Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1732: The summit of all beings

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This is a small restaurant. The restaurant is not big, but it has everything. Only those chief executives in the base are qualified to enjoy such a small independent restaurant. Dining in such a restaurant is no exaggeration to say that it is a kind of aristocratic enjoyment.

In addition to the service provided by a dedicated chef in the restaurant, the two protruding girls are responsible for serving and delivering food, which is also a visual enjoyment. At least Rika enjoys this treatment. He is from grassroots, and only here can he find the feeling that a big man deserves.

Like now, Ricca gracefully took a glass of red wine and took a sip, and then cut off the five-mature steak on the plate. When he put the steak in his mouth and chewed, he was able to admire the round buttocks of the woman who was serving him in front of him. The woman was helping the chef to prepare the dishes. This action forced her to bend down, so that the tight skirt tightened her buttocks even more, drawing out the wonderful curve. Two long legs wrapped in black stockings from the narrow skirt made Rika feel uncomfortable somewhere.

At this time, the woman who had already installed the plate came up with a pan-fried beef loin, her **** full and white breasts. The flesh loomed under the neckline, and the deep groove made Rika swallow. She smiled and placed the food next to Rika. She lowered her waist to let Rika have a glimpse of the scenery, but there was nothing inside.

Rika stretched out his hand under the table, held it on her lap, and explored upwards. The woman clamped her legs tightly so that Rika's hand could not reach the most secret place. Rika whispered: "Are you free tonight, baby?"

"It depends on the situation." The woman said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I will never treat you badly."

The woman nodded, then let go of her leg, letting Rika's hand do whatever she wanted. After the woman's breathing began to swift, Rika let go of her contentedly. This is an advance for the date tonight. This woman will accompany him to sleep at night. He can vent his emotions on this moving body, but he has to pay a fee afterwards. This cost would be more than half that of Lego, but with the qualities of this woman, Ricard thought she was worth the money.

There are not many women like this in the base. They are young and willing to provide services to earn a higher salary than the base. They may be girls or married women, but as long as the men can get the money, they don't mind. Because they have no other ability to make a living, or want to get more wealth than salary. In short, such transactions are semi-legal in the base.

And men like Rika, who need years to stay in the base, do have physical needs.

Eating breakfast happily, dreaming about a passionate date in the evening, suddenly Ricard's tactics sounded. That is his personal tactical board, usually only when something serious happens. Rica frowned and put down the knife and fork and opened the tactical board. A window popped up, and Mammos appeared in the window. The young man looked furious and exclaimed: "It's not good, Mr. Rikka. The Sword of Dawn suddenly entered the attack mode, has locked a coordinate on the surface, and entered the charge."

Rika's eyes widened, and the whole person sprang up: "How could this happen? Use the emergency protocol to stop it immediately!"

"I tried Mr., but the system did not accept my instructions at all, and I can no longer control him."

"How long is it from launch?"

Mammus’ expression almost started to cry: "Less than five seconds!"

Rika sat back as if he had lost his soul, and for a moment even he had no idea. He only knew that the attack of the sword of dawn could no longer be stopped, regardless of whether it was an accident or a man-made disaster. After the incident, he will definitely be dismissed and even sent to a military court.

This huge gap made him almost collapse.

At the same time, from Bethkod’s family base to the surface of the emerging city of Caesar in the airship. Allen said suddenly, and he looked out the porthole. The sun outside the porthole seemed brighter, and the light got brighter, and then Alan could see nothing, a waterfall of light flooded the scenery outside the window.

In a farmland hundreds of kilometers away from the airship, a farmer raised his head and watched a beam of light fall in the distance. This beam of light comes from outside the sky, and the clouds form a circle of clouds around it.

The world became quiet and silent.

Then the earth shook, and the strong light approached from far away, and the peasant screamed, smoke rose from his eyes, and the farmland burned. After a while, a gust of wind blew by, and the farmer and his field were turned to ashes together!

After the Nerm invasion ended, due to the loss of Babylon, the Federation could only rebuild a city. The city has only built one block in the blueprint, but it has already glowed with amazing vitality. This block is lined with tall buildings, roads on the ground extend in all directions, and the sky light rail surrounding the building makes the city's traffic more unimpeded.

Outside the block, more buildings are being proposed. It will not be long before this will become a more prosperous city than Babylon.

The new White House of the Federation is located in this city. The white palace is modeled after the White House of the old era, almost perfectly replicating the entire building complex. Today the White House will hold a grand meeting of the century, this meeting will determine the future situation of the earth.

Mobit came to the venue early, and there were many federal officials who came with him. The meeting has not yet started, and the staff is debugging the tools. Some important members of the family arrived one after another. After they greeted Mobit, they walked towards their place.

Currently, the position of the Bethkoder family is still empty. There is no doubt that this family is the most important among all the nobles today. After all, it was a member of this family that contributed to today's event.

Morbit looked at the empty chairs and frowned. He doesn't know Alan, but Horn has always been a punctual person. Now it hasn't been long since the convention is held, and Bethkoder should be there.

"Good morning, Mr. President."

A familiar voice sounded, Mobit turned his head, and Capro strode in from the gate of the venue. Behind him, there are Vincent and Warry, and seeing these three appear together, Mobit feels slightly heavy. On the surface, he didn't show his face, and walked up to shake hands with the three of them.

Capulo smiled and said: "I hope that through today's meeting, we can bring a whole new era to this planet."

"I expected that too."

"Then we will be seated first."

Mobit thoughtfully watching the three walk away. At this time, his secretary-general Lauvard Do not ran over and said in Mobitt’s ear: "It’s not good, Mr. President. Just now, we lost contact with the Beskard’s spaceship."

"What?"

One wave is flat, one wave rises again.

General Gefen, the director of the Federal Intelligence Service, walked into the venue quickly, came to Mobit and said: "Mr. President, I just received a message from NASA. The Sword of Dawn suddenly lost control and launched an attack on the ground. The location of the attack is the only way for the Beskard family base and Caesar City!"

Morbit's pupils shrank sharply, and he said in a deep voice: "Send an investigation team to the place immediately. We should have lost contact with Beskod's spacecraft. I'm afraid they are more violent."

Ge Fen looked ugly and nodded. He knew the power of the sword of dawn. Even for the consideration of protecting the earth, the power of the sword of dawn to attack the planet's interior was limited at the beginning of the design. But a single orbital gun would easily evaporate a city, let alone a small airship.

Morbit's heart sank to the bottom, and he looked at the people on the table. Capulo just looked at him, and the former Federal Marshal nodded with a smile. Although there is no evidence, Mobitt's instinct told him that the sword of dawn is out of control, I am afraid that it cannot be separated from the people on the table.

At this moment, a very strange feeling arose in his heart. Then Mobit found that he was not the only one with a strange expression on his face. The cigar in Caprow's hand fell on the table, Vincent's smile froze, and Warry turned his back to him, unable to see his expression, but saw the old man's shoulders shake.

Then the sound of things falling to the ground continued to be heard. The officials on the venue either dropped the pen or missed their hand and fell off the portable brain. Everyone had strange expressions on their faces, Mobit felt deeper, and he felt an inexplicable sense of oppression. That feeling was like he was under the sight of a huge monster, and the feeling of being looked down on, as if being watched by a god, made his whole body muscles start to tremble.

He looked at Capro, the old man's forehead was already covered with sweat, and he seemed to feel deeper than him.

What Mobitt didn't know was that this feeling of being watched was not only him, not only the people in the White House, but also the people in Caesar City, including all the life on this planet.

At this moment, they, and them. The depths of the hearts of all beings are connected by a will.

This kind of invisible pressure caused the high-altitude birds to fall to the ground, causing the antelopes to jump madly down the canyon, and the countless fish under the sea to swim in panic. In contrast, humans feel the most dull. But those strong in humans are the opposite, just like Capro. If he closes his eyes, he seems to be able to see an angry giant roaring in the darkness.

However, instead of waiting for the imaginary roar, a familiar voice rang in my mind: "People on earth, you should be able to hear my voice. My name is Alan, Alan Bethko Germany."

For a while, many people in the venue exclaimed, apparently they all heard the voice in their heads. Caprow and Vincent exchanged glances, and they both saw that each other's face was so bad that it couldn't be worse.

What is this?

Spirit Hongqiao?

Spirit Connection?

Whatever it is, to be able to do this and to connect the hearts of all life on earth together, Capro can be sure of one thing. Alan is no longer a strong man in the ordinary sense, and the realm he has reached is ready to emerge.

That is above all things, supreme!