Chapter 1766 Uninvited Guest (Meow who sleeps every day)
For Duanmuhuai, what he is most concerned about now is the current situation of the planet.
The swarm has landed, but the battle has not yet ended. According to the report sent back by the reconnaissance fleet, the insect swarm is fighting against Green Skin on that planet. The space undead have the advantage of the territory and are also making troubles in it. As for those Chaos Fleets, they seemed to not want to touch the frown of the insects and hid back in the eyes of fear from afar.
Duanmu Huai, in addition to checking the battle situation there every day, went to Maria to observe the progress there. After all, for the moment, the most important thing is to complete the work of the ether phase engine. To do this, the best way to do it is to divide the ether phase engine into several modules, just like pieced together a model. First splicing modules such as hands and feet, and then it will be much more convenient when they are finally assembled together.
If you want to talk about who is the happiest person to postpone Duanmuhuai’s plan this time, it is naturally Maria. After all, the manufacturing and equipment of the ether phase engine is a huge project, and even a small part takes a lot of time to complete it. Even if the doll and the server work endlessly without interruption for twenty-four hours, this is not an easy task.
"So, how long will it take for us?"
"I want to say at least one year, Lord Judge."
Maria stared at Duanmu Huai in front of her.
"You should understand that making an ether phase engine is a big project and we haven't tested it before. To be honest, I'm not sure if we can actually activate and enable it even if the assembly is successful. I still stick to my opinion and I think we should first find a place to do a small, controllable test instead of directly using it on the final battlefield."
"Yeah..."
Duanmuhuai touched his chin and fell into deep thought. In the game, players have never tried this. They just triggered the task, accepted the task, collected information, delivered it, and then waited for the construction of the ether phase engine to be successful and then went through the motion picture. But now if you want to build the etheric engine yourself, maybe a small experiment is necessary, as Maria said.
But... Duanmu Huai also has his own concerns.
The players did not conduct experiments in the game, because the reason is simple, the pumping behavior of subspace will inevitably attract the attention of the evil gods. They will definitely try every means to figure out what they are doing here, especially the treacherous guy with XX on his forehead. Duanmu Huai is sure that it will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble.
Moreover, it is also a question of where to conduct the experiment. This essentially means opening an eye of fear to the material world. Even if it is a small-scale and controllable range, Duanmu Huai is unwilling to do it.
This is why the concepts of the judge and the motor oil man are different. The court ultimately focuses on eliminating the threat of subspace, but researchers like Maria pay more attention to practice and experiments from a theoretical and practical perspective.
"No."
Duanmuhuai shook his head.
"It is very dangerous to conduct an experiment, and wherever I go to find the second Eye of Fear, if we can find it, we don't need to waste so much time."
"No?"
"No."
Duanmu Huai thought for a moment, nodded decisively, and Maria sighed.
"But I can't guarantee a 100% success rate in this way."
"Nothing is 100% and do your best."
Duanmu Huai finally insisted on his decision, and Maria could only nod and agreed to this.
At this moment, an alarm sounded from the communicator. Duanmuhuai opened the contact, and Aikot's voice soon came from there.
"Report to uncle, something strange happened."
"I'll go there right away."
Duanmu Huai responded and looked at Maria again.
"I'll leave it to you here."
"I don't seem to have any way to refuse."
The robot hand on Maria turned lightly and nimblely, making a spreading gesture. Duanmuhuai looked at Maria, then reached out to lift her robe.
"Wow, what are you doing, Lord Judge?"
"No, I just want to be sure that you didn't really put this thing in your body."
Duanmuhuai stared at Maria's mechanical arm on her back and raised her eyebrows.
"Of course I can't pretend anymore. I have promised the judge to everyone."
"Just remember, so that Shizuka can come to cause trouble for me then."
Duanmuhuai put down his cloak, let Maria, whose face turned red, stare at him in dissatisfaction, and turned around and left.
When Duanmuhuai returned to the combat command room, he also learned new news from Aikot.
"One of the reconnaissance fleets discovered them in galaxies closer to us."
As he spoke, Aikot opened his hands and then a picture appeared on the screen - in the vast universe, an extremely huge golden warship slowly moved forward. Its appearance looks elegant and simple, not full of colorful decorations like a human warship, but more like a work of art. Next to it, countless warships surround the side like swimming fish. The golden sun sails shine under the stars...
"The Ark World of the Spirits? What are they doing here?"
Seeing this scene, Duanmuhuai frowned.
The Spirit Clan has no mother star.
Or, their parent star had already exploded. When the tragic evil was born, it destroyed the entire spiritual race, and only a very small number of spiritual races barely escaped. From then on, the Spirits wandered around like gypsies, making their homes all over the world, and their caravan was the Spirits Ark. And for a long time, the Spirit Clan will be as far away as possible, rather than approaching.
After all, this is the beginning and end of the spiritual history.
In the final analysis, if the Spiritual race had not conceived and had produced the evil of obsession, and therefore tearing a wound that would never heal between the material world and the subspace, then the Eye of Fear would not have existed. For the Spirit race, the Eye of Fear itself represents the depravity and filth of their so-called noble history.
Not only that, but more importantly, their blasphemous gods—the infatuated evil spirits—don't expect to take away the souls of these remaining spiritual races. So for the spirit race, staying away from subspace is almost an instinct to avoid a greedy demon suddenly rushing over to kill them.
But the current behavior of these spiritual races is a bit like seeking death.
"Huh? Wait... Could it be......"
Staring at the spiritual fleet in front of him, Duanmu Huai narrowed his eyes and suddenly remembered something.
There has always been a prophecy among the spirit clan, that is, when all the spirit clans die, the souls of the entire spirit clan will be stored in an infinite loop, thus condensing the power of the entire spirit clan into a god of death, and then it will kill the evil spirit.
But there is a problem with this.
The number of spiritual races is very small, and they have almost no reproductive ability. Moreover, the condition for the spiritual race to awaken is that all spiritual races will die.
Of course, the spiritual race also has another method. Legend has it that they can resurrect them by collecting a few divine swords. And they did awaken the incarnation of the God of Death.
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But... Duanmuhuai is not a spiritual race, so he certainly doesn't need to consider the survival of the spiritual race.
So when he saw this fleet, Duanmu Huai made a decisive decision.
The insect swarm, the space undead and the green skin are in a pot, and he will not get involved. But he is obliged to destroy the spiritual race and contribute to the great cause of destroying the entangled evil.
As a judge, you can destroy the Spirit Clan at the same time, and it is possible to awaken the God of Death, allowing it to eliminate the infatuated evil of one of the four evil gods, and finally kill the Spirit Clan Death by yourself. That can be said to be three birds with one stone. It’s so cool!
That's how it was decided!
"Lock the position of this Eldar fleet."
Duanmuhuai gave the order decisively.
"I'll go and meet these white-skinned monkeys myself!"
As the saying goes, beating a child on a rainy day is also idle.
Isn’t it going to be useless if I don’t find an alien to play genocide?
At the same time, in the long starry sky, the ark of the Spirit Clan was also hesitating in the face of the darkness and chaos in front of him.
Do we really want to do this?
Morris sat in a chair and looked at the dark, corrupt, blasphemous and evil cosmic scars in front of him. It could feel the evil power and vision of the entangled evil being flowing, greedily trying to seize everything.
everything.
Thinking of this, Morris smiled bitterly.
The Spirit Clan has also reached a dead end, and they have no remnants. Of course, it was the demise of their fellow-spoiled betrayers who prompted the Spirits to make this decision.
The Fall of the Dark Spirit Clan.
Those traitors who are addicted to the past and hide in the Internet have been completely wiped out, and their souls have disappeared without a trace. The demise of the Spirit Clan has also been put on the countdown. But the biggest reason why they came here is due to a prophecy.
The place of beginning, the place of end.
Where it starts, it ends where it ends.
So, they finally chose to come here.
Maybe we shouldn't have come.
But we're already here.
Morris clenched his fists, and he heard the chants and hymns from the guided prophets. It was a memory of the glorious years of the past and the sorrow of powerlessness. The music that once cheerfully praised the glorious history of the Spirit Clan now only has tragic memories. It requires a decision to make, and before it reaches its final destination, it has another chance to turn around and get out of here.
In any case, what can we do to eliminate the evil of obsession? Other evil gods also exist, and will the sins of the spiritual race be washed away?
When all the spiritual races are killed, what can they do even if they cleanse their sins?
Even the ancient sage has died in a long river of time. Isn’t the same with the spiritual race? How many lives still exist now remember the glorious history of the Spiritual race when they ruled the Milky Way? Is it really meaningful that they sacrifice everything they have for this long-lost, or even forgotten history?
Morris was undecided, he felt restless, and the determination he had made before seemed to disappear completely.
But soon, it doesn't need to make a decision.
The network opened slowly, and warships emerged from it.
It was not the battleship of the Spirit race, but from their opponents, their enemies.
"Go to death, dirty aliens."
Duanmuhuai stood on the bridge, staring at the spiritual ark in front of him, with bloodthirsty ecstasy flashing in his eyes.
"For this universe, you're better extinct."
Then he spoke coldly.