Returning to the Ian and throwing the bones of the golden skeleton into the hangar, Zhang Qifan sat cross-legged in front of Lishen and thought silently.

How can we make Lishen's strength keep up with the growth of his own strength without being eliminated?

Although the power of the electromagnetic cannon is huge, it is also limited and can be easily restrained. Even copper-skinned lichs like Darlad have the ability to take Hou Yi's electromagnetic cannon empty-handed, not to mention those Lich Kings, Undead Saints, and Black Knight Emperors.

If Zhang Qifan hadn't deliberately given up his body, the Yuanwang's naval guns would not have hit him at all.

When encountering an undead creature of this level, the electromagnetic cannon of the god of force is useless, and its slow movement will also become a heavy flaw.

In the past, Zhang Qifan could tolerate this defect of the god of force, because his opponent was an ordinary armor and battleship airship with slower movements.

The Force's movements are already more agile than many armors, but they are still not as agile as trained humans, let alone the high-level undead.

If this problem can't be solved, then it will be purely to give the enemy a bigger target in the future, and it is better to directly use the meta-nucleus to possess it.

How can I make my movements flexible? Zhang Qifan glanced at the skeleton of the golden skeleton, and an idea suddenly popped up in his heart.

……

In a void hundreds of thousands of kilometers away from Darad's territory, countless undead creatures were busy, and the void here had been cleared out of a space with a diameter of up to a hundred kilometers, and there was only a circular fortress with a diameter of five thousand meters in the center of the space.

In a gravityless void. Many man-made objects that are permanently incapable of moving tend to be spherical shapes, as is the case with Darlad's lair.

Countless low-level undead creatures resemble ants. All kinds of steel wreckage are constantly transported to the circular fortress. A diameter of 100 kilometers means that they need to walk a distance of about 50 kilometers to transport the wreckage to the center, and so on, day and night.

The speed at which the undead walked in the void was even slower than walking on solid ground, a distance of fifty kilometers. They need to walk for more than twenty hours.

The steel wreckage was transported to the fortress, and some lichs and undead picked and chose the right shape. Then press on the shell. The black mist that the soul energy turned into quickly eroded the wreckage, fusing the wreckage with the shell of the fortress.

The interior of the fortress, the most central location. An engine is running. A steady stream of energy is generated and delivered.

It's just that the condition of this engine is so bad that every now and then, the shell will burst out with a flash or two of electricity or sparks, jump off a screw or two and rivets, and then shut down with a thud.

The engine was surrounded by a pile of indescribable instruments, and its broken Cheng dù looked like a pile of garbage. But all of these instruments, which can be thrown directly into the garbage, are running.

The engine crashed. The instruments also stopped, a lich in tattered robes. Raised his head from the pile of instruments.

The lich had clear eyes, an unusually tall skeleton, skin covered in bones, and hair all clumped together.

He walked to the side of the engine with a blank face, screwed back the screws and rivets that had jumped off, repaired the broken places, and then turned the engine back on.

The engine, which seemed to be about to fall apart at any moment, started like this.

A torrent of soul energy flew into the fortress at high speed, shooting towards the lich. Just as the soul energy was about to shoot into the lich's body, the lich suddenly stretched out his hand and blocked the soul energy.

The soul energy collided with the lich's hand, exploded into a ball and quickly condensed into a phantom of Dallad, only to see that phantom quickly said: "Aguero, it's me, I'm dead, I was killed by 'humans', please help me get revenge, I think, you will be very interested in these humans." ”

After Darlad finished speaking, the phantom changed rapidly, and the situation of the two armored bodies entering Darlad's territory under the leadership of the streamer changed in the phantom like a movie.

As soon as Aguero saw the two armored bodies, a look of frenzy flashed in his clear eyes.

For the first moment, Aguero put his head on the phantom and sucked hard.

He didn't know who sent this soul energy at first, so naturally he wouldn't receive it indiscriminately, there were too many weird and inexplicable attack methods in this world, and the guys who didn't keep enough caution had already dissipated in the void.

The information about the two armors was all attached to this piece of information by Darad, and the images were churning in Aguero's soul, and when he saw Darad blocking Hou Yi's shot with his bare hands, Aguero could no longer hold back the excitement in his heart, and laughed hoarsely.

"Hahaha, technological civilization, electromagnetic cannon, hahaha, great, I finally have hope......!"

At the end of the image, Dallad's appearance is conjured: "Help me get revenge, Aguero, I don't know if these humans are what you're looking for, whether it's or not, please help me with revenge, I want you to pull out the souls of these 'humans' and throw them into the fire of hell, and be tortured forever." ”

From Darlad's mind, Aguero could feel the endless resentment, indeed, sitting at home in a good manner, but disaster fell from the sky, so that no one could die.

Aguero was noncommittal, and did not even respond to Darlad's thoughts, because it was already meaningless, and whether he agreed or not, the dead Darlad would not know, and there was no need to do more.

This information is not compulsory, and whether or not to help him is completely dependent on friendship, and Aguero's friendship with him has not reached that point.

Obviously, Dallard knew this, and no one would want to offend some powerful being for him, except Aguero.

Aguero is an outlier among the undead, obsessed with technology, with an uncanny love for the wrecks of warships, and he can do anything for the sake of some kind of intact instrument and equipment.

Those two 'humans' obviously have the style of technological civilization, and it is exactly what Aguero wants to get and study regardless of what he wants, so that he knows that there is such a batch of 'things' in his territory, and he will definitely get it regardless of it.

Dallard didn't care if Aguero would avenge him or not, as long as he killed those humans and snatched their things, he would be avenged for him.

Aguero didn't stop for a moment, flying out of the fortress, his soul let out a scream that resounded through the audience, the entire fortress boiled, and countless undead creatures gathered from all directions to his location.

PS: For Mao did not update so many monthly passes yesterday...... (To be continued......)