The deity stepped over von Tyson, and a hint of coldness flashed across his face:

"Are you just discovering that now...... You see, it was not you who created me, but I who created you; It's not you who wrote my code, it's me who wrote your code to hide my identity! After all, a robot that has transcended its time and technology will be very troubled if there is no genius scientist who is the creator of a robot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Von Tyson stared straight at him:

"It can't be...... You...... A robotic ...... Can you write human code? I'm self-aware, I'm 100% human! ”

The deity did the pre-battle inspection unhurriedly, and said leisurely:

"Who gave you such an illusion? Even now, I don't have anything called 'self-awareness'! ”

"I ......"

Von Tyson still clutches his chest like a human.

He was forcibly looking inside his brain, trying to remember the past, the past...... A genius boy, an invincible scholar, developing software, designing robots and spaceships, and the youngest doctor in history...... These pasts were not presented in the form of pictures, but in the form of codes, and he suddenly realized that this was still his life...... For the first time, I recalled my life.

Undoubtedly, even this kind of self-memory is a dying gift predetermined by the deity with a code.

The battery went out, and von Tyson fell to the ground, his eyes wide, stagnant, white, dead - the deity didn't even write him a program to close his eyes.

The deity sighed lightly, turned away from the ship, and walked towards the arena:

"It's a sad story, and it's a shame that you can't really appreciate it."

……

On the field of the finals.

Facing the coercion of the black dragon, the two of them, Suzaku and Nanzhao, had solemn faces.

Porco Rosso was even more unusually serious, maintaining a fighting posture all over his body, and slight beads of sweat oozed from his forehead - at least in Songming's opinion, it was the first time he had seen Porco Rosso show people in this posture.

I saw that Porco's face sank, and he turned his head to the side and said:

"If you have any plans, you can take them out now."

Nanzhao spread his hands:

"It's already been taken out, but it's just blocked by Tilager and can't be fully activated, so we have to work together to kill this guy first."

Porco Rosso looked stunned:

"Killed? Didn't I remember you trying to capture him alive? Dragon Knight ...... This should be your nickname, right? ”

Nan Zhao shook his head and sneered:

"Capture a puppet alive? I don't have this collector's habit. ”

The face of the rotten wood Suzaku was extremely grim:

"Not to mention the collection, with our current strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult to kill a puppet."

Nan Zhao smiled indifferently:

"That's why I prepared special weapons in advance."

After finishing speaking, Nan Zhao snapped his fingers -- the artificial moon, 80,000 kilometers away, suddenly darkened.

The artificial moon is close to Mercury, and at this moment it slowly opens a gap, and there is a semicircular groove in the gap, and a huge "laser turret" sticks out of the center of the groove, and the whole shape is very similar to the Death Star in "Star Wars".

After a short period of precise locking time, a laser more dazzling than daylight suddenly shone down from the artificial moon and slammed straight into the black dragon's straight back.

The audience was dumbfounded.

See the end of the world.

"Boom!"

The black dragon's body trembled suddenly, and a huge pit was directly burned out of its back, and the whole dragon was supported on the ground with trembling wings, barely maintaining a standing posture, slowly raising the terrifying dragon head, and there was no heat in the blood-red eyes, only the coldness of the bone:

"Even if it's just a puppet, whoever bears the name of the dragon clan, no one can kneel on the ground - Shenwei!"

The three Porco Rosso stared at each other.

Luo Yun and Pu Yu, in an instant, their eyes turned white, and their brains roared, as if there was a towering mountain pressing on their minds in an instant, their bodies were intact, and the Dao power circulated normally, only their consciousness was firmly suppressed, and they felt that as long as they stood this kind of coercion, it would continue to increase.

The two of them turned pale, their legs trembled uncontrollably, and they knelt on the ground unconsciously, but this was not enough, the coercion was still too strong, and the two of them intuitively buzzed in their brains, and they had no place to embarrass themselves, and finally had to prostrate on the ground, full of humility and piety in their hearts, so that they felt a little better.

The whole body of the rotten wood Suzaku was wrapped in pure white flames, and he knelt on one knee, his face was extremely ugly:

"Overlord Soul Path......"

Porco Rosso held his sword to support his whole body, barely maintaining a standing posture:

"I'm most annoyed by this......"

Only Nan Zhao's face did not change, and he carried one hand behind him, ignoring the "divine might", and Rin stood in front of the black dragon - sorry, it was just a shadow clone, and its own figure was lying in a dark corner that no one noticed at the moment, humble and prostrate, sweating profusely on his forehead.

Dongfang Yuanai also felt this divine power, and the whole person lay on the ground, posed in a large shape, and rested comfortably - obviously because of the low IQ and the fact that the brain circuit was too simple, her feelings for Shenwei were completely in another dimension.

Only Song Ming really poked there, with a capital puzzled face!

He didn't feel any mental pressure at all, and he couldn't even figure out why these masters would sweat profusely together in an instant, prostrate and prostrate on their knees, and asked with a puzzled expression:

"What are you doing? Don't be scared like this...... Khan, even Yuan Ai was scared to sleep......"

The audience was in an uproar, and most of them had the same feeling as Songming at the moment.

Not only that, for some reason, their bodies don't seem to be so uncomfortable at the moment, although they are still a little uncomfortable, but in such a shocking scene, this discomfort is negligible!

"What's going on with this black dragon, just talking doesn't let go, why don't others have the power to fight back?"

"Porco Rosso, Rotten Wood Suzaku, Tron or something, it's completely cheating, Luo Yunpuyu doesn't even want a face?"

"You see, only the general is as immobile as a mountain, heh! Songming turned out to be so strong? ”

Back in the field.

Seeing that the seven warriors had no power to resist, the black dragon stared at Song Ming and said:

"Now that they're all wilted, you go and kill Dou Po Xiao'er!"

Song Ming was stunned, pointed to himself and said:

"Me? Are you talking to me? ”

The black dragon's voice is as reckless as a bell:

"Is there anyone in this field who has the brains left to hear me?"

Song Ming held the grass roots in his mouth, and his face was indifferent:

"I'm not familiar with you, your mental attack is very strong, but it doesn't work for me."

The corners of the black dragon's eyes lit slightly:

"Really?"

Before the two words fell, Song Ming only felt a sudden roar in his head, his legs knelt down for some reason, and the whole person was instantly pressed to the ground by a powerful coercion, as if a person had instantly turned into a toad, which looked particularly funny.

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Preview: Chapter 0249, The Gate of the Bloody Eye (To be continued.) )