"No, you don't." The Speaker replied categorically.

"I know that you have the power to suppress the strengthening cells, but I'm sure the Sand will be prepared since the last battle. You look at those positions, there is a Boca warrior hovering around them all the time, which means that they have reached some kind of agreement to borrow the Boca's innate spiritual power to protect these disposable consumables. ”

At this point, the speaker bowed his head and was silent for a while. And then he continued. "Your power should be used at critical moments, and if you are the first to attack, what is the point of our agreement? How can such a weak human being help you enter the Gate of Eternal Secret? ”

"It's not yet time for the decisive battle...... Speaker said with a little bitterness, but in an instant he became firm again.

"So this, let the naval guns do the talking!"

"Naval guns?" Blood Pupil was a little puzzled. Space warriors move so fast, how is it possible for naval artillery to launch an effective attack on them? Keep in mind that when the Space Warrior starts moving, the speed will be close to or even the speed of light, and combined with the relatively small size, no locking system can accurately capture it. The biggest problem with the battleship attacking the Space Warrior is not that it can't be hit, but that it can't be hit!

After all, even the most advanced Lock-on Brains are aimed at huge objects, and expecting them to lock on and hit a space warrior is as ridiculous as a cannon to fight mosquitoes. (It's like locking down a Lumberjack with the Night God level to make you vomit blood)

Unless......

"We can do it, just ...... It takes some sacrifice. The Speaker replied with a stern face.

Attacking a Space Warrior with naval guns is theoretically feasible, but it requires extremely high locking accuracy and reaction speed beyond light, prediction of target actions, distribution of fire channels, selection of ammunition types and control of the situation. It is true that it cannot be done with an ordinary brain, but if there is a powerful brain instead of a brain to command, the weapons of all ships will be under unified control. Then it is possible to achieve this goal.

In the whole of human beings, there are only two minds that can meet so many conditions, one is the self who is good at analysis, and the other is Sal Jones, who is separated from the body and leaves only the brain to link the neuronal network!

He needs to sit in Eden, so it is naturally impossible to leave, and Sal Jones actually dominates the command and coordination of the entire fleet, and his departure will definitely cause chaos for a short time. In the current rapidly changing battlefield. This little confusion could lead to the loss of tens of thousands of warships, hundreds, tens of millions of people.

exchange the lives of ordinary people for the wear and tear of space warriors.

The Speaker's voice was a little heavy, but he didn't have much choice. It's not that human beings don't have strength, it's just that they can't use it in such useless consumption, and as he said, sacrifice must be worthwhile. If you have to die. It is also necessary to maximize the value of each cosmic warrior.

It's not cruelty, it's calm.

"I'll go get ready." Sal Jones said on the side. It will take some time for him to get out of the flesh and into the neuronal system. The brain has to adapt to the environment of the petri dish, so it is not an easy task for him.

"Please." The Speaker said.

Sal Jones nodded slightly. turned around and walked out the door, but as soon as he walked not far away, he saw his back shaken and actually stopped a little. There's something strange about the Speaker.

"What's wrong?"

"Someone ......," Sal Jones' face turned a little pale. It seems to have seen an incredible sight. "Someone...... It's invading my neurons......"

"No, he's already invaded successfully and is taking over ......"

"Turn off the neuronal network now!" The Speaker said immediately. Neuronal networks are an important command system for human ship groups. Its authority is greater than that of the average brain. If controlled by outsiders, the blow to the entire fleet will be fatal. But the question is, who will invade, and who will have the ability to invade? Know that the neuronal system is completely closed. Not to mention external invasion, even internally, the speaker can't think of anyone who can do it.

Because that means taking over the entire fleet, and its strength is strong enough to blow the head of a black hole-level powerhouse!

"Yes!" Sal Jones hurriedly replied that he had the highest authority for the neuronal system, and that shutting down the network was just a matter of thought. But then he was stunned, with a strange expression on his face.

"It's Pandora who takes over the network!"

"Which Pandora?" The speaker is slightly fluted. Then it dawned on me. Eyes on the blood pupil. "It's the ......"

"Yes! It was her, and she left me a message, saying......" Sal Jones paused, his face growing stranger. "A nanny must have the consciousness of a nanny, and don't rob the job of war weapons."

"This little girl......" the speaker suddenly laughed. Well, since she can produce neurons, it means that she does have that ability, so let her try it...... In this way, we can also avoid losses. ”

"Okay." Sal Jones replied in a low voice, but his face was a little unpleasant. After all, whoever is teased like that by the little girl will not be in a good mood.

However, that Pandora, can it really be done?

In the starry sky, Ragnarok slowly accelerated, entering the core area of the fleet. At this time, if someone observes carefully, they can find that countless transparent filaments radiate from its hull, spreading like invisible spider webs, the neuronal network begins to take effect, and the manual operation procedures of each ship are cut off and converted to automatic control, and the guns change the type of ammunition in turn, and the sound of loading the bullet is endless...... Countless muzzles of guns moved under the gaze of the people. It's like an invisible hand at the mercy of a big invisible hand, constantly pointing to a set coordinate.

No one can describe the shock, as if the entire fleet was suddenly breathed with life and 'lived' out of thin air. Whether it is a large warship or a small ship, it is controlled by a netherworld force and has consciousness.

It was a miraculous sight, as if the entire fleet had become a single life, a surreal life form composed entirely of metal, steel, machinery, and countless warships. It is incomparably unified, incomparably coordinated, and every battleship, each person, and even each gun barrel is a part of the whole. There is no contact between them, but they are very close. The movement of any part of the neurons is reflected.

Reaction in ...... In Ragnarok, a little girl in a maid costume holding hands with her twin siblings is in her mind.

Pandora......

"The master's camp is guarded by me."

"O nobleman who fools life, I Pandora...... It's back. ”

Her eyes opened suddenly, and Pandora's purple pupils suddenly emitted a strange light. The smooth hair is windless and automatic, and countless commands are instantly transmitted to every corner of the ship group.

Rumble!

Countless naval guns fired simultaneously, but only one sound came out.

The sound of death. (To be continued......)