PFC Chapter 405: The End of the Long Battle
Chapter 405: The End of the Long Battle
The gorgeous sea of the subspace, surging and changing, gradually emerged from the third eye that sees through illusions.
The vast fallen light, which was intricate and fog-like, illuminated the Mechanical Temple. As it flickered, it echoed with the mechanical creations that were circling, moving, rising and falling.
The light was mottled and dim, and apparently there were dozens of sages in the same place. However, under the construction of light and shadow, a sense of spatial disorder began to emerge, as if everyone was not on the same plane, or was tilted or deflected.
Especially the huge cast general, which is folded, compressed, refracted, and twisted...making the entire hall look even more gloomy and weird.
But the rulers are not afraid. Instead, there is a kind of fanaticism in their eyes. They quietly wait for the realization of the prophecy and admire the manifestation of technology controlling the subspace.
The real sea of stars began to shine with twinkling stars. Suddenly, a bloody mouth swallowed the planet, with thick, sharp yellow fangs and rough, hideous dark green skin.
The fishy wind under his nose was like a tornado, with flying sand and rocks whistling and destroying mountains and seas. The fierce light in his eyes seemed to have substance, like a double-edged axe chopping at everyone's heads.
The sages recognized the identity of the creature. Who else but an Ork could be so ugly? They all sneered at it...if there was any other.
The signal continued to transmit, the head was still twitching, and the prophecy was still going on...but the ridicule in the hall came to an abrupt end after the picture changed.
Orc boys, fart killing cans, death cans, strange tanks that are pieced together but sturdy and reliable, simple and efficient low-altitude aircraft, and a large number of manned combat vehicles...
They conquered the mountaintops like a green ocean, and on the outskirts of the endless tide, the huge shadows towering in the middle made the sages silent.
"More than 15% of the orcs are wearing mechas. It seems that the number of orc technicians in this fleet will exceed the dangerous line of 1:20."
The words of the Casting General made the sages realize that the problem was somewhat serious, and they calculated, adjusted, and thought about the necessary ways and methods.
"Consolidate the Skitarii Rangers, unite with the nearby Astartes Chapter, and add agents from the Astra Militarum to form a killing team to assassinate those important Ork figures." A sage calculated.
"We can also form a suicide squad. Even if we compete in numbers with four of us, we can't stop the orc army, so we can only compete in quality and fight with the lowest losses possible."
“Yes, there is another way to fight. We take in wandering refugees from remote galaxies, remove their frontal lobes and transform them into combat servants.
We don't need to consider quality, as long as there are enough of them. Let them harass the orcs in the front, and the Skitarii will bombard the rear from a distance, so that these hungry poor people can also play a role. "
"Yes, I agree. Sage No. 2 has a good idea."
", good idea."
"Preliminary calculations show that it can reduce resource waste by 15%."
The sages were delighted, as they seemed to have calculated the most correct result. They then waited for the prophecy to be completed before making further calculations.
His eyes once again focused on the changing images. The bumpy meteorite rolled silently in the cold space, revealing the hidden orc ships behind it.
Based on the distribution of planets and meteorites in the asteroid belt and the comparative positions of the three brightest stars in the background, the sages quickly calculated that this was indeed the 09-OMEGA Galaxy 3341 Asteroid Belt.
"It's incredible, this ship clearly doesn't meet the standards for space travel...
"Why are there single digit numbers of ships?"
“It’s not in the single digits.”
The Casting General made the final decision, and an arm as withered as a mummy stretched out from his body. Everyone looked carefully in the direction of his finger.
When one of the sages discovered a hint of green, the other also saw signs of modification on the meteorite.
"Damn it, the orcs are transforming the meteorites in the 3341 asteroid belt!"
"Could it be that it's like the combat satellite used in the landing battle?!"
"It is very likely. Although the largest high-albedo planet in the asteroid belt is only 60km in diameter, once the number of transformed planets exceeds 40, the pressure on Riza's defense will increase exponentially."
General Zhuo nodded, curled his withered hand back into his body, and said calmly:
"Then send the fleet to stop the orc activities in the 09-OMEGA system. Now, focus on upgrading the void shield engines of the planets in the Riza system and strengthen the air firepower of the zodiac plane... Riza is going to fight a big battle."
As everyone was sighing, the prophetic picture finally locked onto the most important figure. When Rebos' figure appeared in the picture, everyone wanted to take their eyes off him.
The opponent was carrying a huge bronze mirror on his back and dodging the orcs' shooting. Although it was dangerous, he seemed to be able to do it with ease.
However, the picture only flashed for a moment before it became illusory, and Rebos's face began to distort and mutate. The sages were busy staring at the navigator's head twitching below.
He discovered that his skin was cracking rapidly, with a light that did not belong to this world appearing in the cracks. General Casting immediately initiated containment measures.
"Psychic energy is out of control, activate the control!"
In an instant, four black stone pillars suddenly sprang up from the ground, and two dazed soulless people were embedded on top of each stone pillar.
As the strong electric current flowed through his body, a suffocating torrent of negative psychic energy gushed out along with his painful screams.
At the same time, a spear was immediately constructed on the dome. A sharp buzzing sound was heard instantly, and then the head that was about to explode was destroyed by the laser first.
In the silence, everything is at peace.
“We will proceed according to the method you have discussed. We will gather at least 50 high-level psychics and 5 negative psychics every Terra month.
Riza will become stronger in this battle, and the orcs alone cannot break through our defenses. Sage No. 2, I am very interested in your plan, and I need a detailed battle plan.
Speed up the construction of the Akashic Reader's infrastructure and try to complete it in 20 Terran moons. With experience in building prophetic celestial bodies, no one is better than Riza.
Now, everyone should do their job! "
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“As long as everyone performs their duties, the orcs can occupy multiple planets and devote all their efforts to transforming the free meteorites in the asteroid belt.
Send fleets to invade low-intensity planets, agriculture, oceans, and mining. As long as you don't attack the Riza system, there will be plenty of time.
The most important thing is to protect the technicians of each clan. Riza will definitely organize a killing team to assassinate key figures. After all, this is a traditional tactic against you."
"Go to hell, I'm Most not afraid, let those shrimps come and fuck me, I'm so hard that I can't resist!"
Most didn't listen at all, but Rebos wasn't talking to it.
“The human reinforcements cannot pass through the north because of the Great Rift, and the east is the territory of the Orc Empire.
Just pay attention to the movement of ships in the surrounding galaxies to the west and south. Riza will only become more urgent."
Stark nodded and left, while Rebs stood in front of the bronze mirror, silently staring at the non-reflective surface.
"Lin Heng, I will find you soon... and replace you."
......
The sea of the soul is surging with immeasurable waves. In this boundless supreme sky, no matter who you are, you will be as small as dust in comparison.
Among these floating objects, one named Lin Heng was madly using his psychic skills.
On the one hand, you have to protect yourself from being crushed and torn apart by this crazy subspace storm, and on the other hand, you have to find a glimmer of hope in the crisis.
But the power of mutation was pervasive, and Lin Heng no longer had the ability to maintain his body shape, and he had no time to heal his physical injuries.
His hair seemed to be taking root in his skull and moving towards his brain bit by bit. His left eye was completely covered by the swollen left cheek, like a tumor.
New teeth began to emerge in his mouth, interlaced like cobblestones. An arm grew out of his chest, strangling his neck with all its might, suffocating him.
Fortunately, the fingers growing out of the backs of his two hands were not seriously injured, but why did those two balls start fighting? Niu Zi was also retreating, so who else would be anxious?
What's more, in that beautiful and strange world of change, those red... blue... green... and so on, whose existence he couldn't bear to look at, had already revealed the pressure that could calm or even stir up more storms.
He must leave here, must find a way out, safety or not put aside for now, he must do it quickly!
With his hands clasped together, a huge amount of spiritual energy rushed in, continuously pouring into this gradually alienated body.
The violent and unpurified psychic power rampaged beneath the skin of the body, pushed and surged in the blood vessels, turned and stirred in the muscles, and compressed and dislocated in the bones.
Until this magical force representing danger and ability merged into the nervous system and a white light bloomed in the brain, Lin Heng was lit up like a star.
Under the interweaving of light and shadow, starlight began to flicker in the light curtain of the subspace, as if some existence or place was sensed by Lin Heng.
The lights were echoing each other, Lin Heng found hope for survival and now had to hurry on his journey.
Like a fish swimming up to the surface, the calm lake surface began to ripple, and Lin Heng immediately flew away.
Although there was no reference object for comparison, making him look like he was standing still, the spatial ripples left along the way proved that he was moving towards success.
His right leg was folded in reverse, and it seemed as if another face had grown on the back of his head, and something seemed to be coming out of his buttocks, but he had no time to pay attention to it or to tidy it up.
The nearest light spot was getting closer, and the intensity of the storm was increasing. There was one more existence in Lin Heng's mind that was talking nonsense. He was going crazy, but he had no time to deal with it and no means to solve it.
There it was...almost there...his one right eye saw what he wanted, an ancient stone altar, its simplicity was so reassuring in the strange space.
But... the asteroid that carries it is alive, and there are many subspace creatures flying around it.
Lin Heng couldn't slow down. Those creatures that could not be explained by human words were targeting him. Now, it was either fight or die.
"BOOM!!!!"
The scream of souls calmed the aftermath of the storm.
'Crack! ! ! ! ! '
The thunderous strike brought about a whole new thunderstorm.
'Puff! ! ! ! !'
The flaming nova ignites the fiery human body.
"Bang! ! ! ! "
The explosive shock accelerated the shooting ball of light.
"Sizzle!!!"
The rift in the void tore open the virtual space.
The two magic swords alternated on both sides of the body, spinning, flying, and slicing, with flashes of swords and shadows, and blood and rain.
Lin Heng cut a bloody path through the subspace creatures and crashed headfirst into the stone altar. He used one hand to cause the rolling blood to flow back into the sky.
He crawled on the vast altar, using his blood to energize the runes engraved on the stone pillars, using his psychic power as a key to unlock them.
He felt the other side of the altar, which was the taste of the real world, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, where all sounds grew.
He closed his eyes and jumped into the opened gap.
"Pfft!"
"The Morroc beast...kill it!"
"No, wait!"
"Protect Supreme Commander Farsight!"
"Alert around!"
Lin Heng fell to the ground in a miserable state. Anyone who saw his face now would be shocked, not to mention that he appeared suddenly.
However, judging from the other party's voice, it should still be the language of the Titanium people, and the Supreme Commander of Farsight...why does it sound so familiar to him?
"Hasn't the Giant Star Stage been destroyed? Why are there still Moruo creatures appearing?"
"Leader of Vision, be careful. You are not wearing high-standard combat uniforms. You should retreat."
Lin Heng opened his right eye while panting, and became more and more certain that the other party was indeed a soldier of the Titanium Clan. So he slowly stood up under the alert of the Titanium Clan and said:
"I remember... Xiasu's ''Viola'' Shawa'' Kes'' Monteya, also known as Vision."
The "traitor" of the Tau Empire. The plot here is after the latest Farsight Enclave. If you are not sure, you can check it out online.
A thing that suddenly appeared and looked like a Chaos Egg spoke human language and said its own name very clearly and standardly. No one could remain calm.
The surrounding Titanium warriors pointed their rifles at Lin Heng, constantly asking questions and communicating on the channel. They were nervous and confused about the current situation.
"Who are you! Why can you speak the language of the Titanium? How did you appear from the ruins of the Giant Star Platform? Take the weapon from his hand first!"
A man wearing a red XV8 combat uniform equipped with dual flamethrowers roared, yelling and raging, sounding like an underage girl.
Lin Heng did not stop the Titanium soldiers. After all, he could take it back even if they took it away. The white blade was easy to deal with, but the Sword of End could not be dragged by without three people.
"You retreat 300 meters and be on guard all around. I want to talk to this person... alone." Yuanjian said thoughtfully.
"Commander!" the girl turned around and shouted while driving her combat uniform.
"It doesn't matter. I always feel that the other party has no intention to kill, and even... there is an inexplicable closeness."
After Farsight finished speaking to the surrounding Titanium soldiers, he sat cross-legged on the ground. The girl saw that she could not convince the commander-in-chief, so she could only wave her hand to signal everyone to retreat.
"Damn it, get the heavy rail rifle ready, if that guy dares to attack me I'll blow his head off the first time!"