The day of life and death of the universe is such a majestic but extremely distant sentence. It can easily be written in stories, plays, and bards' poems. When it is based on myths, legends and heroic stories
When the form appeared in front of everyone, almost no one would have thought that this kind of thing could really happen in the real world, in their own lifetime, and in front of their own eyes.
Tanagus - Holy Spring Valley - New pioneering point, spring of the third year of the New Calendar, early morning, no wind.
Ulanov held the weapon that had just been issued a few days ago and stood on the watchtower outside the settlement at Pioneer Point. His eyes slowly swept over the giant vines growing in the jungle in the distance.
The cold night wind made his mind extremely clear.
The weapon in his hand is a long-range precision firearm that can fire magnetically accelerated crystal needles. Another short-range secondary weapon that can fire magnetically confined plasma is hung on the weapon rack on his thigh. Neither of these two weapons is Drom.
The product of civilization itself, but from the nearest drone factory supply station. Since each development point has become self-sufficient in daily necessities, these supply stations have not been activated for a long time, but their latest activation was to provide local supplies.
Residents distribute weapons and equipment, which many people have never thought about.
The Dromu civilization, which has just become self-sufficient in food, does not yet have the ability to produce modern weapons on its own, so these equipment that can fight against the crazy derivatives must be provided by factory supply stations.
However, for the Dzomu people who have experienced the end of their home planet, virtual arks, and interstellar migration, and are now expanding their territory on a completely unfamiliar planet, meeting challenges has become a survival instinct. The annihilation of the universe and the end of the planet are very important to them.
It's not much different for them. If picking up a gun can save a chance of survival, they will arm themselves without hesitation. As for the source of the gun, it is even less important.
What's more, there is the eldest son Zhuomu watching over this planet in the distant space. As the second son, humans must of course be more fearless.
Ulanov moved his slightly numb fingers and rubbed the cold and hard body of the electromagnetic rifle in his hand. In the past three years, he has been active in various development sites as an engineering technician, engaged in design projects.
He worked with cars, mills, and agricultural tools, but this experience of being on guard with a gun on the edge of the base was not unfamiliar to him. He couldn't help but think of those things he had experienced in the virtual world, and of the people who had not been
In the clearing dream, as a member of the Gray Fox mercenary group, he struggled to survive in a world destroyed by a swarm of nanomachines...
He thought of the gray fox, the female leader with a gray ponytail and cold and powerful eyes. Where is she now? Together with those powerful foreigners, on another battlefield to face the universe
Are you preparing for the ultimate challenge?
The sound of footsteps climbing up the stairs came from behind. Ulanov turned around and saw an unusually tall figure coming to the watchtower. That was Karl, who was a member of the "Grey Fox" in the dream world like him.
After being reborn in the real world, Karl became a farmer and was sent to this new development point with himself to take care of the large farmland on the west side of the development point. But when the goddess conveyed the order and the provisional government summoned combatants,
He stood up like himself and volunteered to become one of the sentinels.
Perhaps we should be grateful for the out-of-control dream world. Many people have experienced countless strange lives in the dream world, and have been infused with a lot of useful and useless knowledge. Although they have to go through a long and painful "consciousness sorting" after "waking up"
process, but it also gave the Drom people countless outstanding combatants.
With the nearly perfect new limbs born from the source blood, and the spirit forged in the dream world, almost every Drom can fight with weapons.
"It's not time to change the guard yet," Ulanov said, looking at the big man.
Karl's voice was a little muffled: "I can't sleep, so come up and take a look in advance."
As he spoke, this usually taciturn strong man raised his head and looked up at the starry sky above his head in a daze.
Looking up at the sky from the Holy Spring Valley, it is easy to find the most eye-catching "celestial object" among the stars in the sky. It is a crystal moon, a super large comprehensive orbital station called the Crystal Core Research Station.
There is a bright red spot in the lower half of this "moon", which is the eyes of the eldest son Zhuomu staring at the planet.
The eldest son, who once lived in symbiosis with his mother planet and accompanied humans day and night, lost his body in the doomsday crash into the sun, but the foreigners re-created a consciousness carrier for him and integrated him with the Crystal Core Research Station.
In the past few years, it was he who remotely controlled hundreds of source blood "holy springs" on the planet Tanagus, returning the souls of the Drom people back to the real world.
Ulanov also raised his head and glanced at the sky. He saw a large number of moving light points around the crystal core research station. Each light point was a smaller space entity: some were battleships and some were space fortresses. He couldn't bear it.
Zhu said: "This planet is an important base for observers. There are a large number of armed satellite groups around the crystal core research station. It should be much safer than other planets."
"The goddess said that the enemy may bypass the defense lines in space and directly attack the mortal world on the ground," Karl said, pointing to his head, "From here, we are the biggest loophole."
Ulanov shrugged: "Whatever, the goddess said it anyway, those who can penetrate into the mortal world are the lowest derivatives. As long as you have a good gun, you can still hit a hole with one shot."
At this moment, a pale golden glow suddenly passed across the sky and flew quickly towards the direction of the pioneering point.
Ulanov subconsciously raised the muzzle of the electromagnetic rifle, but then put it down again. Karl next to him nodded: "It's them."
The golden light arrived in a blink of an eye like a shooting star. Within a few seconds, it came from the horizon to the front of the observation tower. Only after the light group stopped hovering could its true appearance be seen clearly. In fact, it was three Enherian warriors. Their golden armors
There is a radiance of magical energy floating on it, and it looks like it has wings sculpted by light.
It's like something out of a fairy tale.
These foreign soldiers made of light are reinforcements sent by the observers. Frankly speaking, Ulanov was really shocked when he saw these hollow armors for the first time: although the Drom civilization has had goddesses since ancient times,
There is also "supernatural knowledge" in terms of divine magic, but magic, especially undead magic, is quite different from their world view. Using the soul to drive a pair of hollow armor has always been a common practice in Drom's traditional literature.
A classic horror and supernatural routine, it took Ulanov a long time to use "this is actually a robot from another technology tree" as an excuse to be able to face these empty armors calmly.
Compared with facing these scary undead products, the Valkyrie is much more amiable. Although I heard that the "Valkyrie" is actually some kind of undead, at least she looks beautiful...
The three Enheria warriors circled around the watchtower, and then landed at the temporary camp next to the development point. Ulanov returned his attention. He nodded to Karl next to him, indicating that he wanted to
Go back and rest, then walk to the ladder next to the watchtower.
The moment he stepped onto the stairs, he suddenly felt in a trance, and a strange and mysterious picture appeared in his mind:
He saw the stars in the universe extinguish one by one, twisting tentacles and eyes growing on countless stars, huge and blasphemous dark structures lying between the nebulae, slowly tearing the entire world apart, and a wriggling mass of inexplicable matter emerged from
The endless distance above looked down at everything, and in the midst of it all, he was alone, entangled in endless terrifying illusions.
These terrifying scenes in his mind only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared. Ulanov felt himself shaking all over and staggered twice, but the psychological quality he had honed as a mercenary in the dream world made him immediately
He adjusted. He quickly regained his balance and glanced around. In his field of vision, countless large and small spots suddenly appeared on the metal guardrail of the watchtower, and the rifle in his hand also showed a disgusting appearance like rotten meat.
texture, but the satellite clusters in the sky suddenly flashed, and his vision returned to normal.
He raised his head and looked in the direction of Karl. The big man was also looking at him, with fear that had just faded in his eyes, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
"The time has come." They said in unison.
A piercing siren sounded in the pioneer camp in Holy Spring Valley.
rang throughout Tanagus.
It rings in Horleta, in Io, in the agent's home planet, in Colo, and on every ecological planet.
All the protective walls of the Watch Fortress were filled with blue-white light, and the huge variable mechanism slowly opened, revealing the forts and missile launch arrays hidden below. A heavy rain of light beams poured out from every defensive facility in the fortress.
Between the rain of beam bullets, you can see countless flashing light spots, which are the flashes of jump missiles entering hyperspace after briefly accelerating in space.
The artillery fire roared silently in the universe, and in front of the fortress defense line, the dark horizon no longer existed.
The indescribable chaotic space tore apart the horizon barrier, countless wriggling black smoke, twisted frames that did not conform to three-dimensional perspective, and skewed and trembling celestial bodies poured out like crazy abstract graffiti, occupying the entire space, overlooking
covering the entire battlefield.
Pong friends, let me know about the san value test.
"The horizon is open! The target entity can be observed!"
"All weapons are online, the protective wall has entered wartime status, and the Annihilation Spear has begun charging!"
"Derived bodies were observed, the number... is extremely large!"
"The drone swarm has been released, and areas s3 and s4 are under heavy attack!"
"The third fleet of the Guardian Legion has arrived in area s4..."
The command center was as if cold water had been poured into a frying pan, and it was so busy that it was almost boiling. Leah narrowed her eyes in front of the crazy and chaotic images of the universe that continued to fill her field of vision.
"The time has come to say farewell to my old rival..."