Sister is missing, black technology slaughters all races

Chapter 79: The Great Purge ends with brutal executions.

After a brief silence, the liquid Terminator robots took their positions in an orderly manner.

Then, a new round of mission instructions began to be carried out ruthlessly.

Whether it was a busy street, a quiet alley, a spacious hall, or a secluded room, countless cold bodies were dragged out mercilessly by the iron fist.

In just a few moments, the corpses piled up like a mountain, forming a shocking mound of corpses.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the number of corpses varied depending on the size of the pile of corpses.

Dozens or even hundreds of Terminator robots all raised their terrifying high-energy particle guns.

It was as if they received silent attack commands at the same time and jointly activated a powerful fusion attack mode.

In an instant, it seemed as if all the noise between heaven and earth had frozen, with only a few dazzling high-energy particle lasers interweaving and converging in the air.

In a flash, it twisted its fiery body like a giant, agile dragon of light, and finally merged into a majestic beam of light.

And in this massive operation, the robots that follow the command to "clean up the corpses" are not solo dancers.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and then an earth-shaking explosion sounded.

After a moment, it hit the pile of corpses.

At the same time, this thrilling scene also came into everyone's eyes.

Murmuring about their tragic past of struggling, dying and being miserable in this world.

The originally dead silent and depressing scene was cleared up in an instant.

In cities all over the world.

The liquid Terminator robots walked with firm steps, cold and ruthless, transforming into iron-hearted law enforcers and launching the cleanup operation with a clear goal.

Now, no one has escaped the law and all have been captured.

"Boom~"

In an instant, many people were extremely frightened, and felt a hot current slipping down their trouser legs like a runaway horse.

The next moment, the towering mountain of corpses was instantly reduced to ashes under the baptism of the light column, and not even a trace of debris survived.

Around them, there are also many liquid terminators, which are responsible for more critical and cruel tasks.

To the super artificial intelligence Protoss, Lin Chen is his father, his creator, and a great being like a god.

That is to ruthlessly execute one by one those newcomers who were marked on the death cleanup list during several flips.

At that time, in front of the projection screen with interlaced light and shadow, there were people who were once jubilant, verbally abused, and ridiculed Lin Chen when they saw him fall into a disadvantage or suffer misfortune.

A few wisps of green smoke slowly rose up and floated lightly in the air, as if they were the only elegy left behind by the mountain of corpses that once existed.

All the ants who slander Him, defame Him, and disrespect Him should not exist in this world.

This scene, like a strong wind sweeping fallen leaves and thunder bombarding rotten wood, displays cruelty and destruction vividly while retaining its shocking artistic beauty.

Nowadays, the effective time has only been slightly extended.

Moreover, Lin Chen had issued orders before.

In every corner, similar screams and hysterical emotions intertwined into a chaotic symphony.

Some people struggled desperately, their voices becoming hoarse with fear, and they screamed hysterically.

"Oh! Let go! Let go! What crime have I committed to deserve this treatment?"

Some people were trembling, their faces pale, but they still held on to a glimmer of hope in despair, shouting for help at the top of their lungs. "Help! The robot is about to kill people! Whoever can save me will be rewarded with my entire fortune!"

Of course, there are also people who look stubborn.

Even though he was behind bars, he still argued loudly and stubbornly, trying to use words to resist the approaching cold iron fist.

"Lin Chen! You are doing evil things and slaughtering the human race. I will never bow to you! Kill me! If you kill me, there will be others to come!"

In addition, there were people with red eyes and choked voices, begging desperately, trying to touch the hard-hearted robots with their concerns for the elderly and children in their families in exchange for a glimmer of hope for life.

"Please spare my life! I have elderly parents to take care of and young children to raise at home. Please spare me!"

"I will never say such mean things again! I will never say, comment or make random remarks again."

At this moment, every area was filled with cries of fear, anger, or begging for mercy, forming a ukiyo-e of the various aspects of human life.

The liquid terminator robots, however, remained indifferent as ever, continuing their ruthless cleanup work.

The extremely hard metal arms, like ruthless iron clamps, easily clamped the throats of those people.

They struggled desperately, and shrill wails and humble pleas for mercy came out of their throats.

However, those liquid Terminator robots were like frozen sculptures, indifferent to all the cries and extremely cold.

At this moment, the squares in various cities are like the battlefields of life and death defined by the pen of fate, and the targets for cleaning up in various areas are gathered here one by one.

These people were confined in a small space by an invisible force field.

Fear, despair, anger, sadness...all kinds of negative emotions intertwined into a sad symphony.

People shouted at the top of their lungs, yet it seemed so pale and powerless.

Despite this, at this moment of life and death, no one dared to step out of the circle.

Not long ago, dozens of dead souls used bloody facts to sound the alarm for the world.

Those who go out of the circle will die!
That tragic scene was engraved deeply in everyone's heart like a brand, turning into an invisible shackle that restrained all those who wanted to break free from the shackles.

Every trembling soul understands that the circular boundary is the gap between life and death.

If you take one step forward, there will be no return.

Not far away, ordinary people who were not involved in the arrest storm stopped to watch.

Everyone has their own thoughts and their appearances are different.

Some people in the crowd witnessed this scene and felt deep sympathy in their hearts, with a hint of sadness quietly appearing on their faces.

As if he could feel the endless suffering of those arrested, the compassion in his eyes was as clear and deep as autumn water.

Others were so frightened by the sudden tense situation that they lost their minds. Fear swept through their bodies like a cold wind, and they shivered uncontrollably.

His face was as pale as paper, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were wandering, as if he would be swallowed by this fear in the next moment.

The trembling body is like a dead leaf swaying in the wind and rain, fragile and helpless.

There are also some people whose eyes are burning with anger. Faced with such injustice and power, their hearts are filled with indignation.

They clenched their fists in silence, their knuckles turning slightly white from excessive force and veins visible.

Even in the clenched palms, one could vaguely see traces of blood seeping out from the suppressed rage.

Anger is silent but powerful, like a volcano about to erupt, concealed in its silence is the power to shake the heavens and the earth.

(End of this chapter)