In White Wolf City, a huge aircraft carrier was slowly descending, and Nasians drove a pack dog to meet him.

Looking at the shocking wounds and cracks, Lao Bolong couldn't help but shake his head. This big guy was really dangerous at the beginning and almost hurt its nuclear reactor.

"Okay, everyone will come down, let's leave it to us next!" Lao Bolong stood on the head of a carrying dog and ordered the aircraft carrier.

"Leave all?" The navy on the ship was very repulsive. Brown scolded: "What are you thinking? The next repair is likely to be to move the nuclear reactor. Are you sure you want to stay on the ship?"

"But..." Several technical officials looked at Lao Bolun, then looked at Brown beside him, wanting to refute, but couldn't say anything.

At this moment, a soldier suddenly shouted: "Sir, there is something wrong!"

"What's going on?" Brown turned his head.

...

In the eastern part of Fuso, on the flat ocean.

A violent storm was raging, and huge waves on the sea were surging. A volcano was erupting in the center of the waves and storm. The top of its crater was facing the eye of the typhoon at the top, and a hot column that could not be seen by the naked eye, connecting the world, continuously supplying energy to the storm.

The sky was as dark as late as the night, so the magma that was gushing out wildly seemed even more dazzling, like blood gushing out of the earth!

At this time, the typhoon had covered a range of thousands of kilometers, and most of Fusang State was shrouded in it, almost completely covered by clouds. Some people even suspected that Fusang still exists on the earth.

The violent waves surged to the shore, into the city, into the streets and alleys.

Terrible hurricanes push houses, roll up cars, level the city...

Most of the Fuso people have moved to relatively solid public facilities and disaster prevention facilities. Listening to the howling wind outside, crowded together, trembling...

Intermittent sound came from the radio that was almost out of power.

I vaguely heard the sentence "God bless Fusang".

But the Fusang people are now extremely desperate and cannot even shout slogans.

When they called out the first time that Tianyou Fusang, a storm raged the entire Fusang and destroyed their entire agriculture, half of the Eastern Capital.

When they called out the second time that Tianyou Fusang, the Immortal Mountain erupted wildly, razing more than ten large and small towns and swallowing more than two million people.

Now, they are going to shout out Tianyou Fusang again. How many people can be left in Fusang after this time?

Even the prophet Olion of the Guns and Cannon and the former Master Wu of the Fusang Sword God failed. Who else can save them?

At this time, I'm afraid even a miracle won't happen.

This world will not belong to a miracle after all, and what should come must come.

Suddenly, they heard a loud voice coming from the radio.

"There are still people working for us!"

"We still have hope!"

"Brewer...hiss..."

"What?" A man holding a radio in the corner listened to the intermittent sound on the radio, and was so angry that he shot several times, but the sound was still very unclear.

I don’t know if it’s a volcano, a storm, or something, which interferes with the radio waves.

Or maybe it was simply because the air was too wet and his radio was damp.

Still hope?

Anyone else save us?

No matter who it is, come and save us...

No matter who it is...

...

On the volcanic island, indigo? Holding his shoulders, standing on the volcanic machine.

It's soon, it's soon.

The conditions for activate the Iron Gate are about to be reached!

He reached his hand to his waist and took out a bottle.

In that bottle, the shadow of an iron gate was vaguely seen. This steel gate was much larger than the one that Lao Boluo set up in White Wolf City.

Plant this steel gate and open the passage with the Hammer City Gold Gear Factory.

At that time, countless war giant dogs will pour in and rage the entire world.

His mission was completed.

He raised his head and threw the bottle in his hand.

At this moment, a ray of light descended from the sky.

Sunlight!

At the center of this storm, clouds obscured everything, how could there be sunshine?

He raised his head.

A few kilometers away from the volcanic island, a quietly suspended warship is also nervously monitoring the indigo?.

At this moment, they suddenly felt something was wrong.

A ball appeared next to their boat.

"Huh, what's that?"

"Is it a bird?"

"Is this a bird? Such a round bird, this is a fat ball..."

A huge fat young bird was flapping its wings in the air, and its small claws were struggling to carry a black thing like a camera.

Even though it seems difficult to fly, even if the camera is bigger than its body, even if the wind outside reaches a speed of hundreds of kilometers per hour, it still flies steadily.

There seems to be a communicator hanging under its neck.

A voice came out from it: "Shot start!"

In an instant, a ray of light descended from the sky.

I don’t know when the thick clouds in the sky seemed to have broken a big hole.

The brilliant sunshine broke through all darkness and storms.

Looking from the side, it seems that the whole world has been divided into two areas.

Light and darkness!

In that bright field, it seemed that even the wind slowed down. The originally red and dazzling magma seemed to be dim under the sun.

Everything was temporarily calmed down by the sunshine.

The next second...

"Chi——"

A cry resounded through the sky, piercing through the golden and cracked stones, and seemed to be directly heard deep in people's hearts, making everyone unable to help but cover their ears and hold their chests.

Blue and white light flashed by, and a bird with two long feathers and showing off its might descended from the sky.

Zhuang Buyuan carried his hands behind his back, stood quietly on Uncle Ling's back, looking down at the indigo below?.

Behind him, countless four-winged chickens lined up in a tight formation, like an angel legion from heaven, descending rapidly.

The big scoop in war armor rode on the black war chicken. Its iron-gray feathers flashed with a cold and hard glow in the sun, like a ruthless sword.

He raised his hand and shouted loudly: "The Knights of the Fighting Chicken, come out!"

Behind him, hundreds of fighting chicken knights roared at the same time: "Guard the Earth!"

Accompanied by their roar, the crowing of the four-winged chickens.

After such a long period of coordinated combat, they have long been companions of body and mind.

Every move, every breath, every breath, is completely synchronized.

"The Knights of the Fighting Chicken!"

"I will win! I will win! I will win!"

The soldiers with high morale shouts resounded throughout the sky. Whether it was a warship not far away, an aircraft carrier thousands of miles away, or anyone else who could share the picture in real time, they couldn't help but feel their blood rising, and their hair stood up!

The owner of the house, go to war!

Brewer, go on the battle!

The Knight of the Rooster, go to war!

The guardian of the earth, go on a battle!
Chapter completed!