Five minutes later. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

Yan Chen's face was no longer bloody, and his arm was weakly withdrawn from the central energy output groove, and after looking at the twenty-one million on the virtual screen, he smiled with satisfaction.

"Yan Chen, are you okay?"

The stars next to him, seeing the somewhat crumbling Yan Chen, reached out to support him with Yitian, and asked worriedly.

"Leader, are you alright?"

The Heavens asked, with concern and concern in his tone.

The leader can't be fine.

If something happens, where will their mechanical civilization go?

"It's okay, just need to rest for a while to recover." Yan Chen waved his hand a little weakly and said.

Being able to transform more than 20 million silicon-based lives at one time, I'm afraid he is the most awesome, it should be said that it is unprecedented!

As for those who don't come?

As long as the strength is stronger, the more dark energy is stored in the body, and history is used to surpass.

The stars and the heavens helped Yan Chen to sit down on the side of the seat, and then through the energy of the space gem, they plundered the energy of this star system to replenish themselves.

A few minutes passed, and his body was once again filled with surging energy, and his pale and weak face returned to its normal state.

This time is not like the last time.

Now the cells in Chen's body are activated all the time.

It's easy to harness the power of the Infinity Gauntlet.

"I feel like you can make money by changing your face!"

Seeing Yan Chen, who had recovered his complexion, Fanxing couldn't help but secretly admire, this face-changing person has no friends.

"Go aside!" He glared viciously at the angel who had been cut off and did not live more than ten minutes, and said.

After getting up from his seat, he did not blindly activate and transform those base vehicles, but walked out of the central command room of the heavens, and a pair of white wings appeared behind him, indifferently looking at the neat and square line below.

Suddenly.

He was playful and waved his hand at the tens of millions of Autobots below, and his voice was like thunder with the blessing of energy, like Hong Zhong Dalu: "Hello warriors! ”

"Good leader." The machine was cold, and with a shocking sound, the sound was like a bell, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The sound of uniformity and the sound of footsteps is shocking.

The sound is like a tsunami of waves, continuous and reverberating.

"The fighters have worked hard."

Yan Chen smiled slightly, waved his hand again, and said.

"Serve the Leader." The mountains roared and the tsunami, and the roar of the wind roared out of the mouths of these fanatical Autobots.

Shaking the mountains and rivers, Jingxiu Building, as if these roars can bombard all the disobedient people, and it is not an exaggeration to diehard.

"Good!" Yan Chen nodded with satisfaction, and said to the heavens: "Command these soldiers for me as soon as possible, and then I don't need to teach you about the matter, right?" ”

"Rest assured, my subordinates will not let you down."

When the heavens saw Yan Chen solemnly talking to him, his blue-white electronic eyes flickered, as if Yan Chen reassured.

"Go ahead!"

Yan Chen nodded, and continued to activate and transform mechanical life.

Half an hour later.

After the transformation of this 100 million base vehicles, Yan Chen overlooked the hundreds of millions of mechanical army below, which can only be described in four words.

Shocking, neat.

Viewed horizontally, they are exactly the same as the soldiers at our military parade, as if they were one person.

Looking vertically, they don't have the slightest protrusion, more like a person, without a little transgression, which can no longer be described as shocking.

"I hope that on the battlefield in three months, I will see you and me fighting the enemy together, as well as the overwhelming army of mechanical civilization that fills the starry sky like locusts, don't let me down."

He turned his head to look at the heavens that stood quietly, like a huge mountain, and said in a deep voice.

"Rest assured, Leader, your subordinates will live up to your expectations."

When the heavens heard that Yan Chen was going to fight alongside him and that he was still able to fight, they assured him excitedly.

As a capital ship, it is a shame for the capital ship to not have experienced a battle.

The capital ship needs to go through the baptism of artillery fire before it can be called a qualified soldier.

"Come on!"

He shouted encouragement to the heavens, soared into the sky, and soon disappeared into the star of Neil.

The stars and the sky followed in his footsteps and left.

"Your Excellency, your subordinates will not let you down."

Looking at the three figures that rose to the sky and were about to disappear from their sight, the heavens couldn't help muttering to themselves.

"Boom."

The words fell.

It emitted a deafening mechanical cold explosion sound, and the humming friction sounded pleasantly, and in less than five seconds, it had changed from a giant fifty kilometers high to a battleship 00 kilometers long and about 20 kilometers wide, quietly suspended in the sky.

With the blessing of loudspeakers, the sound spread throughout this 500,000 square kilometers of steel city.

"The mechanical corps has a total of 100 million amphibious autobots, and now it is divided into ten teams, and 10 million amphibious autobots are in groups, and they enter the body of Ben Shuai in batches, and Ben Shuai will take you and others to expand the territory, create more clans, and prepare for future wars."

The heavens can be described as resolute, and as soon as Yan Chen left, it was already ready to let these hundreds of millions of Autobots go to mine and create.

It needs to be accountable to the leader, and it cannot be delayed for a minute.

A minute of delay is likely to determine the outcome of the battle in the future.

So.

It didn't want to miss a minute.

"I'll do as I was told."

The voices of the fanatical amphibious automakers are connected, as if they are 100,000 mountains connected together, and the sound is like a tsunami, shaking the galaxy.

Then I saw this group of mechanical troops, walking in a neat pace, into the Eight Heavens with all eight gates open.

They are going to fight for their gods, to create a chance for their gods to win, and they will die without regrets.

The neat and orderly army meticulously stepped into this huge warship, which was larger than the steel city.

With the passage of time, this group of silicon-based lifeforms slowly stepped into this majestic battleship that went deep into the abyssal sea.

More than 100 million Autobots entered the battleship, and the eight doors slowly closed.

As the antimatter engine was turned on, the cold mechanical sound of the maglev engine sounded.

The Heavens slowly drove towards the vast, eternal, star-dotted galaxy.

As the speed became faster and faster, the battleship soon broke away from the cosmic speed and sailed through the stars.

Every time it passed by a planet, the battleship would throw hundreds of "meteorites" and crash towards the expected orbit.

When these hundred "meteorites" went out, they already had a very important task on their shoulders, collecting all the metal resources of this planet for smelting and purification, and when the time came, they could leave from here by notifying the marshal to come and harvest.