Chapter 522 The Lion King Cub: Savior, when will our father of genes wake up? !
Black Throne Area.
The Great Sage of Black Armor Kaur led the technical priests to urgently repair the damaged mechanical building. The robotic arms were swinging so fast that they could only see blurred phantoms.
He was very anxious:
"You idiots, don't speed up your progress, do you want to be punished by Lord Savior?!"
According to the order issued by the Savior, if they cannot repair all mechanical buildings within ten days, they will be punished by disconnecting the Internet.
And it starts at least ten years.
For the motor oil guys, it is better to kill them.
What's even more terrifying is that the savior can do this easily. With just one order, the mechanical goddess will cancel their network permissions.
Even wipes their baby accounts and posts.
Such cruel punishment made many technical priests of the Mechanical Education tremble and give their all.
Especially, Kaor, the Internet addiction leader of the Ershi Machinery, was so nervous that he was sweating profusely.
He was never so nervous when he faced the erosion and encroachment of the Chaos Demon Tide and the Lord of Changes before.
Even my beloved oil drink doesn't have time to taste it.
From this command, we can see that the Savior is really anxious and attaches great importance to the repair mission of the Black Throne.
That's not possible.
Now that the Chaos Evil God is coming in full force, Comoros Net Channel is in a state of turmoil because of the upgrade plan of the Supreme Overlord Victor, they must quickly repair the Black Throne.
To create new protective barriers.
Otherwise, when the Chaos Evil God's new offensive attack comes, they will have no means to deal with it.
"More than 200,000 technical priests and sufficient materials should be able to repair those mechanical buildings as planned, right?"
Ron looked at the busy motor oil guys, feeling a little worried and even more regretful.
When he fought with Lao Ka before, he also destroyed many buildings.
But that's also impossible. Such high-intensity combat has no possibility of distraction.
Fortunately, I won in the end, and the Chaos Demon did not occupy this place.
This wave of Comoros Internet must be kept, otherwise the early investment will be wasted, and the emperor will not be able to withstand this blow.
"Father...father?!"
In the virtual communication video in front of the black throne, the pupils of the Empire Regent Kiriman's voice shook sharply and his voice became hesitant.
He was a little excited and a little scared.
This imperial regent was inspecting the territory of the empire and was responsible for the political reforms of the entire empire.
Now his daily daily life is to rush on various network channels or sub-space routes, participate in celebrations, hold meetings, accept meetings, and occasionally cut off the heads of some traitors.
While he was busy, he was also paying attention to the situation on Ron's side.
Just just now, Kiriman contacted the Savior of Hope and wanted to ask about something.
But when the virtual projection of communication lights up, he saw the golden man on the black throne, and was so shocked that he almost said something unscrupulous.
At this time, the ultimate warrior commander Calgar and the commander of the angel battle behind the Regent also saw this scene.
"His Majesty the Emperor!"
They knelt on one knee and almost smashed the floor. "You misunderstood. I am not the emperor, but the savior of the Primrose." Ron raised his head awkwardly to explain.
He almost forgot that he was still possessed by the Emperor's clone, which often leads to misunderstandings.
Buzz~
Ron controlled his psychic energy, weakening the liquid halo emitted on his body, revealing his appearance.
If he doesn't control it deliberately.
The whole person is like a big golden light bulb, with special effects all the time, and it looks extremely solemn and sacred.
Ron and Kiriman roughly explained the story and the chaos crisis currently facing. "It's a pity that we can't help you in time."
Kiriman was a little regretful.
He is now in the galaxy near the Eye of Fear, even if he uses the Internet channel route, it will take some time to arrive at Comoros.
There is no way to catch up with this war. "That's what you expected, your task is also very important, not to mention that I'm not unprepared, and there are new powerful helpers coming." I don't expect Kiriman's help.
That guy's indomitable expedition is still over, and he can't draw many troops at all.
As for Lao Ji's personal force, it will not play a big role in such a grand war.
Don't let him come over and get beaten.
Even if the emperor cloned his body now, it would be difficult to resist the larger chaotic tide. The best solution is to use the throne to build a barrier.
This is the only way known to the Galaxy.
Later, Ron learned from Keeliman that the guy's alien confidant Everenie also led the army of death into the Internet.
Or they will also participate in this war.
Killiman said that he would send a message to Everenee to let the leader of the Death Army join forces with the savior to resist the Chaos Demon. "Old Ji, then I have to thank you for your help." Ron smiled.
The enemy is a friend. Now that the enemy is in front of the great enemy, the more troops coming to Comoros, the better, and you can slightly resist the Chaos Demon.
I just don't know if the god of death behind the Death Army can withstand the erosion of the Lord of Joy.
That guy is logically very powerful. After His full birth, he will end the life of the Lord of Joy.
Of course, the price is the souls and lives of most spiritual races.
Ron didn't understand the logic very much.
The Spirit Clan resists the Lord of Joy and takes revenge, which should be for the continuation of the race, right?
There is one contradiction among them, that is, the Spirit Clan can resist the Lord of Joy. If the race survives on a large scale, the Spirit Clan Death will not be born.
Once the Spiritual Glory is born, it means that the Spiritual Glory is almost dead.
At this time, the Spiritual Clan Death God comes out to cut over the Lord of Joy, and there is no meaning to do so. The remaining few Spiritual Clans are not enough to continue to survive in the Milky Way.
What's even more tragic is that if the Spirit Clan wants to summon the God of Death to defeat the Lord of Joy, in addition to getting enough souls, they also need to collect five old woman's swords.
Now they collected four handfuls, and the last handful was deep in the Demon Palace of the Lord of Joy, equivalent to being in the belly of the Chaos Evil God.
This brings new contradictions.
If the Spirit Clan wants to attack the Lord of Happy to take revenge, they must gather five old woman swords.
But collecting five old woman's swords requires entering the Chaos Realm to make the Lord of Joy in order to get it.
If they have the ability to enter the Chaos Realm and snatch things from the Lord of Joy, what else do they need to do? !
That is the realm of the Chaos Evil God. Even the emperor wants to do it, and it is much more difficult to grab things than a simple attack.
The Lord of Joy is not so stupid that he places such important things in a place that can be easily obtained.
Perhaps the old woman's sword is hidden in the belly of the Lord of Joy as the legendary one. "It's so miserable, the Spirit Clan is considered useless..." Luo Neng sighed in his heart. Seeing this, the Spirit Clan's efforts and struggles over the past ten thousand years were wasted.
Just a few results, it’s not as good as yourself.
At least his Asuman descendant vests sheltered a large number of dark elves from the erosion of the Lord of Pleasure.
The worshippers of the Spiritual Clan God of Death are more like driving the broken car of the Spiritual Clan to accelerate into the bottomless abyss, trying to die with the enemies in the abyss.
He even doubted whether this was Tsengchi's conspiracy.
"Savior~"
After receiving permission from the regent of the imperial court, Modren stepped forward to salute the Savior: "I am Modren, the leader of the angel battle of the angel battle of the angel battle of the angel, and the descendant of the Caliban lion. br>
Legendly, you have strong prophecy ability and can use the omniscient eye to find the truth of the future from the fragments of subspace and reality. We have a question that you need to answer."
"What... The Eye of All-knowing? ”
Ron was a little confused when he heard this.
Which imperial bard or recorder did he make up for himself?
He can know some things, but he just knows the general direction of the timeline of this world in advance.
Now is the 42nd millennium of the empire, and I don’t know much anymore. Who knows what kind of fun will GW play in the future? !
But it is a good thing to be known as the Eye of All-knowledge, so many things don't need to be explained.
Ask is a prophecy.
Since these angels and lion kings who have questions to ask for, I will answer them within my ability.
It's not impossible.
"Liu King's descendant, express your doubts."
Ron looked up at Modren, his golden pupils flashed with light, and his voice was gentle and vocal A little slim.
It looks more like a prophet charlatan.
There is no way, his spiritual power is too strong, and they all come with special effects.
And when the special effects are controlled, otherwise several large apertures will appear on the head, making people afraid to look directly. Modren looked at such a sacred Primrody of Hope and became more and more respectful: "The Regent of the Empire once obtained the answer given by the Lord of Changes when interrogating the demons.
The existence claims that our father of genes will wake up soon, and we want to know if this is the truth? ”
Today, the eldest son of the emperor, the primordial body of the First Legion, and the lion king Leon lies deep in the fortress of the Dark Angel Monastery, sleeping for ten thousand years.
No one knows when he will wake up or fall asleep forever.
The Dark Angel and other undegenerate descendants of the Lion King are all looking forward to the return of the Father of Genes.
"Brother Ron.
I remember you also said that Leon would wake up, exactly the same as the Lord of Changes said."
Kiriman also had some expectations.
Although he and Leon often have disputes, their relationship is pretty good, and I hope that the brother can return to the empire as soon as possible.
Ron looked at Kiriman's expectant look and curled his lips.
He was a little worried that the Lion King would start fucking with Kiriman after his return, so it would be strange if the two guys got together and didn't quarrel.
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"The prophecy is true, and Leon, the lion of Caliban, will return to the empire soon, and he will wake up in the forest of Caliban..."
"Savior, you know the specific Is it a location? ”
Modren, the commander of the angel battle of the angel of the forgiveness, seemed very excited when he heard the news that the father of genes would wake up.
Ron shook his head and explained patiently: "That is not the real Caliban forest, but a realm of reality and illusion, and Leon will have a new one Strength.
Maybe you can go back to Caliban and wait. "
He looked at Modren and said with some emotion: "When that guy Leon returns, maybe he can clear the grievances of some loyal people.
There were too many misunderstandings during the fall of Caliban, and the loyalists were forced to go into exile..."
"The loyalty of the Lion Prince's son has never changed. "
When Modren heard this, a trace of tears faintly appeared in his eyes.
Members of the Sin-Updation Angels were once fallen angels regarded as traitors by brothers and the Empire.
But these children of the Lion Prince who were forced to exile due to chaos tricks are still loyal to the empire and are slowly returning to the empire.
Ron didn't say much about this.
This is not something he can participate in. Only when the Lion King Leon comes back can he resolve the misunderstanding and entanglement of that year.
The Lion King was a passionate and strong man back then, and he was a little impulsive in dealing with things. Now it has been ten thousand years.
That guy should be much more mature.
After Ron gave his own answer, he didn't say anything more, and he didn't have so much energy to pay attention to Caliban's affairs now.
Maybe after the war on Comoros ends, you can go to Caliban to find the artifact that is crucial to the Internet.
But the premise of all this is that you can keep Comoros.
After that, Ron discussed with Kiriman about the development route after the empire and the possible crises.
"Can you hold on?"
Killiman looked at the savior on the Black Throne and frowned.
When he looked at the other person like this, he thought of the emperor and his father for some reason.
At that time, the emperor was trapped on the golden throne in this way, and his body gradually withered.
The imperial regent did not want his brother to end up with the same consequences.
Ron smiled gently, quite confidently: "Of course it's okay, see when I did something I was unsure about?"
"Brother, then we'll wait for your triumph."
Kiliman nodded and looked at the White Scar Primrose who was approaching next to him: "Khan, I'll leave the safety of Brother Ron to you."
He obviously knew that White was also There was a news of Scarpris’ return, and there was a communication before, but both sides did not have much enthusiasm.
After all, their relationship was quite cold.
Khan of Scar Nodded, saying nothing more.
This Fifth Primrose, Qiaogalis's Warhawk doesn't like the way Kiriman is holding, and also likes to give orders.
Soon, the two sides ended the communication.
After the communication, Ron's face collapsed, and he had no previous confidence.
He looked at Khan's expression of indifference and knew that the probability of his squatting on the black toilet had increased again.
Ron swallowed: "Old sweat, my heart's ability to withstand is a little bad.
Can you tell me tactfully what the situation in Comoros is? Are there many cracks? Where are cracks appearing? "
The White Scar Team has set up reconnaissance teams in all network channels in Comoros, which can detect the situation in various areas of the network channel in real time.
Khan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and was also frightened by the message he received: "Maybe, you should ask where there is no crack yet."
"Hiss~"
Ron's eyes suddenly turned dark when he heard this.
He calmed down his emotions before asking slowly: "Then... Where is Comoros still safe now? No cracks appear?"
Khan looked down at the information The document was stunned.
His silence was deafening.
"I understand what you mean..."
Ron was a little hypoxia, took a deep breath, and felt his butt sitting on the crater.
It's still time to run away now, right? !
Khan closed the data board and added embarrassedly: "Just a few minutes ago, there were no cracks in those places, and now they are all.
Now Comoros are everywhere in the world The curtain cracks are spreading, and the scale of the cracks is constantly expanding. ”
At this time, Ron also received emergency information from the Military Affairs Department of the Savior Territory.
According to the prediction, curtain cracks appeared throughout the Comoros, and the scope of chaos involved is difficult to estimate.
Their armed army in the Internet is hard to match.
Simply put, Ron's army was not enough to invade the chaos demon.
The only good news is that the cracks are not stable enough to accommodate the invasion of the large-scale Chaos Demon Tide, and there is still one week of preparation.
"It seems that the Chaos Evil God has arranged a backup plan, we are in trouble..." Ron sighed.
This time the crack in the Comoros network channel is no smaller than the one under the butt of the Holy Terra, and may be even larger in scale.
The demons gushed out of the cracks were enough to flood many star areas, and they were almost impossible to use the army to physically block them.
Imagine a group of Tyrannos insects that cover the sky and the sun.
Those Chaos Demons will only be more terrifying, and 360° surges out of any possible direction, ignoring all obstacles.
It is also accompanied by huge mental pollution.
Ron leaned against the black throne and slowly closed his eyes:
"Now he can only evacuate the personnel in advance, and then close or even destroy the entrances of the relevant network channels."< After that, he switched to the vests of the descendants of Asuman, and the golden emperor clone fell into peace, but it also exuded the soul aura of the savior.
Under the constraints of the Black Throne, even if he switched his vests, he would find it difficult to escape from this cloned body.
…
Comoros.
The sky was covered with an unknown fog, and the huge dark red wounds behind the fog could be seen faintly.
The curtain of this dark city was torn apart and spread to the endless distance, with horrible things coming out from the other side with whispers.
They are too many.
It was a chorus composed of endless wails, and it rang from every blood-filled roof like the bells of a church.
Abominable things surged out of the cruel abyss of subspace, through the fallen flesh workshops, dungeons, spires and whistles.
They blend with more pain and turn into a carnival of fear.
In the roar of artillery fire and sword lights, blood splashed onto the black walls, and those immortal demons were killing and destroying.
The collapse of the spire of the Dark City brought up a cloud of black debris, and the dark spirits felt the tremor of destruction.
Everything fell apart.
They screamed in panic and fear. "No... Comoros are in destruction, and the Hungry Lady will take away the souls of all of us!"
Baylan, a merchant of the dark spirit, fell to his knees on the ground with his child in his arms, His face was covered with tears of fear, and there were corpses all over the ground.
He looked at the abominable thing that was coming, carrying the smell of hell, and fell into deep despair.
In despair, the dark spiritual merchant thought of something, as if he had grabbed the only life-saving straw: "Long live the descendants of Asoman!
The savior of the Spirit, the black sun of Comoros, save your poor tribe! "
The moment the abominable claws fell, the shadow on the ground became distorted, and the nightmare monster emerged from it with a sharp blade Blocked the deadly attack.
Buzz ~
Bayran raised his head in fear and gratitude and saw a huge virtual image of Asuman's descendants.
The phantom of existence overlooks the life of this area...
(The end of this chapter)