Sister is missing, black technology slaughters all races

Chapter 81: Suppress the world and the whole world is in mourning.

"Boom boom boom~"

With a loud noise that shook the world, countless beams of blazing particle light tore through the air like arrows at dawn, heading straight for the target within the circle.

The lights intertwine, blazing and dazzling.

It was a gorgeous firework display like a falling star, but it concealed endless death and destruction.

Under the baptism of light, all signs of life in the circle evaporated instantly, leaving no trace.

The robot army attacked accurately and ruthlessly, without any hesitation or mercy, and carried out the Protoss' orders with iron discipline.

Anyone who dares to disobey Lin Chen will be ruthlessly wiped out.

At this moment, Lin Chen was like an ancient tyrant reborn.

At the command, all things bowed and no one could stop them.

"Fuck! You beast!"

Perhaps, for them, such an ending can be called a "death worth while."

After a long time.

There were a few outspoken guys present, and as soon as they blurted out the words, they were immediately swallowed up by the sudden white light in front of them.

Wherever it passed, millions of lives turned to dust, and thousands of miles of fertile land were dyed red.

At this moment, they could only hear their shrill roars.

A few guys who were unfortunately implicated had their limbs broken in an instant. The tragic scene was unbearable to watch.

“This…this…this…this is too cruel!”

The surroundings were filled with the mixed sounds of fear, pain and anger, until...

Countless people stared at it with dull eyes, their brains trembling wildly.

Every city fell into deathly silence.

"Dead! All dead!"

“Ahhh! My hand! My hand is gone! Lin Chen, you son of a bitch…”

In an instant, before it could even utter a single moan, it dissipated like mist.

"Lin Chen, your methods are so cruel, you will be punished by God and will not have a good end!" Another person gritted his teeth and cursed.

"You bastard, what does it have to do with me if he curses you?" another person responded angrily, obviously full of resentment about this sudden disaster.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Once the anger is ignited, it will sweep away the remaining clouds like a strong wind.

Several deafening noises exploded again, followed by deathly silence.

"..."

Those who were just bystanders and could be considered innocent were all killed at this moment.

He could be judged innocent just now, but after swearing those words, he really deserved to die.

For the super artificial intelligence Protoss who are the manipulators behind the scenes, cause and effect are not important.

Whether before or after.

Those who curse and insult the supreme creator Lin Chen do not deserve to live in this world.

At this moment, the cities seemed to be frozen in deathly silence.

After experiencing baptism of blood and fire again and again and witnessing the terrifying power of the liquid Terminator robot with his own eyes, his mood has sunk to the bottom.

No matter ordinary people or warriors, they cannot hide the deep despair on their faces.

This kind of fear is more than a thousand times more terrifying than the alien armies invading the world in the dark ages of the past.
Thinking back to those days, even though the foreign races came like a flood and a beast.

However, many of the human race's martial arts ancestors still hold on to a glimmer of faith, firmly believing that as long as they fight back, even at the cost of their lives, there is hope of expelling them.

However, now, facing the hundreds of millions of Grandmaster-level combat robots all over the world, this determination to resist seems so pale and powerless.

After all, in the dark and bloody war period, every alien race that fell was an irreversible loss, and their numbers would only become smaller and smaller.

But now these terrifying technological products are like a bottomless pit.

It can be produced in batches continuously, seemingly without end.

What's more, in just twenty years, Lin Chen has quietly created so many horrifying black-tech weapons.

Such a terrifying development speed can't help but make people think deeply.

Facing such a Lin Chen who can both endure and lie dormant and yet burst out with amazing energy, is there really hope of defeating him?
Thinking of this, those supporters of the warrior class who were lucky enough not to be swept up in the purge list.

My heart felt like a huge rock sinking, sinking deeper and deeper, falling into the endless dark abyss.

Their state of mind is just like the abyss.

It was hollow, cold, and filled with an air of despair that could not be dispelled.

I raised my heavy head with difficulty and looked around. Everywhere I looked was depression and silence.

The passion and enthusiasm of the past have now been ruthlessly blown away by the cold wind.

The only option for survival is to lie dormant.

He can only hide in the dark like a wounded beast, lick his wounds silently, and wait for the opportunity.

In this desperate moment of storm, these people can only place their last glimmer of hope on the distant battlefield of all races.

I pray that the powerful human beings on the front line can know this news as soon as possible.

We look forward to those heroes counterattacking as soon as possible, judging the demon Lin Chen and restoring order to the human race.

As night fell, cities became like giant beasts shrouded in sorrow, emitting waves of suppressed, sorrowful sobs.

Today's affairs are complicated and are impacting everyone's heart like a storm.

There are too many changes and sufferings to cope with.

Only in this moment of total silence can one seem to find a chance to breathe.

The fear, helplessness and sorrow hidden deep in the heart are able to carefully surface and release the pent-up emotions through tears.

Sobbing has become the only vulnerability they can freely reveal in this chaotic world.

However, although the crying was sincere, it was also restrained. Every grieving soul was trying their best to maintain the bottom line of rationality and dared not let themselves completely sink into the abyss of sadness.

Because they know clearly that in the dark streets and alleys outside, countless liquid Terminator robots are lurking like ghosts.

Every few meters, there is a pair of cold and ruthless eyes with a red glow peering in the darkness.

The existence of these metal monsters itself is an invisible threat, constantly reminding people that the crisis is not far away and that a disaster may be triggered if they are not careful.

In addition, there are the electronic products that we rely on in our daily lives.

At this moment, it seemed to have changed in nature and transformed into an invisible watcher.

Like a shadow, it is everywhere.

Behind the screen that usually brings convenience and joy, there may now be a pair of prying eyes lurking.

Privacy and weaknesses may be exposed to unknown dangers at any time.

This feeling of being exposed forces anyone who tries to express their emotions to mix tears with vigilance, making it impossible for them to completely relax.

at the same time.

Qingshan City, the top floor of Xingchen Technology.

Lin Chen controlled the clone No. 2 with his consciousness, and immersed himself in the exploration and research of the mysterious saint's consciousness as before.

All around, there are all kinds of strange shapes and sophisticated instruments whose names are difficult to describe.

It is being constructed in an orderly manner by quark-level molecular worms in the microscopic world.

(End of this chapter)