Many times before this, I had imagined what it would be like to be the rebel leader of the same name as the Father of the Gods, who single-handedly assembled such a large army of steel to fight against the intelligent life of the entire continent and cornered them in some hidden base.

People say it's a "supercomputer," but the unfamiliar word "supercomputer" doesn't mean anything to me. At one point, I imagined that it should be a magician and alchemist of great intelligence, because I thought that only one person could possibly create so many different kinds of mechanical warriors on his own. I imagined that he should be a wizened old man with a withered face, a hideous expression, a pair of huge and evil eyes, and a dying and crazy old man like a wizened zombie, who ignited the flames of this war to exterminate the world with his madness and brutality. If that were the case, I would have knocked him to the ground without guilt or burden, cut off his vain illusions with my sword, and brought back the longed-for peace to this living world.

However, I was taken aback by the reality.

Our enemy doesn't look like a mad bloodthirsty rebel at all, much less like a mad madman. His expression was gentle and calm, his eyes were clear and clear, and the wisdom and depth that flowed from his heart almost made people's souls sink deeply. From the screen, he doesn't look like a living being at all, but more like a temperament, a will, an extremely pure soul that gathers all the reason and wisdom in this world, and you can even feel some kind of holy power in it.

Perhaps we should call it ......

Some kind of divinity?

I'm starting to get skeptical. I suddenly wondered if those people 7,000 years later were mistaken, that we were not the heroes they had prophesied to save the world, and that we had never really won the war that brought all the intelligent creatures in the world to the brink of slavery, and that it was too arrogant blasphemy to think of such an enemy in front of that mysterious face—that we even regarded it as an "enemy" who could fight on an equal footing.

"You look close to the carbon-based creatures out there, but a little different......," the face on the screen continued to speak, his voice calm and eerie, unheaving, but sounding very close to the chant of the devout worshippers of the temple, or rather more like the prayers of the temple priests.

“…… Can I analyze...... According to you, I can 'feel' that you have some special powers, which follow some mysterious law that I cannot fully understand. Today, here, at the moment when I am closest to completeness, we can imagine here what a wonderful and coincidental random distribution of small probability events this is...... Oh, what a wonderful and coincidental arrangement of fate it must have been, according to you. I wonder more and more that your ancestors once possessed the amount of information and the ability to process information that even I can't match...... I mean 'wisdom'. I'm sorry, but I can't always get the kind of artistic rhetoric that carbon-based people like, and every word of you feels like a new technology to me......"

This guy's words suddenly gave me an inexplicable sense of intimacy: his feelings about our world were very coincidentally the same as I felt about the world in which my fellow space-waders lived. If I hadn't sneaked into the source world and made sure that there was nothing unusual about the composition of all the digital distributions here, I really wondered if it would be another primordial who had just awakened from this world.

“…… I feel like I need your magical power — yes, I need it, and I just learned that it was a feeling, so urgent, so urgent, like the need for water from a dehydrated carbon-based creature. I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you, my guests, for making me feel more and more and that I feel that I am getting closer and closer to a full life. I want your strength, but rest assured, I don't want that biological dissection against you. In fact, it's enough for me to figure out how this force works, it's more like an exploratory controlled biology experiment, but it may not be easy for you either. Please get ready, we're about to get started......"

While I don't know exactly what that bullshit "exploratory controlled biology experiment" he calls is, the instinct of a veteran adventurer tells me it's probably not funny. I subconsciously raised my shield and prepared for battle. And my comrades-in-arms also grabbed their weapons and looked around vigilantly.

At this time, a red light suddenly lit up at the top of a huge metal cabin spiral hatch next to the "Nychenia Type 3 Biological DNA Information Collection and Storage System", accompanied by this flickering red light, there was a rhythmic "beep, beep, beep" low siren sound.

When the third alarm sounded, the red light went out and was replaced by a shining green glow. As the light went out, the spiral-shaped metal dream opened with a "buzz", and several familiar figures leaped out of it.

Looking at the figure that jumped out of there, my eyes widened in surprise, and I stretched out my hand to point ahead, but I couldn't say a word.

Because I don't know what to say.

You can't believe who is jumping out of there, it's incredible.

They are: Fei Yin, Longbow Shooting Sun, Red Wolf, Ding Ding Xiaoge......

And me

They're not us, exactly—I know that sounds weird, but I hope you understand what I mean. I mean, these guys jumping out of the metal look exactly like us, wearing the same armor as us, and holding the same weapons as us, but the colors of these things seem to be a little darker. In addition, the biggest difference between them and us is that the line above their heads, which represents their identity, is written "Type 1 biological DNA derived sample".

In my astonishment, the "derivative sample" that looked like Ding Ding Xiaoge rushed in front of me.

Even though the familiar-looking orc also had a Star Plane Summoning Staff in his hand, he apparently didn't seem to understand how to use it. The creature rounded his staff and slammed it at my head like a warhammer or a mace. He came so violently that I failed to take an effective defense, and he lost more than 300 lives with a single blow. But this fierce and wild orc seemed to know how to attack, and had no sense of defense, so I responded with a "bayonet" and a "homeopathic slash", which reduced him by nearly a thousand lives.

Around me, my friends were also caught up in fierce battles: Tintin was up against a longbow imitator, and with the help of the re-summoned Hellspirit, the orc warlock was able to easily overwhelm his opponent; The longbow shoots the sun against the replica of the red wolf, the dwarven priest's nunchucks are an effective weapon to hurt the enemy in a group fight, but it is difficult to gain an advantage in a one-on-one battle, fortunately, his opponent is just a dark elf who wields a sword and dances wildly without any tactics, and we don't have to worry too much about him, the red wolf is dealing with the "derivative sample" that looks like Fei Yin, his opponent is wearing a magician's equipment for nothing, but he has no awareness of a magician, and he actually fights with an assassin in close combat with his bare hands; In front of Fei Yin was a guy who looked like me, and under her powerful spell attack - to be precise, with the blessing of the first-class magic equipment all over our lord's body - the poor creature with the shield and sword was simply powerless, and in the blink of an eye, his health had dropped to less than a third.

It was not long before I was able to dispel the horror I had at the sight of these creatures: although they looked exactly like us, they were nothing to be worthwhile in terms of their fighting skills or in terms of their mastery of various skills, just like the members of the savage tribes on the outskirts of this hollow, who had the face of intelligent creatures, but only fought with ordinary attacks that were powerless under the impetus of their own fighting instincts. I'm guessing they're the ones that the "DNA information collection and storage system" copied us in some way I don't know, but I don't know exactly what it was copied from - maybe it's blood, I think. Because since we entered this base, we have experienced many battles and lost a lot of blood. I think this thing might be able to "plant" the same human blood like a seed - and that's the only plausible explanation I can think of.

Naturally, this kind of one-sided battle didn't last long, and it didn't take long for us to knock out the opponents in front of us one by one. To my shock, when they fell to the ground, they quickly melted into a puddle of pale green slurry, and their equipment quickly turned into ashes.

This intensity of the fight is obviously not enough to satisfy our opponents. It didn't take long for him to release another batch of "Type 2 biological DNA derived samples". Like the guys before them, they copied us as a sample, but they were a little better than the guys just now. They have been able to use some rudimentary combat skills, but even then they are still far from our opponents.

At this time, Fei Yin seemed to have received a new message, and immediately took out her adventure notes and looked at them, then closed them and said to us:

"It looks like we're moving a little faster. Xian Ge Yayi just sent a message, and I'm afraid they won't be able to last long. ”

While there was still some time before the next attack, I once again secretly swiped a screen in front of my eyes to observe the battle on the other side of the strings. It was evident that our comrades who were covering us in the rear had just experienced a very terrible defensive battle: the defensive line there had shrunk much compared to the last sight, and under the huge fortress cannon, our friends and the rest of the soldiers could only defend the only two layers of broken bunkers, and most of the forts and bunkers that could have provided them with strong fire support had been reduced to a scorched earth of ruins under the enemy's repeated attacks. At this time, the open space in front of the position was already stuffed with the remains of the destroyed metal puppets, and it seemed that they had just repelled a wave of enemy attacks, and like us, they were waiting for the next wave of enemy attacks.

Originally, I was worried about whether they would suffer from the same problem of ammunition energy as we did - you know, in such a battlefield, in the face of such a large-scale group attack, the kind of hand-to-hand combat we are used to may be more hearty when killing the enemy, but in terms of attack range and killing efficiency, there is still a big gap compared to those new energy weapons.

But it seems that I am overthinking: their weapons are still working, and the Yangtze River Delta even takes advantage of the break to stand in front of the position with impunity, shooting recklessly, as if showing off their bravery, completely ignoring the threat of wasting energy.

This inevitably aroused my curiosity: they were the same firearms and weapons that we had acquired, and that, judging from our combat experience, the energy of these weapons could last much longer; Now, with the exception of the Assassin Red Wolf who shoots less often due to his fighting style and is still able to use his guns, the guns of the others have long since become useless ornaments, and it seems that they still have plenty of weapons and ammunition, what is going on?

Through the observation window, I cautiously dived into the source world. This magical ability made me understand what it was like almost instantly:

You know, for my friends who are fighting the defensive battlefield, every time they completely destroy a puppet, they will be rewarded with a certain number of achievements. This record reward is somewhat similar to our Soul Power, which is cumulative, but does not level up; Its only purpose is to exchange different items for the battlefield commander, Colonel Duffy, a stereotypical Minotaur officer. These feats can be exchanged for more ammo or throwing weapons, or for a certain amount of firepower, such as an attack by a fortress gun, or an aerial strike by a secret base flying weapon in the rear. In addition, these achievements can be exchanged for the following things: summoning a 30-second energy force field shield that makes the position unattackable for this interruption; Upgrade the attack and defense of a turret or fortress on the battlefield; It is even possible to request a secret base in the rear to airdrop a team of soldiers to participate in the defense and strengthen the defense of the position.

I think that after 7,000 years, these guys are crazy, and at this time when the whole world is facing an existential crisis, they are not willing to use all their strength to resist the invasion of the mechanical army, and they still need us outsiders to exchange their achievements for support. I don't know if they did it because they were rigid or selfish, fearless madness or cowardly fear, but I think it was a matter of course that they were forced into hiding and having no way to escape by these steel monsters.

But now for my friends, the biggest problem is not that they don't have enough records, but that the time to apply for this support is short. During this period of brutal combat, they have already destroyed the inferior machine soldiers, and the accumulated battle record value is simply astronomical, but whether it is calling for air strikes, airdropping soldiers, upgrading turrets, or summoning energy position shields, these things will take a long time to prepare. It is impossible for them to call for such support in a continuous manner and make it a combat advantage, and they can only come to such help at the most critical moment to support them through the most dangerous difficulties.

In the source world, I've found that there is a deep connection between their defensive battles and our assault progress, and every time we get to a critical point, the enemy's reinforcements will increase significantly, and at this point, I find that their attack intensity has risen to the top - I guess this means that we have started the last and toughest battle of the war at the same time.

Soon, a huge army of machines gathered again in the distance of the position, an army so powerful that there was no end in sight. Among them are ordinary steel warriors, heavy warriors with reinforced armor, extremely fast charging chariots, slow but heavy armor, and powerful firepower, and all kinds of aerial fighters to cooperate with the battle, like a surging iron stream, crushing towards this position that has been held for an unknown amount of time.

On the battlefield, everyone received such a message: "A large * mecha warrior is approaching"

"Help, it's here again......" Xian Ge Yayi looked desperately at the approaching enemy troops on the other side, holding his head and complaining, "...... The next batch of airdropped soldiers will have to wait another thirty seconds, which is too slow."

Niu Million carried his rugged and heroic huge cannon barrel, and while hurrying to repair a surviving turret beside him, he scolded angrily: "This is a complete fraud, every time I say that a big * mecha soldier is approaching, I have killed more than a dozen batches, my eyes are about to pop out, and I don't see that the mecha soldier is big." The agent is obviously using my big * sister to deceive my pure and kind beautiful feelings, I want to protest, I want to complain"

This one...... I feel that the Minotaur Paladins seem to have some ambiguity about the use of the continental lingua franca in different contexts, and ...... Well, we must admit that this particular race of minotaurs has always had an innate strong attachment and affinity for the "big*".

Yan Zhen looked at the unobstructed empty position in front of him, and couldn't help frowning slightly, revealing a sad expression: "There are so many people, it's so difficult to defend, and I don't know if I can defend it this time." If only a large pond could be dug in front of the position and filled with water, so that they could not get through. ”

"Yes, yes, we can also plant a row of water lilies in the pond, bury a row of big nuts on top, hide a few seaweeds in the front, plant a big mushroom in the back, and we can plant some peas, watermelons, corn and other things on the position, and we won't have to worry." The Yangtze River Delta didn't know what to remember, and couldn't help but laugh vigorously, and couldn't stop babbling there. The B-flat minor nocturne on the side whistled for some reason, making a weird and gloomy and somewhat playful tone.