Chapter 1611 Chapter 1607 Moon War (One Hundred and Twenty Three)
Author: Don't say anything sad
Chapter 1611 Chapter 1607 Moon War (One Hundred and Twenty Three)
"I found out that the game that Milia played recently was a bit dangerous. It was the kind of game that children of our time often played. Maybe the children of today also play it, but I'm not sure that modern little brats have any idea about this kind of game.
Hobbies, they have video games.”
Joan's voice broke the silence.
Perhaps it was because she couldn't stand the ambiguous atmosphere that didn't cover her, especially when she was sure that this atmosphere only appeared on Bayonetta's face. She couldn't stand her good friend acting stupid, so she finally
She chose to break the silence. When Bayonetta cast a questioning look, she had no choice but to shrug and began to improvise some mixed truths and falsehoods.
"Don't look at me like that. After all, you have left all the education work to me, right? Among all the people here, I am the only one who has experience in dealing with children... What kind of game is that? Well, just put a stone
Throw it in the air and count to five. In our day we threw knives, but for Millia rocks were already dangerous. I'm pretty sure she'd do it again without human supervision.
In the game, Lara Croft only knows how to walk on the beach or read in the library. If she is not reminded, she will starve to death under the bookshelf. If we don’t want to see a stupid kid with brain damage when we go home, then
Hurry and settle this matter."
"Give her some magic." Bayonetta squinted her eyes and stared at the man sitting opposite her. She gave a very interesting suggestion, "Use finger tricks instead of psychic powers. Someone can do it.
Yeah, after all we all know how nimble his fingers are."
"Now that Milia likes daggers, swords and guns, now you want her to like playing cards and coins?" Joan rolled her eyes. "Should she learn how to taste cigars next time?"
And whiskey?”
"My suggestion is to start with cocktails, such as my favorite cherry martini. She should learn how to identify alcoholic drinks. Although we advocate abstinence, we are not keen on drinking." Bayonetta calmly said
He stretched out a finger and pointed on Joan of Arc's shoulder. "In addition, Milia shouldn't have started learning about ammunition, right? If you don't mind, you can get a standard training manual and laser weapon disassembly and training manual from the Ministry of Military Affairs.
Maintenance guide, as far as I know, the battery of the personal laser weapon is also dangerous."
"Celesa!"
The joke between the two witches did not make the emperor come out of silence. He still frowned and stared into the void.
Abyss, void, dreamland, the ancient Greek poet Hesiod called it Chaos (Χο), which refers to the primitive form at the beginning of the world, meaning empty space. The ancient Roman poet Ovid called Chaos
The concept is further expanded to an internal disordered space, which is closer to the "chaos" in modern words. The names people give to that dimension all reflect its infinite breadth and profound core. Later generations studied the ancient Greek poet Hesiod's
When the Theogony was written, it was often thought that the book was deeply influenced by elements of the Helian mythology of the Hittites in western Asia.
There was more than one scholar who had been visited by the emperor as a student - among them a famous philologist, a British linguist and a classical scholar, a professor of Greek at the University of London, an honorary fellow of All Souls College, Oxford, and a former classical scholar at Oxford University College.
Martin Litchfield Wes, academician and vice-president of liberal arts, said that the Hittites who lived on the Anatolian plateau had long proposed the idea of chaos at the beginning of the world, which was similar to that of the Eastern
The Pangu myths are exactly the same and can be seen as a typical case of the convergent development of myths of primitive civilizations, just like myths all over the world telling the story of the great flood.
Catherine held an eyeball of the priestess Fei Lier, and passed through the scattered remains, severed limbs and dirty blood, and passed through the scalpel-like precise blades of the Praetorian Guards. The knights were so fast that it was difficult for mortals to see clearly.
As she walked towards the portal, Regent Victor von Doom suddenly took a few steps and came to her side. He raised his staff high, and a completely transparent arc-shaped hot white flame instantly exploded, blurring and huge in the air.
The silhouette of the figure was revealed - the guards and knights had no idea what kind of enemy they were fighting. Neither infrared detection nor thermal imaging could outline the details of this figure. Only the crazy psionic detectors could be used to make it more detailed.
A fanatical attitude sounded the alarm. The figure was almost completely invisible.
It is much taller than the Praetorian Guards, much taller than the knights, and even comparable to the portal. The radiance emitted by Catherine and the staff can only burn its skin. Regent Victor von Doom has been guarding against this existence.
, when it appeared, even Victor secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, because he could not be sure whether this existence would appear and prevent the portal from closing. They still knew too little about the dimension behind the curtain.
If humans want to step into that realm and embark on the road to eternity, they must give up their human nature.
Once again, Regent Victor von Doom felt sorry for the Emperor. The price of knowledge was too heavy, but someone had to pay the bill for the survival of the human race, and all they could do was to keep the human race standing until the bill was paid.
At the top of the galaxy, let the cost of paying bills no longer become the dagger that slits human throats.
The knights took the lead in turning their guns to engage the enemy. They used explosive bombs, plasma and melt to shoot at the evil beast that was vaguely visible in the air - every explosive bomb that could penetrate the armor, and the plasma that melted the metal.
The heat and melt disappeared as if they were submerged in the air. If it weren't for the high-frequency cry of pain beyond the range of human hearing from the giant beast, and if it weren't for the huge and fuzzy figure in the air retreating step by step, the knights would almost think that conventional weapons had lost their effect.
As the blazing white flames spread, this etheric entity finally began to reveal its body in the material universe. The giant sword, which was longer than a super-heavy tank, would hit the shield released by the regent every time it was swung down.
A splash of sparks from the shield will leave pits of charred flesh on its body, sizzling with the dirty blood and emitting thick smoke, comparable to the scars burned through by explosive bombs, plasma and heat.
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"I know your true name. Every crime you commit against the human species speaks of your existence." Regent Victor von Doom shouted. He took off his helmet, which was covered with small scars.
His cheeks were filled with excitement, the hood of his dark green cloak was blown off by the supernatural wind, and his long gray hair fluttered wildly. "I will expel you, I will curse you. You will wander forever in another sea of souls."
, will never be able to set foot in this universe. Destiny only reveals the ending, but does not write the process."
"Humble mortal!"
The giant beast roared, and the breath of violence filled the air.
Victor von Doom pinched an eyeball. The incantation engraved on the eyeball that the beast obviously recognized, because that was its true name, was written in words transcribed from the sounds that built this universe. It didn't
Thinking that the mortal in front of me actually possesses this kind of knowledge. "I curse you in your name."
"You actually know the truth! You will die too!"
"Maybe, who knows if you don't try?"
Seeing that the giant sword was temporarily unable to break through Victor von Doom's shield, the giant beast immediately flapped its bat wings and turned its direction. The knights did not even react. The sword was burned by white flames and emitted thick smoke.
The semi-invisible giant sword was slashed from mid-air. A knight barely raised his shield to block it, but the powerful force not only chopped the shield into pieces, scorched the ion shield and shocked him, but also smashed the knight into a ball of metal and flesh like a war hammer.
mixture.
Apalixia felt that she could smell the coppery smell of genetically modified blood through the breathing grille. As the blood-stained giant sword was swung horizontally, the furious Apalisha immediately rushed over and used all his strength to execute
The battle ax hit the tip of the giant sword, forcing the giant sword to change direction and lift upwards. After doing all this, he felt pain in his arm muscles like tearing, and the electronic muscle bundles and spinal exoskeleton also continuously sounded alarms.
The other two knights rushed forward, using shields and chainswords to block the edge of the black giant sword. Apalixia saw in the team's command link, the medical systems of the two knights issued warnings, and their spines were violently broken.
, the spinal nervous system was completely destroyed.
Constantine rushed forward, and then other guards followed his footsteps and rushed towards the invisible beast. Compared with the surprise of the knights, the guards showed no emotion at all. They had already seen this before.
A powerful ethereal entity possessing the abilities of an alien.
The sacrificial ritual in the wizard tower of the Kimilian clan allowed it to project part of its consciousness into the material universe. All the killings in the Battle of Attilan and the final sacrifice of the cult group opened the portal, allowing it to rely on Maximus and
Black Bolt came to this world. In the end, at the expense of the souls of the last two heirs of the Attilan royal family, he stuffed his too powerful soul into the material universe.
The Praetorian Guards immediately began to lay siege to the knees of the great beast.
Constantine used the spear given by the emperor to cut off the behemoth's knees, forcing it to lose its balance. The Praetorian Guards did not line up as closely as the knights. They scattered as soon as they contacted the enemy, and some cooperated with the knights.
The fire support forced the behemoth to lose its balance and expose more attackable parts. Needless to say, every soldier knew that they must cover the unprotected Regent Victor von Doom. This was something they could not understand.
The spell that made the regent vomit blood must be a key factor in tactical victory.
Catherine didn't swing her sword at the demon, she had more important things to do.
Tita and other battle sisters stayed close to her, holding the priestess hostage while trying their best to kill the ether aliens rushing towards Catherine. They surrounded Catherine, who was exuding divine light, and rushed to the portal, who
She also drew out the long sword given by the emperor and fought hard to kill. Sometimes the enemy was close at hand, and her sword edge would even sink into the portal, killing the etheric entity aliens that had not yet arrived in the material universe.
"We will meet again, sisters." Catherine walked into the portal and said to the battle sisters, "The loyal ones will meet in his kingdom."
As if receiving some kind of guidance, the two witches looked in the same direction at the same time.
This assault transport craft was flying at high altitude, sandwiched between the dark void and the atmosphere reflecting blue light. This was a sudden intuition, a strong sixth sense unique to psykers. The witch's gaze seemed to be able to penetrate
Through the body and armor, they looked at the moon floating in the void. Although they did not have the prophet-like farsightedness of the Emperor or the Kama Taj Planetary Defense System, they were extremely sensitive to the changes in the moon phase. At this moment, they felt
When it comes to the psychic explosion on the moon, their focus of sight is below the horizon, which is the precise position of the moon.
"This psychic burst will provide us with cover. Even planetary defense systems will not be able to detect us."
If a psyker with second vision looks down at the Earth, he will find that at the moment when the psychic energy from the moon explodes, three giant round shields composed of complex three-dimensional geometric figures and burning orange-red sparks flash past, completely covering the Earth.
Completely wrapped in it, the energy of the psychic burst is blown into the void and disappears, just like the earth's magnetic field that resists violent solar wind particles.
"That's just one factor, not the whole story."
Bayonetta thought for a few seconds before remembering that he was answering a previous question, to which he had responded with silence. The only explanation did not fully explain the necessity and urgency of the Battle of Attilan.
Bayonetta raised her eyebrows deliberately.
"I didn't realize that the doctor on this plane had such superb skills." She looked at Dinah, "Hurry up and get him a bottle of whiskey. Ideally, he's the smartest when he's tipsy. I mean.
It’s not intelligence.”
"The portal has been closed, but I don't know if this is a wise enough decision. I can use that portal to gain more benefits, but at the same time I have to take greater risks in the game. After considering the possibilities, I
Given the sunk costs, I made the most conservative choice.”
"You mean the relationship between the portal and the Supreme Mage?"
"Yes, Theresa, you have always been sharp." The emperor said, "I finally decided that there will be only one enemy in a war."