In fact, when the Spirit Fleet arrived in time, Soshiyang was already considering the post-war affairs. He paid such a great price, especially the fleet that had just improved in the White Holy Temple is now very ruined, and it would not work without recovering some blood. If a tomb ship can be seized intact, even if the internal things are dismantled and exchanged with the Mechanical Cult, it should be rewarded greatly.
"The Giant Sword, the Enemy Exterminates the Enemy, fires torpedoes at the enemy's flagship."
After receiving the order, the torpedo tubes at the head of the two tyrant-class ships immediately shot out more than twenty torpedoes. Soshiyang stared at the torpedoes and observed the reaction of the opponent's warship.
The tomb ship was still in exchange for fire with the Ming Ding Butterfly, but the shaking green energy ball on the central pyramid slowly turned like a giant's eyeball. Then a violent pulse swept across the bridge. The mechanical screams and alarm sounded suddenly, and the torpedoes lost contact directly, flying around like headless flies.
"What a powerful means of interference, it's really difficult to board the other side's ship."
If Soshiyan does not consider other costs, the most direct way is to use the Heart of Light to get close to the enemy directly, but the risk is too great. Even if he goes up, this ancient combat barge may not be able to be saved.
These metal hybrids are not worthy of making him sacrifice such a sacrifice. Traditional means are difficult to deal with, so Soshiyan has to consider some non-traditional means...
"Kayang, is there any way you can send me to that ship?"
When Kayang heard Soshiyang ask him this, he was stunned at first, thought for a moment and replied:
"I can't. The energy used by the space necromancers has a serious interference with the psychic energy... But the harlequins may have a way."
When the other party talked about the clown, Soshiyang finally realized that when Soshiyang refused them to assist in the fight, the troupe leader said meaningfully - you will definitely need us.
They are indeed unique in this small-detailed prophecy.
Fortunately, the clown did not leave. After Soshiyan handed the bridge to Ahasru, he picked up Burning Tian and went to the secret room to find the troupe leader who was humming a piece of ancient mythological song of the spiritual race. At this time, not only was he here, but he also had a black corset leather jacket and a flower jacket. Behind him was a nozzle-shaped device, holding a star-studded short battle, and his face was covered with an elegant figure covered with a reflective silver mirror.
Soshiyan remembers correctly. The position among the harlequin should be called the film and television artist. The name of this person is Vayuri Ma Tuya, who is a person Veronica trusts more. She occasionally whispers ancient songs about the phoenix in the courtyard, but Soshiyan cannot appreciate it.
"It seems that you foresee it, so I won't say anything anymore and send me over."
The troupe leader wearing a grim mask, put his legs together, raised his hands high, formed an exaggerated Y-shaped shape, and sang with joy in Aida's strange rhythm—
The song of sad night moved us, and the trillions of stars told us, the phoenix roared high and smashed the night rock, and you could feel it trembling the stubborn stone. When the metal hungry wolf attacked, you will know that this world is just a night dream on the road to destruction. At the moment of dawn, you finally became the god of death!
The film and television operator turned sideways, rotated the starlight stick in his hand, and a circular portal mixed with laughter and weird music, and a rotating red and white colored colored red and white immediately opened.
After Soshiyang was frozen for a moment, he stepped out and walked in. He was not worried about the tricks these clowns would play, and Kayang was outside the door.
The next moment he stepped in, Soshiyang was in an oval space, where there was nothing, but there were a few starlight, which looked like the interior of a device composed of some kind of spiritual bone.
Just when he guessed that this might be some kind of invisible aircraft of the Harlequin, he suddenly discovered that there was something extra in the space where there was nothing before.
It was a doll, standing on the ground and leaning against the wall, only the size of his palm, but it had a strange appearance, colorful and dressed like a clown, but with an excessively sharp and exaggerated chin and nose, a slightly open mouth that looked unusually treacherous, and the spiral eyes were staring at him, with endless mockery and smiles.
Although you can tell at a glance that it was not a living creature, Soshiyang could feel the other person's sight. Considering that it was the clown who sent him here, it would be easy to guess what this thing represents.
Soshiyang narrowed his eyes slightly and then whispered:
“Western Lego…”
However, the other party did not respond and still stood like a dead object.
One person, one person is silent.
After a moment, Soshiyang chuckled.
"Even if you don't come to me, I will go to you, Asuyan, the Immortal Star Fallen, the Ruins, the Star God, the Battle of Heaven, the Subspace, and... Isa, I have too many things that you need to explain."
Seeing that the other party still did not respond, Soshiyang walked over and bent down to reach out to grab the clown puppet.
But the moment he touched it, the puppet suddenly burst into strange laughter, and then it burst into countless ribbons like fireworks. Soshiyang straightened his waist in anger. Just as he was about to walk away, he suddenly found that there were some black ribbons in these fireworks, which seemed to be formed in Aida language.
Soshiyang looked left and right, and finally recognized four words...
"The King of Darkness..."
This mindless sentence made him frown.
"The King of Darkness? What? It sounds like some demon of Chaos? Or... What does West Lego mean? Remind me? Or mislead me?"
Just as Soshiyang was thinking about what the inexplicable words of Xiao Shen meant, the whole space suddenly shook, and Soshiyang immediately clenched the Burning Heaven.
Within a few breaths, the entire space collapsed, and the fragments of spiritual bones sprayed around in a radial shape, and the rest fell on Soshiyang's body and feet, exposing his position-
Cold, dark, suffocating, full of alien symbols and weird green.
In a trance, Soshiyang seemed to have returned to the place where he thought, or he should have died...
But the sound of metal friction and footsteps in his ears immediately came to his senses. After a glance around, he immediately understood that the clown should have teleported him to a small invisible aircraft. This thing was a one-time thing. After hitting the tomb ship of the space undead, it disintegrated directly. Now he was standing on a large piece of spiritual bone remains, with star-shining fragments within a thousand meters around him.
Faced with the invaders, the fearful deceased responded quickly. Balls of dark green ghost fires were lit up, and hundreds of immortals holding Gauss rifles walked out of the passages in all directions in neat rows, like white blood cells, preparing to extinguish the "virus" that invaded the body.
Soshiyang smiled and held Fentian with one hand. There was no one here, so he didn't need any scruples...
Chapter completed!