Looking at the black cube, Okam narrowed his eyes, and the scene of the past came to his mind.
A tall and slender nightmare, with exquisite horns and pointed claws, and slender limbs, circling gracefully in the wind like a god calling for wind and thunder, with a mask of hideous laughter on his face, walking between darkness and destruction, facing the bullets flying like a storm, squinting their weird eyes, and before they reach the white and clean light that they are not physical, they turn them into a burning trajectory.
Even around it, the world seemed to be twisting and rippling, and the whole world was burning—
combustion--
Swallow-
As close as this thing, Okam's armor began to vibrate, his blood seemed to be flowing faster, and his bones seemed to be burning.
He felt the creature's endless emptiness, its hunger for the soul, and its contempt for the basic laws of the world.
Under the dim light, Okam murmured to himself—
"The fraudster...why did you lead me here..."
Suddenly, the hull suddenly became a sudden burst, and the lights dimmed as soon as possible. Okam immediately realized that the emergency power supply was started.
This means that an accident occurred in the energy system.
He immediately put the box back to his original place and hid it, then put on his helmet and walked out of the room, and found a fog faintly in the corridor. At the same time, Zago Ayala found him immediately.
The former emperor son held his swords in both hands and said in a gentle tone:
"What happened."
“Wear a helmet.”
After saying that, Okam came to the bridge, but saw that the crew were either unconscious or fighting each other, and the other soldiers gathered were also confused.
Occam immediately connected the communications of the energy cabin, but there were only beast-like roars and painful screams. Obviously, the situation was similar to the bridge.
Philo Rona also came to the bridge and changed into power armor, but still did not wear a helmet.
He tried to use his psychic energy to soothe the manic mind of the crew, but found that it had little effect, so he turned to numb their nerves and left them all in a drowsy place.
“What’s the situation?”
Okam looked at the wizard, but the other party just shook his head.
"Not witchcraft."
"Not witchcraft..."
Occam noticed the vague mist in the air, so he thought of a possibility. He immediately moved the idea to increase the output power of the automatic sensor, projecting countless intricate runes and messages on the retina. He quickly browsed the vast sea of data, and processed every piece of data at a speed faster than the built-in meditation engine of the armor.
The large string of runes was instantly explained, and the raid commander reassembled the lengthy data link in the blink of an eye. Detailed information about the molecular mass orientation and reconstruction in the surrounding space was displayed in front of him. In the artificial atmosphere made of more than ten ingredients around, a chemical preparation attracted his attention.
In an instant, Lord Alpha realized what was going on and quickly searched through his memory for information recording the hallucination weapons of the Spiritual Clan.
"Psychological hallucination gas?"
Okam murmured to the final conclusion and put away the exact and clear data file in front of him.
"Adjust the air conditioning system for armor!"
Okam gave a loud order to the communicator.
"It's a hallucinogen disguised as water vapor, open the air valve and filter it clean!"
While giving orders, Okam adjusted the environmental system in the armor. Since the enemy can release poison gas in the ship, it means that they have quietly invaded the ship, and under the noses of a group of alphas.
Based on his years of experience in dealing with aliens, there are not many forces in the Spirit Clan who can do this.
The clown is just like this group of people.
"It's the harlequin invasion, the expellers, guard the bridge and wait for the poison gas to drain-"
boom--
Suddenly, a loud noise under the deck made the entire hull shake, and at the same time, a large number of warning lights began to flash, dyeing the space red.
The dimensional blacksmith, who had been connected to the ship's meditator array, immediately shouted:
"Someone is destroying the reactor!"
“They want us to stay here.”
Okam sneered and said to the dimension blacksmith:
"Closing all reactors, activate the energy tank defense mechanism, and using backup energy."
"yes."
On an Alpha ship, traps are everywhere, even in the energy tank.
With the control of the dimensional blacksmith, all the inlets of the energy compartment were closed, and a large amount of toxic and corrosive gases were discharged into it, erasing all life.
At the same time, all the Alpha warriors found their own hidden places, their eyes widened, alerting to the darkness around them.
"Western Lego, West Lego, the sky is dark, and the night is approaching..."
Suddenly, accompanied by a gentle singing voice, a group of light and agile aliens flashed under the dim light, jumping through the shadows.
They were dressed in colorful feathered clothes with absurd colors, like a group of weird clowns wearing smirk masks, performing a big show.
When they pulled out all kinds of guns, the graceful and gorgeous shooting turned into a dramatic elegant repertoire, with fancy and graceful dance poses, and chanting improvisational poems that humans cannot understand with a sweet laugh of ups and downs.
These aliens flew up and down in the air at extremely fast speed, and even Occam could not see their figures clearly. The afterimage of petals dragged out from behind with dreamy movements shone with a colorful light like crystal prisms, like carnival confetti floating around.
There are even seven-colored rainbow lights surrounding them, swaying and deforming as their dance steps, twisting and whirling.
"For the Emperor."
Okam calmly spoke the slogan he had fought for for the rest of his life, and then pulled the trigger of the Seiko explosive pistol.
More than 30 expellers did not need any command and spontaneously quickly reorganized into a team of five people, and held up the explosive rifle in their hands, leaning on the bunker, leaning at the spirits with breathtaking accuracy.
The rain of bullets disrupted the pace of the spirit races, forcing them to flicker and move in the sound of the explosive bombs, but it also made their tactics become more and more wild. While constantly shooting with star dart guns, spraying out single-molecular projectiles, making a poisonous hissing sound in the air, and throwing plasma grenades hanging around their waists, raising clusters of colorful bright lights between the bridges.
But the Alphas responded with extremely efficient tactical measures, while performing alternating firepower covers, and constantly shifting between the bunkers, which made the plasma grenades not very effective.
On the contrary, those clowns lost the cover of the ecstasy method, and their thin armor had no power to resist the explosive bombs. Even if they were quick to move, they could not avoid all bullets.
In just twenty seconds, they left behind more than a dozen smoky corpses emitting blue smoke.