1231 Ending 1

"Brother, have you come to save me? Qin is so happy..." The voice was soft and warm as if directly permeating from the air.

Yuria was silent and unable to speak.

Smack.

A big hand landed hard on the back of his shoulder.

"What's wrong? Standing here daydreaming all alone?"

The Commodore of the ship was also one of those who had been infected. One could say that everyone here came with an intention to die. They were deployed as they were discovered to be infected with Yuri's Kiss.

If this mission could not be completed, then they would also be dead anyway. So there was no need to worry about boosting the troops' morale because everyone understood that if they did not fight, they would die.

The Commodore was a northerner, tall and strong, cheerful and bold, and clicked with Yuria, who was on-board.

"No. Nothing," Yuria smiled. His emotions were somewhat down. When he thought of everything in the past about Yurijie, or Zhi Jinqin, there was always a kind of unspeakable blockage in his heart.

"Don't worry! This time, there's a large number of powerhouses. No matter how powerful she is, all the three nations' elites are all here. There will be no mistakes!" The Commodore was very confident.

"Maybe..." Yuria barely managed a smile.

"Black Federation's strongest King Thunderclap has also come. With Red Nation's Prince Huang Gu, our Vulture No.1, and adding on each of their respective elite guardian powerhouses, dealing with White Crab is definitely a piece of cake. If it wasn't for the rush for time, a few long-range missiles blowing up the place would directly settle the matter," the Commodore said dismissively.

Yuria responded with a smile at the side, but his mind was still recalling the sister's voice he had heard just now.

"Look! Someone went on the island!" Suddenly, the Commodore pointed to the distant sea.

Yuria followed his gaze and just happened to see a small group of people wearing stealth suits sneaking onto White Crab Island. This kind of stealth suit did not really cloak the body, but it was an optical camouflage suit that could automatically change color. The luster of the color would continuously change accordingly with the environment, causing the human body to integrate into the environment as one.

The small team of people could hardly be seen moving from afar.

"That is the Special Operations Team from Black Federation. They should be going to test the water first. The radio notice has been sent over ten minutes ago, but there is no reply at all. Could it be that these White Crab Army have fled?" A few people came from behind the Commodore and sneered loudly. "Damn, making us come all the way to specifically fix the position. Is this rubbish virus really so terrific?!"

"What do you think?"

"Yuria, is this stuff really produced by your sister?" Some people did not believe it.

Yuria could only smile bitterly with silence and apologies.

Not only their ship, but many other fleets were also watching and waiting for the small team of elite powerhouses who entered the island to send back news.

There was still communication at the beginning. However, after that, it had been silent. Suddenly there were a few screams on the radio, and then everything was calm.

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"Still resisting stubbornly!"

On another black ship, a tall and thick-haired man in a military uniform took on an unsightly expression. As the highest commander of Black Federation's current operation, he had actually lost more than a dozen of the powerhouses whom he sent out, and no accurate intelligence was transmitted back at all.

"Prepare the fleet. Indiscriminate bombing for ten minutes!" He waved his hand, and the adjutant behind quickly began to convey the command.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!

The continuous booming of the bombardment instantly thundered rhythmically. The shells landed on the tornado-shaped silvery-white mountain and blasted innumerable holes of different sizes on its surface. Smoke and dust suffused, and gravel scattered. There were tall splashes of sand waves everywhere on White Crab Island, and the sea surface shook slightly. More than a dozen warships from Black Federation launched the attack simultaneously, coupled with aircraft bombing, in which countless incendiary bombs were dropped. White Crab Island was completely caught in a sea of flames.

"King Thunderclap, what are you doing!? We need the data inside. Who asked you to directly order indiscriminate bombing and use the incendiary bomb?" Dissatisfied voices came from the other three forces through wireless communication.

However, Black Federation could not be bothered and was still bombing away.

"Don't mind them! Continue!" King Thunderclap was arrogant and never listened to other people's opinions. He felt that since his strength and capability were far more powerful than the others, even if the strategy was wrong, he could still correct it with his own strength.

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"This scumbag of Black Federation!!" On a Red Nation fleet, a handsome man in a red coat flashed a stern look.

"Failing to see the larger issue and disregarding the overall situation. I will surely storm the Federation Capital one day." The man held a scarlet wide-blade sword in one hand. There were some delicate and complicated patterns engraved on the hilt which looked quite extraordinary.

"Your Royal Highness will surely reinvigorate the situation in the country and re-establish the true centralization of monarch power." A person behind him in a black robe was acutely flattering.

"Pass down the command. Prepare to charge onto the island. Time is running out." Prince swept a glance across Black Federation's fleet coldly. "If such a virus data can be obtained, and the virus was released in Black Federation, I'm sure Father will be very pleased to see that spectacular scene."

"What if the people of Black Federation are still shelling non-stop?"

"Then just kill them first."

The black-robed man instantly chuckled menacingly.

The three forces were each the primary force, and the Black Federation's fleet had to stop the bombardment. Vulture No.1 led a few Vulture powerhouses and entered the island from the right side on foot.

Two people from Red Nation's Prince's side went onto the island by themselves from the left.

On Black Federation's side, King Thunderclap personally brought along two big fellows who were wearing silver-like armor and looked like robots and approached the island from the front with heavy treads.

After the three forces took the lead to enter the island, they were quickly followed by several small reconnaissance units in order to quickly grasp the situation on the island.

Yuria mingled in the second wave of the teams entering the island and quickly moved in from the periphery to the inside.

He believed that his strength was good, but it was not the top of the list, so he let the strongest powerhouses of the three forces test the waters first.

Moreover, he could not believe that Zhi Jinqin was the mastermind of the entire deception. There was still a trace of luck in the depths of his heart.

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On the surface of the sea, the sun had just radiated a trace of golden color, shining a vast golden light over the horizon.

A clear white line flew straight into the distance. It was an extremely fast-moving ship, which seemed to be a military ship. There was half a logo on the side that was not completely covered with paint as if it was hurriedly launched before the cover-up procedure had finished.

Garen stood at the bow and looked at the boundless sea.

"How long more until we reach?" He frowned and asked. It was night time when they departed and it was already dawning here.

"An hour more and we should be able to catch up. Don't worry." Nine-Tailed Fox was operating the boat. She and Kong Xinxue accompanied Garen to hurry over. Previously, she had coordinated with Yuria to leave one of the fastest ship models for Garen to ensure that he could get on board right away as soon as he flew over so that there would not be any delay at all.

Although Nine-Tailed Fox was operating the ship, her face was very pale, almost colorless. There were still traces of blood in the corners of her eyes. It had just flowed out and was not completely wiped clean.

Blood flowing out of the corners of both eyes was the most prominent feature of those infected by the virus, Yuri's Kiss.

The room where they were operating the ship was quarantined, and Garen could not enter without violent destruction. This was to prevent Garen from being infected. Although it was only a delay, it was impossible to completely isolate this kind of airborne virus no matter what measures one took. Even the little time that could be dragged counted.

There were also some infected crew members on board, all of whom joined with a resolute determination.

Garen lifted the new mechanical technology sword which was full of fine mechanical gears on its body. It looked like a layer of metal wrapping around the complex parts on the inside. It was very delicate but it gave people an assumption of not being very practical like it could be broken with just a simple strike.

"Is this knife really hard and tough?" Garen asked casually.

Nine-Tailed Fox had no choice but to explain through the pager.

"This is the technology of a place where I have been to. I assure you that the technology is definitely far beyond this era. Using ordinary materials and substance to make the hardness and indicators far beyond that of the material itself was the characteristic of that place. Even if you have the power of Sea God, this sword is enough for you!"

"I hope so," Garen was uncertain.

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White Crab Island

In the central area, there were only empty buildings on the entire island. Some of them were high towers, some were round research rooms, some were hanging the technology incubators signboards, and some were public leisure facilities. If there were not the various kinds of signboards and titles, this would not look like a biochemical research base at all but more like an unknown style of amusement park.

Yuria followed a small team and found no White Crab soldiers obstructing them.

After encountering several traps, these scattered teams of more than a dozen people managed to pass through without any harm.

"Come in, come in. Unit No. 2 has successfully passed the checkpoint, reaching the predetermined location. Please advise on the next step." The captain kept speaking into the walkie-talkie.

However, the screen on the walkie-talkie showed that there was no signal. There was clearly some kind of large shielding installation.

"Hell! I can't hear anything." The captain was agitated and hammered the walkie-talkies a few times, but it still did not work, and he could only put it away.

"Lord Yuria, what do you think we should do now?" He looked at Yuria, who had the most right to speak. When they departed this time, the Commodore had passed the command power to Yuria alone. In the case of losing the highest level of instruction, everything will be based on his goals.

"Can you find the other reconnaissance units around on the island?" Yuria felt that something was amiss. There were no more than one thousand if not eight hundred people on the island and it was impossible for one not to meet another. After all, the area of this White Crab Island was only wide to a certain extent. Even if there were buildings blocking their line of sight, it could not be that not even a little sound was heard.

"Since we have reached here, there's no point in retreating," Yuria spoke directly. "Continue moving forward."

"Alright." The captain was also a decisive person. Since he was now at this place, he had also put his own life and death behind his mind.

The group continued to move between the white buildings. Their surroundings were silent, and there was not any sound from other teams, not even a gunshot. It was very bizarre.

They continued for another few kilometers, marching toward the tornado-mountain, and soon there was a very tall white icicle in front. There seemed to be a person frozen inside the icicle.

The group had already felt that something was amiss. The island should not be this huge! The length and width were only a few thousand kilometers. How could it be that they had not arrived at the tornado-mountain after so long?