The Bizarre Adventure of Tartaros Fleet

When a traveler is faced with events that look similar but are actually ambiguous, then don’t make any reference based on your own memory, which will lead to catastrophic misjudgments and poor decision-making.According to the honest analysis of the existing clues, just pretend that you have never seen this matter in your previous life, and you don’t understand it at all.

It took her about two seconds to adjust her thinking, and quickly found the doubt, and asked:

"Why should this man with his belly button be seen as a turning point in history?"

"Do you know? This kind of lost person usually knows a lot of things, which is a very dangerous and unstable existence." The old man didn't answer directly, "Since you also come from a super civilized system and are in a high position, you must know this. right?"

Ah... It seems that the Yajin people know a lot about time travellers. Oregana's expression softened - she can conclude that time travelers are dangerous and unstable, which means that there must have been time travelers making trouble in the Ring of Nuer in the past. What happened?That's probably why the man known as Doom was put on alert.

"Well, that's true. This kind of lost person must be treated with caution."

Varen nodded, showing an expression of 'it's easy to say if you understand', and continued:

"So we sent him to the Hippodrome—he was a trespasser after all, and it was wartime, and he should be tried in the Great Hippodrome, where he, like all the lost, will be given the right to fight for his freedom. right."

(meow staring dumbfounded)

This……

Travelers are really hard to deal with, but you guys are too kind, right?After catching the traverser, throw it directly into the arena?

Just think about it, a JAVA engineer who just worked on the program for five days and nights and died suddenly, a game player who was sitting in the guild hall waiting for the server to be shut down when the game was shut down, and a subordinate who was arrested for protecting a subordinate who just got married. Ordinary office workers stabbed to death—traveling to a different world, just thinking about surviving, or when they feel that they are the protagonist and plan to start enjoying life in a different world.

A group of hunks in barrel helmets rushed out, the chains and handcuffs were locked—come!Go to the arena!If you have something to say, survive!

Wow... that scene is scary just thinking about it. (cover face)

It turns out that my attitude towards the time traveler is relatively gentle... If the anthropomorphic onion who was the iron pilot driving the Titan traveled to the Ring of Nur, I'm afraid he would cry on the spot. emmmmm...wait... After crossing, you will directly enter the battlefield to fight mercenaries. Which is milder, this or directly throwing it into the arena?

Liu Lizi next to him showed a surprised expression:

"This is too... irritable, isn't it?"

"What if you don't?"

"Our approach is to look at them themselves. We will give them a chance if they are willing to work for us. If they are not willing to work for us, we will find a way to send him back to his hometown or provide him with a living guarantee."

"It really surprised me...Obviously you..."

Varun's expression was as surprised as Liu Lizi's. He looked up and down at Oregana—this guy was wearing terrible armor and holding a terrible weapon. The heads that come down can be piled up into a mountain] atmosphere.The companions of this guy actually provide life insurance for the lost?Is it possible to be a rice bug?

Sighing in his heart how loose the place called 'Consolidation Department' is, Varen continued:

"In short, that lost man is really good at fighting. Although his technique is rough and cruel, any real guard will be moved by his determination when he charges."

"Whoa..." (unemotional)

"Of course, he won't get a rank and a title. The survivors of the arena can only get one reward, and that is to spread the blessings of the Mekor to those who need it. But think now... if he died in the In the arena, maybe there won’t be the series of things behind. As we all agree, the existence of the lost is dangerous, and even the memory in the brain is dangerous.”

He shook his head, resting his right hand on the handle of his hammer:

"The determination of the foreigner is obvious to all, and his wild words have also been recorded. Queen Mayk summoned him through the Brotherhood of Dia, and she sent her servants to learn his language—on this point, I think you really have Mayk A technology that the Croats are no match for. Queen Mek wanted to learn the language for the simple reason that the Stranger spoke of unknown lands, creatures born of fire, and dark places unknown to the Queen and her servants .This is yet another opportunity to spread the blessings of the Mek to those in need."

"Or, another world that can be conquered?" Nyarlathotep showed an unhappy expression "How can it be like this, passing some self-righteous ideas around and thinking it is a blessing - if everyone thinks so, it will be over .I can't imagine our section chief running around the world 'let everyone listen to the flute of my blessing'."

"Don't say such terrible things and shut up!"

Varen was a little concerned about the subject of the section chief and the flute, but as a psyker—a psyker whose soul shone in the subspace and who knew how to avoid risks from the side of the world, his instinct was prompting He must not ask.After fighting for so many years, killing so many demons, and many former companions fell under his hammer, Valen thought that he would not be afraid of anything anymore, so the tension from the bottom of his heart surprised him very much. .

Then he chose to be cowardly, and continued the original topic without interruption, which also confirmed that a psyker can live for a long time because he pays attention to certain things:

"That was the beginning of everything going to destruction..." Varun said, "That place is hell... And after that, we also know that the Mek tribe is not as kind, holy, and loyal as they appear ..."

Thinking of Queen Mek's sacred appearance, white porcelain appearance, shining wings and huge halo, I have been taught in my childhood that this is the irreplaceable god of the Yajin people.But it was this 'god' who used his desire to pull everyone down into the abyss.

"She found that world, and then the dark ones came from the world below us, not in spaceships or teleportation vehicles, but through the structure of dimensions. It was those terrible demons who stepped across the rotation, turbulence, The flaming gates came here. We fought them here, but there was no end to them, they kept coming. It didn't take long before we were brought to the brink of defeat."

Judging from his expression, Oregana could imagine the scene at that time.

Varen looked like he wasn't just an ordinary soldier, he must have been a commander or something.He might be in his office, or honing his skills at the training ground, and then all of a sudden the city is spawning monsters.Oregana has seen how these ghost things suddenly brushed out, brushed directly on the face, a large pile, far more terrifying than walking in the woods, suddenly hanging from the treetops and leading a thread of worms .After all, worms are at most the size of a finger, and the smallest demon is as tall as a person, and the number is almost as large as World War Zombies. It is almost impossible to survive in the city.

Oregana sighed:

"For civilization in general, they are indeed formidable enemies. Duplicating themselves, mentally disrupting, oppressing the front line and eroding the will of warriors can all be done together."

"That's right, at that time we thought we were doomed, and the Mek tribe couldn't help us defeat them." Varen clenched his fists and slammed them on the stone table in front of him "They are not even as good as us in front of demons, at least We can still fight, and Mek warriors can't even withstand the initial psychic erosion. So the Mek Queen only provides technology, but that is not enough."

The mental resistance of the Mek tribe... so poor?

And judging from the previous information, the special meow of the Mek clan is Gestalt consciousness.The mental resistance at the end is too weak to stand in front of the devil. If you are not careful, you will become the same as the Protos before cutting the braid, right?It all fell apart casually.

Queen Mayk was probably aware of this, so she disengaged immediately after the terminal was polluted to protect herself, and let the servants carry the front and kill themselves without supporting troops.

"The Brotherhood of Dia was the first to discover the mysteries of these vicious creatures. Priests captured several of the beasts and set out to determine the source of their power. That's when we discovered the essence of the Dark Realm, a power that is not entirely ours. Different. It can be tamed and used to power our own weapons, giving the Ajin a chance to fight these demons on equal terms."

Oregana pursed her lips, she felt her throat was a bit dry:

"Then you use it?"

"Well, it's used." Varen turned his gaze sideways, "and it's not only used... The priests believe that through further research on the essence of hell, we can find out its source and cut off its connection with the devil to obtain a powerful weapon on the battlefield." The advantage needed to win. Queen Mek blessed our majesty and instructed the priest to further study the 'scarlet elixir' in the demon realm, because restoring the balance of our universe is her sole purpose. It is necessary for us to assimilate the enemy properly power, because hell is beyond her power."

"..."

Is this the so-called fan of the authorities?Or, simply lost to desire or pressure?

"After much effort, the priests found far more than they had hoped for. They learned the true nature of fel energy and how it could be used to empower seasoned warriors sufficiently to harness its power. The energy flowing in the deformed body can be used to end life, and it can also be used to strengthen life."

"This power can be used to heal, heal, grant immortality, the knowledge and functions revealed are beyond our comprehension. As the guardian priests master the life force of demons, under the righteous gaze of Queen Maek , our people will not only vanquish these evil armies that cling to our walls; it will elevate our existence, ushering in a new era of military science and industrialized healing. Guards will no longer be sick, and Maker will no longer have to worry about collapsing. Everything will improve .No one can any longer oppose our peaceful path and threaten our world. A true balance to Hell and its legions will be established, across time and space, in this side world and in all other worlds - the order will be determined by us. With Together with Maker, we shall have eternal peace."

It’s not a good habit to use technology that you don’t know the principle of indiscriminately, and use it indiscriminately with a piece of tile that will cause mental pollution...It’s enough to walk a tightrope if you use it as a weapon for the army. You can use it directly for civilians, and even use it for some medical technology ?It's a miracle that it doesn't roll over, right?Or is it a sign of overturning that these things will be used for medical technology and put into civilian use, causing the expansion of pollution?

The Ministry of Consolidation has not dared to use the dark worm's bioreactor, psionic network system, remote communication, and biomaterial technology.I have encountered civilizations using the technology of dark worms before - one overturned and almost no one survived, and the reason why the other didn't overturned was because the dark worms themselves ordered themselves as "want to live as stable as a plant every day" The days of surfing the Internet' turned out to be a dead house and overturned.

To be honest, Ligelu itself is also a very clear example of "using throwing bricks and tiles that will cause mental pollution" to pit herself into it, but it is just the opposite example.

At this time, Liu Lizi found a key word that she had never heard before, and she asked:

"What is the 'collapse' that the Mek people are afraid of?"

"Although the Mek are extremely long-lived, they are ultimately subject to some form of biological and spiritual degradation, eventually undergoing a process called "collapsing," in which they voluntarily die, and then undergo a There is a special way to resurrect." Varen explained, "But they lost this way, they can no longer live forever. But the essence of hell can prevent the collapse, so Queen Mek has a tithe tax from us, of course we have to obey Her will, even thinks that the tax is really light. We love our god and trust her blindly..."

"So they want to use Yajin energy to make themselves great again?"

"Yeah, maybe things would have been a lot better if we had found out about that..." The anger in his pupils turned to sadness "No... maybe it wouldn't have changed at all. There's nothing we can do against May The Croats...we can do nothing without the Mekkers. They did not give us theories of science and technology, but directly gave us the formed technologies and products. We can use them, but we will never learn how to make them. If we leave Without the Mek tribe, our civilization will return to the barbaric era..."

This is almost a common feature of rapidly promoted civilizations, and it is also a problem that Oregana has been trying to avoid as much as possible.

Indeed, if primitive civilizations are only taught to use tools easily and quickly, and provided with materials, they will rise quickly.But this rise is just an illusion—they still don't know anything, they don't have any creative ability, they won't produce scientists and inventors who can lead the times, and they can only be used as cannon fodder on the battlefield or cheap labor.

This is equivalent to killing the future of a civilization and putting a ceiling on their heads.Therefore, the Ministry of Consolidation has been increasing capital investment in the Tartarus Naval Academy, adding more equipment, teaching staff, expanding enrollment, and increasing special enlightenment courses for different civilizations.As the venerable Roger Dorn said - we need free men, not slaves.

But what the Mek clan needs is the latter.

Obviously, in the absence of guidance (maybe even deliberately not to guide it as a test product), the Yajin people came into contact with that dangerous energy, and then overturned on the spot——

"While we battle monsters, our society grows rapidly through the continuous power brought by the essence of hell. The people are intoxicated by the well of energy discovered by the priests, but we night guards do not suffer from this luxury. The influence of the wind. Some of us whispered accusations and warnings about this way of development, but they were quickly silenced because our job was simply to protect the future of our people. Not to guide...."

Varen showed an uneasy expression. He clenched his fist and let it go, looking embarrassed:

"At that time I was the Supreme Commander of the Night Watch, and that's when... I made a big mistake... a terrible big mistake..."

At this moment, a burst of rapid gunshots interrupted the old man's words.

Two guard soldiers fired fiercely at a passageway, and the particle light bullets screamed as they ripped through the air, smashing walls and rocks apart.Almost at the same time, Nyarlathotep's evil god radar and Oregana's emotional perception detected something strange at almost the same time——

"There are demons! Prepare for close combat!"

Before the words fell, groups of red rays of light appeared around the soldiers, and that posture was like a reappearance of the scene that the angry group on Earth had seen.The demon suddenly appeared next to the troops, and attacked without hesitation—and the demons that attacked were not young demons or zombies.

All of them are high-level demon warriors wearing elite guard (or night guard) breastplates and holding red battle axes.Oregana didn't know what this kind of demons were called, so she could only temporarily name them...

white devil.

It feels like quite a few other people have been shot, but now is not the time to talk about it.The battle broke out in this small shelter with terrifying momentum. The roar of chainswords and light blades exploded violently, mixing with the explosion of grenade pistols.

Varun raised his hammer with agility beyond his years, pushing back the white demon attacking from behind, blasting flames from the jets on his shoulders.The guy took a step sideways to avoid the flames, and said:

"Old guy! It's been a long time. We knew you were alive."

Warren snorted coldly, took a step forward, and smashed the white demon's head with the hammer in his hand:

"I shall not die until my sins are atoned for."

But the opponent was not a vegetarian either. He launched the light shield and then made a powerful blow. At the same time, he stretched out the gun barrel from the side of the light shield and fired a powerful shotgun.Varen jumped away from the side, and the high-speed metal projectile smashed the bed made of rags, along with the warm fur on top.

The movements of the two are exactly the same, hitting each other with long-handled melee weapons, bombarding with shotguns, and summoning beasts to restrain each other-because the two themselves come from the same system.

"Your crime is so great that only death can atone for it! If you hadn't started the civil war, we wouldn't be what we are now! How much blood of your compatriots has been swallowed by your warhammer! All this is because of you!"

But Varen is old and weak after all, and his enemies have the blessing of hell energy.Under the onslaught of the white demon like a storm, Varun retreated steadily.He was hit by the light shield in the chest and took several steps back, spouting blood from his mouth and roaring loudly:

"My crime is not starting a civil war!"

The faces of the former comrades-in-arms can still be seen on the devil's face, but he is no longer what he used to be—the night guards who fell into the abyss with false beliefs have lost their glory and the ability to distinguish right from wrong. Now they obey May Queen Meck... Then, all these tragedies naturally have nothing to do with Queen Meck in their hearts.

"Queen Maker will forgive your soul, and you will sacrifice everything for her and our collapsed civilization!"

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When Aibo came to this world and consulted the history books, Aibo collapsed.

It is clearly recorded in the history books that Merlin assisted King Arthur with the red dragon to drive away the Roman legion, but the time was the astonishing tenth century.

Turning to the next two pages, the records are getting more and more outrageous, such as the great geographical discovery in the [-]th century, the circumnavigation of the world in the [-]th century, the rampant smallpox in the [-]th century, the vigorous development of astronomy in the [-]th century, and the industrial revolution in the [-]th century...

Either this is the emergence of a large number of talents, or the traversers are doing things crazy.And now it is finally my turn in this era. I, a person from the information age, will influence this era. I want to kick the ass of the information age!

And when Aibo turned to the cover, it read: The third edition in 1989 AD, published by the Royal Society of Librarians.

That's great, Aibo happily put the book in the bag, full of inexplicable confidence and pride.

Unfortunately, this ambition did not last long.

Only half an hour later, Aibo lay unconscious on the hospital bed, and a small wooden stick stretched out: Resuscitate quickly!

Chapter 985 Chapter 25: Prepared for the first kill