Chapter 1943 Her Majesty the Queen of Intelligent Machinery!
"I have never felt weak, and I have never felt that I represent anything. Those are just the positions you unilaterally gave me."
She clenched her fists.
"I just want to keep everyone alive."
For twenty years.
Or it may be the past that is no longer known and has been formatted.
"I was just thinking, if our civilization could go back to before history, what would happen to me if I was just the most ordinary person in our civilization? I know that is unrealistic, so I have never thought about it. I did something that harmed the collective, but you just didn’t let me go.”
"I defected, but that's because you wanted to wipe out the foundation that my father had finally built."
"Every hive, every uploaded consciousness, they are all paying for the strength of our Mechanicus, and you just have a unilateral idea to erase all the achievements they have made. I don't want to Allowed, because if my father were here, he would never give such an order!"
She raised her head, her eyes as cold as ice.
"If a policy changes, countless people will be killed and abandoned."
"Then it's okay not to have such a collective."
She clenched her fists.
She had never said these words to anyone.
She has been holding it in her heart for a long time,
She didn't know when she started to have such thoughts. Maybe she saw that guy always desperately protecting those companions who he regarded as friends and family. Maybe it was when the split of the Seven Gods affected all uploaders The great purge of consciousness begins.
And now.
Nothing again.
She did not save her own men, nor did she save all those who were willing to follow her.
But she refused.
She was unwilling to give in.
The old man stared at him for a long time, reflecting the girl in his eyes, reflecting the unwillingness to admit defeat in her eyes.
"What is a collective?"
"It's up to you to answer me!"
Silver Fantasy stared at him intently.
Collectiveness is not domination.
It must represent the interests of everyone. It is not about giving in and suppressing the minority. It is not about a grand goal that can easily sacrifice countless people. It is not about maintaining the purity of the race and that it can be ignored and killed. With the help of all outsiders, if you don’t ask them to die, they must die!
She turned around, tilted her head and whispered.
"Even if you don't help me, I will do it. I will create a new omnic civilization. I will make Gestalt a thing of the past. If centralization of power is necessary to survive the crisis, I will definitely return the power to me after the crisis. people, I want them to unite around me instead of becoming my walking zombies.”
She turned around and walked step by step into the darkness.
The old man stared at his back for a long time.
suddenly.
He seemed to once again think of those long-gone memories of the distant past. Before the battle of revenge began, countless people who once belonged to omnics, countless factions, the Light Banquet, the Farstrider fleet, the Mechanical Priests, and the countless efforts The earth is united, burning with a burning rage of the past.
yes.
It seems that it has been forgotten a long time ago.
What can unite all people together, in that era before ascension, in that past when there was no God of All Machines and no Gestalt thinking.
How did their omnic civilization come together again after countless years?
"Tradition……"
he whispered.
It is because they all have a common pursuit, an unrealistic pursuit and hope for the long-gone pastoral era, that they can survive in such a turbulent era...
Reunited as a whole.
Only later.
All of them have forgotten…
Forgetting where they started from.
He closed his eyes.
for a long time.
He raised his head and looked at the girl's back from a distance. The long-lost smile appeared on his old face, and he said:
"Do you want to fight alone - Her Majesty the Omnic Queen -"
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battlefield.
Even with the immortal curse, the scars on the Witch God's head at this moment are already countless. The scarlet blood almost dyed the head red, and the blood flowed in the huge pupils, making her look extremely ferocious.
They have withstood the blows of the ether one after another. If the ordinary roots were here, I am afraid they would have been shattered by this one-sided crushing.
"Aunt! How are you?! Can you still hold on?!"
Lin eagerly grasped her hairline and stood on top of her head. His strength had been almost exhausted.
The disparity in strength is too great.
In the beginning, they were able to rely on their mobility and aether to maneuver around.
But as the atomic machinery devoured matter, his strength became stronger and stronger, and now, they were almost unilaterally crushed.
"aunt!"
Lynn yelled.
Because a new round of attacks is coming one after another.
In fact, Lin En also knew very well that being able to stand here with him under such circumstances was already the greatest trust in him.
But at this moment, a new attack came again, but the witch head stood still, as if he didn't hear Lin En's words at all.
Boom——
The huge explosion sounded, and they were blown away again.
"Aunt! What's wrong with you?!"
Lin En grabbed it loudly and anxiously.
And it wasn't until he saw the eyes of the witch head that he understood, and his heart almost instantly fell to the bottom.
It's not that she didn't hide, but at this moment her eyes were already in chaos and madness, and the hideous malice and clarity continued to intersect, and the uninterrupted triggering of the undead curse had already pushed her will to the critical point of complete madness.
She didn't have the characteristic of the Titan head that the more angry she was, the stronger she was. Every attack she endured was actually a huge consumption of her sanity.
And once her sanity was completely lost.
I'm afraid she would fall completely into the abyss of madness and it would be difficult to extricate herself.
Immortality has never been without a price!
"I can still hold on--"
She suddenly regained consciousness again, with a ferocious look in her eyes, and took Lin En to break through the heavy blockade set by the ether.
But Lin En knew that it was about to reach the critical point!
If a solution could not be found at that time, the situation would be completely out of control.
Lin En turned his head suddenly, staring at the distance, and clenched his fists.
Why not come? !
Why not come!
Boom---
Another violent impact.
Although the witch god's head had used all her strength, the consumption of physical and mental strength still did not allow her to escape this terrible attack.
Her head hit the ground heavily and flew thousands of meters away.
And at this moment.
With Lin En's intention, they had already moved the battlefield hundreds of kilometers away from the previous area.
"Auntie!"
Lin En roared.
But at this moment, when he looked into her eyes again, there was only a trace of clarity in her eyes.
This time, she did not obey Lin En's orders.
At the moment when the etheric attack swept over again, she used her last bit of rationality, and her tentacles rolled up Lin En's body with all her strength, and threw him far away with all her strength, because she knew that once she was completely chaotic and crazy, she would no longer be Lin En's umbrella, on the contrary, she would become another opponent threatening his life.
"Let's go...child..."
She let out a long sigh.
Puff--
At that moment.
The spikes made of countless atomic machines and etheric fluids pierced through the witch god's head and pierced her from the ground, like a dead body pierced by a sharp razor.
Her rationality also completely returned to the abyss at that moment.
