Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Ingesting elves as power, they will only passively fight, and are classified as a terrible group of "untouchable races".Senman used to serve on the Grass Dome ship, so he was fortunate to see a team of Ex-Machinas.

The direction of this flight...is the capital?

Why would the Ex-Machina...

"Hey hey. Get up quickly, something big has happened!"

Senman kicked his companion violently, while crushing the ring of the alarm technique. 0

"Well... what's going on..." Lost rubbed his eyes: "I'm still listening to the tick-tock sound of water droplets, it's a very intoxicating sound..."

"The Ex-Machina! It's the Ex-Machina! I'll start the city defense art, you immediately notify the commander of the Wang Ye Fleet! The posture of these iron blocks is not like a normal "passing by"! "

Senman roared loudly, and with the help of his body strengthened by "Tainted Blood", he jumped up the trunk of the towering tree.

Lost woke up instantly and saw the Ex-Machina army that was as dense as thunderclouds.

"Sudden attack... It's really a good time to choose, but it happened when the president of Nierbalen and the adults of the Nightmare species were not there."

Lost gritted his teeth, crushed the wooden bottle in his hand, and followed Senman.

In less than a moment, just like the street lamps lit up one by one at night, the entire elf seed was surrounded by gorgeous spells, and countless grass dome ships came out of their nests, bringing their energy and strength to prepare for the next war. The soldiers welcomed the arrival of the Ex-Machina.

One of the races that dominate the war, the literacy of the elves is fully displayed at this moment.

The tense atmosphere was spreading, and the Ex-Machina was getting closer and closer.

What surprised the elves was that at the very front of the Ex-Machina was not a humanoid machine.

Five squares shining with light blue rainbow light, one of which is slightly larger, like the existence of "dominant" and "leader".

——Did "Instruction" fight against the hostile race "Forest Elves"?

——“High-level decision” is negative.The creator seems to be here.Allow you to start the defense code, the attack refers to the past settings, and wait for the order.

--"Acknowledgment of receipt.

The two sides were separated by a distance, and both stopped moving.

The human figures composed of machines, with the light of the data stream shining in their pupils, stared blankly and unintentionally at the elves on the grass dome ship.

Slowly, a elf in a gorgeous military uniform came out.

Admiral of Wang Ye Fleet.

If Xinke Nierbalen is currently the chief commander of the elves, then the admiral of the Wang Ye fleet is the commander-in-chief who is specially responsible for the command of the war, and is in charge of the elves' army.

This old elf who seems to have ingested a lot of "dirty blood" stood on the top of the grass dome ship, and asked in a deep voice, not afraid of the more than [-] Ex-Machinas.

"Let me ask, what is the meaning of your failure to offend our capital? If there is a misunderstanding, I will solve it here. If we go a step further, we will regard you as "provoking war". "

After a long while, the slightly larger cube, one of the five ancestors, imitated an icy electronic sound from "Overall Commander".

"The Ex-Machina are props, and props cannot initiate war. We are only here to find the owner who once created and used the prop, and the prop is eager to be mastered by its owner again... We have not accepted it for too long. The order has been passed, and even if this behavior is offensive, please don’t stop it.”

If the unintentional iron nugget has any desire, then there is only one answer.

——The master who created the Ex-Machina.

Chapter [-]: Fanlou and the Ex-Machina, the God of Disaster intervenes

Hearing this, Fleet Admiral Wang Ye took a deep breath, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn.

"Stop joking, Ex-Machinas. The gods who can be called "Masters" by your races have disappeared in the past before even records exist. This is "common sense" that everyone who knows your races understands.Your species is now saying that they want to find the old master... Can I regard this as a new reason for aggression? "

"The "denial" of this view can only show your ignorance and shallowness, and cannot refute the calculation results obtained by the unity of the five machines.After calculation, the recovery rate of our master is above "99.9%".After the five machines are restarted, it is impossible for errors to occur. "

The tone of "overall command" seems to be sarcastic.

Although this may be just telling the truth to it, it is not the case in the ears of a sensible elf.

"This time, isn't there an error?"

Admiral Wang Ye's fleet did not give in, and placed his palm on the technique fired by the main cannon of the Grass Vault.

The atmosphere was like a powder keg, and it had reached a critical point.

Lost held the surgical formation in his hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and wanted to drink a mouthful of "dirty blood" to relieve his tension, but he was in a hurry to get on the ship, and he didn't bring "dirty blood" with him.

He whispered to Senman next to him.

"Have you heard the words of the iron block... Could it be the lord of the gods in the temple?"

"It's unlikely...isn't it? Council President Nierbalen said that the lord appeared only recently, and the gods who created the Ex-Machina were silent long before the elves were born."

Senman said uncertainly.

"Besides, regardless of whether the god-species who created the Ex-Machina is the lord, unless she herself comes forward, we can't let these dangerous guys into the capital... I don't want to put my wife and children in danger, so sad One disaster is enough."

As long as the gods in the new capital come forward, the situation in front of them can be solved.

But since the suspicious god came to Xindu, only the god of disaster and an orc race have entered her temple, and ordinary forest elves can't even get close, let alone ask for help.

"I don't really want to participate in this kind of counterattack. Even if I survive, there is no glory of promotion."

Lost said bitterly.

"I really want to take another mouthful of "dirty blood"..."