Chapter 1561 Moon War (Seventy-three)

"I'm sure they already know my plan, but they don't know everything. Because those calculation models for the future have not yet been born, I will completely improve them in the past time." The emperor's words made Hamil The mage was a little confused. Although he is already one of the most powerful mystics in Karma Taj, the emperor did not entrust him with all the secrets. On the contrary, Victor von Doom, who left Karma Taj, could understand what the emperor said. talk. "For them, the calculation model has not yet been established, and there are too many possibilities. Even if they are omnipotent, they cannot create a stone that they cannot lift. This means that we still have an advantage. The only remaining Advantage, I have to take advantage of that.”

"What do you want to do again?" Master Hamil asked eagerly, "The Venerable has returned to Kama Taj. If you have any plans, you can discuss it with the Venerable, right?"

There was an indescribable expression on the emperor's face.

"Never again, Master Hamil."

When Master Hamil continued to ask, he did not explain the specific reason. His expression returned to normal, and there was no longer any change, so much so that Master Hamil wanted to cast a detection spell - although he knew it was useless, Master Hamil had no other way - to judge whether the emperor was lying. . However, under Constantine's stern gaze, Master Hamil did not wave his prosthetic limb in the end. After all, the Praetorian Guards never allowed anyone to use psychic arcana on the emperor, even if it was just a tiny, harmless, nearly The magic of joking is also extremely dangerous in the eyes of the Imperial Guards. After all, the emperor had already shown the Imperial Guard how to hijack minds and cast arcane spells. Magic that could flash a firework would instantly become a portal for summoning monsters.

"Don't you trust the Supreme Mage?" Master Hamil asked.

"I will always trust the Sorcerer Supreme, but only the Sorcerer Supreme. This is a secret, nothing more."

The emperor paused and stretched out his hand to open the time bubble.

The shell casings of the anti-aircraft cannon at the far end were barely able to fall to the ground. The roar of artillery and bolt guns seemed to come from a distant place, superimposing each other to form a mixed loud noise, etc. Plasma, laser and explosive bombs The formed torrent splashed towards the Inhuman city in the distance, completely illuminating the city in the shadow. The emperor stared at the Inhuman city in the darkness. The dense buildings were peeled off layer by layer under the attack of artillery fire, revealing the fatal core area to him. He could hear the shouts and wails of the wounded under the ruins, and could also hear the angry voices of some people. Shouted, but then these sounds were drowned out by even more terrifying screams of pain. He could hear the war cry of the genetically modified warriors, and hundreds of meters away, the slaughter continued.

"Do you still remember what was the last research conducted by the Venerable before he left the earth? That research was too deadly for the existences in the outer dimensions. They will keep a close eye on the Venerable... The Venerable did this for We buy time to divert their attention, otherwise the secret will be leaked if we reveal it to His Holiness."

"I accept that for now."

The emperor nodded, his eyes still focused on the distance.

It wasn't until a shock wave smashed into rows of building debris that he reached out and held the holy sword at his waist. "Calling the Praetorian Guards and activating the Hover Gunship. I promised Black Bolt a dignified death, now is the time to fulfill my promise."

Maximus holds the great sword tightly in his right hand and holds the head of the priestess in his left hand.

There were several corpses in front of him, and the stench of the dying creatures' excretion was uncomfortable. However, Maximus stood in front of the high platform to accept the ceremony. When Maximus realized that he was well adapted to this environment, he subconsciously checked his mind, hoping to discover some implanted psychological hints. However, when he realized what he was doing, this thought quickly disappeared - Peril was indeed his Holy Marriage, just the headless corpse - although this scene appeared to others It's very disgusting, but in the eyes of these believers, it is part of the ritual. Maximus felt nothing about this, and could even be said to be very satisfied. After giving up thinking, he experienced everything as if separated by a thick layer of frosted glass, until the ceremony was over, and the believers took away the head of the priestess. After putting it and his body into the sarcophagus, Maximus blinked as if he had just woken up from a dream.

With the help of the believers, he put on a new set of ceremonial clothes, with a new symbol painted on the clothes. A symbol that expresses the singularity of the Big Bang, a symbol that expresses the existence of gods before the birth of the universe, a symbol that expresses the eternity of truth. The symbol drawn intuitively by Maximus was a simplified version of this symbol, which contained more meaning in the ritual and was at the same time more sacred because it contained the names of all the gods.

A loud sound penetrated the collapsed buildings, and was transmitted into the temple together with the vibration of the shell explosion. The high pitch of the killing sound was difficult to distinguish. Even though this voice was extremely unfamiliar, his blood-connected intuition still told him that this voice belonged to his brother, Black Bolt. Maximus raised his head, and his eyes seemed to be able to see his brother through the layers of decks and corpses.

I will see him die, he thought. "I should be there to witness the fall of the usurper."

"It's your power, but not now."

"This is my power, the power of the King of Attilan."

"You're not yet."

"Your Majesty?" The armed men who followed Maximus to the temple no longer concealed their identity as believers. In their eyes, Maximus now has the power to rule the spiritual and material worlds. "When do we leave?"

"Now, I am going to witness the fall of the usurper..."

Maximus walked down the slippery steps, holding the silver sword firmly in his hand. It wasn't until this moment that he realized that black smoke like twisted worms was wrapped around the sword, making his eyes hurt just by looking directly at it. "No, not now." The armed cultist did not notice the expression on Maximus's face. The expression of confrontation with himself was extremely distorted, but he hid it well. By constantly exerting psychological suggestions on himself, Maximus was able to temporarily control his facial muscles. "According to the original plan. The usurper will inevitably die under the sword of the invader. I need more power. In order to occupy the lower deck, bring your gospel to the darkness and bring the light of truth revelation to those who will never see the light of day. That's our strength."

The genetically modified warriors encountered unprecedented obstacles in advancing the civilian clan front.

As we all know, any individual anti-tank missile used by humans on earth cannot penetrate the highly heat-resistant micro-explosive anti-armor plates of genetically modified warriors. The armor of armored vehicles made of similar materials can also resist metal jet attacks, and the armor is carrying The weapon has more powerful reactive armor. In tests conducted by Immortal City technicians, even naval guns were unable to penetrate the armor plate. However, this time, the sudden large-scale sonic attack directly paralyzed several armored vehicles, all the internal electronic components were shattered, and even the mechanical components suffered from metal fatigue.

The genetically modified warrior immediately activated the manual switch, opened the car door and got out of the car to respond to the enemy.

Attilan Star Fortress is an extremely complex battlefield environment. They will encounter various forms of attacks, including but not limited to psychic energy, plasma, and lasers. They have even encountered mutants who cannot be killed and can heal themselves quickly. Faced with this situation, the genetically modified warriors immediately came up with a solution. But when they stepped off the armored vehicle and placed the bolter on the shield, another sonic attack followed, knocking the genetically modified warrior wearing heavy armor away, just like a speeding car. The train hit them.

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