Shifang Wusheng

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"Is it a predictive spirit technique?" Wei He has heard of this kind of spiritual technique. The Imperial Army has been using the predictive and predictive spirit technique to train a special strategic shooting team, in order to manipulate large weapons and target the giant creatures in the star abyss. .

Now it seems that the effect is really powerful.

The golden flames of the stellar cannon continuously caused explosions on the nine-headed bird.

Wei He accelerated to escape from the Nine-Headed Bird, and his back seemed to turn into a sea of ​​golden flames.

He didn't dare to look back, and flew towards the fleet at full speed.

Under the bombardment of this large-scale strategic weapon, the power is really terrifying.

The body of the Crimson Hydra is at least two levels stronger than his, and it is so huge.

But under the bombardment of this strategic weapon, it is still powerless to resist.

After flying all the way back to the fleet camp, Wei He breathed a sigh of relief.

A total of nearly [-] colonies went to attract the Hydra.

But the ones who came back were only five hundred...

Wei He quickly returned to the spaceship in line according to the colony number.

Both Long Hubo and Belkin were there, and Kateri lost his legs, and was sweating profusely with the help of a medical robot to clean up his injuries.

Most of the rest are missing, and the rest are more disabled.

The painful wails and prayers seemed to bring Wei He back to the scene in January.

"It's just that the legs are gone. Why are you making such a loud noise? Go back and re-cultivate them." Wei He sat next to Katri and exhaled.

Belkin and Long Hubo didn't reply, and their expressions were still ugly.

"It's not a problem with the legs." Katri sat up with the support of his hands.

"Your Excellency Herudan... It was His Excellency Herudan who died!" He said in a low tone.

Wei He was taken aback.

Hrudan is dead! ?

One sublimator per galaxy is almost a rule. Occasionally, there will be more than one sublimator in a galaxy, and they will be transferred to some barren galaxies to serve as the highest military officer.

It can be said that the guarantee of the galaxy is the sublimator.

Wei He has seen too much in the materials over the years to what extent many star systems are reduced to without the protection and deterrence of the highest sublimated person.

And now... it's the turn of the Olga Galaxy.

"Where's Di Lanka in the Red Worm Galaxy?" Wei He thought of this immediately.

"Seriously injured, but still alive!" Long Hubo replied.

That's a scourge.

Wei He is very aware of this. Although the other party does not know that he is responsible for the fission of the Red Worm Galaxy, it is still a hidden danger...

In case he recuperates from his injuries and attacks other galaxies, a galaxy like Olga who has lost its leader may not be able to withstand it.

They can seek protection from superiors.But that was a normal period, and now the entire fleet is in such a miserable state, and it is still in a signal-isolated area... It is hard to say that the rest of the ascendants will not have abnormal thoughts...

Going forward is death, and going back is death after going through so many dangers just now.

Rather than that... how about...

Wei He finally understood how those rampant interstellar pirates came to be in such a large number.

"Who owns the stellar cannon now? The commander-in-chief of the legion?" Belkin asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, Commander-in-Chief Ding Si has the activation code of the stellar cannon.

The stellar cannon is powerful and deploys extremely fast, and it is completely different from the star-killing weapons in the galaxy.So every time it starts, at least hundreds of sublimators are required to dispatch together. "As the Chief of Intelligence, Long Hubo is naturally quite familiar with these things.

"Some time ago, I contacted the rest of the school. I had already obtained His Excellency Herudan's approval to form a small alliance, but now... I didn't expect..." Belkin sighed. "Right now, there are already many anti-war voices among the high-level executives of various galaxies. You don't have to worry, I believe that sublimators from other galaxies will come to win us over soon. If they really have that kind of thought..."

He didn't finish his follow-up words, but everyone knew what he meant.

At this point, with this little force, going any further would be courting death.

It is estimated that everyone's decision now is to find a place to stay temporarily, wait for the outcome of the war, and then decide on the future path.

"First of all, we have to form a group and try our best to gather a strong enough group to be qualified to talk to the ascendant." Belkin seems to be quite familiar with these aspects.

"I will talk to the rest in person. The Palsa galaxy and the Philo galaxy are all sacrificed parts of the sublimators. We can completely unite."

"Long Hubo, you have to investigate the current attitude of the sublimators. After all, in the fleet, they are the ones who really decide where to go."

In this fleet, among the thousands of motherships, although the sublimators have been damaged several times, there are still thousands of them. This is a huge group.

What Belkin wants to do, of course, is not to rely on his fission power to make troubles, but to rely on a sublimator who is strong enough and can treat them kindly.

It can be said that even now, the real protagonists in the entire fleet are still sublimators.

Wei He listened to several people's discussions, but he didn't speak. He just looked at the huge body of the nine-headed bird that was still burning through the window.

In his eyes at this moment, whether it is Belkin and others who are considering seeking benefits for themselves, or fleet spaceships floating outside the window, or even Herudan and other sublimators who died in battle.

In front of the huge nine-headed bird, they all seemed extremely small.

A nine-headed bird with deep red layers has caused such a large number of casualties for the entire fleet.

So what about the higher level black inflammation?What about even the monarch?

Wei He couldn't imagine it.

Even if he breaks through the sublimator, he is still vulnerable to such power.

If there is no strategic level weapon, I am afraid that no matter how many sublimators there are, they can only be slaughtered by the nine-headed bird at will.

At this time, he was not interested in listening to the plans of Belkin and others, and all his attention was focused on that huge nine-headed bird.

There must be a time to collect valuable samples of such a huge star abyss horror corpse.

This is a hard job, because even if the star-deep creature dies, there will still be a terrifying amount of pollution radiation left.

If you are not careful, it will be contaminated, which will lead to various troubles.

Just like the scavengers Wei He met when he first came here.They are trading their lives for money.

But now, Wei He knows that both his psychic energy and physical body have reached the upper level of fission.

If he can devour a large amount of Xingyuan will left on the nine-headed bird and quickly increase the total amount of psionic energy, maybe... he can use this opportunity to break through the sublimator.The physical body also breaks through to the corresponding level of bright red terror.

Just now, he was going to dig some flesh and then devour it. After all, the other party was two levels higher than him, so he didn't dare to move his mouth casually.

But now it's different, Nine-headed Bird seems to be dead...that is to say...his chance has come!

Chapter 791

Knossus Emperor.

Holy courtyard.

A hazy pale green halo emanates from the huge green sun, reflecting half of the entire area of ​​Emperor Star in green.

On the surface of Emperor Planet, on the top of Heman's Fang, the highest peak, there is a small courtyard guarded by countless invisible force fields and hidden guards.

This is the most sacred and highest place in the entire Knossas Empire - the Holy Garden.

The patriarch of the sacred blood family, the current emperor of the sacred blood of Knossus - St. Gulian Dongting, lived here for a long time.

The courtyard is not big, only covering an area of ​​about [-] square meters.This is pitifully small for a river system emperor.

But all the wall, roof and floor tiles are made of silver-gray high-grade metal.

Lines of faint green light of life flowed on the ground and walls.

In the pale green sky in the distance, a huge mechanical whale slowly swung its mechanically constructed fish tail, slowly swimming in the sky.

St. Gulian was wearing a dark gold luxurious colony armor that would never leave his body, with patterns of wheat ears and thorns on his chest, and chain devices like fish scales on his arms.

Holding a dark gold and silver trident in his hand, he was looking at the giant whale swimming in the distance.

St. Gullion wears a golden horned helmet and his face is a shadow.

No one has seen his real face, even the princes and princesses don't know his real face.

scoff.

From the tip of the trident in his hand, a ball made of metal building blocks suddenly floated out.

The ball is silvery white, the size of an egg, and a colorful halo faintly appears around it, constantly deforming and reorganizing.

From a ball, into a cube, and into countless spiked metal blocks.

In just ten seconds, dozens of different forms evolved.

"You should know that fate is like this crystallization. Every moment has infinite unknown possibilities."

St. Gullion's voice was ethereal and penetrating, as if it came from a very far away place, with heavy echoes.

"Father, my son has never dared to miss the trajectory of fate for a moment. I also dare not try to control everything."

In the open space behind, a white light slowly lit up, from which a handsome and strong man with short golden curly hair emerged.

No matter the man's eyebrows or short beard, they are all light golden, as if his whole body is glowing.

Not even the huge green sun could change his color.

"My son... Nuoxi..." St. Gulian turned around and stared at his most outstanding prince.

After a thousand years, the little boy who used to act like a spoiled child under his knee now has his own light in his eyes.

"What exactly do you want? Everything in the empire was destined to be taken over by you in the future. But now, you are dragging everything into the abyss."

"It's just the darkness before dawn, father is too worried." The eldest prince Nuoxi looked calm, looking past his father to the empty sky outside.

"Father, do you know what this son-in-law has been looking for?"

St. Gulian didn't reply, he just sensed the terrifying spiritual energy stirring in his son before him.

That spiritual energy is like endless, vast and huge.It was even easy to suppress him at this time.

You know, he is now wearing a colony, which has been augmented by the emperor's colony.

"I was born with light, my spiritual energy is like an ocean, and life to me is like a boring game. Monotonous and boring."

The eldest prince Nuoxi said calmly: "I once went to the end of human beings, looked at the universe and the sea of ​​stars, and looked at the end that can be reached. But the huge bondage firmly shrank me in this galaxy."

He walked forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with his father.

"I have thought about the meaning of life to me, I have imagined the mysteries of the universe and people, I have looked across the past and present, looking for the answers I have always wanted.

I once asked myself, what is the purpose of living? "

"Open your eyes, and the universe is vividly visible. Close your eyes, and I will sleep forever, and everything will go away."

"What do you want to do?" St. Gulian watched his son calmly.

"I'm just looking for answers.

Everything is true?Still false.

Is the ancient legend of the true world true? "Nosh replied softly.

"For this reason, you did not hesitate to send troops to attack Pengsha and Dongji at the same time?" St. Gullion could not hide his disappointment in his tone. "Do you know how many casualties this will cause?"

"If everything is false, then no amount of casualties will be meaningless. If everything is true, then I will... use this to make up for everything." Nuoxi said lightly.

He turned his face and stared at St. Gullion.

"Father, you are old..."

St. Gullion was speechless.

Although the power of the empire is still in his hands, the situation is no longer under his control.

Since five years ago, Nuoxi officially broke through the limit of spiritual power, surpassed immortality, and achieved a peak level that humans have never had before.

Everything is out of control...

Nuoxi's power is like a cancer, every moment.They are all growing crazily within the empire, devouring everything.

as he said.

The power of complement is the power that anyone hopes for.