In 3.24 million years, the dust can be built into a rock formation 324 meters high, and the vicissitudes of the sea are only a snap of a finger here.

However, the sad thing is that Yinchen just understands that after the reset of the red queen, she will not remember the friendship of Cilabas at all, because AI, there is no emotion at all, not to mention that in the database of the red queen, there will be no record of all the difficulties and loneliness of Cilabas in the past 3.2 million years.

All of Cilabas' actions over the past three million years have been nothing more than complete dedication, and Silver Dust understands that the red humanoid puppets sent to "arrest" him are definitely Cilabas' greatest kindness to the galaxy.

The puppets are most likely armed with tranquilizer guns or tear gas cannons, rather than actual killing weapons. In fact, when Silver Dust revealed the identity of "Silver Dust Prince", his infiltration and his battle had been declared successful.

Cilabas, which always abides by its operating rules, cannot use force against the silver dust that it considers to be [human], cannot give up the red queen, cannot give up the base, this is an AI, across 3.2 million years of persistence.

This persistence can no longer be described as a miracle. Such persistence is enough to make the epic a legend, let the legend become a myth, let the myth be mottled and faded, and become the site of the next civilization's laborious guessing.

Silence, roaring again overhead, Silver Dust remembered the shocking 40X40 robot phalanx in the Heavenly Base, remembered the last pilgrimage before he came out of there, remembered the horror he felt after seeing the wiring diagram badge, and remembered the throbbing of the terminal of civilization that opened in this world for the first time. It's just that the end of this truth is too shocking and too sentimental.

This is the end, and the mutual watchfulness between them may have moved the heavens, so that the heavens would summon the silver dust here and save them from the loneliness of eternity.

"Who is calling my name from beyond the invisible?"

"Who is it who stares at the end of the dry rocks, waiting for his lover to return, until he becomes a statue?"

"Who is it that regards the parting words as an unswerving will, through the sun?"

"Who is it, in the eternal night, that turns into the loneliest star on the zenith?"

"The white snow god who destroyed the world, Carumbas, shot down the sun and crushed the moon. ”

"However, in the face of the center of the world that began to disappear from the edge, the pair of boys and girls who hugged each other tightly, she only had an underground head, curled up and prostrate, turning into a ring of snow-capped mountains, guarding them until——"

"Eternal desolation. ”

In the ears of the Dharma God, the distant song sounded again, was that the will of the world singing? No one knew.

[Eighteen minutes later]

"Lord Silver Dust, judged to be the final commander, commander, I am the Red Queen, the main control intelligence of the 0081 Expeditionary Force, I am happy to serve you!" In the midst of a heavy and tragic silence, a clear female voice suddenly sounded. Silver Dust suddenly raised his head and looked straight at the figure of the girl displayed in front of the big screen through three-dimensional imaging technology, this girl looked to be only twelve years old, although her real age was more than three million years old.

"Check yourself!" Yinchen's tone suddenly softened, extremely gentle, he is not an AI, so he can't be as emotionless as AI, facing this little AI left over from three million years ago, representing the last bit of fire in the entire ancient Gabroyle civilization, his heart is filled with magnificent emotions.

"The system integrity rate is 0.5 percent, the database integrity rate is 0.31 per million, and the main base only has a minimum self-sustaining ability, and has no development capabilities. Commander, now we can't resist the attack of even a starship, or even an aerospace fighter. The voice of the red queen was flat and emotionless, but the words that could be said made Yinchen have the illusion that his heart was like a knife. "I already know the loss of the base, now the question is what plan you have to gradually recover ......"

The red queen's figure flickered, obviously updating the data: "Judging from the information transmitted by the security maintenance system Cilabas, the formation of a new Supreme Council is the first condition, and the other is to quickly build the basic framework of the entire fleet, judging from the sampling data of civilization 315 provided by the security maintenance system, this is feasible, as long as the commander brings the appropriate people here and receives the training of the system." ”

"How to cultivate?" Yinchen's pupils shrank: "Brainwave mount is not good." ”

"High-intensity military training, it is expected that you can engage in basic maintenance work in three years, have the ability to work independently within 20 years, and train innovative staff within 300 years. ”

"So fast!" Silver Dust was stunned: "You don't think we will enter the space civilization in three hundred years, right?"

"No, at most enter the Earth-Moon orbit civilization, but the commander should not be too cautious, the humans of the 315 civilization have optimized brain structure, they do not have the stupid genes of native humans, they should be regarded as genetically modified organisms, but-there may be other genetic defects, and the current data is insufficient to judge. ”

Yinchen nodded, indicating that he understood the words of the Red Queen: "Then I will be nepotistic first." ”

"Loyalty, you need to judge it, Commander, and there is nothing the Red Queen can do. ”

"I understand, first put Lin Xuanchen on the selection list of the committee, treat everyone in the base except me and Lin Xuanchen as non-essential personnel, monitor them, and expel them by force after the other party shows hostility, and allow them to be killed if necessary. ”

"Yes, Commander!"

"Also, call me sir. ”

"Yes, sir!"

[At the same time]

The forbidden place of the puppet sect, an abandoned mine.

Lin Xuanchen curled up in the narrow iron cage, looking at everything in front of him in horror.

She was like a chicken in a cage to be slaughtered, placed on the top of a tall cage pile by a giant manipulator ten feet long, and in front of her was not a bloody slaughterhouse, nor a brutal cramming device, nor a terrifying human body modification workshop, but an incomparably simple, rudimentary, boiling lime pool.

The girls who were kidnapped with her, locked in small cages, screamed in horror and despair, cried, and were grabbed by the huge mechanical hand without mercy, scattering bricks and throwing people with clothes and iron cages into the boiling lime, in the center of the lime pool, a huge purple crystal with a diameter of one foot flickered with evil light, like the eyes of an extraterritorial demon god, and a series of visible and pure purple souls floated out of the boiling lime pool, wrapped in the screams of the girls before they died, floating into the purple crystal, the whole scene looked like the undead disaster of Northrend, or the evil workshop in the Burning Legion, which produces evil powers, is much more gentle than the scene in front of you, and the horrific scene of abomination is much more gentle than the scene in front of you—abomination does not use a girl's limbs.

In that terrible lime pool, the tender flesh turned to pus, the clothes rotted, and the occasional bronze ornament sank to the bottom of the pool, becoming the eternal tombstone of these poor girls with no bones left. Huge manipulators waved in the air, pouring tons and tons of these girls into the lime pool like cleaning up construction debris, and the moment the iron cage fell into the wings, it was the screams of the girls that were louder than the sound of falling into the water.

Lin Xuanchen stared at everything in front of her blankly, she couldn't cry, she couldn't laugh, she couldn't move, she couldn't think, the scene in front of her was far more terrifying than the scene of ten thousand corpses in the Red Blood Secret Realm, and it was beyond the limit of her mental endurance.

At that moment, she almost gave up completely, almost wanted to wait quietly, with her eyes wide open, for herself to be thrown off the high cage pile, and end her fragile life in that sticky soup, but she couldn't, a force that did not belong to her was surging in her body.

The hands that were tied behind her back by the iron wire suddenly tightened the square of the cage, and the next second, the soft flesh between her fingers spewed out a red flame, and the flame spread quickly to the entire iron cage along the vertical and horizontal iron bars like some kind of rapidly spreading germs, and in the same second, the iron cage turned into bright red molten iron, flowing down, scalding the girl in the iron cage below let out a miserable scream, and the wire that originally bound her hands turned into two thin black smoke in the same second, floating in the air. Suddenly, she stretched out a little mechanically, jumped up, rolled over from the high pile of cages, and landed on the ground.

At the same moment, the manipulator suddenly stopped.

At the same moment, a large amount of cold blue liquid fell from the top of the lime pool, and with a snorting sound, the lime pool cooled down, and several corpses slowly floated up on the viscous liquid surface.

The sound of gurgling water, the sound of the mechanical arm turning, and the screams of the girls before they died all stopped instantly, and in the vast space like a cave, there was only a simple, whirring cold wind that was coiled by unjust souls. The cold wind blew Lin Xuanchen shivering, and the suddenly quiet environment refocused her dilated black pupils, and tears quickly welled up in her big black eyes, like a fountain.

She let out a few low sobs and opened her mouth, but she felt her throat infinitely dry, and she couldn't utter any words to swear a gambling oath. "If I don't kill you, I won't be a man!" she could only gasp and mutter, looking so powerless in the lonely and endless cold underground cavern.

Lin Xuanchen bare hands, bent down, and crept around in this underground space like a thief for half a circle, and saw a high platform on the other side.

On the high platform, there were two people, one tall and one short, both with only vague outlines, but the soul gathering form under their feet was very clear, one large and one small, both purple, looking like the arcane flash of silver dust, but the aura emitted was completely different, full of evil and chaotic power.

Lin Xuanchen had just raised his head to look at the high, pointy, triangular platform like the altar of the evil god, when he heard a cold voice suddenly explode in the entire cave: "Little mouse, how long do you want to hide?"

The moment Lin Xuanchen heard this voice, the battle spirit erupted.

The huge battle spirit qi formed a ball of flame, which shattered silently and spread into scorching red ripples. She didn't release the Battle Soul Beast at the first time, and what rose from her back was the King of Darkness who dominated the other world.

The girls in the cage screamed loudly. Lin Xuanchen's vision was dim, and the black-purple air currents swirled rapidly in the air, turning into a terrifying storm.

Storms spread into the climate, and the climate gradually affects the space. Lin Xuanchen seemed to release a war spirit beast, and released a huge black figure from the back of his snow-white fur clothes, the figure was silent, sharp claws grabbed in the air, and a terrifying, all-metal stick appeared in the claw, and the two ends of the stick were full of thick spikes.

After the sky changed, even the attributes of the imperial soul also changed.

The dark and huge figure exuded an aura of hegemony that suppressed all remnant soul energy. Lin Xuanchen clearly saw the only small figure left on the high platform, and began to tremble violently.

And the slightly taller figure had already risen into the air, with his hands raised flat, and posed in the air as if a raven was flying—

In the wide black cuffs, endless blue threads suddenly burst out, and those silk threads pierced into the many iron cages below like steel wire flying knives, and as the figure's hands changed in the air, a scream led to the iron cages from the ground, fiercely facing the metal clubs hit in the air.

As if with the loud sound of trains colliding, the iron cage twisted, blood and flesh splattered, and a rain of broken dirt fell in the air. The blood-red shadow, which had just made a cold sound, immediately staggered back with a scream, and flew directly over the altar-like platform of the evil god, falling towards the cooled lime pool.

At that moment, Lin Xuanchen felt sad and excited.

Saddened by those hard-working girls, forced to become the shield of that evil woman, died meaninglessly, excited about the growth of her strength, she is no longer Wuxia Ameng, even in the face of the sect master of the puppet sect, she relies on the Night King, she has the strength to fight. She flew up, and the cold light of iron light lit up behind her again, and the metallic wings spread out, turning into real wings, and carrying her straight towards the evil figure.

The figure flicked its sleeve in mid-air, and the thin blue thread hooked the mechanical arm above. At this time, the soul of the dead girl emerged from the air, and while making a sound similar to a cry, it was stretched into a thin strip by the woman's black mist-like battle soul qi, forming a soul gathering form in the air, and was absorbed by the evil figure. The black figure hung in the air, and on the spider silk that flew out of the sleeve, a purple soul light suddenly rippled, and the broken soul quickly and accurately poured into the mechanical arm along the spider silk, and the mechanical arm seemed to suddenly come to life, quickly grabbing towards Lin Xuanchen.

The machine took the fingers of the bucket, scratching a light white mark in the air, and the end of the bucket on the fingertips, the air hood that broke through the speed of sound emitted a gray-white halo. Lin Xuanchen, who was in the air, leaned slightly sideways, drawing a semicircle in the air like a fighter maneuvering, dodging this grab, and at the same time, an amazing wind erupted behind her, and the huge metal stick was wrapped in a fierce sound of breaking the air, and slammed into the mechanical arm.