rumbling~
The roar of the large-caliber howitzer made the world tremble, but in Han Lang's hands, the giant cannon had no intention of stopping after one attack, but was constantly releasing angry flames.
rumbling~
rumbling~
rumbling~
Han Lang's right fist kept hitting the launch button. Every time he fired, due to the huge recoil, the cannon weighing a hundred tons would jump violently, not to mention the opponent being bombarded. All come to naught.
"Don't you like executions?"
"I'll give it to you!"
"If you dare to ruin my good deed, I will kill all eight generations of your ancestors!"
While firing wildly, Han Lang cursed loudly.
Not to mention Fulin and his men who were aiming at the muzzle of the gun, even the salvage workers behind Han Lang were shocked. Compared with Fulin's cannonball to kill chickens and monkeys, Han Lang is the real one! As long as there is one shell left, the attack will never stop!
After a while, the caseless shells loaded by the giant howitzer were completely consumed, and Han Lang finally took his hand away from the launch button with a lot of enthusiasm.
It was Han Lang's hallmark to attack with all his strength. Whether he used the weapon in his hand or the giant cannon, Han Lang would regard attack as his only way and lore as his only goal.
Cutting off the ropes of the foremen with a few knives, Han Lang rushed into the ruins destroyed by the giant cannon with the armored beast soldiers, and continued to kill the enemies who were still alive. Make a knife.
Behind a pile of corpses, Han Lang saw Fulin. Although Fulin was a very good five-star super fighter in the past, but now he is old and has already been hollowed out by wine and meat, facing the menacing Han Lang. Fulin felt a complete chill, knowing that although he was of a higher level, he could not be the opponent of the young Han Lang.
The performance of the armored beast soldiers and the devil's claws is equally crazy. One hundred and thirty armored beast soldiers can flatten the home of the strong God of War, not to mention these motley crews in the wilderness star field.
Things have always been weird in the galaxy, with most high level bandits going to Oblivion. Therefore, all the fighters who came to the Great Wilderness were not needed in the Forgotten Realm, including Fulin, so Han Lang's massacre was like entering a land of no one, and there were no enemies with enough weight to jump out to stop him.
"You can't escape. My fleet is on its way back!" Flynn yelled at Han Lang with a gloomy face. His figure was thin and low, like a coyote cornered.
Smiling slightly, Han Lang shook his head and said, "You are wrong, I can assure you. Your fleet can't even return a survival pod."
Flynn was taken aback suddenly, and gritted his teeth hard.
Han Lang didn't lie, Yuanyuan was constantly reporting the battle situation in outer space to Han Lang. The Devil's Claw was a terrifying monster. As a frigate, it had cruiser-level firepower. Lin's fleet is being bit by bit eaten by the Claw. It is only a matter of time before the remaining few ships are eliminated.
"I'll fight you!" Fulin roared, jumped up, jumped into the air, and rushed towards Han Lang.
Perhaps it was because he had been the Emperor of the Earth for too long, at this moment, Fulin had just begun to look a little like an elite fighter back then.
"Desperate? Just rely on you? You don't have that qualification!"
"The way of the sky, a blow through the air!"
Boom~
No one could see how Han Lang shot down Fulin in the air. The people at the scene only saw that Han Lang's figure suddenly became shorter, and then a white light shot up into the sky. It was definitely not a laser, but Han Lang forbidden technique!
The way of heaven, break through the void!
The way of the earth, crack the earth!
Levels mean nothing to a fighter like Han Lang!
As early as when he debuted, he was famous for his leapfrog kills!
In addition to the levels that can be seen, there are also levels that cannot be seen in this world!
Forbidden! Anti-virus! The power of darkness! Extinct field! All of these are hidden and belong only to Han Lang's power!
Fulin's body fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, and his chest was pierced.
Kacha~
Han Lang walked over without saying a word, directly chopped off Fulin's arm, and pulled out the space ring he was wearing.
According to legend, the four logic chips found by the salvage workers were indeed in Fulin's place.
Huh~
Han Lang let out a long breath, and his face became a little excited.
...
Han Lang didn't expect that when he got rid of Fulin and wanted to leave Darktow Castle, he would be detained by so many people.
Most of the permanent population of Undertow Fort are salvage workers who make a living by salvaging robot wreckage in the sea of stars, and the rest are traders and Flynn's subordinates.
Among these people, Fulin's subordinates were already dead and fled. The workers and businessmen begged Han Lang not to leave here in an almost pleading tone.
Lynch said in a deep voice: "Han Lang, if you leave, another Flynn will take over Undertow Castle, and the oppression we will suffer may be heavier than when Flynn was alive. This is the wilderness star field, fist Big is the only rule here."
"Since you have already laid down Undertow Castle, why don't you proclaim yourself a governor or lord like others, but you must leave?"
I took Darktow Fort
Han Lang was slightly taken aback. He was just very angry. Fulin actually killed the salvage workers who helped him and prevented him from getting the crucial robot. Han Lang killed him out of anger. Lang didn't think about it at all.
The representative of the businessman, an old man with a goatee, also persuaded Han Lang: "In the wilderness star field, whoever lays down the territory owns it. We are all willing to work for you, and the taxation can be done according to the rules of Fulin's era."
"After all, we are businessmen. You take Undertow Castle and leave. The nearby governors and lords know that Undertow Castle has become an unclaimed land. They will definitely swarm to snatch it, and a bigger riot and war will break out."
"So if you don't accept Undertow Fort, it's tantamount to harming all the residents who live here."
Han Lang was startled again. Of course Han Lang could understand the reason. The most precious thing in the wilderness star field is the habitable planet. Once the governor of Undertow Castle is gone, the forces everywhere will never let go of this piece of fat in front of them.
"Unless you have something more important to go to?" the old man with the goatee asked tentatively.
Han Lang sighed softly. Speaking of which, Han Lang really had nowhere to go. The earth cannot return, and the asylum will not agree to build robots in the forgotten realm.
According to Han Lang's plan, after he prepared to organize the mobile shipyard and mining team, he would take the robots to mine everywhere in the wilderness star field to manufacture the second-generation starship that was crucial to him.
"At first, I just wanted to rob. I ended up beating myself as the governor. Let's see what happened." Han Lang muttered in his mouth.
...
The Weirdest Galaxy in the Milky Way, The Oblivion.
Planet No. 1, a huge house belonging to the patrons high above.
An old man and a group of students are observing a model of the Milky Way that is so mysterious that it cannot be expressed in words.
The light turned into endless stars. This hologram of the Milky Way is formed, and the darkness surrounding the Milky Way is the wilderness star field where Han Lang is at the moment. If you continue to move forward, you can reach the legendary realm of death, the turbid star field.
This blind old man is the asylum.
Although the white eyes cannot see, they are full of wisdom. And his group of students are also the top researchers in the Milky Way.
The reason why the asylum is so famous is not because of his combat effectiveness, but because of his wisdom.
Someone once calculated that if one were to find the three top wise men in the Milky Way, the asylum would definitely be able to occupy one of them.
It's just that few people can figure out why a wise man respected by the whole galaxy is in this forgotten realm. Fight against the mighty Galactic Federation and shelter some of the galaxy's most notorious criminals
The complex data is constantly evolving, the asylum sits in the center of the hall, and hundreds of top scholars from the galaxy, the students of the asylum, are rapidly calculating various data that are constantly changing.
Ordinary people will never be able to understand what kind of research the asylum seeker and his students are engaged in. To understand this mysterious universe-like data model, an IQ of no less than 385 is required. No less than thirty years of hard study.
Those who can sit here today to help asylum seekers research and record models undoubtedly all meet this requirement.
"Teacher, there has been an obvious change in the data model. The fluctuations originated in the wilderness star field outside the galaxy, a place called Undertow Castle." Isaac, the chief disciple of the Asylum, reported to him with a frown.
The asylum asked in a deep tone: "Tell me which data has changed."
"Within ten years, the probability of the destruction of the Milky Way has increased from 82% to 83%."
Hearing this number, even the calmest wise man in the galaxy couldn't help but slightly frowned.
"So, in the wilderness star field, a demon has been born?"
Isaac said in a deep voice: "Not necessarily. Although the risk of the Milky Way's destruction within ten years has increased by one percentage point, the probability of the Milky Way's destruction within a century has dropped from 98% to 97%."
Ka~
The teacup in the asylum's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Even the strongest wise men in the galaxy are still puzzled by this strange data change.
The risk of the destruction of the Milky Way within a decade is extremely increasing, while at the same time, the risk of destruction of the Milky Way within a century is rapidly decreasing
It doesn't make sense at all, does it
An event that is happening in the distant wilderness star field, a person who is rising, actually increases the probability of the destruction and salvation of the galaxy
"Recalculate again." The asylum said in a deep voice. He was obviously blind, but he looked up into the sky.
The result of the second recalculation remains the same.
"Perform the third repetition of the calculation."
The result of the third recalculation is still unchanged, the probability has increased inconceivably, and the risk of destruction and salvation has increased at the same time.
Huh~
The asylum took a long breath, and asked Isaac in a deep voice, "Do you know why I shelter all the most hated criminals in the galaxy in Oblivion?"
Isaac said: "The teacher considers that the risk of the destruction of the Milky Way is increasing rapidly, and wants to keep all human beings against the forces of darkness, whether he is a criminal or not."
The asylum nodded, "I have sheltered tens of thousands of the most notorious criminals from the Milky Way, and I have only reduced the risk of the Milky Way being destroyed by one percent within a century, and a sudden change in the Wilderness Starfield, It also makes the probability lower by one percentage point, which baffles me."
"Send our best manpower, I want to know who is in the Dark Drift Castle in the Wilderness Starfield and what he is doing."
"Immediately." (To be continued.)