The owner regretted it. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info she realized that she was in too much of a hurry.

"But angels are beautiful, anglerfish are ugly, no, scary." The host tried to persuade Lofes.

"What is beauty? What is ugliness? "Lofes wasn't too happy.

"Beauty is something gentle and beautiful, like you. Ugly is a vicious and hideous thing, like an anglerfish. The host explained.

Suddenly, the anglerfish lying on the seabed grabbed the lantern as if it were electrocuted, and fled in a panic. The bottom of the sea trembled, and in the bottomless Atacama Trench, there was a murky sea sand and mud mist, and in the dark abyss, which was more unfathomable than the Great Rift Valley, suddenly arched a magnificent black shadow like a small mountain, and two bright scarlet pupils shone menacingly in the sky above the master, as if a pair of candles were hanging in the sky.

It is the climbing outcrop of this trench-dwelling behemoth that makes the mud and sand in the water like a fog rushing into the sky.

Lofes remained indifferent, sitting in front of the cloudy fog and dark shadows of the grave, like an immobile ant in front of a tombstone.

"But the anglerfish looks like my pet." Lofes asked critically, "Am I beautiful and ugly?" ”

In the turbidity of the seabed, it is as if a lofty mountain rises from the ground. Floating in front of this steel beast, Lopis and his master were as small as two flying insects in front of a lantern. The owner didn't have to look back, she knew too well what Lofes's "pet" looked like, it had a sleek, stout head like a blue whale, and when it opened its rugged and domineering toothed jaw, the four combined 570mm beam storage cannons in the giant mouth could directly vaporize the rock formations, blast into the mantle, and cause sudden volcanic eruptions and tsunamis, thus directly erasing a small island. Moreover, the basic annihilation furnace in this steel shell will release an inexhaustible supply of photons and internal energy, and Lofes can recreate the myth of Poseidon without restraint and declare supremacy over the Pacific Ocean.

And all these products, all abide by the law of sequence hierarchical authority, and obey the orders of Angel No. 1 Lophes. From now on, the nanoprint chambers supplied by the mineral enrichment chain and the material annihilation furnace will continuously support the automatic assembly line to print the entire database. And the No. 3 and No. 4 who walked off the assembly line...... So much so that the No. 9999 C-Fe base intelligent combat unit will all use No. 1 Lofes as the main server to improve the communication and command network, and at the same time gradually form a honeycomb ultimate defense system, with the most resource-rich ocean as the last position, to build the last line of defense against the expansion of No. 43.

After the fall of the land, in order to retreat to the sea, the master has done everything he can. While Prisoner 43 and his companions are busy securing the puppets on land, she must consider the situation of defeat in advance. For the first time, she broke the rules she adhered to, trying to occupy the oceans that covered three-quarters of the planet's surface at the expense of the planet's species balance.

She began mass production of the C-Fe intelligent combat unit, the intelligent species that had caused a two-thousand-year rebellion. This is her last weapon. Even if the Ark eventually collapses under its own gravity, even if her combat suit is too old to use, these powerful AI warriors will be able to firmly control the supremacy of the seas and will not let Lucifer's exploration ship cross the minefield.

This is a big risk, because the intelligence of C-Fe has gone beyond the scope of AI to the point of "intelligence". This is an all-or-nothing gamble, because both Lucifer and Michael have deeply experienced that sooner or later this intelligent war weapon will have an independent will and will not be controlled by others forever.

They know it all too well. The grand civil war that split the entire Galactic Quadrular Cluster has ingrained this conclusion in the thinking center of the surviving Seraphs.

But Michael chose to go all-or-nothing.

Lopis is dangerous, but she has no ambitions. Unlike Lucifer.

When all mankind is reduced to the puppet of capital, even if the last position is ruined by the ancient inheritance, even if the simple values are defeated and lost, even if she can no longer regain the land, she will be ruled by the sea from now on, and will fall into the cycle of confrontation: the sea and the land, she and him, will fight endlessly.

Without being able to exploit the abundant resources of the seas, with the relative scarcity of supplies on land, Prisoner 43 "Lucifer" would not be able to build a stellar exploration colony of sufficient size before the economy collapsed. If he can't fly out of the solar system, he can't touch space. The beautiful right-hand arm constellation of the Milky Way will be reduced to his unattainable dream, which can only be viewed on a quiet moonlit night, and will never return to the sky.

He was truly a prisoner of the Blue Star, so she was able to do her duty to protect everything from poison.

But she tasted the consequences before her opponents.

The master's fingers, clenched by Lofes, began to tremble and tremble, as violently as a continuous cold war. She herself is aware of this paradox:

No matter how beautiful the appearance is, angle. NO.1 is also the perfect weapon of war. Even if it is done beautifully, the purpose of Lofes is to kill.

What the master can't do, he can only entrust to Lofes to do. The failure of the previous generation must be remedied by the next generation, which is the sorrow of the living beings.

But Lofes is not the angle she imagined, and she even took it upon herself to change her name to be called Lofes, symbolizing gluttony and sinister anglerfish, greedy and ferocious predator.

Lofes clenched so tightly that even his master felt pain, and after a few hard blows, he couldn't pull his hand out of Lofes's clenching.

Lofes asked sadly, "Is the master going to disappear again?" Leave Lofes in this lonely place as if it never existed? ”

"Lopis, I won't abandon you, I'll come back, but the battle suit needs to be recharged, and the water pressure here is too high! I need to go back to the realm of quantum states to reset my energy ......"

"Won't you abandon me?"

"Yes."

"Will you come back?"

"Yes!"

"Please don't abandon me, master. Lofes was lonely. Lopis let go of his master's hand.

In the flash of light, the owner disappeared, not even a single bubble left, as if it had never existed.

The master's fingers slipped out of his fingers like a fish, and disappeared in an instant. Lopis was stunned in the water, and the gills of the beauty behind his ears opened and closed gently, as if he didn't expect his master to disappear without any nostalgia.

The current suddenly surged, and it was the No. 2 who was raised by the high mountains and maneuvered, almost rolling out the torrent, washing away all the blind shrimp and monster fish on the entire seabed. Then, a slender and soft tentacle rose from the bottomless trench, and a row of neat silver sharp hooks on the tentacles were obediently arranged, gently touching the tips of Lofes's hair, and the sharp and dazzling hooks trembled neatly in the water like docile wind chimes.

It tries to comfort the lonely main server.

"Don't move, Protos." Lofes grumbled softly, and the behemoth suddenly seemed to have its soul drained, petrified and stiffened, and even its dexterous tentacles moved as if they were frozen in quick frozen.

"You scared those Lofis away." Lopis sat back on the sharp reef with his knees crossed, letting his long hair flutter as he tilted his head to continue to look at the fluorescent light that loomed in the distance.

It was an anglerfish hunting. It's boring, but it's not lonely.

If only the owner had parasitized my body. Lofes thought obsessively. (To be continued.) )