"I really didn't expect that the dogs raised by those guys are quite loyal, and the Pavlov effect still works........."

Looking at the chaotic battlefield in front of him, Faeron couldn't help but whistle. www.biquge.info Ten towns and ten towns, except for the group of rubbish in Libra Town, there are a total of nine correctors, and now it seems that this is basically more than halfway through at the moment, and the idiots and Franca in Liuding Town are in full swing in the field. And outside, Delin is also going back and forth with the Spartans of Wushuang Town. Although the old man in Neverwinter Town couldn't tell how powerful he was, he must not be able to live long under Suren and Shar. As for the present.........

Thinking of this, Faeron looked at the Indian wizard in front of him again, the other party was dressed strangely, and it looked no different from those Indians in the western. Wear a big hat and a shawl, and have a bunch of pigtails in your hair, and all sorts of messy ornaments falling off it. He had a shotgun in his right hand, and his weather-beaten face, which was basically the same as the bark, stared at Faren with a straight face. But it didn't matter if he told the truth, and what made Faren even more curious was the wolf crouching beside him -- from the outside, it was similar to Alice, and it was not a living thing. But on the other hand, it doesn't make the demon feel so special. The demon itself has a very peculiar atmosphere.,To put it simply, it's a bit like the two-dimensional appears in the three-dimensional.,Those who are familiar with the demon can see that something is wrong at a glance.。 But at the moment, the wolf did not feel this way, on the contrary, Faeron looked at it as if he looked at Alice, or Eluka and the others.

"That's interesting............ I've never met a creature like this, and sure enough, reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles is the right thing to do..............."

As he spoke, Faeron raised the scalpel in his hand.

"So, let me try ..............."

"Wait."

However, before he could finish his words, suddenly, a cold voice sounded beside him, and then he saw the dark shadows suddenly twist, and the next moment, the Grim Reaper's sister, wrapped in a black cloak and holding a scythe in her hand, appeared in front of Feren with a girl in a wheelchair, who looked almost skinny and like a living dead.

Seeing their appearance, Faeron raised his eyebrows.

"I didn't expect you to come."

"After all, this is the territory of the Ten Towns, and I, as a corrector, will of course come to .........."

The girl in the wheelchair still spoke so softly that she looked like she wouldn't live until tomorrow morning. She looked up weakly and looked at the Indians in front of her. At this moment, the Indian was looking at the girl with a serious expression, obviously, for him, this was not an opponent that he could easily deal with.

"So......... I'll leave it to me........."

"Oh..............."

Faeron was not at all surprised by the girl's words, and only shrugged his shoulders. Now among the ten towns, only the revisionists of Dongfang Town and Believer Town have not appeared, and the revisionists of Believer Town have been killed, and Dongfang Town is obviously out of the idea of protecting himself, and it is estimated that he does not plan to wade into this troubled water. Then it can be expected that the pattern of the entire ten towns will undergo large-scale changes.

In fact, as long as people's eyes are not blind, they can see that the overall situation has been decided, and the mystery of the factory has almost disappeared under the simple and crude push of Faeron. Moreover, through the energy network, almost all the residents of the Ten Towns already knew the whereabouts of their strong men who entered the factory -- they were actually killed for experiments?!

Ten Towns' fear of the factory is actually very simple -- every strong person who has surpassed the hierarchical authority will join the factory, although it is true that they do not reveal any information in it, and they never show up, but so many people will be willing to be in the factory, which in itself shows the power of the factory. Even if the factory itself doesn't have much power, just relying on those super-authoritative people that have been absorbed over the years are enough to suppress all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods who are ready to move.

But what if those people are all dead?

Yes, the corrector is the spokesman of the factory, but the people are not the slaves of the factory. To put it bluntly, now Faerun's attack on the factory is like setting off a rebellion against the emperor. Then the next step was naturally for the royalists and the rebels to take sides, but no matter which side they were fighting, it was the same idea -- once an emperor could not even suppress the rebellion around him, and could only rely on the help of others, then the emperor's authority would come to an end.

And now, when the revisionists receive instructions (or requests) from the factory, it is time for the warlords to make their own choices.

But it is certain that no matter which side wins in the end, the Factory, the core that once ruled the entire Ten Towns, will no longer exist.

And in the face of the choice of reality, Wushuang Town, Wudong Town, Freedom Town, and Liuding Town chose to be royalist, while Futaba Town chose to rebel. From a certain point of view, this did make Fei Lun feel a little surprised, but if he thought about it carefully, he didn't know this eldest lady very well after all, although the other party was disabled and weak, but as one of the correctors of the Ten Towns, his IQ was definitely on the passing line. Then she is now running out to support herself, and the reason is obvious.

"Then I'll leave it to you, scheming girl."

After saying this, Faeron waved his hand at the girl and the Reaper's sister, and then turned to leave......... He definitely didn't worry about whether these two people would be defeated, if the two envoys and half-demons who held the power of death couldn't kill the enemy, then their opponents must be archangels.

Without the hindrance of the correctors, the rest of Faeron's journey was smooth sailing, and he walked leisurely down the slope to the passage that had been completely destroyed -- because of the loss of electricity, the whole passage was pitch black. However, as Feren walked in, he could clearly see that the light bulb, which had been extinguished due to the loss of power, began to flicker gradually.

The energy network is invading and taking over the borderlands.

That's interesting.........

Feron walked forward slowly, carefully observing the scene in front of him. In the previous dungeon, he had already discovered this fact. Now, through the scenes in front of him, Faeron has once again identified several characteristics of the energy network -- where there is energy drive, the energy network cannot be invaded.

But this is not the same thing as the non-existence of the energy network, otherwise Fei Lun and the others would have died when they went down to the dungeon. It's a very vague feeling, one might even say ......... It's a matter of atmosphere. It's like when you walk into a hospital from the outside, you feel that the whole atmosphere will be different, the air will be filled with the smell of disinfectant water, and the body that feels uncomfortable will become much better......... Outside and inside, what Fallon felt was this change in atmosphere. It was like an illusion, as if the traditional energy-powered devices were trying their best to protect their last territory from being invaded, and the energy networks were ruthlessly crushing all their efforts like an army of demon kings. When the energy itself is depleted or disappears due to some will, the energy network takes over completely.

The old era is over, and the new one has arrived.

So.........

"You low-level creatures, why haven't you quit the evolutionary sequence yet?"

As he spoke, Fei Lun raised his hand, and the next moment, he saw that the originally closed metal door in front of him was suddenly cut and shattered, and several researchers wearing heavy isolation suits stood there with frightened faces, holding weapons tightly in their hands, staring at Fei Lun in front of them, and Fei Lun noticed that what they were holding in their hands was exactly what those Iron Man had held before, similar to an antenna.

But unfortunately, this thing has been completely finished with Faeron's cutting.

"Good idea."

Looking at the bare sticks in the researchers' hands, Fallon nodded. In fact, he had almost guessed how the other party dealt with the able. Indeed, the capable are incomparably powerful, and these powerless people are no match at all in front of them. But the capable also have weaknesses, and the biggest weakness is......... They can't leave the energy network.

However, in the wasteland world, there is one thing that makes all the wasteland dwellers smell and change their color, even the most powerful ones are not immune.

Electromagnetic storms.

Electromagnetic storms can cause turbulence in the entire energy network, and in severe cases, even destroy the energy network. Although it is still unclear how electromagnetic storms in nature are generated, Pheren is sure that with the wisdom of this group of people, it is not difficult to create a simulated version of a similar thing to cut off the connection between the ability and the energy network. Since he listened to M's story, he had already guessed that it was impossible to kill a group of capable people in such a crisp and neat instant, unless they were completely cut off from the energy network.

"It's a pity that you don't have much point in living in this world anymore."

As he spoke, Faeron pursed his lips slightly, and soon, the next moment, he saw the researchers in front of him suddenly open their eyes, and then, their bodies were torn apart, sliced open, and reduced to pieces along with the wall behind them.

"The opponent has broken through the defense!!"

Watching the light on the screen disappear, the researcher dressed in white said loudly with a pale face. Hearing his words, the old man snorted coldly, then lifted the metal suitcase next to him, and walked to the platform not far in front of him, and then saw something similar to a train car, so quietly and silently slid in front of the old man, and then, the hatch opened, and then the old man walked in.

"Release the subject, and we'll evacuate immediately."

This was the last order the old man gave before the hatch closed.