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Chapter 1312. Murphy! I really hold a grudge!

"Mannis, look for the bombing beacons launched by the Sentinel Corps on the battlefield ahead of you, and use your time power to evacuate all friendly forces within the beacons!"

Murphy's shout resounded above the now numb Pipi Snake's spirit, causing Pipi Snake to scream immediately:
"What the hell is this bombing beacon? Who would understand what you're saying now? Can you please throw down a few more God's Scepters while you have the time? We're almost surrounded, and the giants can't hold on any longer.

Although they kept claiming that they would not retreat, I sensed that they were actually quite panicked.”

"The God's Scepter is a weapon that is used for precise beheading, but it is not used to inflict injuries in situations like this. You bastard, I can't save you even if I empty my arsenal, but now quickly find those landmarks and move the people out!

That thing is what can save your life!"

Murphy had to explain it to the unlearned Mannis, which was actually to grab its head and roar at it at the spiritual level to wake up the snake. Immediately, under Murphy's instructions, it looked for the bombing beacon that had been silently thrown into the battlefield by the Sentinel Corps.

That thing is easy to find.

It is right in the center of the chaotic battlefield area at the border of the star realm, like a suspended pole with a light, hovering there in a way that attracts everyone's attention, and flashing to express the approaching danger. This thing projects a huge circular area in all directions, which probably represents the range of the upcoming weapons bombing.

But no matter how you look at it, the bombing range of this thing is a bit too small, with a diameter of only about fifteen kilometers, and its effective destructive area is not even one-third of the Scepter of God.

This doesn't seem very reliable no matter how you look at it.

However, Mennis noticed that the bombing beacon was very strange. Many Chaos beasts were trying to destroy it in the dark tide of the Warp, but it seemed to be in another space, just projecting a reflection in reality and could not be destroyed in a normal way.

There are six such signposts, lined up outside the wall fortress built by Mother Gaia at the border of the star realm. Together, Mannis and Tristana quickly transferred several demigods in the bombing zone, and then they watched eagerly for the arrival of the "life-saving thing" that Murphy mentioned.

At the same time, behind the astral border, with the phase shift directed by Hades himself, a warp-hunting patrol ship of the Sentinel Corps quietly "peeked" out from the changing light of the plane like an owl in the dark night.

This thing is a true starship, with the bow area alone being five kilometers long.

Its appearance is quite consistent with the sci-fi style in Murphy's cognition. The square-headed shape has basically no extra decoration. All the visible areas at the bow are angular, full of capable and indirect lines, and the special gray-black metal reflects a unique light in the star world.

Just like a real steel dragon poking its head out of its own lair, while the entire ship was still in the phase transition, the bow that entered the star realm opened the torpedo launcher, and the next moment, six digital rate torpedoes dragged dark blue plasma flames over the Gaia giant wall in front and landed accurately in the area of ​​​​the six bombing indicator beacons.

Mennis and the other demigods stared at the grand fireworks and explosions, as if the scenery was being smashed down by God's scepter.

But it didn't!

There were no fireworks, no sounds, not even the necessary arcs of light. It was as if six dud bombs had hit the craziest battlefield, disappearing into the sea without making any movement.

This made Mannis curse the visitor as unreliable.

But at the moment when the wounded Pipi Snake jumped up, six "black holes" exploded simultaneously on the battlefield in front of him.

Of course, this is just an exaggeration, not a real black hole.
This thing is much more dangerous than a black hole that swallows all matter.

All matter within the explosion range of the digital rate torpedo was decomposed and reconstructed at the rule level the moment it was caught up in the destructive force. This may be a bit profound, so let's put it simply. With the six explosion areas as nodes, the "reality" in the area with a width of 30 kilometers in front of the entire Gaia giant wall collapsed in an instant.

Everything that existed in it was "deleted".

Be it the matter and space system of the astral world, chaotic creatures, or the corrosive energy brought by the subspace tides, anything based on "reality" has lost the support of its existence, just like a landscape painting with the paper roughly torn into pieces. No matter how beautiful or abstract the picture is, it is meaningless because the things that carry the meaning of their existence are gone.

"I boil it!"

The snake was so frightened that its tail instantly straightened up, and its good brother Cuitan next to it also retracted its head and limbs into its shell.

The entire battlefield fell silent at this moment, but even the most insane and desperate chaotic creatures did not dare to rashly step forward and step into that "nothing" area.

Obviously, the digital rate torpedo is not only effective instantly, but it will also form a special "field" after the explosion, and any matter that enters it will be deleted along with the collapsed reality.

The level of this black technology had obviously surpassed what Pipi Snake and its demigod companions could understand. They could not find any words to describe their feelings at the moment, and the astral giants on Gaia's giant wall also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the scene of the digital torpedo explosion.

Although they are not the same unit as the Sentinel Legion, there was some cooperation between the two sides when they opened up the Warp front in the early years, and they have witnessed similar weapons exploding on the Warp battlefield with their own eyes.

but
"Why do I feel that the destructive power of this thing has been enhanced in the astral realm?"

The weak Kulkan lay beside the Mother Earth, and she whispered:
"As far as I can remember, a torpedo can only explore a few kilometers at most. In the subspace battlefield, this kind of torpedo simply cannot achieve the strategic isolation effect it is doing now."

“It has indeed been strengthened.”

The Moon Maiden of Avalon, the most knowledgeable of all the djinns, leaned on her moonlight staff and wiped the non-existent sweat from her forehead while saying:

"I have heard the Sentinels talk about their digital rate weapons. They said that there is no unified physical law that can be measured in the subspace, and the mathematical laws there are also discontinuous and change at any time. Therefore, the destructive power of digital rate weapons in the chaotic plane will be reduced to an unbearable level.

Although the astral plane has been shattered and this plane is dead, it at least still has fixed and measurable laws of reality, so the destructive power of the Sentinels' digital weapons here will return to normal levels."

"Look at that hunting patrol ship!!!"

The moment after the spirits breathed a sigh of relief, they all turned around at the sound of Li Ji's shrill cry, and saw that the Sentinel Hunting Patrol Ship, which had made a cool appearance and settled the border conflict with one strike, and seemed invincible, had completed its phase transfer.

The rear half of this invincible hunting patrol ship, which was nearly 30 kilometers long, had been completely destroyed.

The corrosion from the Chaos Plane was sticking to the back of the Sentinel ship like some kind of black muddy living thing, and black flames were burning on it. The giants could see thousands of Sentinel warriors surrounding the attacked area of ​​the ship and fighting against the increasingly activated corrosion concepts. Judging from the current scene, the back half of this mountain-like ship was most likely lost.

"Our hunting patrol ship is about to crash! All creatures below please take shelter immediately! Repeat! This ship is infected with primordial chaos and is about to crash! All creatures below please take shelter immediately!"

The Sentinel Corps' instructions caused the astral bumpkins below to scatter in a hurry. At the same time, the chief centurion, Ms. Erza, also contacted Alpha, who was watching the show in the material world.

She requested:

"This hunting patrol ship is no longer able to expel Chaos Corrosion through conventional means! After the crash, please ask Alpha to aim a God's Scepter at this ship and use the high-energy purification effect to help this ship escape the most tragic fate." "Well, bombarding allies sounds weird, but if you are sure you want to do this, I can help."

Murphy adjusted the firing angle of the God's Scepter and activated the hyperdimensional aiming to lock the target. He said:

"If you fire the Scepter of God, your ship will be destroyed. So, we have to say goodbye before we even meet?"

"Just offline temporarily."

Ms. Erza sighed and said:
"Once the damage exceeds 80%, the ship will enter self-repair mode, and all members of the ship will undergo a material reconstruction.

If you are lucky, I will invite you to board my hunting patrol ship in fifteen days at most according to the real world standard time, Your Excellency Alpha, but now, let's not give Chaos another chance to humiliate us.

Please aim the Scepter of God at us.

There is no need to worry about the other Sentinel vehicles of the Corps. Once the reconstruction of the astral plane is completed, this ship, as the navigation ship, will send a gathering signal to the other sisters. At that time, the entire Sentinel Corps will leave the phase and dive to the astral plane to join us. "

"It sounds really sci-fi, sir. It seems that you guys are really in a different style. Well, the God's Scepter launch program has been initiated. The estimated countdown to hitting the target is two minutes and twenty-seven seconds."

Murphy whispered:
"Then, see you in fifteen days, Your Excellency the Chief Ten Thousand Man."

"Well, I will definitely thank you when we meet again. Alpha, now please allow me to go to the data space given by the Creator to rest. The Ten Thousand Sentinel Individual Erza is offline for the time being!"

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"buzz"

The brief communication between the two sides ended at this moment. As the countdown reached zero, an arrow wrapped in the light of creation fell from the dim sea of ​​stars.

Under the stunned gaze of the giants and demigods, the Sentinel Hunting Patrol that was struggling to save itself was hit. The burning of the Fire of Creation drove away and annihilated the troublesome primordial chaos, and finally only the wreckage of the giant metal ship remained at the crash site.

But before the country bumpkin demigods could ask a question, a unique force field enveloped the wreckage, causing it to break out of its current phase and begin to rapidly repair itself as if it had escaped into another dimension.

"Fuck."

Mannis the snake was a fool. He racked his brains to come up with a word:
"Is this probably the legendary 'nanotechnology'?"

"Ah, since you can say this word, it seems that your membership in all platforms is not in vain."

Murphy sighed and said:
"You'll be able to see them in fifteen days. Also, don't play around the explosion pit of the digital torpedo recently. I just looked up the technical parameters of this thing. The residual reality collapse effect after it explodes may last for seven to ten days. If you accidentally get contaminated by it, you will die.

After all, even the mysterious time is a concept that can only exist based on the laws of reality."

Mannis didn't speak for a long time, then said in a dull tone:
"Are you sure these guys were really created by the Creator? How come they have a completely different style from the Sons of Creation in the material world? And after seeing their fighting style, I suddenly felt that it was quite boring. So what if they became gods?
I don't think a god can withstand a digital rate torpedo."

"Are you underestimating the gods?"

Murphy complained:
"When great power belongs to oneself, when your existence itself is the pillar of reality, even if digital torpedoes explode around you, it is nothing more than a breeze. This is just the different manifestations of technology and metaphysics when they reach their extremes. There is no question of which is higher or lower.

The reason you can't bear it is your own fault, not the force you are walking with.

Of course, I don't have time to argue with you about this now.
Rest up, Mannis, have a good rest. There are many things to do next. First of all, you have to find a nest for you in the material world. "

"Ok?"
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"Uuhahahaha!"

At the same time as the astral plane and the subspace were undergoing drastic changes, in the material world, the border of the Transian filthy swamps had become an "exploration site" and in the deepest part of the Baphomet labyrinth. The goat-men cultists of the Church of Nightmare were bathing in the filthy blood rain like mad, celebrating as savagely and crazily as cannibals.

They have reason enough to celebrate today.

Because today, the nightmare tyrant they have secretly worshipped for hundreds of years has finally "awoke".

Well, although the Nightmare Church is far from the level of Dusk in terms of scale or strength, they also have their own ethics as cultists. To be specific, these guys are simply "inspirational examples" among the bad guys.

First, the Transians treated this place as a public toilet and could come and go as they pleased. Then, the Black Scourge army swept through and captured the Nightmare Cultists and sacrificed them to their evil gods.

After finally surviving the Black Plague, the hateful Transians finally defeated the Black Plague Jackals. They thought they could have some peace and quiet and worship their evil gods behind closed doors, but Murphy started recruiting more players, causing newbies to come here one after another and use it as a place to level up, making the cultists miserable.

Despite all this, they can still persist in this cult maze until now. It can be seen that these nightmare believers do have some perseverance.

But you said you can do this, why don't you go out and do something else, why do you have to stay in such an unlucky place and worship such an unlucky god.

Moreover, the so-called "awakening" of the evil gods is just a way for them to flatter themselves.

The truth is, the awakening of the Nightmare Tyrant has nothing to do with the persistent sacrifices of these cultists. It was purely because the chief monk took a back door and issued an order to open the cage of the old gods.

In addition to the Nightmare Tyrant, this wave also includes the Dark Lord and some other prehistoric evil spirits. It is hoped that they will cause chaos and confuse people so as to give Dusk a chance to fish in troubled waters.

But there are indeed some guys with not-so-smart brains who are really planning to cause trouble!

The nightmare tyrant Baphomet was weaving an even more terrifying nightmare realm in the Great Maze with the help of his group of believers of questionable quality, and then he received a "team-up invitation" from the Lord of Darkness.

"I'm going to Transia to mess with Murphy."

Laohei said succinctly:

"Your territory is very close to there. None of the Transian warriors are in the territory, so the defense is at its weakest. Together, we two brothers will kill like crazy! I sow darkness, and you weave nightmares. I just want to vent my anger, and all the blood and food in the area will belong to you!
But you have to follow my instructions on how to do things, deal?"

"Hmm? There's such a good thing? Deal!"

(End of this chapter)