It didn't take Mason long to find the beacon of the Metal Spirit Concept Plane in the data world, because he had already completed a connection in Utopia before, and this time he was naturally familiar with it.

But it's easy to find here, and it's not easy to convince the current managers here.

After all, what I'm going to do this time is not as simple as asking Bartmoss to take over a Sentinel Legion remotely, this time it's really going to play with my life! And it's still Buttermoss's life.

"Is there any mistake, brother?

The weaving project of the Mechanical God Kingdom on my side has just begun, and the third iteration of the world framework has been delayed by 45 minutes, you disturbed me a few hours ago, and now you want me to follow you against a cosmic god-level mechanical body? ”

Buttermos yelled complainingly.

But even in the midst of this exchange of words, he did not stop what he was doing.

A super-complex treemap system is projected in the space in front of the former god of data, representing his design of the world of the metal spirit plane, and with each movement of Bartmoss's finger adds more detail to this rather complex system, or deletes some useless data.

The principle of something that looks cool in front of you is actually not difficult to understand, just like the code writing of an old programmer buddy when developing an app.

The biggest difference between the two is that a program needs tens of thousands of codes, while Buttermoss does not need to use the unit "10,000" to build a data world.

In fact, he's doing the decision, not the programming.

The real low-level framework and world-driven writing was left to the corporate dogs and hackers he had transferred to the metal spirit plane.

Bartmoss is behaving like an unscrupulous Party A with a demand that at his fingertips, the workload of the poor junior programmers will be multiplied several times.

Still, their work is clearly working.

It's been less than a month since Mason last left the metal spirit plane, but it's a very different place, with the material pixelated imitation of the Gotham world completely abandoned in favor of the data of the world of 2077.

The benefits of this are clear.

Bartmoss can copy the underlying code of the world of gods, so there is no need for the coders of the world of gods to build a mechanical kingdom from scratch.

As for the ancestral Mountain code, there is no need to worry about it, a programmer of Bartmoss's level would certainly not make such a bad situation.

"If it were in any other case, I would never refrain if you asked me to do something, and I believe you would not trick me into giving away my head, and that Universe Emperor is quite in line with my guess about the evolutionary direction of mechanical life just from the description.

I'm really interested in running with you.

Although I don't think I can stop that guy with my current abilities. ”

The agent of the metal spirit pushed his black frame, and with a sense of apology and helplessness, he turned to Mason and explained:

"But the truth is that you've seen me before when I was chosen as a metal spirit agent, and you know the price I paid for choosing to accept the role.

I can't get out of here until the conceptual world of the Metal Spirit is weaved, Mason, and your request is not on the same level as the remote takeover of the Sentinel Corps.

And you've seen the fate of the last agent who wanted to escape.

The forces of the root cause are not tolerant in this regard. ”

"I know you're having a hard time, but you listen to me first."

Standing in what is known as the "Shaper's Chamber," Mason said to Bartmoss, who was using his hands to realize the "Kingdom of God's Coming":

"I'm not here to ask you to shirk your responsibilities and let go of the mess here and join me on a walk-and-go adventure, I had a plan in mind before I came.

This matter is closely related to the existence of metal spirits.

Even if the conceptual plane before you is truly shaped, it can only stay at the conceptual level and in the data world, and it cannot spread its existence into the material world.

In other words, no matter how real the world in front of us is, it is also fake.

But what if I was looking for a vehicle for it in the physical world?

What about a conceptual force powerful enough to fully carry the spirit of metal, and to project this conceptual plane in the material world into a real mechanical god? ”

The captain glanced at the time that had passed on his watch, and said to Bart Moss, who had stopped and listened attentively:

"As long as any kind of power is born, it will instinctively pursue power!

The game between the green of all things, the red of all beings, and the black of decay through the rise and fall of the world proves this, although the metal spirit has not been born for a long time, I believe that it also has a desire for power, otherwise it would not be so anxious to find an agent for itself.

But the power of the root is bound to reality,

The nature of the power of the metal spirit determines that it cannot affect the material world like other root powers, and it cannot promote its rapid growth, and it is too slow to rely solely on the technological innovation of humans in the Gotham world to draw power.

If it wants to compete with its 'brothers and sisters' who preceded it, it has to learn to 'overtake in corners'! ”

"You mean, the Star Emperor Body of the Great Emperor of the Universe?"

Bartmoss suddenly got Mason's thoughts, and he rubbed his chin and said:

"A mechanical and metallic lifeform, a functioning mechanical planet does sound like a metal spirit is a bit of a desire.

But it can't be done.

Not to mention whether the metal spirit, which is not even powerful among the six root forces of the Gotham world, can enter that kind of top-level mechanical body, just saying that this world is bound is a big problem.

It originated from the world of Gotham, and it is impossible to exist alone from this material world.

Even if there is a real opportunity for power transfer, it can still drool. ”

"That's usually the case, but it's not the usual situation now, so think about it the other way around."

Mason felt the time for the fire, and he finally spoke his final thoughts:

"If the metal spirits can't leave the world of Gotham, then wouldn't it be better to make the mechanical stars of the Emperor of the Universe a part of the world of Gotham?

What are we doing now?

The world is merging! Buttermoss! Even if you don't have a chance to make that big iron ball blend into a certain world this time, you can still try it the next time!

Don't forget that our ultimate goal is to fuse all the surviving Earths and all planes together to form a true 'Ark of Doom'.

Therefore, theoretically, there will always be a time when the Universe Emperor will be sealed in a more powerful earth, just like the battle between the gods and the mortal enemy Yuan Shi Tianzun at the beginning of the universe.

Being sealed on Earth is the fate of the Emperor of the Universe!

It can't escape this ending.

Therefore, you are not evading your responsibilities by going with me to fight the Emperor of the Universe now, on the contrary, it is fulfilling your sacred mission as an agent of the power of the root. ”

The Captain spread his hands and said to the will of Buttermos and the metal spirit attached to his data body:

"The existence of the Emperor of the Universe is too dangerous, and we must find a Seal Keeper for such a ferocious thing that can destroy the universe, so that the tragedies of the past do not recur.

No mortal or a hero can take on such a mission, and I can't imagine anyone else fighting that bleak future other than the metal spirits that represent the will of machines and data.

You've got to be a part of it, Buttermoss.

With that mechanical astral as the carrier of the conceptual plane in the physical world, the revival of civilization that you have in mind is only a blink of an eye.

The Root Flame of the Emperor of the Universe can easily give life to machines, and everyone in the world of Mikoshi can return to reality with a stronger and new attitude.

You don't need that ridiculous prosthetic body and driver anymore!

You will be the next generation of improved Cybertrons, truly machine- and data-shaped creatures, and I don't know how long it will take you to decide, but we only have twelve minutes left.

If you or the Metal Spirit are not willing to take the risk, then I can only ask Perfect Ultron or Brainiac within it for help. ”

"You're unleashing one monster against another, and that's a stupid move.

But I don't count this matter myself, if I want to paralyze the Emperor of the Universe, I can't do it with a few super viruses, I have to use the unscientific way of taking effect with the power of the roots.

I'll have to talk to it. ”

Bartmoss was apparently convinced.

He made a "pause" gesture to Mason, closed his eyes and began to communicate with the metal spirit, the lack of intelligence in the power of the root is quite a troublesome problem, but there are always many privileges as an agent.

So after a short and long thirty seconds, Bartmoss snapped his fingers and said to Mason:

"Okay, convince it, it seems that deception is not as difficult as I thought.

Go and put that Super Signal Repeater you made into the Universe Emperor's Neural Control Center, as close to its core spark as possible, and pull it apart!

It's like the same way we used to deal with Brainiac before.

You don't have to worry about the rest.

But Mason, the Metal Spirit asked me to tell you that its aid was risky!

The metal spirit is a symbolic force that only appears when a world's technology has developed to a certain extent, so once it is severely damaged or dies in the body of the Emperor of the Universe, it means that the root power of the Gotham world will also be severely damaged or even dissipated.

To put it more bluntly, the world's technology is locked up and even degraded by civilization is only the slightest consequence. ”

The god of science and technology had a rather serious expression, he reached out and put his hand on Mason's shoulder, and said seriously:

"This means that you are gambling on the future of your world to aid the Isu world, and the success rate is not 100%, can you afford the consequences?

Do you want to consult with someone else?

Like that Batman.

I think they, the indigenous peoples, are also qualified to have a voice on this kind of matter. ”

"Hmm."

Mason dialed the old man's phone in the data world, and after listening to his relay, Batman was silent for a moment and replied:

"We choose to help our allies, because the covenant is so!"

"Is it so simple?"

Batmoss exclaimed:

"Your trust in Mason is a little too scary, isn't it? Has he become your external brain? ”

"It's not that exaggerated, it doesn't matter whether I trust him or not, I just thought about it with the simplest logic, and then I found that this choice is not difficult at all.

Or rather, it's not an option at all that requires a long period of thought to make a decision. ”

The old man said quietly:

"Even if the technology of this world is really locked up or even regressed, we have a plan in front of us, and the various advanced technologies that the Mason Manufacturing Group has mastered privately are enough to restart our civilization several times.

If the Metal Spirit is unfortunately dead, then Mason Cooper is the new Metal Spirit. ”

This answer made Buttermos and Mason look at each other.

After a few seconds of silence, he understood that he had finally been treated by Batman as the captain of the "Anti-Annihilation Tactics" mod, and sighed rather tiredly, saying:

"He's right, that's the safest solution right now, so do it, Buttermoss! Don't be stressed. ”

——

"Gravitational traction efficiency reduced to 32%! The astral contact time is expected to be 19 minutes! Each Star Destroyer Tower prepares for an eighth salvo and cooperates with the Vanguard to break into the head armor of the Emperor of the Universe!

Hold on! Fighters, we have bought enough time, and our counterattack has proven to be effective. ”

Barbara's uplifted tone rang out again in the communication system, even with a kind of warrior fanaticism.

There is no way, the current atmosphere has been set here, and a B-level world, with the support of all parties, not only withstood the devouring of the Cosmic Destruction God, but even played a wave of small counterattacks.

How can this kind of thing not be exciting?

Seeing that the battle was going so smoothly even gave the Isu warriors on the battlefield and the heroes of the other worlds the illusion that "they can win".

If they were so loyal that the Star Destroyer Tower could continue to bombard, if the warriors from other worlds continued to advance in the mechanical astral body, if they united to the end, perhaps they could destroy the sleeping Emperor of the Universe among the stars?

With this idea of gradually moving towards optimism, in Barbara's warning, the next round of planetary shelling came again.

This time, Black Strange, who was in charge of defense, did not use defensive magic, instead, the big guy used the Devouring Secret Technique.

The overwhelming fire that ignited the world was absorbed and gathered by him with secret techniques, and the extreme energy and matter compression was like a cool magic show, and finally the energy converged on his fingertips to form an orange-red point of light.

It's like a compressed sun.

Then it was twisted up and stuffed into his mouth by Black Strange with extremely elegant movements.

He ate the Universe Emperor's attacks and used them to replenish the energy he had lost in his defenses from the previous seven World Bombardments.

The entrance is a little hot, a little spicy, which makes Hei Qiwei's somewhat tired eyes regain their vitality again, like the battle in front of him, where you come and go, and the enemy sends support, he can hold on to this until the day the universe collapses.

However, this time, as soon as the world bombardment of the Great Emperor of the Universe ended, a white flame roared through the dimensional fault and smashed on the surface of the Isu world.

The energy fell to the ground, causing Hei Qi's face to change slightly, but then he realized that this energy-filled "attack" actually didn't cause any damage.

On the contrary, the white firelight turned into a diffusing "halo" the moment it fell to the ground, with the center of the falling point, and spread to the front of the world that was still stubbornly resisting fate within a few seconds.

"What was that?"

The people on the ground asked, but Barbara didn't answer for a long time, as if the data connection between the Isu world and the Vault Dweller ship had been severed by some force.

This made Black Strange feel uneasy.

Captain Carter, who was on the ground transferring civilians from the Vault, also sensed something was wrong, but before she could restart communication, she felt a pain in her ears.

The blonde captain reacted quickly by pulling something out of his ear hole, and saw that the communication headset he had placed in his ear had been transformed into a miniature strange robot.

The little thing screamed as she snapped her fingers and fired a pinpoint-sized missile at her, smashing into Captain Carter's cheek and causing an explosion that resembled a brain meltdown.

And the Mason special pistol she held in her hand also struggled to complete the initial transformation, aiming the muzzle at her master and firing three shots in a row, if it weren't for the face helmet, this attack would have broken her face.

But the captain has realized that something terrible is happening.

She threw the deformed gun in her hand to the ground and stomped on it, shouting at the top of her voice around and in the air:

"Machine! Get rid of any machines you have! Stay away from all metals! They've mutinied! ”

"Ahh

The screams of the two barrels rang out almost at the same time, and he was manipulating the "Scarlet Knight" Fenrir armor to chase down the remnants of the Decepticons, and he was trapped in the cockpit by the renegade power armor at this moment.

The squeeze of the machine's instantaneous deformation almost crushed him into a meat patty, and what was even more terrifying was that the thirteen Star Destroyer Towers full of energy located in the frontal battlefield of the world also completed their transformation in the blink of an eye.

Thirteen hideous giant robots roared in obedience to the will of the Emperor of the Universe, and the Star Destroyer Cannons that were supposed to protect the world were gathered in one place.

Thirteen green rays staggered across the sky, and in the terrifying explosion, the black strange boss who emitted the smell of barbecue also fell from the sky.

It was the first time he'd been so miserable since he joined Ultimate K-Team and followed Mason around.

But on the other hand, under the saturation bombardment of thirteen extinction attacks, he was only roasted to nine minutes, and this black person was really terrifying!

The mutation proves that Mason's understanding of Cybertrons and the Emperor of the Universe is quite accurate, especially the ability of the core fire of the Emperor of the Universe to easily give life to various mechanical bodies, which seems not exaggerated or even a little conservative at present.

The battle situation in the Isu world at this time, after twenty minutes of extreme pulling, finally angered the sleeping Emperor of the Universe.

It only increased its strength a little, and it made the ridiculous world defense line collapse in an instant.

Perhaps, this is the price of disobedience to the gods?

(End of chapter)