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within the dimensional space.

Tyrone Navy, Celestial Engine, Army on Engine, Complete Star God, Three Star God Shards...... In short, all the armed forces in the Tyrone Star Region have poured out.

In the bridge at the very core of the planetary structure of the Celestial Engine, Qin Mo stood in front of the hologram and observed everything that happened on the Dead Field III.

On the surface of Dead Land Three, three Titans are fighting the awakened space necromancers, and their battle will soon come to an end, and the battle will end with the total destruction of the Titans.

Until now, the battle has been fought eleven thousand two hundred and twenty-one times.

The strength of the two sides in this battle no longer matters, what matters is the space-time technology mastered by both sides.

When Diana, who has grown up in the cycle of battle, becomes more and more proficient in the use of mediums, enough to defeat the enemy Necromantic Overlord, the Necromantic Overlord will reset time.

And when Diana is about to be killed, Qin Mo will take the initiative to manipulate the medium to transmit his power to the surface of Dead Domain Three, which is also the time to restart.

The timeline of the entire Tyrone Star Zone has been stopped, and it will remain within ten minutes forever.

The Tyrone army, which had previously been told to set off to support the Titans, had to navigate through dimensional space to prevent the timeline from restarting again and everyone being sent back to the moment they set off.

"Dead Realm Three." The Burner scorned the hologram, "The name is clearly the style of the traitors, I would say...... If your pets know that the galaxy called Dead Realm is the territory of short-lived ghosts, why would they run over to colonize? ”

The Burner turned to look at Qin Mo: "This is stupider than knowing the name of the fraudster and listening to the words of the fraudster." ”

"Dead Realm is the name I recorded, and no one knew that galaxy was called Dead Domain before." Mimicry interjected.

"Well, when I didn't say it." The burner spreads his hands.

The battle on the hologram is still going on.

Diana had found a way to deal with the Underworld Construct by shielding the two wardogs with the Martian Witch's powerful firepower while firing at the Necro Overlord with the Wave Cannon.

The Necro Overlord is then unable to deflect the attack with space technology and restarts time again.

It looks like it's going well, at least Diana can hold out until the army rushes to help.

Even Yao Eun was proud of his daughter, and he stood next to the hologram with the old father's expression of pride in his daughter's bravery and wisdom.

But Qin Mo was not happy, he was very worried, his eyes were staring at the hologram but his attention was not on the image at all, but thinking about something else.

Even the mimicry that can predict the future doesn't know what Qin Mo is thinking.

Mimicry was only when it accompanied this flesh and blood star god in its biological activities, and it could predict what Qin Mo wanted to do next with its experience.

"Actually, there's no need to be so excited." The Burner floated to Qin Mo's side, "It's enough for the three of us to go, we'll teleport to the place and burn the planet and those short-lived traitors to the ground." ”

"A piece of burnt residue, us?" Qin Mo looked at the burner.

"Well, it's me who wants to burn them to slag...... But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that the three of us go down together. Said the burner.

Qin Mo shook his head and denied that he was habitually prepared when facing powerful opponents, and put in all the forces he could invest.

Just like when he "greeted" the Nighthugger Fragment before, he and Mimic went down together to beat up the Nighthugger and grab it, but he still had to bring the Celestial Engine and the Leviathan Iron Mothership.

This is to prevent errors.

Qin Mo insisted on his opinion.

The fleet quickly leapt out of dimensional space and came beyond Dead Realm Three.

"Prepare for battle!" Yao En let out a loud cry and hurried towards his soulless troops.

The other Praetorian guards also teleported out of the bridge to the Celestial Engine Army barracks.

The Blade of the Om Messiah, the Titan Legion, has been performing rituals for a long time, and they will also participate in the war.

While everything was in order, a triangular tomb suddenly appeared in the middle of the galaxy, a small tomb approaching the celestial engine.

When the crypt was bound by a towing beam and all of the Celestial Engine's weapons arrays were pointed at it, a communication request was transmitted to the bridge.

"Pick it up." Qin Mo gave an order to the communications officer.

Communication is connected and images appear.

The image flickered a few times, and a silver rickety figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Traitor!" The moment the burner saw the rickety figure, his anger soared, and the flames on his body became vigorous, causing everyone in the bridge to feel the heat.

"Giggle...... Tarasin slowly paced to the communication equipment in the crypt's sleeping chamber, crutches his scepter, "it looks like you've got a companion, Lord Tyrone." ”

"You're here to support your kind?" Qin Mo asked.

Tarasin shook his head slowly: "No, no, no, if I were here to support Cologne, I would immediately rush to Dead Field III, instead of driving my little catacombs straight to your celestial engine." ”

"Stop talking nonsense, can you get to the point?!"

Complaints are heard from the video.

There is another space necro in the Crypt Chamber.

When this space necronoid walked up to Taracin and knocked it into the corner of the image, Qin Mo saw a ruthless character who was well-known among the space necromancer race.

Astrologer Orikan.

This is a very hardcore prophet.

The power of Orican is not the accuracy of its predictions, but the fact that even if its predictions are inaccurate, it will either go back to the past or anchor the future through a series of high-end necromantic technologies to force the fulfillment of its predictions.

And Orikan could appear with Tarasin in unison, which was simply unbelievable to Qin Mo.

In the stories that Qin Mo is familiar with about the space necromantic race, Orican and Tarazin are sworn enemies.

In the past, Orekan visited the Tomb World of Tarasin and fought with him to retrieve an ancient artifact.

Neither of them is a necromancer who is proficient in combat, and the battle scene is like two shrews tearing each other apart, and Orecan smashes Tarassin's collection while snatching treasures, and the two end up in a lawsuit......

"Dead Realm Three has an artifact from the Death Fears period, and I'm here for it." "Tarasin says it's very familiar with you and can speak in front of you. ”

"Tarasin lied to you, I'm not familiar with it." Qin Mo shook his head.

Hearing this, Orican turned his head to stare at Tarasin and asked, "Then why do you have to come with me?" ”

The two edges of light on Tarasin's face turned and let out a dry laugh: "Ha, ha, your trip is dangerous, I have to protect you." ”

"Come on, you're here for the artifact!" Orecan removed the scepter from his back and slammed it into Tarasine's neck.

Not to be outdone, Tarasin swung his scepter and struck Orecan on the crotch.

Their guards stood aside, hesitating to open fire on their master's enemy, but fearing that their master's clumsy movements would not be able to dodge the shot and be killed by themselves.

The two tore and tore at the same time as the communication video was cut off.

Qin Mo stood in the bridge and waited helplessly until the communication image appeared again.

The corpses of Orecan and Taracin lie on the screen, and the two necromancers who have replaced their spare bodies are temporarily reconciled and stand in front of the communication equipment.

"We hope to go to the Celestial Engine to explain the situation, and then solve this matter quickly and bloodlessly." Tarasin pleaded, "Just the two of us, no guards." ”

Qin Mo nodded in agreement.

He was worried about a bad thing that might happen, and if Tarasin and Orecan could solve it quickly and bloodlessly, the bad thing wouldn't happen.

(End of chapter)