MTL - Dark Blood Age-Chapter 1834 Demon, heavenly soldiers!

Chu Yunsheng automatically ignored the pseudo-tyrant’s persuasion to surrender again, and continued to read its information—

"They radiate to the starry sky and change numbers, not to tell you how much life they can hold.

This is a coordination system among all war machines. The number emitted by each war machine is its coordination with other war machines. It has nothing to do with you, me, and all the lives under this starry sky.

This number is just to tell other war machines that it has been activated, it is in operation, it currently needs workers, and how many workers it has already acquired.

You heard it right, you, me, all lives, in their eyes, are workers.

Their existence itself is an extremely vast interstellar project. In order to complete them, as far as I know, their builders are suspected to have planted life on a super large scale within the entire galaxy of this super galaxy.

On earth, you should have also encountered some distant offspring who sowed life.

The meaning of their birth is to exist as workers of the war machine.

Although they cannot be capable of building war machines, war machines need to use their living life nature to do something.

Therefore, you will see that the war machine will have an environmental adjustment structure to facilitate the life as a worker to survive better and more adaptively.

The situation of human beings on Earth is quite special. They are the only life that can enter the regulatory structure under normal circumstances, but whether they were also the offspring of some form of workers, such as the offspring of more advanced workers, I don’t know, because they have quite the problem. Complicated, if you are willing to join us, I can show you all the secrets of the earth and mankind that we know.

I tell you this, not just to tell you a secret, but to tell you that you have to be clear about your identity in the war machine at this time. You are only a worker, not a master. Don't try to control it.

As a worker, you are never qualified to control it.

This is the key to whether you can survive in the war machine. Simply put, you must do what it gives you the status of a worker, and violates its definition of you, no matter how you enter the war machine. , Even if you control the environmental regulation mechanism, it will quickly clean you up.

Again, you are a worker, not a user, not a master!

You are not Kiko, nor do you control any Kiko. Any in-depth exploration and understanding of it is a dead end.

I'm sending you three lives, one of which comes from the Kiko ship, a sealed human who left the earth in a formal way, which can help you truly control the environmental regulation mechanism.

You should have guessed the other two by now. They appeared on the earth and mixed into the seeded life offspring of human beings. They can allow you to better complete the definition of workers given to you by the war machine.

If you can see this message of mine while you are alive, then the time you can survive in this war machine will be determined by its needs for you as a worker. If you don’t cooperate, you will be cleared soon. Cooperate, you have to leave after its need is over, otherwise it will still be cleaned up.

The real attack of left-handing on you must be that after its need is over, what I can help you get is this period of time.

I asked Xueyuan Envoy to bring a total of two treasures, both of which can help you escape, and can only help you escape, and you may not be able to escape. Don’t try to use these two treasures to defeat the left-handed spirits, as a user , What is your own situation, you know it yourself.

As for what you want most, I can't help you, so I advise you to give up early.

All of the above help to you will be added to the terms of negotiation between you and me-if you can escape alive. "

The pseudo-tyrant’s message ends here. It is not so much that it is sending reinforcements, it is more that it is sending Chu Yunsheng a way to escape.

It is obviously not optimistic about the upcoming war between Chu Yunsheng and the left-handed spirits, and the suggestion is always to "flee."

It is also not prepared to participate in this war personally.

Its thoroughness to the war machine, especially its role in regulating institutions, sounds reasonable.

If this is the case, the plan for the battle with the left hand must be adjusted.

It sure knows many secrets, but it doesn't know where it hides its base camp now.

While digesting the content of the message, Chu Yunsheng looked at the life in the three liquid balls.

Two of them are the offspring of sowing life as the pseudo-tyrant said. Which two are easy to see. Normal humans can't be so exquisite.

Chu Yunsheng's gaze flicked over these two seeded life offspring, and fell on the last ordinary old man.

A large number of lives from all races have been gathered in Diversity long ago, and the history of all races has been preserved in detail, which naturally includes human beings on the earth.

From the clothes of this man, it can be clearly judged that he was probably an official of the Eastern Song Dynasty in the history of the earth. It can also be roughly judged that he was directly sealed up at the time, and he still kept the original state of the ground, as if An ancient living fossil.

Chu Yunsheng asked the Shell Man Bing to unblock it. If the hypocrite did not lie, then this earthly male would be the only "legal" human being here and now.

The importance is self-evident.

Chu Yunsheng's request was within the scope of Bing's mission, and it immediately executed it, unblocking the liquid ball in the way its teacher left it.

The moment the liquid ball was unsealed, the old male Earthman seemed to suddenly come back to life, his face still continued the tension he had when he was sealed, and the calmness he forced under panic.

He even continued the words that he was crying out when he was sealed up: "—Guardian Queen Mother! Guardian Queen Mother! Enchanted, you dare, I am Da Song-?"

He finally found something was wrong, because there was no atmospheric reflection, he still couldn't see the bright starry sky with the human eyes of the earth age, and couldn't see the sun of the 217 galaxy. The surrounding area was dark like an abyss, which made people palpitate and panic.

The evildoer was gone, the heavenly soldiers were gone, and the **** scene that killed the **** sky was gone.

This is an illusion!

The illusion of the evildoer!

He finally woke up and immediately closed his useless eyes. He didn't know what scriptures he was reading indiscriminately. He was nervous, panicked, and with a hint of confidence, constantly encouraging himself and not letting himself collapse:

"Illusions are all hallucinations, I have a great righteousness, I have had several times of immortal fate, but the demon can't help me, as long as I don't believe in illusions, don't believe in illusions, don't believe..."

In the hallucinations, he heard a voice, as if asking him something.

He extremely resisted, this must be a demon!

Don’t listen, don’t listen, don’t believe, don’t believe, everything is an illusion!

He closed his eyes, forced a calm expression, and pretended a trace of contempt at the corner of his mouth.

If the demon can't help him, the illusion will definitely be self-defeating.

Besides, there are heaven soldiers!