Chapter 180: Suppression
When the main device was activated, there was nothing unusual from the perspective of the physical world.
The sky after the nuclear explosion, gloomy or gloomy, the rain on the black earth, should it fall or it should fall. It seems that the device activated by Optimus Prime and Apocalypse is like a joke, just as unreal and unsettling as when the war really comes.
Professor X and Magneto stand side by side at the top of the pyramid.
These two psionic leaders both had an indescribable dullness at the moment.
Look around.
The dark earth is brightly lit, and the fortifications that have begun to take shape are full of people, not only on the earth, but also deep underground, there are countless tunnel grids interacting vertically and horizontally, which is an architectural miracle that human beings have broken out with concerted efforts, and it is also the survival struggle of civilization at this moment.
"Has the war begun?"
Magneto's voice unconsciously lowered a lot, and although the land in front of him was noisy, there was no breath of war.
"It's already started."
Professor X's eyes glowed with blue psionic light, a perspective that mortals couldn't see, but he could see more clearly as he was familiar with the subspace.
At this moment, the imminent subspace storm was blowing, and before it could blow into the material realm, it was already blocked by an invisible barrier, a resolute rectification. The subspace suppression device is already in play, and the torrent of emotions is sorted out by the device of the imaginary space, just like countless worker ants working together to resolve the monstrous flood!
From the perspective of subspace, from the perspective of human cognition!
What a magnificent scene.
So much so that Professor X couldn't help but burst into tears, he had seen too much hellish ugliness and nightmares in these dark days. But he felt redeemed, redeemed by the power of the cluster, for a noble goal, able to let go of all barriers, and desperately exert force towards this goal.
Maybe that's what humans are.
No matter what kind of despair, everyone is hopelessly longing for salvation in the bottom of their hearts.
All sentient beings are looking forward to redemption!
It wasn't until this moment that Charles, who had been subjected to the impact of unreserved thinking in the human heart since he was a child, understood what Li Lin often said meant.
It turned out that he was also the goal he had always wanted to redeem.
The drastic changes in the subspace soon aroused the intuitive feeling of the vast majority of psykers, with Cairo, Egypt as a dot, the entire Terra was activated by the device in unison, and the invisible barrier began to weave and build, like a giant umbrella covering Terra, trying to open the umbrella and rise!
The psykers of the entire Terra felt it.
It was more comfortable than ever.
For a long time, the subspace has been eyeing the enemy, pervasive, filthy and corrosive, allowing psionics to enjoy great power while bearing the dangers of chaos.
From the small evil murmuring, the mental oppression, to the loss of control of power, the destruction of everything around them, and even the physical mutation, which are directly beyond the scope of human aesthetics, these are the dangers that psionics have to face. They naturally endure unspeakable torment and pain.
It has even reached the point where psionics are accustomed to it. ….
They are like people who have been walking and groping in the dark for a long time, accustomed to bumping and bumping, and even falling to their deaths, and as a result, at this moment in this era, the dark world is torn apart!
It seems that someone is telling them that the world can be better, and that you don't have to suffer so much, just change the environment and make disorder and chaos orderly.
Now, such an opportunity is in front of psionics all over the world.
What choices you make is your own business.
North America, Gulf of Mexico.
Riding on the flaming war horse, the flames in Cartershray's hand suddenly soared a lot, and a ring of fire suddenly spread out thousands of meters away, and all the demons within the range were burned into coke petrification, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked towards the south reluctantly.
In the Gulf of Mexico, countless bright red warships, brakes
The fog came from there.
"Started ......"
The Arabian Peninsula, the valley of the two rivers, the entrance to the Yindian Garden.
"I cried unto Christ, and she delivered me with her mighty hand, Lord, new God, and I will take the sword and guard Thee until judgment comes."
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A huge humanoid angel with countless wings of light swung the sword of light in his hand.
In an instant, the boiling light hell rushed to the restless bronze gate. On the burned red and shiny bronze gate, countless deep darkness spread out like a creeper at this moment, and the dark and filthy thing did not stop spreading outward after being burned this time.
Faintly from the other side of the door, there was a shout.
"Lord!"
"Let us out!"
"The new Lord is over there, giving everything for the Lord!"
"Skull Sacrifice Throne!"
The last angel to die heard the painful cries of his former companions, and he couldn't help but bow his head in silence.
China, the hidden place, the roof of the world.
"It's finally come to this point, so that the mages are all ready to ensure the stability of the devices within our range."
Gu Yi's gaze was deep, and it seemed to have crossed time and space, and landed on Li Lin in the Mediterranean. She wanted to know if the Lord of Subspace had seen this future, and if not, could he answer that this future was a good thing for mankind?
Cairo, Egypt, defensive position of the main pyramid.
Compared to the bustle of other places, the Blade Legion's garrison can be described as silent, and the lack of movement is terrifying.
The reason is actually very simple.
Because of the special ability of the original Isaiah, all blood relatives in his legion, even mortal auxiliary forces, can have an emotional link resonance. It is this unique ability that has helped the Blade Legion on the battlefield, up and down, and never collapse under the onslaught of the Demon Army.
Each of them is not a brother, but he is better than a brother and sister.
Let go of your hearts and let your emotions soak into each other's hearts, which can be said to trust each other wholeheartedly and achieve a touch that is enough to revel to death. And now, Isaiah, the genetic father of the Blade Legion, is letting go of his heart and unreservedly telling his heirs everything he has endured.
In the darkness, a pair of eyes opened.
Every pair of eyes is full of the repression of forbearance and the pleasure of being liberated. Only the battlefield is where they belong.
Beyond the Strait of Gibraltar.
The fortressed strait was confronted by a sea of blood and mist rolling and tumbling on the surface of the sea. All human means of observation, communication, and warning suddenly failed.
Immediately.
A huge blood-colored floating airship, which was depicted with ***, slowly flew out of the blood mist.
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