It's not dawn yet.

In Midnight City, most of the people are sleeping soundly, and even when the revelers arrive, they choose to rest. Few people are already out of bed, and they need to work until midnight to earn enough food to keep themselves and their children alive. This is reality and happiness. Being able to work to keep your family alive is already a rare happiness in this era. A very small number of superior people, including those who have rights and abilities, some of them have not yet slept. They are either still partying, or planning something, and some high-level abilities don't need much sleep anymore, and two or three hours of sleep a few days is enough.

However, as the blue and purple points of light in the sky suddenly lit up half of the night sky, all happy and unhappy people came to an end at this moment.

The rain of death fell again, and when the first fireball rose up, hundreds of low-rise shanties were destroyed in an instant. When a shack was toppled by a wave of air, a mother with a baby in her arms screamed and flew into the sky from the shredded wood. Even in extreme fear, she held the child tightly in her arms, subconsciously wanting to use her body and arms to protect his safety. However, the next moment, a pillar of ruined light landed right above her head, engulfing her and the child without hindrance, and then shot into the ground, provoking a new round of explosions.

Before the fire and rain of the end times, the individual was completely small, and thousands of small people gathered together were still small.

Without the interference of super life, the blow to Midnight City turned into a pure slaughter. Hundreds of pillars of destruction wiped out more than half of the powerhouses in the city in the first place, and then cleared out all the powerhouses above the third order in the second round of covering shots. In the third round, a wall of fire and explosions was built around the city to prevent the people in the city from escaping. Then, rounds of fire gradually converged from the periphery to the center, culminating in a salvo and a huge mushroom cloud to end the carnage.

When Valhalla falls silent, the number displayed on the life detector freezes to zero.

After confirming the results again, Fizdek withdrew from the control state, and slowly flew to his seat and sat down, supported by the gravitational beam. The continuous high-power output makes the space furnace also have some signs of instability. This is not because of the technology, but because the material is not up to par, and some key parts have only been temporarily repaired after being damaged by Medirli, and now there are some breakages.

It's time to go back to the base to tinker, and at the same time, it's time to elevate Pandora to super life. Fizdecker leaned back in his chair, several bands of light sticking out of the chair, connected to his brain. Raising a new super life is an extremely complex undertaking even for an apostle, requiring considerable processing time.

"If only the brain were here......" Fizdecker thought involuntarily to the face of the massive number of jù. For him, it takes several days to process the workload, and the brain may only need a few minutes.

Valhalla turned on the automatic program and began to fly slowly. It has mapped all the large settlements within a few hundred kilometers and then devised an optimal route to clear them one by one, allowing for internal repairs along the way. It will take about five days to complete the work, and when the work is completed, the population of the Western Regions of the Great Lakes will be reduced by one-third to nearly three million. In this way, it should teach the humans of this region an incomparably profound lesson, teaching them not to mix with superlife, especially the superlifens that the apostles wanted to exterminate. Although Fizdecker understood that these humans had no idea what was going on, and that it would only be a catastrophe that fell from the sky. But he didn't waste time explaining, and he didn't care if they really understood, all Fizdecker wanted was to vent his anger. And these five days are also the minimum time required for Fizdecker to put together Pandora's renovation procedures.

Valhalla glides slowly and silently, firing one to several cannons every half hour, wiping the settlements below from the map.

In the far east, a small convoy staggered back to the scorpion nest. Diaste, who jumped from the armored command vehicle, looked at the already unrecognizable scorpion nest and was dumbfounded. The scorpion nest has vanished, completely turning into a huge sinkhole, and the bottom of the pit is an underground base with the top floor exposed. With the exception of the nuclear power plant, which remains intact, the rest of those plants have completely disappeared. The exit from the roof of the underground base has been opened, and dozens of large unmanned construction machines are working on the pit wall, cleaning up the debris with recovery value. And pave the roads that lead to the ground. How is it that in less than a month, the scorpion nest has become like this?

The completion and take-off of the starship Valhalla is a big deal in Fizdek's eyes, and of course it will not be reported to Diaste, who is no different from an ant. After being annihilated by Medirri and Sylvanas' most elite troops, Diaste knew he couldn't handle it. However, it is better to survive a little longer by escaping back to the scorpion nest than to die at the hands of Medirli on the spot. However, seeing the current situation of the scorpion nest, Diastre had another glimmer of hope. The mother base was in ruins, and the troops under his command were all wiped out, which didn't seem so unforgivable.

At this moment, Pandora's cold voice sounded from Diaste's body communicator: "Marshal Diaste, please enter the first floor of the underground base immediately and be tested for mutant tissue." ”

"Mutant tissue testing? Are you kidding! That's what to do with the slaves who train people, and I'm a marshal! Diaste snarled into the intercom. It was the standard procedure for the Calamity Scorpion to be tested for body mutation after returning to the Scorpion's nest, but that was only for mid- and lower-level cultivators, and as the nominal supreme commander of the Calamity Scorpion, Diaste had never conducted a similar procedure. Of course, he never set foot in the underground base.

"Marshal Diaste, please immediately enter the first floor of the underground base and be tested for mutant tissues." Pandora repeated it word for word.

Diaste was silent for a moment, he looked at the half-built road on the pit wall, and still chose to jump and climb to the underground base by himself. When Pandora begins to repeat, it means that there is no longer room for negotiation, but orders that must be carried out and completed.

After entering the underground base, a floating self-propelled machine Qì man came up to Diaste and took him to the first inspection room.

Ten huge scanners sit side by side in Room 1, and behind the enclosed floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall, a black-haired Pandora stands straight, quietly watching Diaste as he prepares to be tested. Inspections at the underground base were much more rigorous than those at the Scorpion Nest, with Diastre having to take off his full body of clothing, spray special paint, and then be tested in the reactor's culture chamber. The detection of cultivated people in the scorpion nest is just a tube of blood for testing.

Diaste suppressed his anger, but his face was still red. He looked at Pandora behind the glass curtain wall, and suddenly laughed, and stripped naked of his clothes, revealing his old body full of fat. The organs of his lower body were actually erect, pointing straight at Pandora! That's not all, Diastre even demonstratively held it with his hand and slapped it a few times, before lying down into the cultivation tank with a triumphant smile.

The culture fluid was injected slowly, slowly submerging Diaste's body. The marshal didn't hear it, a barely audible sigh coming from Pandora's slightly open lips. When the culture liquid was about to be filled, Diaste suddenly opened his eyes, his whole body spasmed violently, and he roared like crazy: "This is not a mutant tissue test!" ……”

However, he was completely immersed in the culture medium, and he just spewed a large string of bubbles from his mouth, and he couldn't shout at all. Even if he shouted, Pandora, who was standing behind the completely enclosed curtain wall, could not hear it. After the bubbles bubbled out, a cloud of crimson blood floated out of Diaste's mouth and nose. His eyes were wide open, but the light in the depths of his pupils was slowly extinguishing. More red began to rise in the culture tank, which was a mist of blood that had oozed directly from Diaste's skin and seeped into the culture fluid. The red color grew thicker and thicker, gradually covering Diaste's entire body.

Pandora stood quietly behind the glass curtain wall, watching quietly, as if nothing was wrong, except that her fist-clenched hands were trembling slightly.

Ten minutes later, all the culture liquid in the culture tank leaked out, and the inside was empty, and Diaste had completely dissolved, and there was not even a single bone left.

A soft female voice sounded in the control room: "The gene extraction has been completed, please enter the core culture area immediately, the fusion procedure will start in five minutes." Repeat......"

Pandora withdrew from her sluggish expression at this point, and she took one last deep look at the empty cultivation tank opposite the curtain wall, and turned to leave the control room.

A high-speed elevator quickly carried Pandora into the deepest part of the underground base, and under the direction of the flashing light strips on the ground, the black-haired girl entered a secret room that had just been cleared. In the empty room, there was only one culture tank that had been prepared. The girl hesitated for a moment, took off her dress, but did not immediately step into the cultivation tank. She seemed to be waiting for something.

In a moment, a soft and sweet sigh sounded in the room, and several lasers shot down, outlining the face of a gentle and beautiful woman, who was Naxiu. But this time, Na Xiu's face clearly has an expression, which is from the depths of motherhood and tenderness. Looking at Pandora, she gently urged: "Pandora, the program is ready, let's start quickly, we don't have much time." ”

"But ......" Pandora bit her lower lip and looked at the virtual Naxiu, but was speechless for a while.

"We've waited for the opportunity to get the highest privileges, and we can't afford to miss it, and it takes time for you to mature. The Apostle and its starship are on their way back, and I don't know how much time we have left. Come on, kid, don't hesitate any longer! ”

Pandora nodded and walked towards the cultivation tank, and before stepping into the cultivation tank, she suddenly turned around and asked, "Mom, are you...... Will you forgive me? ”

Naxiu smiled softly and said, "That's not what you did, Mom never blamed you, but always loved you." ”

Pandora's vision was a little blurry, and she quickly lowered her head, stood in the cultivation tank, and lay down. Although the black-haired girl closed her eyes tightly, two cold tears flowed involuntarily. Naxiu watched as the lid of the incubator slowly fell, and the culture liquid gradually rose, and finally glanced at Pandora nostalgically, and the virtual figure disappeared.

Pandora in the tank was submerged in the culture medium, but was still conscious. The scene of the past resurfaced in front of me again. At that time, she was just a cute little girl, but she easily knocked down all the guards in the Calamity Scorpion Headquarters, and even knocked down her father Diaste, who still had the powerful combat power of the Eighth Order at that time, and then cut off her mother's head with her own hands in front of him, stripped out the brain, and put it in a petri dish.

This is the current super biological brain, the predecessor of Naxiu.

At that time, Pandora was able to burst out with extraordinary combat power because of the apostolic consciousness awakened on the basis of her consciousness. The Apostolic Consciousness could launch a direct attack on the brain and consciousness from the fault space, which was also the reason why the Eighth-Order Diaste could not resist Pandora's attack. After making the biological brain Naxiu, and at the cost of absorbing all of Diaste's abilities, the apostolic consciousness finally broke away from the carrier of Pandora and successfully became independent. Pandora's own consciousness, on the other hand, has been imprisoned in a silent dark consciousness space for many years, and will only be released when the apostles need it.

The black-haired girl's current body, the biological weapon Black Flame Chapter, whose strength and defense have reached the 10th level, is actually Pandora's original body. Over the years, the Apostles have transformed the little girl into a terrifying biological weapon. After reconstructing the Scorpion of Calamity, the Apostle also fell into a regular slumber. On the one hand, it is accumulating the energy of recovery, and on the other hand, it is building and perfecting the underground base of Valhalla, and at the same time, it searches and searches for individual organisms that can provide it with genetic complements, these creatures, codenamed Lamb.

Pandora closed her eyes, but she didn't need to look, she also knew that across the wall, there was a petri dish where the body of the super creature Naxiu was placed. Today's Naxiu has a huge volume of nearly 1,000 cubic meters. At this moment, from the layers of cortex that do not know how many circuits, clumps of blood mist are constantly oozing. Soon, the huge petri dish turned completely red.

Ten minutes later, two gene extracts, one purple and one bright red, were injected into Pandora's tank. The potion that condenses the genes of her father, Diaste, and her mother, Naxiu, will merge with Pandora to repair the internal defects in her body and eventually make her a super life.

This is also the highest achievement of Naxiu's ten-year evolution.

A day later, the black-haired girl stood on the edge of the giant pit of the Scorpion Nest, looking down at the underground base where the exit was closing. The wind ruffled her black hair and quietly brushed away the mist in her eyes.

Finally, Pandora turned and left, her tall and beautiful figure disappearing into the depths of the wilderness. Behind her, a thick and spectacular pillar of fire rose into the sky, and the underground base of the Scorpion Nest, which had been under construction for ten years, and the mother ship of the future floating starship base, was reduced to nothing in the violent explosion. A