The Witch of Comprehensive Network: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 1291 Some of you colluded with Void? (One update!)

Meanwhile, somewhere in the multiverse
Senior Warlock - Skull Wailing - Oggsir, listen to the report from the dark minions.

Although these dark minions, he did not create alone.

In fact, those warriors who looked crude and resembled orcs condensed many core technologies of their organization.

For this purpose, Oggsl provided the technology of corrupted life creation.

And because the magician is in command of the powers related to the dark life, Oggsir is temporarily in charge of the army of minions created so far.

Strictly speaking, these minions are still failures in the original plan of the organization.

So it doesn't even get a separate name, but is defined with numbers like TQ.1.17.

In fact, from Oggsl's point of view, it quite likes these violent guys.

It's a pity that it doesn't have much say in the organization, and it's always opposed by someone.

Of course, Oggsl has to admit that the guy next to him who is said to have even stuffed his soul into the mainframe does have some skills.

Otherwise, Oggsir would not obey a weak or stupid person.

"It says everything's fine, maybe we've made a mistake."

Oggsl looked at the organization members behind him.

He spread his hands, showing his genius for it.

"We all know: Prediction is not a very reliable thing."

"Are we really going to completely abandon our plan to conquer a natural forbidden area because of an unfounded prophecy?"

"That's related to the completion of TQ.1.17."

While the magician was talking, he looked at a certain mechanical head in the room.

He knew that if even the other party did not refute this.

Then, his attitude will become the attitude of the organization.

However, the other party obviously didn't mean nothing about it.

The light in the mechanical head gradually brightened, as if something was waking up inside.

Not long after, two halos resembling eyes appeared in its empty eye sockets.

There is a cold, emotionless voice coming from the tiny sound-generating device beneath it:

"Mr. Oggsle, your desire for the natural forbidden zone has overcome your reason."

"You should have noticed that TQ.1.17 elite fighters added about the follow-up: 'Two escaped stars appeared in the unknown area...'"

The mechanical head rotated in a circle to show that it looked around at everyone.

Then, under the sorcerer's suddenly gloomy face, it went on to say:

"The observation organ of the TQ.1.17 elite fighter is loaded with the most cutting-edge biochemical reconnaissance model that we can produce stably at present and all compressed historical star maps including the natural forbidden area."

"This means that its grasp of the celestial bodies in the natural forbidden zone is sufficiently objective and precise."

"It can be deduced from this that these two unknown celestial bodies, which are tentatively defined as 'escape stars', have a probability of more than 90% to be the huge threat we predicted through prediction."

The judgment of the mechanical head caused many members of the organization to fall into deep thought.

"So, do we drop scout bloodworms or spell anchors into the area?"

A stooped old man with a beard that almost reached the ground in the crowd asked suddenly.

The sorcerer looked at each other with a cold face.

Compared with the mechanical head, he also dislikes this old guy.

The other party was once a powerful monk who broke the precepts.

Afterwards, after a series of taboo transformations, what exactly is he now has not been able to give a precise characterization.

Only warlocks know:
This old guy is the most powerful individual in the organization.

Standing at such a close distance with such a threatening existence, it is understandable for the magician not to like him.

After all, in the beginning, the organization did not require such close communication...

"Negative, I just tried to ask the spirit world about this, but it was interrupted before it was opened..."

And at this moment, a certain shadow standing in the farthest corner spoke with an extremely hoarse, weird voice like a blunt knife chopping flesh.

This is the prophetic scholar in the organization.

Judging from his name, he is the most normal guy in the organization.

However, the warlock knew that this guy was the craziest.

Others use the spirit world to ask, but they won't get their physical body into it...

And every time you ask, some parts are missing from this guy.

Until now, he has completely become this shadow-like appearance.

But instead of being weakened by it, it exudes a certain unsettling danger.

And now, this dangerous guy seems to have some kind of mood swing.

It's... restless?
The magician's pupils constricted suddenly.

Maybe it was because of the other party, or maybe his perception was more or less giving some kind of warning.

At this moment, he finally felt the belated throbbing.

Unknown celestial body?
Some kind of planetary-scale space fleet?

Or is it a small floating city from some of their "old friends"?
The sorcerer's expression became more and more gloomy.

And at this moment, the magician suddenly received a remote report request from the TQ.1.17 elite fighter.

He is the only one in the organization equipped with this communication system.

After sensing the magician's communication, the conversation that was going on among the people also stopped.

Not long after, the magician frowned and said:

"TQ.1.17 encountered an enemy, a group of mimetic fighters suspected of being transformed from unknown high-level fire elements."

It was at this time that the mechanical head finally came to a conclusion.

The halo in its head began to flicker:
"Destruction warning! (Level: high ancient god), Suspected target data judgment: ** (Because the target has a concept-level malicious tracking capability, the specific name needs to be downloaded independently by the members themselves), the main program is being transferred, please other personnel Make a strategic shift..."

Before everyone could react, the halo in the mechanical head disappeared completely.

Seeing this, the magician and the others stopped hesitating.

How can there be a few simple ones who hang around in such an organization.

As an extreme embodiment of order in a certain sense, the mechanical head can directly give up the part of the body resources in the core area of ​​the organization to start the transfer.

So how bad the situation has become is self-evident.

However, at this moment, the figures who were about to teleport away did not disappear with the radiance of the spell.

"The space is locked."

On the other side, the shadow that originally tried to escape into the spirit world also emerged again.

Although it no longer has any substantial organs on its face.

But everyone still saw strong astonishment from its face:

"The spirit world... kicked me out..."

It was also at this time that the organizational defense system that had not completely collapsed because of the mechanical head faithfully sent a piercing alarm:

"It has been detected that an unknown object-level life in outer space is approaching!"

"Unknown super-large spell fluctuations detected, spatial fluctuation coefficient: 0 (no signal from transmission equipment)..."

The next moment, the protection system projected the monitored images directly into the room.

So everyone was able to see the scarlet light point that was approaching them little by little against the vast background of space...

The warlock suddenly thought of something, he remembered the name he mentioned when mocking and intimidating one of his Void Sect friends.

He glared at the crowd and shouted:

"Some of you colluded with Void?"

"Otherwise, how could that guy find this place!"

A deep fear, like ice from the lowest purgatory, almost froze the warlock.

Precisely because—he knew what they were about to face...

(End of this chapter)