Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 394 When gods fight, mortals suffer

Huang Boren put his eyes on the telescope and his mustache twitched a few times.

The situation on Nasen Island was changing rapidly, with multiple forces entangled, especially with the intervention of two witchcraft masters from the East and the West. The next move was no longer something that he, a single director, could decide.

"Submit it to the board of directors..."

Huang Boren called Zhao Fangxu, and several senior directors of "Nadutong" held an emergency meeting.

After a few brief explanations, Huang Boren was surprised to find that the opinions of several directors were highly unified, and all of them agreed with Zhao Fangxu's proposal -

The first is to slow down the "pace of civilization" mentioned by Behemoth, and the second is to ensure that their people do not become the disadvantaged party in this game of power and strength.

Simply put, we need to create some trouble for Behemoth and provide sufficient backup for Yan Huan in this battle.

"Just go ahead and do it. I have already entrusted Er Zhuang to spread the information about the 'Sacred Tree' to various places. These aliens who are arriving on the island one after another will become obstacles for Behemoth to seize the Sacred Tree."

"Have Xiao Zhang and his men evacuate quickly. We can also withdraw our drones and replace them with some more powerful weapons. We should be ready to give that thing in the sky a taste of its power at any time."

"The specific details are still under your command." After Zhao Fangxu said this, the general direction of action was determined.

Huang Boren glanced towards the island and grinned.

"Wow! Mr. Zhao is really going back on his word and has tricked Behemoth again."

"Xiao Huang, please be more careful with your words. I always keep my promises."

"Hehehe..." Huang Boren laughed.

At the previous board meeting, Zhao Fangxu openly called Behemoth, hoping that the American company could bring a new order to Nason Island. Now it seems that it was just a superficial compliance.

Zhao Fangxu was clear about the international situation of aliens.

The Japanese Fish Dragon Society, the European Jade Society, the American Behemoth, plus the Labor Union and the Ijinkan...
Among them, Behemoth has the largest force and ranks first on the entire world stage.

Behemoth makes no secret of its "dominant" status in the Inhuman International Organization and even declares it all the time. They are ambitious, arrogant and domineering, and will treat other forces in a condescending manner.

"Those who are righteous have many supporters, while those who are unrighteous have few supporters." This is why Behemoth gradually became the target of public criticism from the very beginning.

Nason Island, a relic of ancient witchcraft, is a miraculous island that has survived for a thousand years in the game of forces among various countries.

Behemoth has set his sights on the scientific research value of the islanders and the "sacred tree" and wants to use them as experimental subjects to continue studying the cells, vital energy, grafting, engulfment, and mutation of aliens...

If these studies are successful, it is very likely that the balance between the secular world and the alien world will be disrupted, and even the balance between countries will be disrupted.

All of these were obviously not the results that Zhao Fangxu wanted to see.

"call--"

Zhao Fangxu sighed, picked up the hot water in the thermos and took a sip.

What happened on Nasen Island reminded him of Biyou Village and the decision-making attitude towards the "Eight Wonderful Techniques".

If only the strange people in the domestic circle could be more obedient and would not resort to all means to gain magic, Zhao Fangxu would want to use the strange and bizarre "Eight Wonders" in the right way more than anyone else.

He was overwhelmed with how to deal with the "art of creating chaos".

On the one hand, while foreign forces are gradually moving their research on extraordinary people to a new level, they are still clinging to old conservative ideas, which is indeed a bit self-contained.

On the other hand, he could not afford the risk of a chaotic world full of magic.

The company still has some shortcomings in its research on the "Eight Great Skills".

Even with the "Divine Machine" of Ma Xianhong and his men, it is not easy to recruit gifted refiners. There are still many problems that cannot be solved in terms of efficiency and mass production of the self-cultivation furnace.

"Can't the people in this circle have a bigger vision?"

Zhao Fangxu sighed and turned his attention back to the screen.

At this time, a message from Er Zhuang appeared on the screen.

"Boss Zhao, I'm back to report to you!"

Zhao Fangxu asked, "Have all the things been handled properly? Will there be no clues left?"

Er Zhuang replied: "Don't worry, my methods are awesome!"

Zhao Fangxu nodded.

After all, "Nadoutong" is not the same kind of people as the Jade Society, Behemoth, Alien House, and even the Yulong Society, which has had the most in-depth exchanges recently.

Many forces on Nason Island are pointing their spearheads at Behemoth, so the situation on the island is naturally going to be the more chaotic the better.

Only when things are in chaos can we take advantage of the chaotic situation to cause trouble.

Under the instruction of Zhao Fangxu, Erzhuang stole the operating funds of Yulonghui, and then transferred the money to foreign accounts. He hired dark web experts to land on Nasen Island.

Most of the hired "dark web" masters are international desperados. Letting these criminals consume Behemoth can weaken each other's strength.

Zhao Fangxu listened to Erzhuang's report, tapping his fingers on the armrests of the chair, thinking intently.

In peacetime, there are few opportunities for the major forces to fight against each other.

During the martial arts performances and exchanges, no real weapons would be brought out, so this battle of Nathan was a perfect opportunity to collect intelligence on Behemoth.

After this battle, "Nadutong" can roughly understand the compatibility of mutants, cyborgs, and aliens with thermal weapons, as well as the overall strength of the Behemoth SP Legion.

Zhao Fangxu knew very well that the reason he could still negotiate with Behemoth on the same table was that "Nadoutong" had enough strength. If the gap in strength widened, the outcome would become unpredictable.

After all, it would be too easy for a top-level alien who is far beyond common sense to appear and assassinate the head of an organization.

"Top-level alien?" Zhao Fangxu looked at the image of Nason Island on the screen again. In the occasionally fluctuating black fog, huge Diptera insects could be seen.

"Such a ferocious beast can be shown to others at will. This arrogant and unconcealed attitude is in line with the traditional style of the West."

"I just don't know about Xiao Huan..." Zhao Fangxu only hoped that the information provided by the company would really help Yan Huan find the legendary spirit beast, otherwise this battle would be difficult to fight.

Zhao Fangxu moved the device next to his ear and said to Huang Boren, "Disperse a few drones to leave enough footage in the air."

Huang Boren looked over there and the strong wind in the air was almost visible to the naked eye.

In this situation, it's a bit difficult to send a drone...
Rumble!
Huang Boren gave the order and slowly approached the shaky drone.

The sound of the rotating wings of the machines in the air had long been drowned out by the flapping sounds. The wind blew through the dense primeval jungle of Nathan, creating one green wave after another.

The smoke rising into the sky was cut in half by the wind.

Zhang Chulan and his group were still moving towards the royal city, and Behemoth's armed soldiers were blocking the entrance.

"I finally managed to convince Senior Li, but I can't leave it here..."

"It's easy for me and Brother Ling to get out, because the spirits can easily get out, but Sister Bao'er's fragrance can't get through, and Linglong and Senior Li..."

"Tsk..." Zhang Chulan gritted his teeth and glanced at the people around him. Feng Baobao was looking up at the sky intently with her head tilted back.

"Sister Baoer, stop being dazed. Brother Ling and I will break through the fire suppression points. You guys watch out for the opportunity and follow us out!"

Zhang Chulan shouted, and a few drops of thick sour liquid fell from the air, corroding the bunches of tender grass nearby until they were charred black.

The Behemoth soldier who was left guarding the opposite coastline let out a piercing scream and melted into a pile of bones in the blink of an eye.

"Oh my god!" Zhang Chulan was stunned.

"The turmoil on the ground is not enough, we also need to pay attention to the sky."

When gods fight, mortals suffer!

The soldiers who were still exchanging fire and the aliens who had landed on the island all stopped at the same time.

Everyone looked up, and the huge sense of oppression coming from the air made their hair stand on end.

"What kind of force is this?" Barron, who had hurried over, adjusted his hood and jumped in front of Zhang Chulan.

"One of the parties can probably be considered our own people." Zhang Chulan found an ambiguous excuse.

Yan Huan's occasional falling fire had long become an indiscriminate attack on Nasen Island.

Barron nodded: "That's good, this place will soon fall by itself."

"Why?" Zhang Chulan asked.

Barron pointed ahead and said, "A group of ordinary people who have been strengthened, with the help of weapons and drugs, have the ability to fight against the aliens on equal terms. But as you Dongfang said, they lack the cultivation of their mind and character. When faced with some things, they can't think freely."

"For example, when faced with the fear of the unknown, the limits of their mental endurance are extremely low."

"We know that it was a duel between spirit wizards. Those who don't know can only understand it as a monster."

boom!
There was a loud explosion in the air.

The sky fire was blazingly hot and dazzling, streaking across the sky like a meteor and rushing towards the island.

"Eh?"

Fire was falling from the sky. The soldiers stationed on the steps of the royal city were on alert, their attention drawn to the oncoming disaster.

boom!
Flames fell from the sky, instantly enveloping the soldiers in flames. Weapons and combat uniforms melted in the fire, and they turned into black charcoal in the flames amidst sharp screams.

The survivors looked at the corpses of their comrades, unable to bear the horror of the scene, and lost their minds, firing wildly into the air.

The bullets flew through the air but had no effect on the skyfire.

Just in a moment, something fell down.

It was half of a giant fly!
This gigantic leg relic, with claws and claw pads, was as big as a century-old sycamore tree, and made a rumbling sound when it landed on the ground.

"I killed him!"

"I killed him, did you see that!" a soldier shouted excitedly, waving his gun as if he was in a crazy carnival.

The next second, a ball of green corrosive liquid flowed down from the air and hit him mercilessly.

"Ahhhhhh!" His body quickly collapsed under the corrosion of the green liquid as he screamed. White bones and rotten flesh mixed together, and in the end, only a pile of unrecognizable black mud remained.

Barron shrugged and spread his hands, saying, "You see, they simply can't understand."

Zhang Chulan gave an awkward smile.

"Don't talk about them. I can't understand them."

"What the hell is this?"

Zhang Chulan looked at the hairy severed limb and felt an indescribable discomfort.

Barron had been to many ruins and was very knowledgeable about Western affairs, so he could tell at a glance where the fly's broken limb came from.

"It's not a ghost thing, it's the Ghost King."

Legend has it that the pagan god that Solomon worshipped was the Canaanite sun god Baal. By the time of the New Testament, the suppression of paganism had become severe, and Baal's deity was transformed, becoming the later demon king Beelzebub.

Beelzebub is also the leader of Solomon's seventy-two demons.

"Hey?" Zhang Chulan looked up at the night sky. A long line of fire was drawn out from the darkness and collided with another faint green light.

With every collision, sky fire or green fluorescence fell.

"It sounds so mysterious, but one of its legs was cut off, and the big fly only has five legs left to use."

While they were talking, a group of guys wearing bird-beak masks stepped out one after another from the single bridge leading to the royal city.

These people who landed on Nason Island with the disaster were professional death doctors, and their origin came from Europe when the Black Death was rampant. They were proficient in medical skills and also in the use of viruses.

Seeing the broken limbs of the fly, the doctors felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They pulled up their linen shirts and fled in a hurry.

Seeing this, Barron frowned and immediately directed Zhang Chulan and his group behind him.

"Let's go! Retreat quickly! No matter what the situation is, give up the Royal City for now!"

"Follow those dead doctors!"

Everyone looked at each other and nodded, then started running after the guys in crow masks.

When they stopped, Barron, Zhang Chulan and his party also stopped.

"You are very smart." The hoarse voice of a dead doctor came from under the mask.

"Haha..." Barron laughed.

Zhang Chulan next to him moved his mouth closer.

"What's happening here?"

Barron pointed in the direction of the royal city again. The soldiers still stationed on the steps leading into the city fell to the ground one after another, and red rashes spread across their skin like a prairie on fire.

Burning, redness, swelling, itching...

What followed was even more severe decay.

"You may not believe that the dead doctors have a heart of compassion, but you have to admire their methods. These guys are very sensitive to germs. If we stay a little longer, our fate will be the same as Behemoth's."

Gulu!

Zhang Chulan swallowed his saliva and suddenly remembered that Beelzebub was also called "the devil who spreads disease."

Moreover, even Behemoth's combat protection could not resist the virus spread by these flies.

"The aftermath of the battle can easily affect the war situation on the island. What kind of monsters are those two in the sky?" Zhang Chulan turned his eyes down and scanned the surroundings.

The atmosphere has changed.

The coveting of the "sacred tree" by the forces landing on the island changed quietly, from the initial enthusiasm for pursuing interests and extraordinary things, or the ecstasy of having fun, to fear and panic.

At this moment, all the aliens approaching the royal city focused their attention on the sky.

Everyone couldn't help but wonder, compared to these two people in the sky, the "sacred tree" that can transform aliens - the crystallization of ancient witchcraft passed down by Nathan for thousands of years, is nothing.

"Damn it, I'm here to have fun, not to die! You guys go ahead and have fun, I won't keep you company anymore." Someone in the crowd said.

People left one after another and headed towards the island beach.

At this time, leaving was undoubtedly the best option. Just as Barron was about to follow, his arm was grabbed by Zhang Chulan.

"Wait a minute, now is not the time." Zhang Chulan pointed to the communication device hanging on his ear.

The edge of Nasen Island was filled with aliens who had evacuated from the royal city. By the time they arrived at the beach, the surrounding waters had already been surrounded by small armed ships.

There were no markings of any organization on the hull, and the scene was quite oppressive in the dark night.

"Not only did they cause trouble for Behemoth, but they also managed to get rid of the criminals that were causing headaches for all nations. This is a very sinister method. Is this the military wisdom that you have passed down for thousands of years?"

Spencer, president of the Jade Society, called Zhao Fangxu.

"Haha, no, that's not the case. It was a joint decision made by the leaders of all parties." Zhao Fangxu replied with a smile, "Everyone agreed to it, and the armed forces have no signs, so even if there are fish that slip through the net, there is no way to retaliate."

"But your armed forces have not appeared on the scene. If there are any omissions, you, 'Nowhere Pass', can indeed remain immune." Spencer replied.

Zhao Fangxu pushed his glasses and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. The only person who went to cause trouble in my country was Quan Xing, and he has already been arrested by our cadres."

(End of this chapter)