Chapter 1,237 I Feel a Little Sympathetic

There are about seventy or eighty senior Merova officials hiding in this hall, which is not a large number, especially in such an empty space. These people gather together, as if this can give them a sense of security, but it is also possible that this is Sandora's spiritual plague still at work: the latter can force the infected individuals to feel lonely, forcing them to go and fight with each other. More exchanges with the same race to increase the speed of the spread of the spiritual plague. Although those with strong willpower among the Merova people can avoid being killed or directly controlled by the spiritual plague, they are still inevitably affected to a certain extent, and in an environment where everyone around them is infected, those who are not infected will not be affected. How much better than a madman. Look at these people who survived the plague - who dares to say that their mental state is normal?

We had dozens of heavily armed and fierce imperial soldiers, appearing openly and openly in front of the other side, even pointing their guns at their heads. However, after a few seconds of calm judgment, the leading officer made a judgment. A few words: "Well, it's an illusion."

We were speechless at that time...

"This guy can't get away with death," Lilina walked forward on her own, bending down to check on the Merova officer who had just been shot to death by his colleagues. The crystallization of the man's body had been completed, and he was now half Her body was as stiff as a diamond. Lilina's hand glowed with green light, and then she punched the officer's iron-hard head. "Omit the above and the following. Resurrection, you idiot."

The crystals on the dead officer's body were quickly replaced by new tissue and muscles, and the breath of life returned to his body that had not yet cooled down. His body grew in a few seconds, and then he opened his eyes blankly: the oncoming It was a small pink fist. Lilina punched the officer back to the ground: "Stay still, you are under arrest!"

"Tobias. Look, I didn't kill you just now." The Merova officer who insisted that his eyes were all hallucinations shrugged and said, "We all seem to be in severe hallucinations. There seem to be enemies around us, but I can still hear the voice of battle instructions in the communicator... Yeah. It's absolutely true, I heard it. The battle in space is still going on. Everyone, come closer. To prevent being taken advantage of by hallucinations again, wait for the battle in space The battle is over - I heard the First Echelon reporting that they had just destroyed an Eternal."

"Cole, wasn't the first echelon completely wiped out six days ago?"

"No, your memory has been tampered with. The first echelon has always been stationed in the orbit of the Kingdom of God. It has never been put into battle - ah, how come these hallucinations are still around? They lasted a little too long this time. "

Lilina and I looked at each other blankly, while Qianqian was circling around without knowing what she was thinking. Pandora picked up and put down the baby pimple gun in her hand: she initially planned to ignore it. Let’s do it first, then let Lilina resurrect these people. But now, Yimier is deeply entangled. I thought about it. Still waving his hand: "Guards, escort them to the mothership. It seems that before the trial, we need to find someone to cure their brains... I guess they are not completely driven crazy by the plague now."

The imperial soldiers stepped forward and put restraint chains on these already nervous Merovas. Some people instinctively reacted to this external stimulus and tried to struggle: "Hey! I feel like I am being tied up! Something is burning my neck!"

"Hallucination, hallucination! North, hallucination! Pay attention to the communicator, I hear the third echelon is triumphant."

"...No, Cole, you are not wearing a communicator at all, and I can't hear the sound. My communicator may be broken, or it may be forgotten in the upper command post... Hey, I really feel that I am Being manipulated by something!"

The imperial soldiers with as serious expressions as steel could not help but twitch their mouths at this time, and then they completed the work at hand even more impatiently. Their brute force was simply irresistible. A Merova officer tried to break away from the imperial soldiers because he felt uncomfortable. He was restrained, but he only resisted for a second before he heard a "click" sound coming from the scene. The imperial soldier with limited patience broke off the resister's arm: in the eyes of the soldier, this kind of treatment was quite serious. Efficient, anyway, as long as the captives survive and are escorted to the mother ship, the order is fulfilled.

"Ah!! Tobias! I feel like my arm is broken!" Officer Merova, whose arm was broken off, cried out in pain, "This place is really not like the previous hallucinations! Tobias? Why do I remember Are you already dead?"

"I don't know, but I remember that the hallucination does seem to produce the same five senses as reality, oh, so you don't have to worry, you will probably be freed from the pain soon..."

I covered my forehead, feeling the pain in my balls: "Oh, wipe it, tie it up quickly and send it to the mothership... I can't stand it anymore..."

The portal to the mothership opened, and the senior Merova officials who were bound by chains and tied into rice dumplings were escorted in one by one. Someone kept shouting loudly: "Ah, Tobias! Why is there a hole in your clothes?" ?”

"Hallucination, North, hallucination, North!"

"Cole, I feel like we're under arrest. Where are we going?"

"Hallucination, Tobias, hallucination, Tobias! Stay calm and pay attention to your communicator. Like me, hang the communicator behind your ear. You will not miss important information."

"My arm still hurts...or maybe it doesn't hurt anymore. Was I kicked just now?"

"Kasambrand, always keep in mind that you are gradually being dominated by hallucinations. You must understand everything you see in reverse, otherwise you will be swallowed up by nightmares. In fact, we are sitting in the hall now, waiting for the celebration banquet to begin. , although some kind of mental infection prevents us from enjoying this celebration banquet well, the emperor has already begun to find a treatment plan for us, and soon, we will also share the power of the emperor, and he will give us the tools to prepare us to become true gods. Ceremony, and then everything can be rebuilt quickly... Yes, the previous losses are negligible, and the power of the True God can allow us to quickly build a truly immortal Kingdom of God."

"Cole, I admire your devotion and talent, but my arm still hurts and the hallucination is unbearable...Wait, Cole? Why are we going somewhere else?"

"I don't know, maybe it's another part of the hallucination..."

Then a group of Merova officers disappeared into the portal. In an instant, he was sent to the prisoner-of-war concentration camp on the Imperial Admiral. Returning with them were several elite Imperial soldiers. These imperial soldiers are the handover personnel. As for most of the remaining soldiers, they are still with us: this underground base is huge. According to the deep scan just now, there are also life reactions in other places here. It seems that there are quite a few senior Merova officers who have survived the plague and the battle.

"I've concluded one thing..." Qianqian stood there on tiptoe for a long time and suddenly said something meaningless. "Never provoke Sandora in the future... I don't know how she died."

I looked at Qianqian silently, and thought to myself, you have the nerve to say to others: At least those who were killed by Shandora were more comfortable. The people who were killed by you on the battlefield didn't even know how long they died... …But considering that Qian Qian’s personality is now offline. I still don't have the nerve to say this.

"According to the road map, you will split up and search several other refuge halls." At the end of the main road of the underground base, we needed to separate from the soldiers. I told the team commander leading the team, "If necessary, call Support - I guess the survivors in other places will not be as funny as the wave just now."

"Yes, your will, Your Majesty." The team commander neatly performed a military salute and disappeared into the fork in the road with his troops. A few of us walked toward a deeper passage that sloped downwards: Barian was hiding below.

This tunnel is very long. Yet there were no living guards, and it looked brightly lit. But it was as lifeless as a tomb passage. I thought about how, just an hour ago, in such a catacombs filled with dead bodies and madmen, Barian, who had no way to escape, was sitting on his throne, confident. It is indeed difficult to understand the way of thinking of the madman who ordered the royal starships he stole to attack the Imperial Army.

As expected, when we approached Barian's final hiding place, we were blocked by sentry guns and attacked by some automatic defense facilities hidden in the walls. This painless attack was the Merlot attack. The last resistance force of the Van people - of course, there are some self-destruction systems here, but they did not have time to activate: when the sentry gun appeared, Viska followed the weapon link and invaded the control center of the underground base, forcing all self-destruction devices Uninstalled. Finally, the group arrived at Barian's palace.

The last gate of the underground base is resplendent. It is probably the only place on the entire planet that has not been affected by the spiritual plague. There are no traces of damage around it. Apart from sentry guns and automatic defense gun towers, there are no signs of damage. As a sentry prepared by humans, Barian placed himself in such a "holy" place like a severe mysophobia patient. No one is allowed to approach. We looked at the gate in front of us. On this huge pale golden hexagonal gate was the "sacred emblem" designed by the Merova people themselves. After seeing this emblem, Pandora made a rare nasal sound of irritation, and then shot Blast on the emblem and penetrate the door directly.

Behind the gate is a vast hall, which is unusually empty. The high dome is completely unlike what an underground building should have. This roughly rectangular hall is lined with rows of sculptures. The sculptures are made of white boulders. Their image meaning is unclear and extremely abstract. They seem to depict the scene of the powerful Merova people exerting their "divine power". They are arranged neatly. The ranks are like the solemn statues of gods in the temple. These things are the only decorations and furnishings in this underground palace. Other than that, there is only a throne at the end of the hall.

Barian was sitting on the huge golden throne, still wearing his gorgeous divine robes. His face was still very calm, and he watched us approach indifferently. He watched indifferently as Pandora pointed a huge cannon at him, and said calmly: "I imagined that those starships would be defeated by you, but I didn't." I thought it would be like this - you still have that incomprehensible power. The Merovas have worked for your empire for many years, but in the end they still know nothing about you..."

"You shouldn't use living people as your shipboard host." We stood more than ten meters away in front of the throne. The old traitor in front of us squinted his eyes and smiled: "What do you want to say? Promote justice? Isn't it worth it?" Mention...justice has never existed. The winner is the king."

Pandora was silent, then suddenly put away her precious pimple gun and looked at the old traitor on the throne: "Barian, you have been arrested for treason."

"Oh?" It was completely beyond everyone's expectations. Originally, we thought that Barian in front of us had completely given up resistance - judging from his attitude, it seemed that this was what he should be - but when Pandora finished speaking. He showed a completely opposite expression. "Really?"

Barian said. He suddenly stood up from the throne, and at the same time, a translucent shield emitting silvery white light rose from a golden ring around the throne, instantly separating us from the throne.

"Boom!" Pandora was stunned for a moment. Then he fired a shot, but what is incredible is that this powerful shot did not shake the seemingly weak shield!

"Brother, sigh at the wall." Pandora put away her anti-ship cannon angrily. Viska muttered from the side: "It's the same as the one we saw in Atlantis, the core-level shield of the mothership. This thing is the most annoying!"

"Barian, you don't think you can sit back and relax with this shield, do you?" I shook my head and looked at the shield that blocked Pandora's shelling, "This thing is indeed quite strong, but do you think it can withstand it?" How many times has Pandora attacked? Or do you think you can escape from this world? The entire planet is blocked by a gravity trap."

Barian actually set up a wall of sighs around his throne, which surprised us a little. This thing once caused us a lot of trouble in Atlantis. Later, it was Lin, the strange girl, who knocked the thing away three times in a row. After turning on the shield, Barian was really safe for a while - but this thing couldn't protect him for too long. No matter how strong the wall of sighs is, it is not invincible. I don't even need to take action. If I give Pandora enough time, this one-meter-two can saturate the bomb until it blows up the wall of sighs. However, in the face of my "prompt", Barian did not show any panic: "Escape? No, there is no need at all. Maybe I can defeat you? Don't you want to see my new discovery——"

After the words fell, as we watched in amazement, Barian pressed some switch on his throne, and the luxurious and huge throne slowly sank into the ground, and then two brackets rose up from the large hole exposed on the ground.

These two brackets look like support platforms for some kind of experimental equipment. There are many pipelines and robotic arm-like structures around them. They seem to be used for sample analysis and control. In the center of the two brackets, two things are fixed respectively. : On the stand on the left is a small golden buckler ornament, and on the nail on the right is a thick black book.

Even across the wall of sighs, the powerful energy of these two things still hits us.

"Your speed is too fast... To be honest, this completely disrupted my plan," Barian put his hands on the two crystal balls at the lower end of the stand and said calmly, "Originally, I was supposed to be around This great plan will be completed in a hundred years - by then, the entire Merova group will have become real gods. However, you appeared at this time and gave me no time to react... Therefore, although it is regrettable, I can only sacrifice Get rid of those useless waste, they can at least delay some time, well, make this only set of prototypes... I will finally collect this power alone. Oh, General, do you know, the Apostle of Xiling is called As a god, but in fact...what you see now is the real power of a god..."

Pandora thought for a while, then simply put away her precious pimple gun, raised her head and winked at me innocently. A few of us originally wanted to break the Wall of Sighs while Barian was absorbing the power of Laoshizi, but just now Prophet Lin suddenly sent a message from orbit, and everyone simply stopped taking action.

Barian didn't seem to feel anything about this. His hands were being shrouded in golden and black halos. The surging energy was aroused from those two things, making him inexplicably excited. He didn't even have time to think about it: "Look! This is the real thing." Powerful power! The ancestors are protecting the Merova people and let us get this mysterious treasure. No one knows where it comes from, but the level of power it shows is stronger than you! I will become A real god! I am touching the power of a real god! You can't stop... Um, why didn't you come up and stop me?"

Barian was stunned for a moment and looked at us strangely: everyone formed a circle around the wall of sighs and watched expressionlessly.

"It's okay, keep going, keep going." Qian Qian waved her hands with a smile.

A look of embarrassment appeared on Barian's face, and he pressed his hands hard on the crystal ball: "Ha! You are still humiliating me! Your arrogance from tens of thousands of years ago has not changed at all! Look, you will regret it. Yes! You will regret it!"

"Buzzing--" The anxious sound of energy finally came from under the two brackets. Now all its energy has been stimulated. Barian was extremely excited: "Look! Look! This energy is spreading out!" I am about to draw strength from that extremely powerful source! It has been established, the channel has been established! Quick, give me power!"

The two holy objects on the stand burst out with intense light, and in an instant, two parallel space doors opened. Powerful power came out from behind the space doors, filling the entire underground palace. Barian danced in excitement, and then was stunned. I saw two figures appearing in the space door.

A majestic and powerful male god of war covered in golden armor, a mysterious and majestic beautiful goddess shrouded in shadow and mist. The male god held a TV remote control in his hand, and the goddess held a shovel in her hand - this This is basically the situation when the two of us are at home.

"Lost people," the male god was still confused, but still spoke ups and downs due to conditioned reflexes, "I responded to your call and came with glory... Hey, girl, why are you pinching me...? Hey? Hey, Chen, why are you here?"

I looked at the brother and sister twin gods summoned by the sacred contract, and pointed at the demented Barian behind them: "Did you see that old man? Beat him!" (To be continued.)