, what the hell is this?

Terra Human Federation?

Where is that?

Why Wendigo?

There seems to be only one Columbia in the Federation of Terra...

The huge sound echoed again and again in the wilderness, waking up the Sarkaz who had just been stunned by the huge explosion.

They looked around and saw a world of ice and snow all around them, with icebergs several meters high and their companions inside.

Through the transparent ice layer, you can still see the panicked expressions of the people inside.

There were also many unlucky guys whose half bodies were frozen in the ice, and they were desperately using their weapons to hit the ice on their lower bodies.

The two sides, who were still fighting not long ago, were now staring blankly at everything that was suddenly happening around them.

Some species among the Sarkaz are more sensitive to the activity of vitality, such as the blood demon.

Soon someone discovered that their frozen companion did not seem to be dead yet.

I don't know who shouted.

"Hurry up and chisel these things open, they are still alive!"

A Sarkaz swordsman, holding a weapon in his hand, saw the Goliath man who had just fought with him. After hearing the voice, he turned around and chopped the iceberg next to him with an axe. There were four or five people frozen in the iceberg, some of them and some of the opponents.

Bang!

An axe hit the ice and quickly chopped off a piece. Although there was a loud noise when it exploded, in fact, the ice was not much harder than normal ice. For these powerful Sarkaz, it was not too difficult to chisel open the iceberg.

The swordsman looked at the opponent's defenseless back and hesitated with the sword in his hand, wondering whether to take this opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

The Sarkaz sturdy man chopped twice, and then seemed to realize something. He turned around and looked at the swordsman standing there, and roared at him:

"Look at you! Why don't you come over and help me?"

The swordsman seemed to be frightened by the loud voice. He was stunned for two seconds before nodding his head.

"oh oh."

Then he ran over with his sword and poked the ice together.

Such behavior was like a virus and quickly spread throughout the battlefield.

The clinking sound of chiseling ice replaced the sound of weapons clashing on the battlefield.

Sarkaz were everywhere, holding all kinds of weapons and trying to rescue their frozen compatriots from the ice. At least at this moment, they did not point their swords at each other.

But this situation is extremely normal, because there is no deep hatred between the Sarkaz. On the contrary, their sense of national identity is actually very strong.

This was caused by two factors. One was the huge external pressure and racial discrimination, and the other was that the blood between the Sarkaz themselves had some kind of inexplicable connection.

In addition, this war was not a battle of interests, but a battle of ideologies between the leaders of both sides. The Sarkaz under them were purely instigated to join the war by the personal charisma of their respective leaders.

Of course, there is definitely some exchange of interests in the middle, but it is harmless.

This kind of war, which is not for money or profit, often starts quickly and ends quickly if an accident occurs.

Maybe after the battle, these people met each other in the pub and bought each other a drink to celebrate living another day.

As for the spectator group in the distance, under the special care of Bozhukasti, the entire surface of the warship was frozen.

"Kelsey, are you serious?"

Theresa looked at Kal'tsit who had just arrived in front of her with some disbelief. She actually told her that this massive bombing should not have caused any casualties so far.

"Yes, this temperature should be under the opponent's precise control, and there is no fatal danger in a short period of time."

This is just the freezing of the epidermis. The body's cell fluid is not frozen, resulting in ice crystals destroying the cell structure. If the person is rescued as soon as possible, he will only suffer from frostbite and rapid heat loss, leading to hypothermia and fainting.

Tracy was not far away, so he naturally heard these words. He frowned and looked around at the battlefield which had changed drastically.

It was clearly a battle that would be recorded in the history of Kazdel, but now it has become a farce of breaking the iceberg, turning this war completely in an unpredictable direction.

No matter what the final outcome is, this war will certainly not continue. Even Tracys has no way to make these soldiers who just broke ice to save each other pick up weapons and fight each other again.

Forcing orders might even lead to mutiny.

Is this also part of your calculation, Theresa?

"Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, I'm back!"

Just as several people were thinking about it, a long-lost voice suddenly came from afar.

Theresa looked quickly when her name was called, only to see an American cockroach half-sticking out of the passenger seat, stretching out its hands and waving desperately at Theresa.

The two iconic tufts of red hair were blown in the wind.

"W!"

Theresa screamed, she thought the other person might have been killed.

Before Hedley could stop the car, W kicked open the door and jumped out of the car impatiently. The poor door was almost deformed by the kick.

“Your Highness!!!!”

For W, a day without seeing Theresa was like a year, and she had been away for more than 60 years.

Your Highness is so fragrant and soft. If I could bury my head in your chest, it would be worth dying for!

Unfortunately, Theresa did not give her this opportunity, and skillfully reached out to hold down W's head.

"Why did you come back at this time?"

The gentle voice carried a hint of concern, and W felt warm all over.

"It's all that old guy's fault! He said he could take a ride with them all the way back, but he told me every day that the road was not open and refused to tell me what was going on. That's why I couldn't come back to see Your Highness until now!"

old man?

Theresa pointed at Bodracasti in the distance.

"is it him?"

W nods like a pounding garlic

"It was that old guy. If my bomb hadn't been confiscated and I couldn't defeat him, I would have run back long ago."

W said this while slandering the two mercenaries she hired.

"Those two guys are the same. They refused to accompany me to fight no matter what. Why are they mercenaries if they are so afraid of death? If it weren't for the help of Your Highness, I think they would have starved to death on the road sooner or later."

Theresa had just recovered from her mental confusion, but after W's quarrel, she began to feel pain again.

"What did you encounter in Ursus?"

When Theresa asked about the main business, W restrained his temper and straightened his expression.

"Those guys actually dug through the ground all the way from the northern border of Ursus and built a tunnel that goes straight to Kazdel. The speed of travel was very fast. In less than 20 minutes, they completed more than several thousand kilometers of transportation."

Chapter 61: For Kazdel

Drilling holes is a technical job.