The robot is assembled from an unknown black metal, with extremely obvious traces of articulation, but it is not cheap, and has an alternative design aesthetic.

And in the gap between the connections, there is a glittering golden light emanating, floating in the air little by little.

But the richest golden light is still at the mouth of the robot's heart, and the golden light under the black metal shell almost condenses into a beating heart shape, which cannot be concealed.

That's the solid lock.

Yan Wan is very sure.

When she officially met the people of the Purple Gold Federation, she further understood what the Purple Gold Federation represented under such an excesses.

There is no individual in the Purple Gold Federation, and every citizen exists in the form of a fleet.

But each of these organisms that exist here represents a citizen of the Purple and Gold Federation, the ontology of a citizen of the Purple and Gold Federation, the most core, and the part of a person's soul.

She saw that there was not the slightest defect in the whole body, and the breath of perfection represented that the solid lock was no longer just a restricted collar.

It has been integrated into the body and has become the core of the soul, a part of the body.

That's the lifeblood.

The black mechs representing the Purple Gold Federation moved in unison, as if they had been copied and pasted, moving forward without pause.

But one of the bodies suddenly noticed something and looked at Yan Wan.

The humanoid robot has a filter mask-like device on its face, and its eyes glow with a calm white light, and there is no emotion.

The two looked at each other, and Yan Wan only saw a blank space.

“……”

As if nothing had happened, the black cyborg looked away again.

Yan Wan, who was taken aback, checked whether the disguise on her body had been seen through again, or if the body of the Purple Gold Federation had seen something special about her that she hadn't noticed.

But no, there was nothing out of the ordinary, as if the glance was just accidental or unintentional.

However, the bodies of the Purple and Gold Federation are mechanical beings, representing their natural difference from sentimental flesh and blood.

With a solid lock, they are meaningless even if they are loaded with emotional modules, and there is no meaningless act for them.

Something must have been noticed wrong.

Yan Wan affirmed.

There is no nonsense and no special and extravagant ceremony, everything is so serious and simple, and the most grand is just the finale of the two giants.

The Interstellar Federation starts right away.

The entire enclosed venue was filled with white light, penetrating to every corner, and when the human girl raised her hand, she could see that her fingertips seemed to be hit by the light at close range.

The light condensed on his fingers illuminated the pink color of the flesh.

It's not just light, it's also a means of detection.

This interstellar meeting is too important in the sense that it is not just a pre-war mobilization.

The white light was followed by pitch black.

Immersive holographic videos and brief introductions quickly made everyone understand what was happening.

The preface of the sermon begins with an introduction to the virus that has been dropped into the Sevier High Civilization and information about the Sevier virus.

Yan Wan calmly stared at the charred ruins and the displaced citizens of Sevier as far as the eye could see.

The misery of those who have lost their precious lives and those who cherish them has made the surroundings even more silent, not just by pity, but also by a higher civilization that has suffered all this.

This made those who were all high-level decision-makers of various civilizations couldn't help but empathize with themselves, speculating on what the scene would be like if they were themselves.

In the end, they only came up with an extremely bad result, one that made them unable to help but be silent and sigh.

When they all had solemn expressions, the holographic projection went out, and a familiar figure appeared in front of everyone.

Yan Wan saw that it was actually President Tartarus, and she thought that this should be the principal of the Purple Gold Federation or the leader of the traveling star to explain, it would be more convincing.

But when he was President Tartarus, he had no sense of disobedience, and he stood there, abandoning his bland and indifferent temperament, solemn and majestic, and his tone sonorous and powerful.

Yan Wan realized why she always unconsciously relied on him.

Under his beautiful figure like a white tree, he is an unyielding heart, and under the vicissitudes of life and kind temperament, it is the calmness brought by experience.

He should have presided over it, not only because the source of information came from him, but also because he was calm and unhurried, and he was born suitable for leadership and preaching.

"After seeing the Sewell incident, we all have a fairly clear understanding of what happened to Sewell."

"And how unfortunate, miserable, and desolate the high civilization of Sevier is, how hateful, hateful, and hateful the hostile civilization behind the Sevier virus that we don't know the details of, full of hostility, and menacing."

When President Tartarus was in the limelight, Yan Wan, who heard this, was not agitated, but looked at the audience and the crowd around her in a state of overly clear detachment.

"Through this period of exploration, we have found out information about this hostile civilization."

She heard President Tartarus coming from the stage, and she saw the audience listening.

"The code name is the evil god, this is a civilization based on religious worship and god system, and in this civilization, the top powerhouse is the evil god who is believed."

"And the rest are ordinary believers......"

The auditorium here is not covered in any way, and every position is generous to take care of everyone's body shape, but it also allows Yan Wan to easily peek far away from the wide gap.

Race, culture, nationality, and ideology are different, and all of them are different in one way or another, and may even be sitting their enemies not far away.

But at this moment, no one thought about anything else, they all looked in the same direction and position so consistently.

The solemn expressions were different, but they were similar, because they were all under the same threat.

It is true that they are enemies, but when facing the same invincible enemy, they can also turn enemies into friends.

In the solemn silence of the venue, President Tartarus's voice resounded in every corner, and Yan Wan only prayed that this moment would last longer.

"Everyone, everything that happened to Sewell is a warning, and under the nest, there are no eggs?"

For a long time, she can believe that she can hope and have hope.

"Fight back!"

"Fight back! Counterattack! Counterattack! ”

After the first horn sounded, a flood of support and slogans resounded through the venue, in the midst of this noise.

Yan Wan looked up, and she saw that in the gray eyes of President Tartarus, there was a firm determination.

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