At the same moment, somewhere in the upper space of the ancient ship, Earl Black Moon, who was running all the way, re-passed through the aquarium just now, bypassed the biological laboratory and active warehouse in the ship, and passed through the back cabin where he had never been.
area, taking a long and winding road.
If it had been anyone else, he would have been completely fooled by this time. However, Earl Black Moon is an experienced gentleman after all, and the route on the scene is already the basic control engraved in DNA. The ancient ship is responsible for the internal affairs
The structure has already formed a clear spatial three-dimensional structure in his mind.
He knows that he should be in the uppermost structure of this ancient ship now, which carries the main transportation functions and life and leisure functions of this ancient ship. The passage he is currently in is quite spacious, enough to be in the most prosperous place in the Tianyu.
It is the main road in the space city with the most dense flow of people. The passage leads all the way to the topmost bridge, and the other end is divided into branch roads. One side connects the working area and the engine room on the lower floor of the ship, and the other side is like a spider web and the most important part of the ship.
The outer corridor is connected to the dome ecological garden.
He was running like this on this wide main road, and from time to time he would make very neat and graceful dodging movements to avoid the energy cannons fired by the bionic people behind him.
Of course, with the fighting prowess of this psychic thief who has been famous for hundreds of years, nothing happened. She was like a tough and agile willow leaf, dancing in the strong wind. She seemed to be surrounded by dangers, but in fact even
No matter how violent the wind was, it would not be able to harm him at all.
However, he was still unable to get rid of the androids behind him who were dancing with blades and emitting energy waves of various attributes.
After all, they are a group of androids who can cosplay the Eighteen Bronze Men, and they are also the androids worn by the ancient enlightened beings. They are very fast, and of course they are very familiar with the environment of the ship. They can even rotate through walls.
He used other novel methods to take shortcuts, catching Earl Black Moon off guard several times.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, the Earl suddenly discovered that the balanced field covering almost the entire ship had failed, and he could freely use psychic techniques again.
This is the best news. It means that Yu Lian and the "Grey Fairy"'s team have made good progress. Now, all he needs to do is hold off these androids and wait for victory.
...Of course, lying down and winning is not in line with his style as a black hero. If possible, she certainly hopes to give Yu Lian or Master Lan outside the ship another move.
Just when Earl Black Moon thought he might have to hide with these ancient dolls for an hour or two, he suddenly heard footsteps appearing on the opposite side.
This is not the infinitely close to silent footsteps of the bionic man, but it is clearly the sound of the anti-gravity impact pad that comes with the humanoid mecha. Although it is generally gentle, it is somewhat cumbersome and unnatural.
Is there an unexpected surprise?
Earl Black Moon did not hesitate at all, and accelerated his pace in that direction. In less than half a minute, she saw more than twenty three-meter-tall armored giants showing their presence at the fork in the aisle.
The shapes of those armors are majestic and the lines are elegant. They are more like works of art than weapons. The wide area flowing on the surface of the armor is not just the reflection of light, but is clearly the mysterious spiritual halo.
It was a crimson-type heraldic machine equipped by the empire to the first-line astral knights. Earl Black Moon had to admit that he was very familiar with this mecha for knights, and he immediately felt a great sense of intimacy.
Probably because there were many targets in front of them that were difficult to distinguish from friends and foes, the pursuing androids stopped immediately, stood there and began to observe secretly. Earl Black Moon also stopped, resting while shouting to the knights Shouted: "Help quickly!"
Of course, he used the ordinary voice of a middle-aged man who has experienced vicissitudes of life, which is the type that will be forgotten if you listen to it without recording.
The astral knights looked at each other, a little confused about the situation. Then, several people subconsciously turned their heads and looked at a knight standing in the second to last row of the crowd.
This must be the leader, right? Earl Black Moon thought. He could feel that this person's strength should have just broken through the third ring, and he was not too old. The Star Knight was not good at, or did not bother to hide his strength, nor did he This should be the actual strength of this person.
He is mediocre in strength and young, but he can serve as the talker among a group of astral knights. Excluding the reasons of seniority and family, there is only one truth.
"Colonel Yeager Soback, at least in this environment, we should be allies. Duke Sadolan and Zhenren Lan have put aside all disputes and worked together to defend against the enemy. I think you should make the same choice. "Earl Black Moon said.
"Excuse me, are you..." Sobak looked at the other person up and down. You have a medium build, a medium height, an ordinary power suit, and a mask with no sense of design to cover your head and face. Your sense of existence is infinitely close to zero. .
He doubted that if he hadn't spoken first, he might have ignored the other person.
Yeager Soback really didn't recognize this featureless masked man. More importantly, the heraldic machine AI had already connected to the military database on the ship, but it couldn't tell him the answer.
This is a bit scary to think about.
Before Sobek could get frightened, the masked man replied: "I'm Black Moon."
There seemed to be a slight commotion among the knights, but because they were all in full armor, they didn't hear the sound of anyone sucking in air conditioning.
They were still silent and did not make a decision right away. However, I waved my hand as the leader and heard a smooth friction sound. Three machines over two meters high and moving on three-dimensional rollers came from behind the crowd. Rolled out.
These robots opened the armor plates on both sides, and immediately revealed two blaster machine guns and four hive missile bays. The magazine opened to reveal pointed warheads, painted blue, and clearly visible on them. The logo of ionic salt is stamped on it.
This is the DX-883 Destroyer armed machine platform, an automatic robot designed to provide fire support to the Astral Knights. Its internal energy core is very close to that of the heraldic machine, relying on alchemy rather than scientific production, so He can still maintain the supply of energy weapons with his current small body.
The three robots aimed their blaster machine guns at the aisle in front. They did not aim specifically and blocked every inch of space. At the same time, the 192 ion salt hive missiles they carried had also locked onto Earl Black Moon and Earl Black Moon.
Those androids at the back don't look like friendly units.
"Duke Sadolan and Mr. Lan Jiufeng are in a bitter battle. We need to control this ancient ship as soon as possible. No one knows where the central room of this ship is better than me." Earl Black Moon stretched out two fingers and pulled.
"Knight, you don't want the news to spread that your grand leader is being forced to fight by robots, right?"
The leading knight, who should be Colonel Yeager Soback, hesitated for a second, and then made a fist pump.
The three robots blasted out more than fifty pencil-sized hive missiles in an instant. However, these tiny but powerful missiles all passed over Earl Black Moon's shoulders and all hit the target.
Four androids swooped over on their hands and feet.
At the same moment, on the space battlefield outside the ship...
"Hey, old guy, we seem to be cornered by a group of robots!" Lan Jiufeng used his energy to send a message to Mr. Sadulan opposite.
At this time, Lan Jiufeng was still riding this large skateboard-like "Flying Sword", exposing his body to space radiation and vacuum environment. But not only was he not affected, but he was sinking on the Flying Sword.
He raised his body and controlled the flying sword with his waist, legs and hips, as if he was surfing in a hail of bullets.
This scene is indeed very pretentious, but it is also very hateful. At this time, dozens of triangular ancient robots have regarded him as the most threatening target and are pursuing him. Lan Jiufeng shuttles between dense energy bombs
There is indeed a sense of danger in the scene.
In comparison, there are only seven or eight robots that are besieging the golden armored colossus, which is already very polite.
So, while Duke Sadolan was fighting with the robot, he still had room to laugh: "Old guy, it's your desperate situation, not mine! If you just go like this, I will send you the best wreath,
By the way, I will also host your funeral."
"Isn't this old boy of yours just good at talking?" Lan Jiufeng burst out laughing: "I'm naturally in a bad situation, but what about your subordinates? Little Sazi, you don't want to trust your subordinates either.
Did your subordinates die in vain?"
At this time, except for the troops that were besieging the two bosses, the rest of the drones had already left the battlefield and were ready to attack the weak, innocent and pitiful Imperial fleet over there.
Duke Sartolan snorted coldly.
Of course, he had discovered this scene a long time ago and could not have let it go. The reason why he said that just now was naturally to get some verbal advantage.
As a result, the Grand Commander who was standing on the bridge of the Chunyu also took a step forward, and his body turned into a disembodied ghost, easily passing through the constraints of the bridge and melting into the package.
In the shadow of the god on the battleship.
In an instant, the shadow of the god-man expanded again, completely condensing from spiritual energy into a tangible entity. This huge golden body took a domineering step, got rid of the shackles of the battleship, and stepped into the void.
middle.
He was still growing and soon turned into a majestic giant statue thousands of feet tall.
From a distance, He looked like the god who created this universe, vigorously dancing his arms holding swords and spears. Every time he waved the divine weapon in his hand, it seemed like a helium flash.
Enshrouded in the bright light that was like the fission of stars, the triangular ancient battle robots that were preparing to attack the distant battleships were swallowed up on the spot without even a chance to dodge.
The sudden strong light even affected nearby warships. The officers and soldiers on the ship clearly heard the intensive and continuous sirens on the ship. This was because the ship's shield was under tremendous pressure. Not only that, the strong
The light even shone on the bridge, making the officers and soldiers almost unable to open their eyes, and causing more or less interference to the information terminal and control center.
The officers and soldiers of the Empire and the Community felt that if the light-shielding armor and energy reactive shield of the bridge had not been disabled, both the crew and the warship would have been deprived of vision by the strong light.
At that moment, they all forgot that they were just doing "archaeology" and that they were at the scene of the Grand Fleet's decisive battle, and that was nothing more.
Of course, this giant statue of the god had indeed lured away all the ancient robots. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the battleships quickly rolled and crawled away to a safe distance.
By this time, the officers and soldiers on both sides knew that the battle that followed was no longer something that "mortals" like them could intervene in.
Unless they're flying a Titan.
It was only then that the officers and soldiers of the Spring Rain discovered that Duke Sartolan, who had been on the bridge, had disappeared.
"This is a normal operation. That godly man is the true form of the Duke." The captain was very calm. After all, he has been assisting the Knights all his life. He has seen too many magic tricks that appear to be saints in front of people, and he has long been used to it.
No wonder.
However, for ordinary people, the scene that follows is too shocking. Looking through the porthole, the golden-armored god standing in the void, like sunlight gathered together, is surrounded by stars. In His presence
Against the backdrop of his figure, the green and blue planets not far away, and even the sun of this galaxy, are nothing more than decorations in the courtyard of God created by Him.
Even the most staunch materialist can hardly suppress the shock and awe in his heart when he sees this scene. Many officers and soldiers on the imperial battleship are already worshiping with tears in their eyes, acting like all religious fanatics.
As for the Scarlet Throne, even among the best crew members in the community, most of them inevitably have weak knees and trembling bodies.
Even Lieutenant Colonel Kong Qingyu, an old captain who had seen strong winds and waves, was shocked speechless for a while. He was indeed well-informed, but this was also the first time he witnessed the "half-circle of the Eight Rings" in person.
A scene where God takes full action.
Are we really the same kind as this kind of existence? He couldn't help but wonder.
At this time, a shout was heard from the bridge: "No kneeling!"
Everyone looked for fame, but saw that the gunnery commander, Major Ina Sirica, had stood up from his seat. "The emperor of the empire is not our emperor! We no longer have an emperor! No kneeling!"
The crew members looked at each other in confusion. Although many people did not understand what this shocking scene had to do with the emperor, they still felt that these words were very encouraging, and they subconsciously stood upright.
"That thing, to put it bluntly, is an eighth-level psychic technique called the 'God of War Dharma'. It's not a real god, so it's no big deal."
Kong Qingyu thought to himself that this was the first time I heard that Eight Rings' tricks were "no big deal".
"It's not like no one has used it before. You haven't seen it for real. Haven't you seen the video?" Ina asked again.
Well, the truth is still the same. But all giant objects, whether they are artificial, natural or mystical, as long as they are large to a certain extent, they will definitely have a condescending and divine sense of oppression. Only on-site use of their own
Only by observing it with your naked eyes can you understand it more clearly.
"If you have time to idle here, you might as well think about what we can do! You are all the best naval officers, driving the best battleships in the community. Are you just going to be on the sidelines at the critical moment of this battle?
Do you want to cheer up? Master Lan, the earl, and your captains are all waiting for your support!"
To be fair, Ina's eloquence is average, and she herself is not very good at being a political cadre. However, after all, the crew members on the Throne are all elites selected from the Thirteenth Fleet, and they are all somewhat bloody. As long as they are stimulated appropriately
After a while, morale naturally improved.
As a result, the crew members returned to their posts one by one with high morale.