In the corner of the holographic map, a blue spot of light was slowly moving, its area was gradually expanding, and a dozen arrows were separated. It represents a swarm of mechanical bugs that have just emerged from the ground, redistributed as they move, and eventually more than twenty swarms of machines will be separated, each heading to a different place. The direction pointed by the arrow is most likely the blind spot of information on the map that has not yet been lit up. Depending on the size of the assignment, the size of each swarm of mechanical bugs can range from hundreds of thousands to millions. This is an unprecedented terrifying force on the entire planet!

Wherever Seredra looked, the hologram became brighter and more transparent. But those dark spots of blind spots stubbornly rejected her gaze, especially the Bloody Council, whose shadows were as thick as substance. Seredra's face couldn't help but look a little ugly, and her expression changed slightly when her gaze swept over a dark spot. It was the forbidden place of the Bloody Council, and indeed of humanity as a whole, and the prison that the Council used to hold the most terrible prisoners, the place where Rafi spent more than ten years.

Looking at the first wave of insects that were dispersing in all directions, Seredra said slowly, "Fizdek, are you sure we have to do this?" ”

"Dear Seredra, don't you see that the first wave of purging bugs has set off. They are just a prelude to cleaning the entire planet, and when they are consumed, it is expected that more than 90% of the northern and southern continents will be cleaned. And then our second and even third wave of armies was already built. They'll wash all the dirt away. The only pity is that the space structure here is not stable, and three space furnaces are already the limit of what they can bear. One more could cause the entire planet to be torn apart by the broken space, creating a giant black hole here. Fizdecker replied.

However, Seredra's apprehension did not seem to abate, and she said, "No, I am not doubting your ability to create armies. It's that the environment of this planet is very peculiar, it was completely closed off a few decades ago. In human language, it has completely become a closed testing ground, where all living things are evolving at an impossible rate, and the evolution process in the universe that would take hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of millions of years is condensed into decades. It's like a transparent test vessel, and all living things have become rats for real yàn, except for us. Because or so, we are the target of all white rat attacks. ”

"That's true." Fizdecker agreed, but then added, "But so what? No matter how powerful a rat is, it is just a rat, and we have existed for an unimaginable period of time. Then, we have to cleanse the place, and only in this way can we find out the brains that are probably not awakened. Of course, it would be better if the general could be found. ”

"Do you have to clean it, can't you ....... another way?" Seredra sighed, her current demeanor and expression were those of a fully human woman, "Even if they were originally insignificant white rats, there are already powerful individuals among them who have grown strong enough to threaten us. You can't be unclear about this. Instead of taking such an adventure, why don't we focus our efforts on breaking through this cage and heading out into the depths of the universe? Gather the power of Valhalla and me, and we'll be able to break the cage. Then ......"

"And then what? Escape all the way to the edge of the universe? Sounds like a good idea, but with Valhalla's perfect course, it's still possible to make short space jumps. Then, the two of us spent tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands of years, on a journey through the hollow darkness? Ah, I forgot, and the sword, we are not two, but three partners. She will wake up in a hundred years at most, and if she is really lonely, I can try to forcibly wake her up, but that way...... Maybe it will make her feel uncomfortable. But Medirri shouldn't mind, because we're true partners. Fizdeck said in a sarcastic tone.

"What's wrong? Wouldn't that be great? Seredra asked rhetorically. In the apostle's division of labor, Fizdeck's top combat ability is the penultimate one, and in return, he has unparalleled cosmic adaptability and intelligence second only to the brain. The latter was supposed to belong to Seredra's domain, but for some unknown reason, Seredra relinquished this position. Not because of Fizdeck's augmentation, but simply because of her own weakening.

Fizdecker was obviously aware of this, so he sighed and said, "Thredra, you are becoming more and more reluctant to use the Mind Center, and if you continue like this, you will be dragged down by your human body, and your way of thinking will become as stupid as a human. Haven't you thought about what's the use of just the three of us, and no brains? Escape? Where can you escape, and for how long? Hundreds of thousands, millions, or hundreds of millions of light years? Are we just a few inconsequential little bugs drifting through the eternally dark universe? Is this the end result you want? ”

Seredra thought for a moment. Her current speed of thought was unbearably slow by the standards of the Apostles, and it was impossible to compare to Fizdek, who commanded tens of millions of mechanical swarms at the same time. But she tried to think, and said at the speed of a normal human, "I can live with it." ”

"Can you live with it?!" Fizdecker sneered: "If you can bear it, can we endure it?" Or rather, why should we endure it with you?! Seredra, you can put yourself in a pig-like body, but please stop thinking with a pig-like brain! Even if you build a few thought centers, you won't ask such stupid questions. I really want to help you recover your apostolic instincts. ”

"Try it, if you can accept all the consequences." Seredra was still speaking in her own way, but this time there was something awe-inspiring about it.

Fizdek was silent. The apostle needs a carrier, and the moment the apostle's instinct is awakened from the carrier, the apostolic consciousness will be extremely fragile, and may even be destroyed. At that time, the first reaction of the apostolic consciousness will be to hate and even attack the awakened with all its might. This is precisely the key, even if Fizdek has good intentions to fully awaken Seredra's instincts, but he does not have a good relationship with Seredra, he will most likely become the target of Serredra's hatred after fully awakening, and she will even use this as an excuse to start a war. And in an apostle-level battle, no amount of mechanical swarms or even Valhalla would play a negligible role. Seredra's combat power is only mid-tier among the Apostles, but it may be able to stabilize Fizdek.

"Okay, let's look at this from a different perspective." Fizdecker slowed down and said slowly, "The brain is definitely on this planet, I just don't know if it's awakened." We have to find it, because only the brain can analyze and judge the existence and movement of 'it', and find 'it'. Most of it is in this star field, but with you and me, plus Medirri, it is impossible to find it, and there is no way to completely destroy it. In that case, what is the point of our flight? Once it awakens and recovers, it can easily find us and completely erase us from this universe. Even if we escape to the edge of the universe, it will find us in hundreds, if not decades. Now, do you still think that we can drift in the dark for tens of thousands of years? So, we have no choice but to find out the brain. ”

When Fizdeck mentioned 'it,' Seredra's body trembled visibly, but her insistent gaze didn't change. Fizdek looked at it all, and finally sighed, and said, "Well, I can reserve an area for you in the purge, and this is the last concession I can make, Seredra." ”

Seredra's eyes lit up as she looked at Fizdeck in surprise.

"Now, choose your reservation!" Fizdeck's voice was mechanical and cold. Hearing this, Seredra's eyes flashed, and a small gold circle immediately appeared on the holographic map, enclosing an inconspicuous black spot. On the hologram, the dark spot is almost imperceptible, and it's not much in the real world. It was just a small area, and it was only a little special because of the facilities inside the building, which was the first prison of the Bloody Council.

After choosing the reservation, there was silence in the central control room, and Fizdek began to devote himself to the construction of the mechanical swarm, and according to the number of jù passed back before the destruction of the swarm striker, he was constantly designing new units and components, and almost every second, hundreds of new designs were introduced.

Seredra, on the other hand, focused more on the shadow of the Bloody Council.

On the northern edge of Dragon City, dozens of large construction machines are roaring, pushing the remains of mechanical insects everywhere together. In this empty wilderness, where there is little shelter, several metal hills have been piled up. Hundreds of soldiers and engineers are roaming the battlefield, searching for valuable parts of the Robot for further study. Outside the makeshift tents in the rear, several dark dragoons were gathered, smoking cigarettes or taking two sips of their own spirits, chatting without a word, and occasionally making a few jokes about women, which caused a burst of laughter. But after the laughter, they would soon fall silent, and their eyes would involuntarily look at the mountains of metal garbage that were piling up higher and higher. They still bear the traces of war on their faces and bodies, the smoke of gunpowder has not been completely wiped away, and the bandages are oozing blood. Several dragoons sat on empty ammunition crates stacked on top of each other. The brand new ammo crate looks like it hasn't been produced for a long time, and it's all covered with special lightning bolt markings. This is a special ammunition that was urgently produced to deal with the mechanical bug swarm, which can be fired by a normal automatic rifle, and once hit, the powerful electromagnetic field released can destroy the robot worm in the target and the surrounding area. This was a design provided by Helen, however, even with the Dark Dragoon's strong production capacity, it would take three or four days to produce the first batch of ammunition. As a result, Anobi was denied access to these specially made ammunition.

At the feet of the dragoon, there are also several specially made giant tower shields, made of alloy, and the shield surface is as smooth as a mirror. These simply polished curved tower shields are very effective against high-energy beams, and although they don't last long, they can be completely destroyed after a dozen rounds of fire at most, but their low price and extremely simple processing process give them a numerical advantage. Equipping each Dark Dragoon with a dozen tower shields doesn't cost much.

With the special equipment, the Dark Dragoons greatly increased their lethality to the mechanical insect swarms, and they wiped out the tens of thousands of insect swarms that came to them, but they did not suffer much damage. As for the casualties of ordinary soldiers and war machines, those are consumables that can be lost.

However, it can be seen from the solemn eyes of the dragoons and the silence that they sometimes fall into that victory did not come easily. In fact, the moment the high-energy beam arrived, almost every Dark Dragoon wondered if the Alloy Reflective Shield would be able to hold it. At that moment, the shadow of death almost held the hearts of everyone. The shadows are so intense that even now, they still can't feel light.

On the battlefield where the smoke of gunfire still cleared, Josh. Morgan was walking somewhat casually with a cup of coffee in his hand. But a dark cloud loomed between his brows, and he looked at the remains of mechanical insects everywhere. In addition to the female secretary in military uniform, there were only two entourages around him, and one of them was a little special, and the shiny silver hair stood out everywhere. As a general, such a lineup seems to be too thin, and people can't help but worry about Morgan's safety. But those who know the inside story know that maybe the entire Dragon City will die, and Morgan will be the last one to survive.

As he passed by the wreckage of a mechanical insect, the mechanical insect that had been silent and still smoking suddenly turned over, revealing the high-energy beam emitter in its abdomen, and the light in the diamond-shaped crystal shone brightly, seeing that a long-brewing high-energy beam was about to shoot out! At that moment, a sleek and elegant heel suddenly fell, stomping it into a pile of parts that were no longer a threat. Looking at General Morgan and Rafi's interesting eyes, the female secretary stuck out her tongue very cutely, but quietly crushed it a few times under her feet.

Josh. Morgan chuckled and shook his head. He then looked to the north, took a sip of his already cold coffee, and asked, "Rafite, what do you think will happen next?" ”

Raffi was silent for a moment before he said, "Prison No. 1." ”

Morgan was a little surprised, looked at Raffi deeply, and said, "I thought you would only fight, but I didn't expect you to have some strategic sense." But is that really your opinion? ”

Rafi shook his head and said, "No, this is what Helen asked me to sue you." Watch out for Prison No. 1, which is likely to be the next target of the swarm. Best...... is to destroy it. ”

"That's a very attractive target, I agree. Destroying is not a good idea, though. Morgan smiled and said, "These bugs are flying around and are hard to catch, and they're so many that they're annoying." Instead of us going through the trouble of hunting them down, we might as well put a piece of honey and let them all gather together, so it's easier to destroy, isn't it? ”

As he spoke, Morgan handed the empty coffee cup to the female secretary, glanced at Raffi meaningfully, and said, "What's more, if you destroy the First Prison, where will you be locked up after the war is over?" Rebuilding a prison is expensive, and we have limited funds. ”N