After the Executor poked the purple beam sword, although the wreckage did not seem to have changed at all, all the starships, including the Hubelion, the warship with the worst perception on the scene, could feel some subtle changes in the wreckage. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Even Izza, who had been on the surface of the moon and had only followed Arden's ship with a few tentacles, asked a little strangely:

"What did you do? Need my help? ”

"Hey, hey? What happened? ”

Izsa's words pulled Hubelion out of his bewilderment, and Hubelion was completely confused compared to the other ships that could at least guess what had happened to the wreckage.

"It's just like a nervous stress response." Arden patted Hyperion on the top of his head and replied to Izza.

"Oh, and if you need my help, I've finished laying the surface blanket of this planetary fortress." Izsha believed Arden's words.

"Stress reaction? Isn't this some new garment of an evil god? "Hyperion couldn't understand why Xinyi also had a nervous stress response.

"You can also use it as a shell, after the concept of the old gods was forcibly modified into an evil god, this set of armor also became part of the evil god." As Arden explained to Hyperion, the Executor had lifted a piece of black metal armor that resembled fish scales.

It wasn't with those Force lightsabers that didn't seem to be useful, in fact, the Force crystals in the purple Force lightsaber had already shattered after stabbing the sword just now.

When the Executor lifts the armor, it is very simple to use "lift", and the words emphasized are "lift hard"

Although the heaped ruins looked like they were at least a few thousand meters long, they were compared to the Executor, which was nearly a quarter of Arden's body length...... In fact, the Executor didn't use much effort.

When the metal armor was lifted, the wreckage revealed the same interior as biological tissue.

The Executor, who didn't care if he would encounter any danger, crouched down and tore a small piece of these biological tissues, which were relatively fragile compared to the outer armor that could absorb all kinds of things like black holes.

The Executor, who twisted up the black slices of flesh-like biological tissue, first took a closer look, then moved to the respirator of his mask and sniffed.

In the end, the Executor, who seemed to have come out of nowhere, looked beyond Arden and on the body of the Autumn Wind Mound.

"Watch me do what?" When he saw those biological tissues, Autumn Wind Pier, who was a little uncomfortable, asked strangely.

"You come and see," the Executor said briefly, and then moved a step to the side, as if to make way for the Autumn Wind Pier.

"What can I see?" Autumn Wind Pier was very repulsive to the Executor's opinion, and she had the idea that the mission would be over quickly.

This idea of wanting to avoid responsibility should theoretically not exist in the Autumn Wind Mound, and the Autumn Wind Mound, who also knows this, is more and more repulsed by these strange things.

However, before the Executor could say why he wanted to let the Autumn Wind Pier pass, Arden's words put the Autumn Wind Pier on the fire and roasted it.

"Let's go taste it"

"Taste...... Taste? "The Autumn Wind Pier thought he had heard it wrong behind his ears.

"Well, it's good for you." Arden's tone had a narrow smile.

"You're not kidding, Governor, are you?" Autumnwind Pier very much wants Governor Arden to admit that she is just making a harmless joke, anyway, even if Arden makes Autumn Wind Pier as a harlequin every day, Autumn Wind Pier will not be angry...... Well, not really.

"I'm never joking," Arden said in his usual calm tone, but unfortunately everyone present could hear the subtleties in Arden's words.

“…… Obey" Since Arden has said so, the Autumn Wind Pier, who has always obeyed the order, can only salute Arden, and then comes to the executor's side with an expression on his face.

When the Executor heard that Arden wanted the Autumnwind Pier to "taste" the tissues, he had already re-sliced them and put them on a plate.

If it weren't for the fact that he "tasted" it, the pier of the autumn wind would like to praise the executor's good knife work, which can be called a master of art.

Just when the Autumn Wind Dun pinched up a piece of biomass that was cut very thin by the executor's number, but it was opaque, and planned to send it directly into his mouth with his eyes closed.

Arden's words were once again in the ears of the Autumn Wind Mound: "Use your normal way of eating"

"How to eat?" Autumn Wind was stunned for a moment, but then reacted to what Arden meant, and his face became even more ugly.

A few seconds later, a spore creature that was almost indistinguishable from its human form stood where the Autumn Wind Pier had been.

Seeing the changing appearance of the Autumn Wind Pier, the Executor who was holding the dinner plate hesitated slightly, because she was looking for where the mouth of the Autumn Wind Pier was.

Luckily, the Autumn Wind Pier didn't like the way he was, and before his size grew larger and larger according to his instincts, a few narrow tentacles swept away the biomass from the plate in the Executor's hand.

After a short while, both Hyperion and the Executor, who were expecting to see the Autumn Wind Pier eating badly, faintly heard a strange belching sound, but when they listened closely, it seemed to be just an illusion.

Instead of returning to Arden's side, the Autumn Wind Pier looked around the walls before moving its gaze to the ground.

Neither Hyperion nor the Executor, who was looking at the ground with the Pier of the Autumn Wind, saw anything wrong with the ground.

It was only when Arden, who understood what the Autumn Wind Mound saw, nodded and fell to the ground, and when the sound of Arden's boots falling to the ground sounded, Huberian noticed that Arden seemed to have burned his psionic energy a little too much......

"Arden, what are you doing?" Hyperion shouted in a panicked tone, for she sensed a hint of instability in Arden's burning psionic energy, just as she had felt before she saw Tasada crash towards the Juggernaut.

"It's okay, it's not a lot of pressure for me." After Arden comforted her friend, the burning psionic energy on her body began under her feet and stretched out along a trail that seemed to be there for a long time, but was normally invisible, lighting up character after character.

In less than a moment, the entire walls, floors, and ceilings of the storage room were illuminated by this strange-looking character.

"What are these?" Caught by the scene, Huberian asked, if you use your imagination, the characters look a lot like what was used to seal the wreckage.

However, as the warships of interstellar civilizations, the technical and theoretical knowledge crushed the three Admiral Arden pro-frigates that the world did not know by hundreds of times, and they all quickly discovered that these characters were not sealing tools.

It's just rows and columns, and it looks like handwritten formulas.

After a short exchange, the three ship girls determined that these were indeed formulas, but the units and symbols used were different from their habits.

But after determining the roots, it is not too difficult to translate these units and symbols into their own use.

So the three starships were inexplicably trying to see what these formulas were calculating.

"Hmm...... Could it be that they are researching a way to eradicate this thing completely? "Hyperion felt a little strange about the conclusions reached by his group.

"If nothing else......" said Autumn Wind Pier, who had just taken a bite that was super unpalatable, but especially able to fill the belly with biomass, rubbing his stomach.

"Definitely," the Executor said.

"It doesn't seem to be finished yet, it's not concise enough, let's try to finish it, right?" Hyperion's proposal was immediately approved by the other two shipwives.

"There's no need to keep counting...... Arden said as he stopped the three shipwives from intending, "Whether it's destroying the old gods or the evil gods, the way is very simple. ”

"......," Huberian asked curiously.

"All you need is the power of the sun." Arden raised his index finger, and a small point of light floated on his fingertips, which became brighter and brighter, and the last three starships couldn't help but squint.

And under the light of this light, the characters lit up by the psionic energy became brighter and brighter, and the wreckage in the center of the room seemed to be encountering some natural enemy, rising black smoke, and the volume was also rapidly shrinking.

Fortunately, the storage room is not very large, and Arden did not directly use "Praise the Sun"