At the same time, somewhere in the multiverse
Senior Warlock - Skull Wail - Ogosl, listening to the report from the minions of darkness.
Although these minions of darkness were not created by him alone.
In fact, those warriors who look rough and resemble orcs embody many of their organization's core technologies.
Ogosl only provided the technology for the creation of corrupted life for this purpose.
Due to the power of the Warlock in commanding the dark life, Ogosl is temporarily in charge of the army of minions currently created.
Strictly speaking, these minions were considered failures in the organization's original plan.
Therefore, it does not even get an independent name, but is defined by numbers such as TQ.1.17.
In fact, from Oglesl's point of view, he quite likes these violent guys.
Unfortunately, it doesn't have a big say in the organization, and it's always opposed by someone.
Of course, Oglesl also had to admit that the guy next to him who was said to have even stuffed his soul into the host did have some abilities.
Otherwise, Ogosl would not listen to a weak or stupid person.
"It said everything was fine, maybe we made a mistake."
Oglesel looked at the organization members behind him.
He spread his hands and showed his allegiance to this.
"We all know: prophecies are not very reliable."
"Are we really going to give up our plan to conquer a natural forbidden zone because of a baseless prophecy?"
"That is related to the completion of TQ.1.17."
As the warlock spoke, he looked at a certain mechanical head in the room.
He knew that if the other party didn't even refute this.
Then, his attitude will become the attitude of the organization.
However, the other party obviously has no meaning to this.
The light in the mechanical head slowly brightened, as if something was awakening inside.
Not long after, two eye-like haloes appeared in its empty eye sockets.
There was a cold, emotionless voice coming from the miniature sound-generating device underneath:
"Mr. Oglesl, your desire for the natural forbidden zone has defeated your reason."
"You should note that TQ.1.17 Elite Warriors added about the follow-up: 'Two escaped stars appeared in the unknown area...'"
The mechanical head rotated in a circle to show that it was looking around at everyone.
Then, with the Warlock's expression suddenly becoming gloomy, it continued:
"The observation organ of the TQ.1.17 elite warrior is loaded with the most cutting-edge biochemical reconnaissance model that we can currently stably produce and all compressed historical star maps including the natural forbidden zone."
"This means that its grasp of the celestial bodies in the natural Forbidden Zone is objective and accurate enough."
"It can be inferred that these two unknown celestial bodies, which are temporarily defined as 'escape stars', have more than 90% probability of being a huge threat as predicted by us."
The mechanical head's judgment made many members of the organization fall into deep thought.
"So, do we release reconnaissance bloodworms or perform spell anchoring in this area?"
A stooped old man in the crowd with a beard that almost reached the ground suddenly asked.
The warlock looked at the other party with a cold face.
Compared to the mechanical head, he disliked this old guy equally.
The other party was once a powerful monk who broke the precepts.
Later, after a series of taboo modifications, it is impossible to accurately characterize what he is now.
Only warlocks know:
This old guy is the one with the most powerful individual force in the organization.
Standing in such a close place with such a threatening existence, it is understandable that the magician does not like him.
After all, in the beginning, the organization did not require such close communication...
"No, I just tried to conduct a spiritual inquiry on this, but it was interrupted before it was started..."
And at this moment, a certain shadow standing in the corner spoke in an extremely hoarse voice, as if a blunt knife was chopping flesh.
This is the prophetic scholar in the organization.
Judging from his name, he is the most normal guy in the organization.
However, the warlock knew that this guy was the craziest.
Others use the spirit world to inquire, but they will not get into the physical body themselves...
And every time I ask, this guy is missing some parts.
Until now, he has completely become like a shadow.
But it did not weaken because of this, but exuded a disturbing and dangerous atmosphere.
And now, this dangerous guy seems to be having some kind of mood swing.
Is it... restless?
The magician's vagina suddenly tightened.
Maybe it's because of the other person, or maybe his perception is giving him some kind of warning.
At this time, he finally felt the belated movement of the season.
Unknown celestial body?
Some kind of planetary space fleet?
Or is it a small floating city from some of their "old friends"?
The warlock's expression became increasingly gloomy.
At this moment, the magician suddenly received a remote reporting request from the elite soldiers of TQ.1.17.
He is the only one in the organization who has installed this communication system.
After sensing the warlock's communication, the conversation that everyone was having stopped.
Not long after, the magician frowned and said:
"TQ.1.17 encountered an enemy. They were a group of mimic warriors who were suspected to be transformed into unknown advanced fire elements."
It was at this time that the mechanical head finally came to a conclusion.
The halo in its head began to flash:
"Destruction warning! (Level: High Ancient God), Suspected target data determination: ** (Because the target has conceptual-level malicious tracking capabilities, the specific name needs to be downloaded independently by members at their own discretion), the main program is being transferred, please other personnel
Make a strategic shift..."
Before anyone could react, the halo in the mechanical head completely disappeared.
When the magician and others saw this, they no longer hesitated.
How can there be so many simple people hanging around in such an organization?
As an extreme embodiment of order in a certain sense, the mechanical head can directly give up part of the body's resources in the core area of the organization to start the transfer.
It is self-evident how bad the situation has become.
However, at this moment, the figures that were about to teleport away did not disappear as the light of the spell was activated.
"Space is locked."
On the other side, the shadow that originally tried to escape into the spiritual world also emerged again.
Although there are no longer any substantial organs on its face.
But everyone still saw strong astonishment on its face:
"The spirit world...kicked me out..."
It was at this time that the tissue protection system, which had not completely collapsed due to the mechanical head, faithfully heard a piercing alarm:
"It has been detected that unknown celestial-level life in outer space is approaching!"
"Unknown super large spell fluctuation detected, space fluctuation coefficient: 0 (no signal from transmission equipment)..."
The next moment, the protection system projects the monitored image directly into the room.
So everyone could see the scarlet light dot approaching them little by little against the vast background of space...
The warlock suddenly thought of something. He remembered the taboo he had talked about when he was mocking and intimidating a friend of his from the Void Sect.
He glared at everyone and shouted:
"Some of you are colluding with Void?"
"Otherwise, how could that guy find this place?"
A deep fear, like the ice from the lowest purgatory, almost froze the magician.
Precisely because - he knew what they were about to face...
This chapter has been completed!