With only the power of an ordinary human being and the simple weapons that can be found, it is basically wishful thinking to defeat the cluster of construction machines, break through the layers of blockades, and reach the top layer of the gray tide world.

It's not much different from a battle between a group of ants and a group of people.

After all, flesh and blood cannot compete with machinery.

There is only one way left for mankind, and that is smuggling.

Although the descendants of the creator have permissions, it is unknown how to trigger the permissions and use the permissions.

For human civilization, the descendants of this creator are too precious. He is the key to getting the control core, so there can be no mistakes.

So the safest way is to let most people pretend to break through, attract the most tectonic machines, attract the attention of the tectonic machines, and let another team of people quietly take the descendants of the creator to break through everything and come to the super-giant structure The top layer of the body, to find the legendary control core.

Otherwise, a failure will cause the descendants of the creator to die, and the entire human civilization will be completely wiped out.

As the main force of the feint attack, there are more than 80,000 people in total.

From the 2,000th floor to the legendary 10,000th floor, there is a total of 8,000 floors. It takes one or two months in the game just to climb the stairs.

But at this time, these people did not complain at all.

After staying in this dark and closed environment for a long time, there is only one thought in everyone's heart, that is to see the sky, see the blue sky and white clouds, and feel the breeze under the sun!

This longing goes far beyond even the fear of death, allowing them to go up against all odds.

At the forefront of the entire team were thousands of Sanctuaries who had been driven out as meat shields, as well as warriors wearing orange-red jackets from Sanctuaries.

In their hands they all held rudimentary EMP guns made from scrap cameras and coils.

They are also the most critical force against the Constructor.

In the back are thousands of people carrying fuel, in their hands molotov cocktails made from the last remaining fuel.

In theory, at high temperatures, the nanomachine cluster will also be delayed, although it can't kill each other, it can give others time.

The rest of the people, each with a tin whistle.

In theory, if everyone blows these tin whistle, it might be able to trigger the resonance of the nanomachine cluster, delaying the other's actions.

Of course, trying to find the resonant frequency of the opponent is basically the same as winning the lottery.

There is such a thing, it is better than nothing, it is a psychological comfort.

Most people don't even have a decent weapon in their hands, just rusted metal rods or pieces of iron or the like.

However, the surface of everyone's clothes was covered with dead nanomachine clusters from the Ashtide Cemetery.

These nano-machine clusters were all damaged by the strong electromagnetic pulses, but at this time they were made into a piece of clothing by everyone.

According to the legend of the end of the Grey Tide, these nano-robots never attack each other, so such a piece of clothing made from the "corpses" of nano-robots may have some effect...

Other than that, their weapons are nothing but teeth and nails.

The long death march began. In the first thousand layers of structures, until the three thousand layers, they did not encounter any danger, so that everyone's confidence increased greatly, thinking that the journey would be smooth.

Just starting from the 3,000th floor, there have been tectonic machines appearing one after another.

At the beginning, there were only one or two. Relying on the human sea tactics and the sanctuary people who acted as human shields, using the simple electromagnetic pulse equipment in their hands, and the human sea tactics, they defeated these nano-robots without any casualties.

Then, as you go deeper and deeper, more and more construction machines begin to appear.

Casualties followed.

If the number of construction machines that appear at one time is less than 20, it is still manageable. Once it exceeds 20, it is easy to cause a large number of casualties.

Especially after some people were bitten or scratched, the whole person began to quickly transform into a tectonic machine and became an enemy!

At the back, some players took the lead. Whether it was a player or an NP, once they were scratched and bitten and started to devour, they immediately ignited the fuel they carried on their backs, and the whole person burned into a ball of fire, temporarily trapping the construction machine. And don't let your body become part of the raw materials of the construction machine.

The further up you go, the more tragic the battle becomes.

Relying on this decisive spirit, the team of more than 80,000 people actually survived all the way.

The dead players also went online again immediately, climbed thousands of floors again, and returned to the team.

A month later in the game, they had reached the 8999th floor, and they were only one step away from the 9000th floor.

According to legend, the 9000th floor is the "heavenly prison", which is the base camp of the construction machine.

"otherfuker..."

Looking at the entrance to the upper floor of the black hole, Nick spat and said viciously.

He couldn't remember how many times he died in the end of the Grey Tide.

Twenty times?

Thirty times?

Every time the pain is extremely real, the torn limbs, the internal organs that are pulled out, the flesh and blood that is gradually swallowed.

The **** developers are so ruthless, they don't make any cuts in pain at all, just let them be tortured to death by this mental pain.

However, the players did not have too many complaints.

It's their choice after all.

Everyone who can be selected and appear here is a person of great perseverance.

After the initial torment of death, they gradually got used to the pain, and their spirits became much stronger.

Originally, some players still had a bad habit of being pampered and accumulated, but at this time they began to gradually subside.

Players themselves can feel that this kind of training is also beneficial to many of their decisions in the real world.

Maybe this is one of the reasons the commander tortured them so much...

More than 80,000 people, plus all the players, there are still 30,000 people left.

Most of the np has been depleted.

However, in the common battle these days, the emotions and wisdom displayed by these NPs often make players forget that they are only NPs, and have sincere emotions.

Among the players, there are also big cows in the field of artificial intelligence, and the shock these days can no longer be added.

Take any one of these NPCs out, and you can smash the most advanced artificial intelligence programs in the world.

And in this game, they are just a group of cannon fodder...

Thirty thousand people quickly passed the stairs leading to the 9,000th floor and entered the upper floor.

Here is the appearance of an empty platform, with a towering dome and pillars like a forest.

At this moment, in the darkness in the distance, there was a sound of dense footsteps like beating a steel drum. Everyone turned their heads and saw that there were hundreds of thousands of construction machines, just like the tide of the same piece of metal, moving towards them. They come.

Each of these construction machines looked exactly like humans, but they were all expressionless. After they appeared, they did not rush to attack, but surrounded all 30,000 people.

As if from the creator's mockery of the creator.

The hearts of the players all sank to the bottom.

There are so many construction machines on the 9000th floor!

The surrounding lights became dimmer, and a melodious aria suddenly sounded in the game world.

This song is like weeping, it seems to be lamenting for human civilization and the fate of these warriors.

It is "pathtoheaven".

The hearts of everyone are full of tragic feelings, and some people invariably look towards the northwest direction.

Hope they will be successful...

The legion commander glared at the surrounding construction machines and said loudly:

"The Salvation Army, strike!"

The 30,000 surviving warriors immediately launched a suicide charge against hundreds of thousands of construction machines against the background of dim lights, armed with crude weapons!

The sound of metal clashing, the rapid whistle, the rumbling drum, the explosion of the Molotov cocktail, the crunch of broken limbs, the cry of death, merged into a torrent of sound, which spread throughout the super-giant structure. Come.

More than a dozen kilometers away, next to a patio on the 9999th floor, Li Tongchen stopped, frowned and said:

"You... did you hear anything?"

Nakamoto turned his ears to listen for a while, with a sad expression on his face, and said:

"It's the sound of battle, this should be the final battle..."

After the decisive battle, the entire army must be wiped out.

Although it is only a virtual game, all the feelings and emotions are real.

The comrades traded their own sacrifices for their safety.

There are still more than 100 people left in this special team, and they also encountered a small number of construction machines in the middle. The descendants of the creator, as they thought, controlled a construction machine within a very small range to prevent them from attacking.

After paying most of the attrition, they finally made it to the exit under the cover of the main force.

Through an exit above, they will enter the 10,000th floor and walk out of the super-giant structure!

Everyone no longer hesitated, and immediately filed out from the exit.

Oncoming is the sun and the gentle breeze, the blue sky and white clouds, and the beautiful country fields, as if everything is the same as the original world, and nothing has changed.

You can even see people working in the fields fetching water.

Seeing this scene, all the players showed joyful expressions.

Is this the end of it all?

Is the world still functioning normally?

There are also many people showing suspicious expressions, feeling that something is not right.

Nakamoto sat on the grass, but suddenly frowned, then grabbed a flower and wanted to pull it out.

Not moving.

Others have also found differences.

These grounds, these plants and trees, are all made of metal!

Li Tongchen smiled bitterly, looked at everything around him, and murmured:

"Commander, do you mean that all this is a joke, including our struggle... Is it impossible for human beings to be liberated in the end of the grey tide..."

Even if it climbed to the 10,000th floor, it was still in the gray tide.

As for the so-called control core, no one knows where to look for it.

Maybe there is no such thing at all.

"No... Since the commander has set this mission for us, there must be an end. Climbing to the 10,000th floor must be one of the conditions, otherwise everything will be meaningless..." Nakamoto said quickly, and then he pondered. After a while, he walked up to the so-called "Descendants of the Creator" np and said, "Offended."

In the next instant, the metal dagger in his hand pierced the NPC's eye socket!

There was no blood flowing out of the NP's eyes, but an electric arc burst out!

This is not a human np, but a construction machine!

The players present were instantly in a trance, and at the same time thought of the truth behind this.

From beginning to end, all their "struggle~lightnovelpub.net~ is just a game, a game played by a being hidden behind the end of the Grey Tide!

And the participants in these games, including all human survivors, are just the dolls that exist behind the scenes.

In the next instant, the "Descendants of the Creator" melted and flowed like mercury, and the flowers, trees, and soil on the ground all turned the color of gray tide, surging, surging, and quickly gathering together!

The whole world seems to have become an ocean of gray tide!

Immediately afterwards, thousands of dormant cabins rose from the gray tide that gathered higher and higher.

These dormant pods were opened one by one, and the players who had just been destroyed and revived came out of the dormant pods with dazed expressions on their faces.

Li Tongchen looked at the head of the grey tide and said a little excitedly:

"Commander, here we come."

There, a hooded boy figure was taking shape.