RNP Chapter 435: Work Subcontracting is Not Advisable
Chapter 435: Work Subcontracting is Not Advisable
The crystal spear pierced into the largest, brightest, and most majestic data core in the tomb space.
With the blessing of psychic energy, the spear that should have been indestructible and could easily destroy the dynasty's data core could only penetrate a few inches and could not go any further.
The Phoenix Lord tried several times but failed. He then made up his mind and forced his spiritual energy to blast a hole in his spear, regardless of the life of the spear.
His hand paused, and his center of gravity suddenly lost balance. The psychic array in the spear ran uncontrollably at an overspeed. Inario felt as if his hands were welded to the spear, and the psychic energy in his body poured out like a flood, unable to be suppressed.
Belshana saw this and intended to rescue them, but as the thought emerged, his spiritual energy crossed the space and merged into the spear, and their figures naturally froze in place.
The influx of excessive spiritual energy caused the obelisk to glow with layers of green lines, invisible air waves whistled through, and several unfortunate elves were torn into bloody mist in the air.
In just a few breaths, the Phoenix Guards' spiritual energy was exhausted. Their tall, slender yet strong bodies shriveled up the moment their spiritual energy was exhausted, leaving only a thin layer of paper-like skin.
The dragon tamer closed his eyes and calmed down. With the mentality of "kicking Inarion and Belshana away", he launched an attack and finally rescued his two old friends.
"Thanks…"
Before he could finish his words of thanks, a spatial rift opened silently behind Caledo, and several Death Mark assassins stepped out, raising their guns and shooting.
In a flash, the Phoenix King had no time to explain, and they were too exhausted to provide support. However, the Dragon Tamer saw the faces of his teammates and understood everything. He held up his own shield, smiled bitterly and said, "Go."
The nerve crushers fired at the same time, and the plasma balls with fluorescent tail flames smashed the shield and broke the armor.
Green spider web patterns appeared all over the dragon trainer's body, and he fell limply.
The two Phoenix Lords reached out their hands at the same time, and then withdrew their hands at the same time. There was no need to save him anymore.
His physical strength was exhausted, his spirit was so damaged that he felt a little dazed, there was no way to replenish his spiritual energy, and he was in the enemy's core territory.
Boom~Boom——
After two volleys, the last Phoenix Lord fell. In his last moments, Aenarion saw an assassin approaching them with a gun.
"Don't blame me, I'm just doing my job, you guys are excellent...
Your story shouldn't have ended here, but unfortunately, you won't get to see the Necrons kill the Star God again.
Thank you for your efforts, and...good night."
After another shot, Inarion's consciousness fell into darkness.
. . .
"Master control protocol is collapsing, requesting activation of repair protocol."
Requests for support were sent continuously, but Szalak ignored them and ignored them.
As one of the ultimate creations obtained through cooperation with the Star God, the Master Control Protocol is not so easy to destroy.
The underlying logic of the Necrons does not support destructive actions at all, and other races would have to pay an unimaginable price just to find out their location, let alone destroy it.
Even if you know the location, what can you do?
The master control agreement is bound to many timelines, and Szalak has the help of the star gods. Even if other star gods want to take action, they cannot destroy it in a short time.
If you want to destroy this thing, you can only rely on tacit cooperation among multiple parties.
“Changyuan, that’s amazing.
What the Zhendan Dynasty hadn’t finished was actually completed by the second generation of Dragon Emperor…
What’s even more interesting is that the second generation Dragon Emperor is actually a Star God, haha.”
The voice of the King of Silence was filled with loneliness and helplessness, and many Dharma Emperors also didn't know what to say.
Changyuan is not simply a long wall built across the sea of stars.
It perfectly separates the subspace and the material universe, including the ghost wind field and the physical side subspace within the material universe (this thing really exists and is used to separate different material universes in the GW setting). The timeline is also stripped out and a new self-loop is formed within the wall.
They lost the protection of the existing future...or were harmed, and gained an unknown future - or perhaps a predetermined future written by higher-dimensional observers.
[Why is this egg moving?]
It seems that too many Eldar have died, but can premature babies be of any use?
I am not afraid of anything else when using child labor, but I am afraid that when this thing dies, the work cannot be done, and then it will be over. 】
The shell of the egg had softened, and it was obviously stimulated by something and reacted very violently.
It was also the first time for Szalak to hatch eggs, and they were eggs from a subspace construct, so much of the data from the Undead Dynasty was of no help.
What's more, the collapse of the Master Control Protocol is still continuing, and it cannot abandon the foundation of its own race for such a thing.
"Green boy, go ahead!"
Professional matters should be done by professionals, and Kamaoka was temporarily hired as a strong man.
"Eh, no... I'm ***"
The orc boss felt his head buzzing. If you are going to do something, you should at least tell me in advance so that I can be prepared. How can you find someone to be a temporary babysitter?
Also, what to do with the eggs?
Can it help break the shell?
If I help, what will I do if I am weak? If I don’t help, what will happen if I suffocate to death?
When the main brain was overloaded, Gaoka had an idea - I have a plan!
This thing was made by the Eldar. If they can create the Pantheon, they can definitely deal with this egg!
So I just slapped my head, passed the ball, and gave the Pantheon an egg!
The moment he threw it, Maoka kicked directly into Gaoka's forehead.
"What are you doing, you bastard?"
"Are you a tiger?"
“You tiger!”
After being beaten, Gaoka didn't waste any words. He jumped up and fought with Maoka.
Laughing God: What's the 13 movement?
boom--
The psionic eggs smashed into the vast hall of the Pantheon, the flying fragments nailed into the pillars, and the most important egg rushed straight towards the center Optimus Prime.
At this moment, Xi Gaoqi only regretted that he did not have enough time to grow a few more pairs of legs. He usually paid too much attention to agility and could not increase his straight-line speed.
Oh, you ask Elsa.
There are only these two in the Pantheon. The God of Laughter is busy running away, so how could he have the time to greet her?
Do you really think it is still the same as before when all the gods ruled together?
The egg slid along, like a great bowling ball, sending the office area of the Eldar gods flying.
The sound of ping-pong and clanging has a unique beauty.
Tear—
There was a sudden sound of rags tearing, and the egg, as expected, cracked after a collision.
[Those two mushroom spirits did it on purpose... I am also stupid. The orcs are so silent and stable that I overlooked their cunning and treacherousness...]
Szalak hesitated to speak. What was supposed to happen had already happened. What could he do?
The egg is already broken. You can either hatch something out of it or fry it for wine. There is no such thing as sewing the shell shut and remaking it.
Psychic energy surged out, and in the eyes of the orcs, it looked like strong and muscular arms.
To humans, it is a hand with long nails stretched out, and the forearm is delicate and slender, with a breathtaking beauty.
But in the eyes of the Necrons, it was just another tide in the sea of souls.
As for the Eldar... What about such a large Eldar tribe? One, two, three... How come the whole family has 40,000?
"Six hundred and sixty-six! This feeling of being born is so exciting!"
The first words of the new tide almost gave Szalak a heart attack. If he hadn't watched the whole process, he would have thought that Zhang Lingyou was playing on his behalf...
But the little chaos that was struggling to get out did not feel very good. The feeling of suffocation made it painful and happy. Its pronunciation was clear but weak, just like a drowning person who desperately wanted to grab a life-saving straw.
Thinking of this, it said: "Grass, I want grass..."
. . .
The attack methods of the Obelisk can be referred to the Empathy Annihilation Rod. Anyone with the same thoughts and intentions will be attacked.