The nebula vortex that obscured the cosmic joint experimental fleet quickly shrank to a certain size, and then turned into countless light phenomena visible to the naked eye and flew in all directions, and the rolling state of the universe was pierced and cut by these light phenomena, and it collapsed in the blink of an eye. www.biquge.info The physical destructive force that accompanied these phenomena forced the Nazi lunar fleet to retreat again and again, and under the mysterious and remarkable mobility, it was a few hundred thousand kilometers away from the earth in a few breaths. This is one of the greatest achievements of the Cosmic Joint Experimental Fleet since it entered the universe, and without the restart and reconstruction of the entire fleet by Sanxian Island, it would not have been able to achieve this level of destructive power.

The Nazis' equatorial ring no longer exists, and with the power of the "golden hoop stick" with only one blow, two-thirds of the irregular polyhedra that once made up the equatorial ring have not even left the wreckage. Everyone in the fleet confirmed this achievement, and all of them breathed a sigh of relief from the current situation. Of course, the difficulties did not disappear, the embarrassing situation of one's own side could be played out at any time, and, this time to repel the Nazis, the fleet itself consumed a lot of supplies that could not be replenished. Especially on the island of the Three Immortals, the lives of a million people have become icy numbers and disappear into Takakawa's retina screen. This is not the first time that people have been used as "firewood", but they cannot get used to it anyway, even if it is only to show consumption in numbers.

Every time Takakawa realizes that behind these seemingly great results that he can achieve in one attack, there are millions of people, or even tens of millions, of deaths, and he feels pain and sadness. For those who want to become heroes, or who have been recognized as heroes, it is precisely because of the disappearance of millions of lives that he proves how unworthy of the title of hero is. The fact that "if you don't do this, you won't be able to win" is the source of the hero's suffering, and it would be nice if he could make up for the sacrifice of millions of people with his own life - however, things are always not as good as they should be, and even if he is willing to sacrifice to save others, he does not even have such a chance.

If he could, Takakawa never thought about "who must sacrifice", "who should sacrifice", etc., and so on, such a thinking attitude towards life is too frivolous, however, all the things around him will remind him of this inevitability when they disappear. Doomsday Fantasy is such a one, it seems that there are many humanized things, but in fact, destroying these things is the main theme, and compared to the natural cruelty of nature, the cruelty of Doomsday Fantasy is more that all this at some times, it makes people feel that it is not an objective law at work.

Humans survive by adapting and adapting to their environment, but in the apocalyptic environment, all these efforts seem futile. The efforts of people are not as meaningful as the number of people. "Whether or not one can win has nothing to do with what one thinks or what one is capable of, but how many people one can sacrifice in a quantifiable way—a hundred? Thousand? Ten thousand? No, it's not enough, then consume a million, ten million, or even a hundred million in one go. No one would actively want to be consumed so coldly, but if they don't, they will only die meaninglessly from another perspective.

To become a "firewood" is to die, if you don't become, you will die, if you don't fight, you will die, if you don't try, you will die, if you don't try, you will die, if you don't think, there will be no natural death at all, and the more and more intense mystery will bring more vicious emergencies. People never know how much unknown malice awaits them in front of them.

The apocalyptic realm is hell, the end cannot be stopped, and people's efforts are making people collapse themselves. This is the world as Takakawa sees it.

The temporary victory of the Cosmic Joint Experimental Fleet may be an encouragement to others, but Takakawa has no joy at all, because, from a more macro perspective, it is not a victory at all. Takakawa can't remember the last time he really felt "victorious" and relaxed. Rather, he felt that he had never seen a complete, complete, real victory in the apocalyptic illusion.

It's all the result of what looks like a victory, but what is actually a defeat.

It is precisely because the essence is a failure that it cannot stop the apocalyptic process at all, but rather foreshadows the acceleration of the apocalyptic process.

Even so, Takakawa did not disturb others to release their emotions. If there had not been even such a self-righteous victory, the fleet would probably collapse much faster.

"The mayfly ruins are not moving." Someone plugged into the fleet's internal communication network and cooled everyone's excitement with business.

"Whether it's because of our fight with the Nazis, the enemies in the ruins of the mayflies are irritated, or if those enemies are just appearances, I feel that this is our chance." The calm voice said, "We can't launch an attack of equal destructive power in a short period of time, and the enemy side had better do the same." ”

"They didn't attack right away, did they?" Another said: "No matter what, we have to take a gamble, otherwise we will only get worse and worse." ”

"So, let's get started." Gao Chuan said: "Sanxian Island will turn on the subconscious self-discipline mode, which cannot execute too precise commands, but has a relatively good fuzzy processing efficiency. ”

"Go ahead, we'll leave it here." So said a voice in the fleet's internal communications network.

In Gao Chuan's retina screen, all communication signals were suddenly cut off, and a huge amount of information flowed through his retina screen, and at the same time, he felt a huge amount of things leaking out from a channel that he couldn't look at, but could feel. Notifications such as "materialization of consciousness information" pop up on the retina screen, and the delicate and complex process is being carried out, and Takakawa, who rarely feels sleepy because of the prosthetic, also begins to appear in a state of lack of energy, but it is not really a lack of energy, and when he closes his eyes, he falls into the familiar dark abyss.

The prosthetic body connected to the core disc base of the Three Immortals Island was inserted by more pipelines that traveled from all directions, causing his prosthesis to completely lose its human form, and on the walls of the huge cabins around the spherical core, the star-dense indicator lights went out one by one, and the entire core of the Three Immortals Island fell into a silence as if it was about to continue forever.

There was no change in the appearance of Sanxian Island, and it was impossible to confirm the changes in Sanxian Island at this time with normal observations, but the fleet with Sanxian Island as the core and connected as a whole received instant feedback information on the status of Sanxian Island at the first time. In order to further disguise the state of the Three Immortals Island, the serpentine-like cosmic joint experimental fleet began to deform.

Eventually, the fleet is like a satellite of the Earth, orbiting the Earth at an angle to the Moon's orbit.

The Nazi repeaters spread across the moon in a crystallized manner, and these crystals enveloped the entire moon like ice. The crystallized Moon orbits in an orbit larger than the Moon's orbit, guarded by a large number of irregular polyhedra. For a while, as long as people looked up at the night sky on the earth, they suddenly noticed that at some point, there were already three moons of different sizes and colors hanging in the sky.

The difference between the three "moons" and the moon on a normal day can be seen with the naked eye, and even people can't help but imagine whether the former moon has disappeared forever.

Three full moons pass through the clouds, and even the atmosphere polluted by radioactive dust does not stop the ominous silhouette. It has been a long time since the United Nations failed nuclear strike on the moon, but it is not enough to enjoy the peace of everyday life. A great sense of fear grows from the depths of one's heart when people look at them.

In the eyes of those who have suffered so much, anything different from the past is undoubtedly a sign of calamity - even the news from other sources that "one of the moons is our cosmic joint fleet" cannot be accepted with peace of mind.

Unable to be obscured, the three "moons" that wantonly release their own sense of existence through mysterious means, making the turbid sky seem to be heavier.

The Combined Space Experiment Fleet had no way of knowing what was going on Earth, and in a depressed calm, everyone was always on the lookout for movements on the ruins of the crystalline moon and mayflies. No one knows whether Gao Chuan's actions will go well, and at what point he will return, to put it more seriously, that is, no one can be sure that Gao Chuan's chance of surviving and returning is 100%.

Takakawa himself couldn't confirm the odds. When he decided to use the power of consciousness walking to go to the mayfly ruins, he had prepared for the worst. He felt that he would die in this war before the fleet took off, and his only hope was to die after seeing the young Takakawa. However, time and opportunity have never been on his side, the last time he adjusted the world line with the help of the power of the Las Vegas repeater, so that he could avoid the sniper of the final weapon, so this time, can he be so lucky?

Falling into the dark abyss, Takakawa knew he was dreaming, and this dream would be a reality for everyone else. His own prosthetic ability and magic pattern super ability can be exerted to the maximum in this dream of self, which is the best survivability he has ever had, by blurring the boundary between consciousness and materiality, to ensure a certain degree of immortality, this immortal body is not something anyone can break. However, since you still haven't gotten rid of your instinct that your life is hanging by a thread, it means that as you become stronger, your enemy's strength will increase faster.

Eventually, weapons will appear. Gao Chuan thought so, and suddenly, an urge to wake up floated in his heart, as if he had been pushed, and when he suddenly opened his eyes, he saw the familiar human-style building. London's unique street scenery looms in a thick gray mist, and more and more intense sounds penetrate the eardrums from far and near. Someone was screaming, something was exploding, there was a fierce gunshot, there was also the roar of the engine, the metal was torn, the glass was shattered, and a huge impact rushed directly above Gao Chuan to the nearby high-rise building, which instantly ignited the room outside the building, and the smoke billowed up, even if he stood dozens of meters below, Gao Chuan could feel that there must be a life inside.

This familiar London has become a battlefield that devours human life. Takakawa knew exactly where he was, and this must be the area of London that had been replaced in the ruins of mayflies. The area is wide laterally, but while it is believed that you will reach an end by following the road outward, the quickest way to get into the Mayfly Ruins to the ruins of the Ruling Bureau is to go down.

The Three Immortals Island could no longer provide him with more direct power, but the early observation of the entire Mayfly Ruins could at least allow Takakawa to know his direction - just walk along the "down" passage, even if it was originally in the London area, there was no deep underground passage full of science fiction, but since it was already in this mayfly ruin, it must have connected to the original passage of the Mayfly Ruins. Perhaps at this time, someone had already found these passages and, under the pressure of the situation, chose to go down.

Gao Chuan moved his body, although he felt that he was dreaming, he could also feel the reality of the physical body, the results of the self-examination of the prosthetic body and the brain hardware appeared on his retinal screen as usual, and the burning pain on his right wrist from time to time proved that the magic pattern was also functioning normally, and somewhere beside him, there was at least one magic pattern messenger who had also reached the third level was active. How many Castes are there in this apocalyptic realm, and how many are there staying in this London area at this moment? Takakawa couldn't be sure, but he didn't have the idea of confirming it, and his actions could not improve the success rate by increasing the number of people or increasing the quality of manpower. What he will face is an enemy who still feels that he will die even if he has a third-level magic pattern, consciousness walking ability, and prosthetic combat power at the same time.

Any "strong" and "outnumbered" under common sense will only be crushed like bugs in front of such an enemy. On the contrary, if they only stay in the current fierce battlefield in the London area, the chances of survival are greater.

Takakawa paused for a moment, confirming that the other people who were roaming the battlefield, even if they seemed to be nearby, were unable to contact each other due to the interference of some mysterious force. This is not an uncommon situation, and there are at least thirty of the mysteries that Takakawa has seen that can easily do such a thing. However, although people could not meet each other, it did not prevent them from disseminating information about their situation to the surrounding areas in some way, and Takakawa collected as many as 18 different forms of information communication in just ten seconds. Some people are trying to get another helper, some are trying to break down the mysterious barriers that prevent communication and communication, and some people simply want to know that they are here. (To be continued.) )