165. The apple gave me a hundred pieces
Even if a large number of Zetari troops had gathered around the mothership, most of the Zetarians would be annihilated with the explosion of the nuclear bomb.
However, the remaining small number of Zetarians are still numerous despite the large base.
After being given the order to continue the battle, the Zetarians went crazy, forming a circle, surrounding Bank, and then starting to fire wildly, regardless of the lives of their comrades on the other side of the encirclement.
Bank propped up his three layers of shield and shot towards a frigate.
It's tragic.
Countless Zetarians have died at the hands of their own people, perhaps ready to die after hearing the order and knowing that they have been abandoned.
Bank used his strategy of avoiding towers and attacking Crystal to dismantle both frigates into wreckage.
However, the Zetarians were so crazy that after discovering Bank's strategy, they secretly started the self-destruction process when Bank broke into the third frigate and began to kill them.
Therefore, Bank was wrapped in the center of the explosion by the power comparable to the explosion of a nuclear bomb, and he could only consume 10,000 energy points again and exchange them for a one-time golden body skill to prevent this jade burning attack.
However, the madness of the Zetarians finally put a stop to Bank's plan to go straight into the enemy camp and slaughter him.
The two remaining starships, along with the remaining army of Zetarians, fired at Bank endlessly, causing his energy to be consumed sharply, and the duration of his transformation skills was shortening every moment.
And every time Bank went to the center of a group of Zetarians, those madmen who lost their minds did not beep with Bank, and even threw the weapons in their hands and rushed towards Bank.
At first, Bank was very confused, but when the Zetarians who pounced on him exploded, Bank finally understood their intentions.
This army is not wasted, they are just crazy.
Since the spear in my hand is useless, then don't do it, and use my life to shine the last blazing light on the path of the enemy's fall.
Even Bank, looking at the only remaining Zitari army that was not in formation, was a little powerless.
At this moment, he was already covered in bruises, and the speed at which he healed himself could not keep up with the speed at which the Zetarians frantically blew themselves up and caused him damage.
And the time of his transformation, under this kind of lifeless consumption, began to reach a critical point.
Bank looked at the energy shield that was full of rifts, and the rest of the majority of the Zetari army was overwhelmed.
"Bang~~Bang~"
Boundless explosions are constantly coming, and the fatigue of these human bombs is almost catching up with small-yield nuclear bombs.
So Banker could only exchange the Golden Body skill once again to resist this wave of large-scale human flesh bombs.
Half an hour later.
Banks, who had recovered his prototype, sat uncomfortably on the wreckage of a starship, looking at the last Zetari in front of him.
Sure enough, in the case of transformation and inversion, the gap is too big, the icy temperature in the universe, and hundreds of rays that can kill ordinary people in an instant, make him, who has overdrawn his strength, feel deeply uncomfortable.
The remaining two frigates had been blown into wreckage by the two magnetic storm bombs he had exchanged for 10,000 energy points, and a large number of Zetarians around them were also affected and torn to pieces.
Taking advantage of the final moment of his transformation, Bank eliminated the remaining army of Zetarites, leaving only the person in front of him.
He sat on top of the wreckage, gasping for breath, but there was no air around him to inhale it into his lungs.
The discomfort from the depths of his bone marrow made Bank lose the strength to stand up.
The last Zetarian, looking at his compatriots and starship fragments around him, who had been completely turned into cosmic garbage, roared wildly, and steered the shuttle towards Bank.
"Bang~"
As Bank expected, the shuttle began to blow itself up the moment it reached him.
But Bank didn't have the strength to hold up the shield anymore, and could only watch as the blast wave of the explosion enveloped him.
But fortunately, the black scythe is connected to his soul, and it is only a small scale of enlargement and contraction, and it does not need energy to urge.
He controlled the black scythe, which became ten meters in size, and with the hilt of the black scythe, he was dead in front of him, blocking most of the explosive energy.
But there was still a small half of the energy that bypassed the hilt and enveloped him.
Bank was weakly blown into the depths of the universe by this energy, and the injuries on his body were no longer repaired by the blood energy.
Banker looked at the steel fragments and minced meat within a radius of tens of miles, and with the last bit of strength, he said to the system in his mind: "Exchange for a space shuttle." β
"Drop! The redemption list projection is complete, please select ......"
Banker, who was already weak and had no energy, went to carefully choose from the dazzling pictures, and he said in his mind: "You help me pick one, there must be a recovery rescue bay, the fastest one." β
"Drop! Selected,Materialized......"
A few seconds later, with a flash of white light, the space in front of Bank's body distorted.
Then a small white spaceship suddenly appeared in front of him.
The ship's door opened on its own, and a coffin-sized instrument flew out of its own accord, taking Bank into it, and then slowly returned to the ship.
With the last shred of clarity, Bank said to a vague voice, "Towards the nearest civilized planet." β
The space behind the white spaceship distorted abruptly, and then instantly broke through a hundred times the speed of sound, and shot away into the distant space.
Only the wreckage of the starry sky was left floating slowly.
Forty-eight hours later.
When Banker opened his eyes, he was greeted by a white barn door, which felt a little dazzling because he had closed his eyes for too long.
Bank pushed open the door of the rescue warehouse and sat up slowly, the purpose of which was a device full of futuristic technology, and outside the transparent window, there was a magnificent starry sky.
Bank slowly walked to the front of the cab, where countless instruments and watches were running autonomously.
On a white rectangular table next to it, a blue chip was quietly suspended.
"What is this?" Banker asked the system in his mind suspiciously.
"Drop! I don't know, please ask your smart housekeeper ......"
Banker was stunned for a moment, then looked around with a sense of technology, and tentatively asked, "What is this?" β
"This is the language chip, hello, I'm your smart butler Siri."
When Bank's voice landed, a sweet female voice instantly echoed in the spaceship, and then with a burst of distortion, a blue transparent loli gradually took shape in front of Bank.
When Bank heard this answer, he was not surprised, because with the system's words, he had already been mentally prepared.
It's just that Bank was still a little stunned when he heard this, and said, "What did you just say your name?" β
βSiriγβ Transparent Lori repeated.
Bank: "......"