Everyone's expressions became serious, especially Yin Huazang. He was someone who had personally experienced the catastrophe of the Shaoyang Galaxy, and he knew how destructive an ancient god could be.

As the commander of the fleet, he watched the people of the Shaoyang Galaxy being slaughtered by the ancient gods, and his own subordinates were not surviving, and he was the person who could not let go of the disaster of the Shaoyang Galaxy.

He could never allow another similar catastrophe to happen.

He said solemnly: "I will lead the fleet back as soon as possible!" How much time do we have, please? ”

The leader shook his head slightly: "If the prediction of the Academy of Sciences is not wrong, there is still plenty of time, and you can return at a normal speed." Don't be in a hurry, don't break the subgodhead server. ”

Yin Huazang nodded: "Understood!" ”

The leader was silent for two seconds before saying to An Beike: "Have you thought of your code name, what is it?" ”

Anbei replied seriously: "Hope." ”

A smile appeared on the leader's face: "Hope? You want to give hope to the people of the Union, right? ”

Anbei replied: "Yes, leader. ”

"I'm sure you can." The leader smiled, "I can't wait to talk to the new gods of our Federation face to face." ”

Anbei lowered his head embarrassedly.

A muffled whisper came from the other end of the conversation.

The leader apologized: "I still have some official business to deal with, so I won't bother you, just come back after completing the deployment." ”

"Understood!"

The light screen goes out.

Yin Huazang looked around at everyone in the conference room, and finally his gaze stopped on An Bei's face, and he said seriously: "Start Plan B and return immediately, this operation will be a test of the achievements of the god-making project, and there is no room for error." ”

Anbei nodded solemnly.

Yin Huazang held up the glass of water containing the bitter medicinal juice: "Then, the meeting is dismissed." ”

The people got up and left.

By the time everyone had left, there was a steady stream of coughing in the room. Yin Huazang clutched his chest and collapsed on the chair, a mouthful of bloody phlegm floating in the water cup in his hand.

He pulled a capsule out of his pocket and swallowed it, and it took a long time for him to regain his composure, then he stared at the pitch-black metal ceiling in a long silence.

The plan B proposed by Yin Huazang is a special plan to deal with emergency recalls, which will abandon some facilities and restore the fleet's operational capability as quickly as possible.

At this time, the subgodhead servers have all been moved back to the fleet, and with the mobilization of Plan B, the fleet can be mobilized in less than a day.

The time soon came to six o'clock in the afternoon.

The fleet returned.

Somewhere in the airspace, the pitch-black swarm of machinery converged to form a mighty army of steel, spewing blue flames and disappearing into space after a burst of bright light.

The fleet returned with the power of faith piled up on the servers, and slowly sailed into the space base near the North Star.

Tang Xuan and Lin Wan were about to leave the battleship together, and they walked side by side in the corridor.

Tang Xuan asked, "How much do you know about the ancient gods of this resurgence?" ”

Lin Wan replied: "I heard that it is an ancient god related to thunder, revived in no man's land, and it is much easier to deal with than the last time." ”

Tang Xuan nodded: "This is good news." ”

The location of the resurrection of the Old Gods directly determines the difficulty of the crusade.

If the Old Gods were to be resurrected on a living planet, the Federation would be unable to use weapons of mass destruction, and it would be almost impossible to defeat the Old Gods without weapons of mass destruction.

And if the ancient gods are revived on the living planet, the strength will grow very quickly. The last time the amusement park ancient god was able to resist the space bomb after it didn't take long for him to recover.

But if the Old Gods were revived in no man's land, then everything would be different. The Federation can unleash space bombs at will, and now Anbei. The other party also can't quickly increase its strength by absorbing human beliefs, and the success rate of the crusade has skyrocketed.

Lin Wan said in a low voice: "More importantly, this ancient god who has mastered thunder is the only ancient god we currently know who is related to thunder and lightning. The Academy of Sciences suspects that this ancient god is related to the ancestors of Anbei. ”

Tang Xuan was stunned.

Anbei is a god with the power of thunder.

During the crusade against Magma, the souls trapped by the Magma Divine Kingdom showed respect to Anbei because they saw the power of thunder displayed by Anbei.

Clearly, the God of Thunder is a powerful deity.

But it is still the early stage of the revival of the ancient gods, if this god related to thunder is the god believed in by Anbei's ancestors, is it too early to appear?

Tang Xuan's eyebrows furrowed.

He knew a little more than the Federation, and he knew that the Old Gods would hide some of their power before they fell asleep, and inherit it when they fell asleep.

Last time, the old god of the amusement park was very strong, and his strength was on the one hand because he was revived near the living planet, and on the other hand, he inherited the power he left behind.

If the revived ancient god this time is really the thunder god believed in by the ancestors of Anbei, their trouble this time will definitely not be small. Because the more powerful the ancient gods, the more power they leave for themselves, and Thor is definitely not weak.

Tang Xuan had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Lin Wan was puzzled: "What's wrong with you, your expression is suddenly so serious?" ”

Tang Xuan said seriously: "Please convey it for me, let the Federation be fully prepared, this revived ancient god is likely to be much stronger than we imagined." ”

He was worried that the Federation would despise the revived Old Gods because of the success of the god-making project.

"How do you know? I'll tell the Federation though. Lin Wan took advantage of the situation to take Tang Xuan's arm, "Actually, even if you don't say anything, the Federation will not relax, after all, the tragedy of the Shaoyang Galaxy is still close at hand." ”

Tang Xuan said solemnly: "I hope to directly smash this planet and blow up the ancient god before he recovers." ”

That's what he really wanted to say.

He heard that the Federation had digested some of the knowledge he had brought, and based on this knowledge, it had expanded the production line of space bombs, preparing to gradually deploy space bombs to the major fleets as regular equipment.

There are more and more space bombs, and instead of waiting for the revival of the ancient gods, passively take over. It's better to take the initiative and blast the Old Gods to smithereens along with the sleeping planet before they can be resurrected.

Lin Wan shook her head and refused without thinking.

"We can't do that," she explained. The essence of the ancient gods is in the order space, and the planet is just an anchor point set by them, and destroying the planet will not kill them, but will only delay their recovery time, and obscure their recovery location to a certain extent. There is no point in doing so. ”

Tang Xuan frowned.

I see, no wonder those powerful technological civilizations in the past did not discover the ancient gods, it turned out that it was because their sleeping place was not in the real world, and they were probably not ordinarily well hidden.

In this way, we can only wait for the ancient gods to jump out on their own.

The two stepped off the battleship.

It's a military base, and although it's full of speeding cars, everyone is busy, and no one has come to meet them.

"Damn! I won't let you go! ”

The strange man stood in the void with a gloomy face, clutching his right wrist. His entire right hand was covered with criss-crossed dark purple veins, and there were three deep claw marks on the back of his hand that were emitting a demonic purple light.

This man is none other than Barmacus.

He planted a crow for Tang Xuan to find a name, and wanted to trouble Tang Xuan after the banquet. But Tang Xuan found out that he made a small report and asked the gray cat housekeeper to punish him severely.

The methods of the mysterious cats are notoriously peculiar.

In order to heal himself, Bamacuste deliberately used cherished herbs. But not only did the herb not heal him, but it was also ignited by the substance contained in the claw marks, causing him more profound secondary damage.

"It hurts, let's go back and analyze it first."

Bamacus wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and his mind moved, and a sinuous black line lit up in front of him. The spread of pitch-black lines outlined a door in front of him, and the strange man stepped in and disappeared in place.

Barmacus appeared in a magnificent palace.

"See the Secret Master!"

With the sound of the mountain roaring and the tsunami, he knelt down under the throne.

These people were summoned by Bamacus before attending the banquet, and he felt that the time it took to attend the banquet was only a real second, and it was completely too late to wait until the banquet was over to start the meeting.

Barmacus snorted angrily.

The constant pain in his hands made him feel no desire to talk to these people.

The people who fell on their knees under the throne were terrified, and they pressed their upper bodies even lower, and their foreheads almost touched the floor.

Barmacus called out in his heart: "Grace, come." ”

A white figure appeared next to the throne.

"Secret Master, what's wrong with your hand?"

It was a handsome young man, and he asked in a concerned voice after glancing at Bamacus' hand.

Bamacus said unhappily: "When I meet a guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, sooner or later I will have to break him into thousands of pieces." ”

This young man only looks young, but his actual age is about the same as that of Bamachus, he is the healer of the organization, he has mastered all the medical spells currently known, and he is also a rare talent in the great void, and his status in the organization is only a little lower than that of the secret master.

"Help me see what the cats are doing to me." Bamacus endured the pain and said, "I applied a medicine myself, but it didn't work. ”

"What did the mysterious cats do to you?"

The young man raised his hand and shot a pale green light at Bamacus's right hand, and the fresh fragrance of flowers and herbs diffused in the air, and the painful expression in Bamachus' eyes suddenly weakened a lot.

Barmacus looked down and saw that his hand was wrapped in a hazy green halo, and with the ripple of green light, wisps of coolness flowed through the wound, which was very effective in containing the pain.

He clenched his right hand and asked, "What kind of art is this?" ”

The young man shook his head slightly: "This is not a technique, this is the spring of life of the elf race." ”

Hearing the words "Fountain of Life", Bamachos understood.

Fountain of Life is an extremely precious medicine? Led into the void by elves? Has undergone an astonishing metamorphosis that heals most of the pain? What can't be cured can also relieve pain? Stop the injury from getting worse.

Barmacus looked down at his hands.

The wound hasn't healed, it's just less painful? So the fountain of life cannot directly heal him.

"Let me see what the essence of this technique is."

There are many ways to leave a wound on a person that cannot be healed, maybe it is leaving a strong adhesion of xenogeneous energy? It could also be that something was released that prevented healing.

He had to figure out what the purple light was on the wound first. Then you can prescribe the right medicine.

The boy gently shook Bamacus' hand.

Barmacus gasped in pain.

The boy soothed: "Don't be nervous, relax." ”

He stared curiously at Barmacus' wounds.

The mysterious cat clan has always been wild, and healing the wounds created by the mysterious cat clan is also a challenge to him to some extent.

He raised his hand to lay a silent barrier.

"Pupil of Truth!"

In a flash? His eyes turned silvery white? The body exudes a coolness that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

Barmacus asked, "What is it?" ”

The young man's face suddenly changed: "Not good! ”

He let go of Bamachus' hand and peeled the fountain of life from Bamachus' hand, but his movements were still a little slower, and he didn't have time to burn the fountain of life that had been stripped away.

Barmacus wailed in pain: "Ah!! ”

Waves of terror surged in all directions, and the silent barrier was shattered. The people under the throne looked at the hideous Barmacus inside the throne in confusion? Didn't understand what's going on.

The boy hurriedly strengthened the silent barrier and injected an anesthetic into Bamajus.

Half a minute later, the Fountain of Life was burned out? Barmacus leaned back in his chair exhausted, the eerie purple veins already spreading to his elbows.

He asked in horror, "What's going on?" ”

"Your wounds and veins are covered with a purple bug." The boy said slowly? This insect usually stays asleep and wakes up when it encounters an energetic substance? And then devour these substances to multiply? Wait until the devouring is complete and continue to sleep. ”

Bamacus gritted his teeth and said, "Gu? ”

The boy sighed and said, "The medicine is ineffective? You can only take it out with a knife, you can bear with it. ”

Barmacus nodded slowly.

The boy stretched out his index and middle fingers, and a sharp blade appeared out of thin air between the two fingers, and the light on the blade was like a drop of water.

Barmacus' hand floated in midair.

The boy's expression became serious.

"Here we go."

The sharp blade traveled across Barmacus' arm, slicing through Barmachous' skin and veins as smoothly as a hot knife cutting through butter. The boy was the best healer, and soon peeled off Barmacus' arm completely.

The bones, blood vessels, fat, and muscle fibers are all clearly exposed to the air, and the knife edge is not disturbed in the slightest, cutting everything that should be cut, avoiding all the human tissues that do not need to be cut, and the closely connected human tissues look like a carefully carved handicraft.

Wisps of purple material flew out of the cut and gathered in the air into a small spinning ball.

Bamacus looked at the ball with a blank expression.

After a while, the boy put away his knife, and all the purple substance was withdrawn, and he nodded to Bamachus, "Alright." ”

Barmacus thought about it, and the severed arm healed quickly, leaving no scars in the blink of an eye. He clenched his fists, not feeling any pain, and there was a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

The boy raised his hand and sucked the purple substance floating in the air into a reagent bottle: "These are for me to study and study, and they may become our new weapons." Speaking of which, how the hell did you offend the mysterious cat? ”