"Do we still have a chance to escape?"

The middle-aged deserted slave stared at the virtual screen and asked without looking back.

On the virtual screen, the sea of lotus flowers is almost boundless, rising all over the sky, as if it is not far from the front of you.

Even this huge heavenly mirror is just like a small boat, propping up the waves of Qingqing Lake and rippling in the sea of flowers.

Hearing the question of the middle-aged deserted slave, the researcher-like male deserted slave was stunned for a moment, habitually helped the "glasses" on the bridge of his nose, looked up at the beautiful sea of lotus, and then replied plainly and meticulously: "There is no chance." ”

There was no fear in his voice, no fear, like the hundreds of thousands of desolate slaves in this heavenly mirror, who seemed to have no fear of death, nor of total destruction.

"Didn't you?! I understand! ”

The middle-aged deserted slave still didn't look back, only shook his head, sighed slightly, and then his eyes froze, and suddenly sharpened.

He wore a pair of black headphones in his ears, and he pressed a button on the headphones with his right hand, and his voice was connected to the hundreds of thousands of people in the heavenly mirror at the same time.

"This is a battle to the death!"

The voice of the middle-aged deserted slave in military uniform sounded in the ears of hundreds of thousands of people, and it was quite heavy.

"I think everyone should know that we don't have a chance to run away anymore. We may be completely killed here! There will be no return to the pool of rebirth, and we will no longer have the opportunity to be reborn in the flesh and start again. ”

The words spoken by the middle-aged slave were very heavy, and all the slaves continued to work while listening, and everyone's faces showed a heavy color.

"However, this is an inevitable war. Since we have chosen to initiate, we must have the courage to bear it. And ......"

"This is a war that we can only win and not lose. A lot of people will die, not just us. Although we will die here today, we will also add more hope of victory to the entire Desolate race at the cost of blood death. ”

"We will be the openers of an era, we must use our lives to achieve the future, and pave the way for tomorrow with flesh and blood! We are not slaves, we are not sinners of heaven, we are us! We desolate people will eventually rise! ”

Speaking of this, the impassioned words shook the hearts of all the desolate slaves, and the entire heavenly mirror was filled with a tragic and heroic emotion of dying.

What is it like to die? What is life like? They are also attached to life, not really fearless of death, but in this world, there are some things that are more frightening than death and more worthy of sacrifice than life.

"Pass my order, launch the collected data, and make sure to do your best to pass the data back to the base camp! All the energy systems of Tianjing are fully open, even if they die, they cannot be underestimated! ”

The last two sentences of the middle-aged desolate slave roared out, and the eyes of all the desolate slaves on the post suddenly condensed, preoccupied, and one by one data instructions controlled the operation of the entire heavenly mirror.

The figure manipulating the lotus flower suddenly felt that the mirror in the sky seemed to have changed.

The mirror is facing away from the earth and facing the sky, and above the sky, the light of the stars is pulled down from the sky like a plunder, converging into a vast stream of energy and flowing into the Celestial Mirror weapon system.

Inside the Heavenly Mirror, hundreds of nuclear reactors were running at overload, and huge amounts of energy were gathered through the pipes, and the mirror was facing the earth, emitting this blazing white light, as if every tiny lens was shining, illuminating the dome and the earth were a phaeton.

Actually, it's not every lens that's glowing, it's the entire Sky Mirror that's melting!

The mortal city hundreds of miles away was illuminated by this light, brighter than the superposition of several days, and the brave mortals went out to look up at the sky, and were immediately blinded by this light.

The sky, like a star falling, actually covered the sea of lotus.

"With a little ability, I don't want to kill you anymore."

The colorful figure was hazy, as if raising his hand to brush his hair.

No one answered her, a huge ball of light fell from the sky, and the huge energy was compressed and gathered, and the pressure and high temperature generated by the energy reached millions of degrees in an instant.

The brilliance did not fall quickly, with the ability of that figure, it could definitely be avoided, but she did not choose to escape, but smiled disdainfully, stretched out her finger, and the lotus leaf lotus flower instantly changed, turning into a small sword of colored light, and in an instant, it merged into a series of sword pillars that destroyed the sky and the earth, killing the sky.

The beautiful sea of flowers just now has become a sea of destroying sword qi at this moment, or rather, this is what they are.

Countless sword pillars rushed into the sky, the brilliance was like the sun bathing the earth, the energy of the collision was disordered, and with a "boom", the sword refracted and fell, and the impact of the gallop swept across the desert, stirring up quicksand to fly, and even the space was beaten out with a touch of a crack in an instant.

The burst of energy made many eyes turn their eyes here, and the monitoring system of the desolate slave monitored the changes here, and saw that a point of light belonging to their own side on the three-dimensional map disappeared, and everyone's working hands paused, looking at this side, knowing that another desolate slave's army had been destroyed.

Bai Ye also felt it in the classroom, there were a lot of desolate slaves who came back from the reincarnation pool, but there were no people who could come back, there were a lot of them!

The land within a radius of hundreds of miles has become a huge deep pit, whether it is soil, yellow sand, or rocks, they are all evaporated and vaporized in an instant under high temperature and high pressure.

Above the deep pit, a woman in a colorful haze stood in the air, and a colorful lotus flower swirled above her head, falling down strips of colored light.

The mirror in the sky was gone, and in those few seconds, all the hundreds of thousands of desolate slaves died here, and none of them survived!

Not only here, but in other directions, in other places, there are constantly monks dying in battle, and there are also constantly slaves dying completely.

The monks did not know much why they were fighting, they could retreat, they could run away. However, the slaves could not, they knew why they were fighting, and they knew that they had no way back, and they could not surrender and escape.

Because, they are fighting their way with their own blood and lives.

This war was so tragic that tens of billions of slaves were killed in the first ten years of the war, and nearly a million slaves died on the battlefield every day.

Moreover, instead of being able to reshape their bodies in the pool of rebirth, they are able to destroy their bodies and souls together.

The monks above the golden pill are too strong, and with a single blow from the true spirit, they destroyed hundreds of kilometers, and there were also immortal shots, thousands of miles apart, and destroyed a deserted slave base with one palm.

Seeing such a large casualty, Bai Ye couldn't help frowning, and couldn't help but help but help the desolate slave, he didn't directly participate in the battlefield, but sealed a weapon in the body of every desolate slave whose consciousness was comparable to the heavenly realm, giving them a choice before they died.

If they were dying and their consciousness reached the level of the Wang Tian Realm and they could master this machine, they would survive, and if they couldn't, they would either be destroyed by the information loaded in the machine or killed by the monks. (To be continued.) )