Chapter 97 World War
Unconsciously, a solemn and murderous atmosphere spread out, the rulers of the two worlds looked at each other, and the desire to fight rose to the sky.

This moment has finally arrived.

This moment has finally arrived.

The creatures of the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm were on high alert. Before them was a huge world gate that was hundreds of feet long and wide. This gate was like a myth, but it brought disaster.

On the other side of the portal are the aliens they are going to fight, the Earth civilization which is far more powerful than theirs, this behemoth is an irresistible existence.

The soldiers stared at the past with iron-blooded eyes. At this moment, they forgot their fear, forgot their terror, and forgot the power of the Earth's civilization.

All they have is a brave heart that is ready to face death!
In a world war with such a huge gap, they are bound to die, but even if they die, they are fearless and are willing to sacrifice their lives.

A roar seemed to come from the wilderness, the king of another world, the huge creature that was already hundreds of feet tall roared. It now had twelve arms and three heads, with a male and female appearance, and three eyes on one face. It was truly unusual.

Compared to a month ago, his strength is even stronger! He has surpassed the shackles of the world, surpassed the bloodline of the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Clan, and his strength is far superior to that of the kings of the glorious era.

At this moment, the king let out an earth-shaking roar, and his iron-blooded words shook heaven and earth, and could be heard clearly even on the other side of the World Gate.

"Our world gave birth to us. The land, food, air and even life we ​​have all come from the world. We must repay this kindness!

This world is where our ancestors have lived for generations. It has been passed down for billions of years and belongs to our Eight-Armed Heavenly King clan. How can we give it up?

Today, the world war begins, and we have no choice but to fight to the death! Even if I die nine times, I still have no regrets!
We are born here, raised here, and will die here. It is an endless honor to die fighting for heaven.

My dear sons! Heaven is protecting us, the gods are looking down upon us! Our loved ones are blessing us!

In this battle! We are not afraid of life or death!
I wish to shed my last drop of blood, may our world last forever, and may the Celestials win!"

"The Celestial Tribe will win!"

Millions of people roared in unison. It was a tragic and heroic act of going to die, which even infected the disciples of the mountain gate.

In world war, there is no right or wrong, only life or death and strong or weak.

Wang Xuan looked at the millions of troops from afar. Their soaring momentum seemed invincible. Unfortunately, they encountered the Earth civilization.

In front of the World Gate, there is a large number of federal troops. They are ready to go, with legions lined up one after another, and various technological weapons are ready to be activated at any time.

World War, they have been waiting for a long time!
"Is this the world war?"

Every disciple of the mountain sect was shocked by the battle between billions of lives in two worlds, the fearless spirit of facing death with indifference, and the unity of the iron-blooded military souls.

Compared to these creatures who have fallen into despair and can only fight to the death, they still lack a lot.

As they wait and see, their hearts are undergoing baptism, their minds are growing rapidly, all their childishness is gradually fading away, and their vision and ambitions are growing infinitely at this moment.

“If the Earth ever encounters a more powerful civilization, we will have no choice but to fight to the death.

If we want human civilization to survive and our home planet to survive forever, all we can do is get stronger, stronger, and stronger! "

These young people gradually understood this truth, and also understood why the Earth's civilization, with so many forces and complex personnel, could work together to steer the ship of civilization and keep it moving forward smoothly.

There is no point in internal intrigues. No matter how many conflicts and contradictions there are, they will unite and cooperate when it is necessary for them to be united.

When fighting with the alien world, except for the human race who can rely on each other, the alien world only has enemies! Endless enemies!

He Laoliu and other true immortals could not help but nod their heads. The young people here, the young people who have transformed and grown up, are the hope of mankind and the new blood that will take over their fight for the mother planet in the future.

Having experienced countless wars, they know how much the Earth's civilization needs unity. Therefore, when there are conflicts between powerful forces, large-scale civil unrest will never break out.

Doing so would only reduce the overall strength of Earth civilization and allow the coveted alien world to take advantage of the situation. Their broad vision often makes them ignore personal grudges, put the interests of the whole community above their own, and focus on the world.

A strong wind blew past the World Gate. In the eyes of the True Immortals, the World Gate at this moment was completely a combination of laws and high-level source power.

An unparalleled force emanates from the World Gate, which comes from the original will. In front of the Earth's will, their minds and cultivation seem insignificant.

However, the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm is far less powerful than the Earth. All it can do is resist and not want to be swallowed by the Earth.

However, in the past five hundred years, the Earth has swallowed up countless worlds, large and small, perhaps even nearly a hundred. The Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm is just a very ordinary one among them.

No matter how strong the resistance is, it cannot stop its encroachment. As it approaches step by step, I am afraid that within ten years, this world will be reduced to nothingness.

Various source forces are surging at the gate of the world, and the power of the laws is colliding. It looks like a door, but there is a space of hundreds or kilometers in the middle. The forces of the two worlds are wrestling here.

Wang Xuan was looking at the impending war. He knew very well that in the early days when the world gate was opened, only cultivators at the seventh level of body refinement would be able to enter.

It is far from the time for the earthly immortals to take action. If they enter the world gate at this time, their realm will be forcibly suppressed and they will not be able to display their cultivation.

"Fight! Fight, fight, fight!" the alien army roared.

"Kill!" The federal soldiers charged forward.

The clarion call of war has been sounded.

Stepping into the Gate of the World, they found themselves in a long corridor, wide at one end and narrow at the other, with the space in between making them meet on a narrow road.

The world war begins here!

A narrow road meeting, a bloody collision, a fight for life and death!

"Ready! Line up!"

Thousands of federal troops arrived in a short time, with row after row of soldiers armed with guns, fighting in neat formations.

The laser guns and automatic rifles are at the back, with sufficient killing power at long range. The soldiers at the front are holding super-powered cannons, and if there are enemies rushing in front, one shot can turn them into ashes.

Behind them, there were powerful energy-emitting weapons set up. When fired instantly, they were enough to bring down a mountain. If the front was lost, these heavy weapons would serve as a backup.

The world gate where Meiling is located is only twenty feet long and wide, while the world gate where the mother planet is rooted in the alien world is hundreds of feet wide, and the influx of troops is completely unequal.

The army of the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm moved, and the army of tens of thousands of people formed a battle formation and advanced forward.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!
The sound of drums shook the sky. The tall and strong eight-armed soldiers of the Heavenly King clan, who were an average of more than three meters tall, marched forward, holding shields high and sharp blades in their hands.

Their technological level is far inferior to that of Earth, but no one dares to ignore their fighting spirit and fearlessness.

"Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!"

Their shouts frightened the enemy, their firm steps advanced without retreating, and their strong physiques; any one of them had a strength of several thousand pounds. If they were to fight physically, ordinary humans would be no match for them.

"rush!"

At the command, the Celestial Clan soldiers advanced bravely. The sturdy men holding huge shields were like a galloping tank or an unstoppable heavy truck.

Like a torrent, tens of thousands of Heavenly Clan soldiers rushed forward, swords and weapons towards the federal army.

(End of this chapter)