Chapter 112 Loyalty!
This is Ron's first time coming to the lower nest area.
Even the original owner, Ron Grant, doesn’t have much memory of leaving the nest.
His scope of activities is almost limited to the heavenly spire mansion.
I only have a rough impression of the nest.
Looking at the scene in the lower nest area, Ron couldn't help but be shocked.
The buildings in Xiachao District are made of layers of rapid concrete and metal, and countless residential areas and industrial blocks are connected to each other.
New communities are built on top of old communities, constantly stacking up and spreading to thousands of meters in the air.
Looking up, there are only endless dense buildings, various weak artificial light sources, and a dark sky.
But Ron knows that the top is the Spire Mansion, the "paradise" of this planet, with sunshine and fresh air.
The lower nest area without sunlight is always dark, humid, and messy. The air is full of the smell of various chemicals, and even the water stains on the street smell slightly.
After all, the air and water here have gone through millions of cycles of filtration, so it’s good to be able to survive.
Ron held on to the wall and forced himself to stand up.
The intense use of psychic energy for several days has pushed this body almost to its limit.
This not only affected his vision, but also caused visual and auditory hallucinations.
Ron was increasingly surprised by this peaceful neighborhood, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.
This is a good thing.
Originally, he thought that Xiachao had been reduced to a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood due to the ravages of the heretical rebels.
Even all the inhabitants were corrupted and turned into horrific chaos monsters.
But the result was much better than expected.
There is basic order here, and there are not many traces of war.
Not only were there no traces of cult believers, but there was also no sound of gunfire.
Although the people coming and going became thin due to hunger, there was not much fear in their eyes, and some even smiled.
In short, the whole neighborhood gives people a feeling of peace and tranquility.
It's so peaceful that it's a little strange.
Could it be something more dire?
Ron shook his head and quickly threw this idea away.
The atmosphere here is quite good, which makes him feel happy inexplicably.
It is very likely that he came to an area controlled by the Lower Nest Defense Force.
And it is the core area.
That's why the order is so good.
Before the upper nest area was closed, a large number of defense troops were stationed throughout the lower nest.
Each of them defends their own defense zone.
As for why the heretical traitors were able to invade the upper nest so smoothly.
There are many reasons.
It may be that the heretical rebels were corrupted and assembled too quickly, leaving the defense forces with no time to react.
Of course, it is also possible that the defense forces were infiltrated by heretics and rebelled collectively.
This is also one of the reasons why Wangting District resolutely closed the nest.
For Ron, whether the defense forces rebelled or not was not a crucial matter.
As long as the SADF is still there, the people they protect are still alive.
Didn't become a heretic or a chaos monster.
That's good news.
Because what Ron needs most is population.
And defeating the rebels is much easier than dealing with those disgusting Chaos heretics.
Ron squinted his white eyes, controlled his breathing, and wrapped the tattered robe.
He was ready to blend into the crowd and find out information.
Based on pre-heretic rebellion data.
The total area of the entire Lower Nest is almost equal to one-tenth of the continent, with a population of nearly two billion.
As for how many people survive now, no one knows.
In this case, it is not so easy to obtain information about the forces in various regions of Haochao.
Only the middle and upper-level officials and military officers of each force can know this information.
Therefore, the top priority is to understand who controls this place, and then find the right person to spy on the information.
For Ron, who has psychic powers, he controls the minds of mortals and makes them reveal information.
It couldn’t be easier.
Ron stepped into the block, and before he had even taken a few steps, he encountered a problem.
His psychic senses instinctively sensed danger.
“Damn it, it’s the breath of the Chaos Heresy!”
Ron forced his eyes open and looked at a pipe above the block, where it came from!
He quickly reminded the people on the street:
"Disperse, the heretics are attacking!"
When the people heard that the heretics were coming, they immediately became panicked, crowded and scattered in all directions, looking for a place to take shelter.
However, it is already a little late. Dozens of heretics painted with blood-red marks and decorated with various bones fell from the pipe to the ground.
They quickly got up, screamed and used their weapons to attack the crowd.
For a moment, axes were slashed and bullets were flying.
"Kill, kill, kill, let the blood smear everything"
"Great blood sacrifice!"
Many people who could not escape were brutally killed and quartered.
People fled in all directions, and the scene fell into complete chaos.
Ron tried his best to condense a psychic sphere, blew open the head of the nearest heretic, grabbed his firearm and started to fight back.
He shot several shots in succession and killed several heretics.
When those heretics discovered that someone dared to fight back, they immediately suppressed them with powerful firepower.
It was overwhelming for Ron.
He is currently in a state of residual health, and it is difficult to confront others head-on.
Fortunately, the soldiers patrolling nearby rushed over.
They quickly engaged the heretics, relieving him of the pressure.
Beep beep beep——
With the sound, another fat figure fell down from the pipe further away.
He got up with difficulty and roared at everyone:
“The anger is coming!”
When Ron saw the appearance of the heretic clearly, Ron's scalp went numb.
The fat heretic was nearly two meters tall, covered in blood, with human bone ornaments embedded in his body.
What is even more terrifying is that he is pierced with various leads and a bomb device is buried in his fat belly.
At this moment, the red light of the bomb device in his stomach flashed, and the beeping became more rapid.
Gan!
If this thing were to rush over and explode, it would probably destroy half a block.
And his psychic clone will be scrapped on the spot.
After the fat warrior stood firm, he rushed towards the crowd with heavy steps. .
“For the Emperor!”
Those warriors jumped out of their bunkers and rushed forward desperately, trying to stop the heretic with their flesh and blood.
However, before they could rush over, they were beaten to death by other heretics.
“Never back down!”
“For the Emperor——”
More warriors shouted and rushed forward.
They are determined and are the Emperor's most loyal warriors.
For this, they are willing to sacrifice everything.
Ron was shocked and deeply moved by this scene.
Too loyal!
For these people, he must fight hard.
The fat heretic has already reached half the distance.
Ron held onto the wall to stand firm, resisting the severe pain that nearly exploded his head, and mobilized all his psychic powers.
He stretched out his palm and pointed it at the fat heretic.
The fat heretic who was sprinting suddenly froze, covering his head and wailing.
The psychic power from Ron rapidly expanded in his brain, reaching its limit.
“Death to heretics!”
Ron squeezed his palm hard.
Pop!
The head of the fat heretic exploded like a watermelon, and blood spurted from his neck.
His body fell to the ground, just where the heretics were.
Dudududu.
The pagans who heard the rushing sound attacked the stasis.
They looked at the flashing red light of the bomb device inside the plump corpse, and couldn't help but screamed:
"I'm crazy"
Boom——
The fire of the violent explosion drowned the heretics.
...
"Wake up..."
Ron opened his eyes drowsily, with a splitting headache.
What's going on? He just fainted?
In his sight, a gentle woman covered with a veil was looking at him nervously.
"God Emperor, he is still alive!"
Seeing Ron wake up, the gentle woman shouted happily to the side.
Soon, a man who looked like an officer came over.
He stared at Ron closely, his eyes sharp!
(End of this chapter)