The sticky divers on the shores of Bonifacio dragged their slimy bodies in the direction of Corsica's interior, and Xia Xiu had almost finished reading the fragments of the Builder's surface by this time, and he almost understood the purpose of the Gear Orthodox Church in the Far East.

With the Heavenly Upheaval and the outbreak of the Starry Sky Event, the global collapse of the [Financial Street], the starry sky blockade and the return of the stars, and the successive resurrection of the surviving gods, these events caused the entire Terra to enter an unprecedented vicious cycle, and according to the theory of the Kingdom of Heaven, the last 60 seconds of the [Doomsday Bell], the entire Terra Honkai entered the Honkai Moment.

In the far Far East, McCann, a genealogical think tank shared by the three mechanical churches, proposed a new doomsday hypothetical based on the current situation in Terra, and this doomsday hypothesis will be serious enough to inhibit the spread of broken resurgence and mechanicalization, which is the second major problem that the mechanical church will face after the flesh and blood enemy.

The question posed by McCann is essentially a visualization of one of the Honkai deeds that Terra is facing, and the question it embodies is called Terra Overload Day/Ecological Debt Day.

[Terra Overload Day/Ecological Debt Day] is a calculated date that indicates that on that day, human resource consumption exceeds Terra's ability to regenerate these resources for the current year.

"Overload" means that the needs of the human population exceed the sustainable level of all renewable biological resources in Terra. From an economic point of view, Terra's Overload Day means that the current year's regeneration budget is exhausted on this day, and humanity goes into environmental deficit spending. From a transcendent point of view, this so-called overload day refers to the fact that the resurrection of the gods will frantically increase the number of Terra's native entropy pools, causing the arrangement of microscopic particles within the entire Terra system to become more random and disorderly, and the chaos of the internal system of Terra will begin to increase wildly.

What's worse is that the transcendent concept product of [Financial Street], which is rooted in human society and can never be erased, and the other crisis sequence of the imperishable existence of "World Tree", which is suspected to be the incarnation of Terra Alayya, make the possibility of environmental deficit expenditure being concretized infinitely close to 100%.

If Terra enters an "overload" and "debt" situation, the Financial Street will go bankrupt, everything it has will be absorbed by the World Tree, and the "Great Chaos" caused by the outbreak of Overload Day will condense even greater Honkai factors.

The doomsday scenario according to the projection of the broken church is:

Financial Street + World Tree + Terra Overload Day + Transcendent System Collapse.

If these four are superimposed, all the forces of the whole Terra will have to be slapped together, and then obediently wait for death.

And [Terra Overload Day] is unbearable for the Church of the Machines, and Overload Day means the end of standardized production, meaning that the creation of the Machine God will turn into foam among the rubble.

Alas!

The process of standardization will be destroyed by this wave of exhaustion, and the great and glorious idea of God will fall apart in the rubble.

In order to deal with this problem, the Broken Believers led by the Cogwheel Orthodox Church began a phased god recovery plan under the guidance of [McCann], and at the same time, they need to recover the Broken God's divine body, according to their words, - when the God's Heart, God's Eye and God's Tongue are one, the mercury God's blood is separated from the Sea of the Dead and gathered in one bottle, and the God's soul redeemed from the territory of [the immensity it covers] is sealed and cared for, the shattered will return to Terra, ending the coming of the apocalypse!

And according to the information Xia Xiu obtained from the builder in front of him, who had already exploded his mind, he found that the goal of these mechanical "elm heads" was good, but their actions and ways of dealing with them were not to save the world, on the contrary, they wanted to give the world a punch, if nothing else, they wanted to take advantage of the arrival of [Overload Day] to turn the whole world into their shape.

To do this, they need a lot of Mekkai organs, and they also need to recover the following bits and pieces:

They need the neurons of the Machines - [Network Terminal Genes];

They need the blood cells of the Mekvan, [unrestricted self-replication machines];

They need the thought incarnation of the Mekhan, the [Sacred Web Sphere];

They need the muscular fiber structure of the machine god - [builder];

They need the skin and mucous membranes of the mechanistic - [Smart Motes]·····

Before the day of overload, they will create a beautiful new world where science and technology will flourish through the neurons and cells of the mekhan, and they will construct a great unified kingdom and a brave new world that is unique to all of them!

Project Brave New World, this is the goal of the three mechanical churches led by the Gear Orthodox Church, who want to take advantage of the moment of Overload Day to turn the whole world into a world of mekhan.

Of course, it is not known whether this is the goal of the Daevite Empire behind them, Xia Xiu is now uploading the information he read from the builder's mind to the database of the Kingdom of Heaven through [Adam] and reporting it to his boss Eden.

If he could, he really wanted to slap these mekhanites to death.

Save Terra, Terra is about to blow up because of you dumbfounded!

I'm also in charge of wiping your ass because you work overtime every day!!

The golden retriever looked at the builder who began to explode because of the forced retrospective memory, and he read the manuscript and made a report expressionlessly.

His tone is with a social animal tone unique to the kind of big injustice that leads to the kind of injustice that can only continue to work overtime because of stupidity and tossing - there is nothing to love, and he wants to give everyone who doesn't have to work overtime a job and be a social animal together.

“··· Therefore, the specific situation is the content of the above statement, according to the information I have so far, it is suspected that the muscle fiber structure [builder] and the divine organ parts of the machine god are found on the mountain ruins that exist in Corsica, and it is impossible to speculate because the details of the information are not sufficient.

At present, it is known that the ruins on Corsica are related to the machine god and [Beamon], and the possibility that there is a high probability that the text of the "Book of Sacrifice of the Deep Sea" exists in the ruins, so it will attract a large group of deep divers to attack Corsica like a demented person. I suspect that the real Dagon is hovering the nearby seas, but the probability of being in Corsica is relatively low, because Corsica has only been affected by a massive cloud event in the Balearic Islands, and it is unknown what exactly is contained in the so-called Sea of Fog, but it is certain that they are all related to the Mekhan. ”

[The information has been uploaded——]

[Mission diary has been updated-]

[New Honkai Management Item: Grey Goo Crisis!] ]

[Grey Goo: Also known as Grey Gu or Grey Mist, is a special apocalyptic scenario in which a large number of self-replicating machines made of molecular nanotechnology that go out of control consume all the biomass on Terra in order to replicate itself, also known as ecological devouring; Once the first sword-wielder in the kingdom of heaven dealt with a gray slime incident caused by a mishandling mistake in the lineage network of the Central Alliance.

+ The events are as follows: During a pedigree experiment, millions of nanoscale robots were released by [Thirteen Branches] to clean up the oil after an oil spill in the Gulf. However, due to a thaumaturgical programming error in one of them, the nanobots no longer only devoured hydrocarbons in oil, but began to devour everything made of carbon. The nanobots destroyed the entire bay, and in less than half a day, the covered area turned into a large desert, and in order to clear the gray slime in the area, His Excellency St. Valentine had to drop a [Arden Spear] through a space-based weapon to destroy everything in the area.

After the incident, the [Thirteen Branches] paid a sky-high amount of compensation to restore the area, and at the same time, the relevant personnel were subjected to both the Heavenly Kingdom and the [Thirteen Branches] personnel, and we found the shadow of [Xin Liezhi] in it.

After this incident, Berlin stopped all nanoscale machine applications, and the direction of research began to completely shift to the field of constructs. ]

[Grey Goo (updated entry version): Subsequently, Terra has also undergone a number of instances of unrestricted self-replication and ecological devouring, including but not limited to: the unrestricted reproduction of specific thaumaturgy, the embodiment of the Mi mother virus, and the mass reproduction of the harmful race created by the Aether Monarch······]

"[Adam], you don't actually have to give me an extension, I don't want to see it."

Xia Xiu stretched out his hand to support his forehead, how much he wanted to come like a child I don't read, I don't listen.

When he usually wants to work overtime for his subordinates, he will always ask [Adam] to show them the expansion content and the updated content of the mission itinerary, and the social animals know that there are some things at work, sometimes you don't want to listen to it because you die, go and see, these extra jobs will most likely not fall on you.

However, the reason why social animals are social animals is because the environment they live in has a very powerful mechanism - you don't listen, you don't watch, but the boss and boss will let you unknowingly observe these important tasks that do not belong to you.

For example, he often asked [Adam] to unwittingly send extensions to the Authority's subordinates, asking them to see the current "thriving" Terra, to boost their work morale and attitude, and by the way, to expand their itinerary planning and give more opportunities to young people.

And [Adam] was a kid who looked a lot like him in every way.

For example, now, in the face of his questioning, [Adam] directly updated a new task to urge him to hurry up and get down to business, and stop fishing.

[Mission diary has been updated-]

[Please kill all demented divers on the shores of Bonifacio.] Once the target has been cleared, please go to the ruins found by the Authority in the Kalki Mountains in Corsica as soon as possible, explore the contents of the ruins, investigate the divinity within, and find a feasible way to clear the clouds-]

"Harm—"

This kid doesn't have to be so like himself.

The blonde youth let out a helpless sigh, and the [Sisyphus] behind him was holding the surface of the builder's exploding head in a special throwing stance.

Sisyphus's legs were slightly apart, shoulder-width apart, his body leaned back slightly, and his hands held the head of the builder close to his chest.

Sisyphus made a baseball throw, his eyes fixed on the row of huge divers slowly approaching in front of him.

He then lifted his right leg off the ground, his knee bent and pointed at his chest, while his upper body rotated slightly to the right, gathering strength for the next throw, a massive twist that rippled in the hand holding the skull, and various kinetic energy began to surge in one direction.

Buzz Buzz –

The air was compressed to the extreme, and Sisyphus quickly swung his right leg forward, his whole body turned forward as if a spring had been released, and his waist and hips began to power the movement.

The Builder's head spun rapidly in his hand as his right arm began to swing forward, while his left arm spread out for balance, spreading like wings on the left side of his body. His fingers gripped the header tightly, and to ensure its accuracy and speed, it wasn't until the last moment that his fingers slid across the surface of the skull, unleashing the punchy throw.

"Everything, Vector Authoritarian—"

"Vector cannonballs!"

Bang!!!!

A brilliant ray of light shot out of the vector cannon at such speed that it was almost rushing towards the target before the human eye could react.

At this moment, the deep divers are moving in a straight line neatly, the eyes in the heads of each deep diver emit a deep blue light, and the eyes are full of undisguised malice and fierceness, the most front row of deep divers seems to sense something approaching this side, and he quickly stretches out his hands to block his head.

Touch!!!

The swift impact of the cannonball pierced through his overlapping arms, shooting straight into the diver's forehead, blasting a gaping hole in flesh.

The sound of bones shattering mingled with the evaporating blood mist in an instant, forming a terrifying harmony.

Almost at the same moment, the divers behind suffered the same fate, one after the other, falling like dominoes.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The vector elasticity of the ejection was huge, and the flesh and blood were like tissue paper in front of it, tearing each skull in succession.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bright red blood and brains splattered everywhere, spraying a residue like a drizzle.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Those deep divers who used to march proudly are now just a string of flesh and blood, and the remains of broken skulls.

The trail of the cannonballs was clearly visible, leaving a bloody hole in the head of each diver of almost the same size, and the flesh and bones around it seemed to be torn apart by a tremendous force, shattered to pieces.

As the vector cannonball passed through the skull of the last deep diver in a straight line, its energy continued to stretch into the distance, plowing a massive scratch across the beach, and then tearing through the ocean and fog with astonishing force.

Amid the thick smoke and smell of blood, those who survived seemed out of place with their surroundings.

Their emotionless, cold gaze had now been completely replaced by deep fear. Each eyeball popped out full, revealing a full white eyeball. The pupils in their eyes seemed to have shrunk to the limit, and only a small deep black dot remained in the middle.

Only then did the diver see the blonde youth standing on the cliff, and the purple-gold terror figure behind the blonde youth bending down to pick up stones.

When the divers saw Sisyphus holding the stone and looking at them, their wild instincts, which were more developed than wild beasts, began to be activated, and their breathing became rapid, and the sound of heavy breathing was particularly abrupt in the air.

A thick mist spewed out of their open mouths, lingering on their faces with the white mist formed by the cold air.

It's going to die!

It's going to die!!

Going to die!!

The bodies of the deep divers also began to tremble subtly.

It was an uncontrollable shudder from within. Their bodies, especially their bare limbs, revealed an irrepressible tension and trepidation.

Behind them, the corpses and bloodstains of their own kind were the remains of their own kind, a slaughter they had never experienced, and the horrific images seemed to make it hard for them to believe their eyes. They were originally tall and mighty and tireless, but now they are like dry grass blown by the wind, unsteadily crumbling.

Run!!!!

They looked around, as if looking for a way out, and the fear had completely swallowed up their original fierceness, and they began to flee the place as if they were scattered.

"Everyone, you have traveled all the way from Lalaye to this side, why are you in such a hurry to go, since you have come, let's enjoy the feeling of lying flat on the beach by the way."

The gentle breeze reverberates gently and magnetically in the ears of the fearful deepdiver, each syllable as if gently caressing the listener's heart.

Then they heard the familiar hum, the compression of the air overwhelmed.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The faces of the deep divers were completely consumed by despair, and a violent roar began to echo throughout the coastline

"Roar—"

A wail not like a human being, not like any known creature, pierced the silence of the night.

It was the cry of a deep diver, and it was so poignant that it was unlike all the sounds of the world.

The wail was low at first, as if coming from the depths of the earth, slowly rising and rising again, until finally reaching an almost piercing sharpness, as if it were gradually swallowed up by despair.

It is a mixture of pain, despair, and fear, making every creature that hears it fearful.

The sound was like a cold finger scratching people's hearts, and it was creepy.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the end, these terrible cries came to an abrupt end with a bang.

They were miserable, painful, and helpless, quietly choked by a pair of invisible hands, and were completely annihilated in the suffocation of despair.

The clouds shrouded in fog left only the silence around and the suffocating sense of fear, and a pungent, almost suffocating smell of blood permeated the air.

Red looks so eerie and chilling in the dim light. In this red, there are other colors mixed in, which are the colors of muscles, internal organs, and bones that have been torn apart.

Scattered pieces of flesh and blood scattered everywhere tell people what happened here.

The blonde youth stood at the highest point on the coastline, his golden eyes staring indifferently at the blood-colored world, the purple-gold incarnation floating quietly behind him, and the stones in his hands had long since disappeared.

"Adam, have someone come and clean up the body."

[Understood.] ]