Chapter 1260 Thousands of threads converge into one point
"This is a very vivid sample of idealism."
"My lord?"
Constantine looked at the emperor's face, but being one position behind, he could only see the long black hair bound by the golden laurel leaf crown. Then, he saw everything that happened on the battlefield of Attilan Star Castle.
During the battle, he saw Inhuman civilians hugging their families and crying under the flames falling from the sky. He saw mortal soldiers in black void combat uniforms gritting their teeth, cursing in a low voice while changing the magazine of the laser rifle. He saw the Emperor
Putting his hands on the shoulders of the Inhuman civilians to calm their fear, he saw the Emperor reaching out to pick up the laser battery dropped by the mortal soldier and stuff it into the latter's hand.
The guards commander has become accustomed to the emperor's approach. Sometimes verbal communication is an inefficient way of communication.
This is a state similar to sleepwalking, in which the flow rate of external time and the time of the material universe are not consistent.
The scene Constantine saw extended all the way down. He saw black flames burning on the deck. Following the emperor's footsteps, those malicious entities from the etheric plane turned into steam and disappeared without realizing it. He saw
A priestess wearing a blood-red robe, with mysterious symbols engraved on her beautiful face, held up the miniature spark plug of the Star Castle's secondary energy source, which was actually a nuclear fuel rod, and addressed a group of poor people at the bottom with extremely severe genetic mutations.
The commander of the guards listened expressionlessly to Priestess Fei Lier's declaration to the mutants, without any thoughts in his heart, because these cultists were just secondary targets on the extermination list - but he still discovered an anomaly -
—On the dim bottom deck, in addition to the nuclear fuel rod in the hands of the priestess as a light source, there are other passive lights illuminating the pilgrim team. The guard commander knew that they were now between the dimensions of reality and illusion, using a
Looking at every corner of the Attilan Star Castle from a perspective beyond time and space, the emperor pulled in starlight as illumination, but this did not explain why he heard another language spoken by the priestess. That was the legend.
The language that existed in the Tower of Babel, that incomprehensible language, whispered in the ears of the praetorian commander in a threatening tone, but Constantine only found that voice annoying.
"These cultists want to go through the portal and enter the etheric plane." Constantine made a judgment based on his own knowledge. He realized that if he followed this group of cultists, they would be able to find the specific location of the portal. "This
Will it have any impact on strategic objectives?”
"Maybe, or maybe not." The emperor replied, "In any case, the influence that this group of cultists may have has been far away for thousands of years. They are not important, what is important is the operating logic of this organization. You should read Ke
Through the development history of various sects within the empire, one can recognize the original philosophy of this sect."
Constantine was not surprised that the emperor could see things thousands of years into the future.
"It's different now."
"Yes." The emperor sighed thoughtfully, "You can see the development history of the idealist sect, which is no different from the earth. These cultists used their own life experiences to rewrite the myths. They worshiped nuclear fuel rods and worshiped nuclear fuel rods.
Genetic engineering, worshiping the Kree. They don’t know what is behind the portal. In their mythology, the Kree Empire is the kingdom of God behind the portal.”
She walked in front, and Constantine continued to follow in her footsteps.
She did not let the guard commander see the location of the portal, but instead guided him to see other things. Constantine saw a pair of black wings spread out in the narrow passage, and two similar inhuman faces in the layers of steel.
There was a horrifying laughter from under the ruins - it was Black Bolt King Black Bolt, Black Cadet Burt Gang and Maximus. To be precise, it was Black Bolt King Black Bolt, Black Cadet Burt Gang and Maximus.
Maximus' stuff - Constantine discovered that the etheric energy was reshaping their bodies, healing their wounds, and enhancing their strength.
"Devil host." When Constantine opened his eyes again, he heard the emperor say, "They may still preserve their souls, but the results of this spirit-binding ritual require detailed investigation to know. I am not sure about them."
There is a pessimistic attitude towards the question of whether one still has self-awareness.”
Constantine was keenly aware of the similarity in the appearance mutations of Black Bolt, Black Bolt, and Maximus under the influence of etheric energy. They had completely shed their human form, which was mysteriously revealed.
It is of extremely important significance in science - etheric creatures, extradimensional spiritual entities, demons, angels, no matter how you call this spiritual entity, it cannot change the fact that they are just a concept and do not have life in the true sense.
——The imitation of appearance can be classified as idol magic. Constantine also studied related content under the guidance of the emperor, and had a deep understanding of how dangerous the so-called idol magic is.
"Have you dispersed the energy projected from the etheric plane into the material universe?" the guard commander made a judgment. He glanced at Jiaying who was still in the command car and thought about whether this Inhuman race with a low degree of genetic mutation was also part of the plan.
A link. "Is the concept of changing Blackcard Burtgun and Maximus's etheric creature the same?"
"They are too greedy. In this chess game, they can't wait to get more pieces. Chaos, disorder, and self-division are the normal conditions after the wave of waves in the etheric plane. They cannot control themselves because they themselves are chaos.
concept. If we look far enough, we can see that the human race is a part of this cosmic entropy game. We have only one chance to break away from the game and become a chess player. Let them consume themselves, we don’t have much time.
, need to be spent on more important things." The emperor did not continue, but after more than ten seconds, the responses from Master Hamil and Adjutant Nelson came from the communication channel.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The rapid strike force is ready, Your Majesty. Now we are waiting for the report from Captain Apalisha." Adjutant Nelson said, "I dispatched two
The transport plane enters from the Steel Dome, and Captain Aparisha will join us in about fifteen minutes."
"Don't even think about taking away our research results!"
"Fire!"
"Back off!"
The legion sergeant looked at the smashed black iron training cabin with a gloomy expression.
The initiator who released these monsters had his upper body shattered by a bomb, but the awakening process could not be terminated by the death of the Inhuman researcher. The fifth knight team held jump shields and tried their best to resist with thick metal and deflected stances.
Facing the attack of those deformed creatures, compared to the etheric entities outside the institute, every shot of the genetically modified warriors can create expected wounds on the bodies of these creatures. However, just like the senior engineer of the Genetic Biological Laboratory of the Immortal City,
As researcher Sofron imagined, with a large number of genetic samples and genetic engineering technology, the Inhumans created creatures beyond human imagination.
Some kind of huge asexual humanoid creature is even taller and stronger than the genetically modified warriors, but its almost non-existent intelligence and the anger deliberately caused by mechanical implants make it increasingly difficult for this group of creatures used to protect the laboratory.
Even if a genetically modified warrior can kill one in a few seconds, no one knows how many kinds of monsters these Inhuman biological researchers who wantonly conduct bottom-line research have created.
"This is Alpha Primitive." Senior Researcher Sophron wiped the blood splattered from the outside of the spacesuit into the rapid detection instrument. As a researcher who participated in the entire Battle of Attilan, he provided a lot of help to the command, such as
Identify the strange aberrations in the bottom deck of Attilan. "To be precise, they are some kind of upgraded version of Alpha primitives. They also have human race genes."
His words made the genetically modified warriors even more angry.