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In the Qianlong galaxy, in a gray nebula—
A black palace floated slowly, surrounded by dozens of spirit ships.
This black palace, as well as many spirit ships, were all shrouded in a layer of gray formation, isolated from the outside world.
There are countless such nebulae in the Qianlong galaxy, coupled with the hidden formations arranged in the nebula, this is the biggest reliance for many remaining forces of the human race to survive these years.
However, this so-called greatest reliance is actually just delaying time most of the time. In the words of the saints, it is just "lingering".
When the saints started a carpet search, the hidden places would eventually be found by the saints slowly, and what followed was a massacre.
The Saints call this method of combat "hunting"—the process of locking the target, searching, and hunting is like a hunter hunting, and the result is the same as hunting. There is no suspense at all. A hunter is always a hunter, rarely be injured by prey.
Now, this team in the Qianlong galaxy is already in a precarious situation facing the human forces that are "hunting" by the saints.
In the place where this force is stationed, in the dark palace in the center, in a separate room on the top floor—
This room is very large, but the display layout is surprisingly simple, an octagonal obsidian table, two heavy and solid obsidian chairs, beside the table and chairs, is a row of ancient wooden bookshelves against the wall, On the bookshelf, there are thick classics on display. The text on the classics is extremely old, and few people can understand it. In the direction facing the bookshelf, there is a wide bed with light gray sheets. The front floor was covered with a black velvet carpet.
The walls of the room have not been carved too much, but retain the original color and rough style of the metal used to make up the walls, which makes people look a bit depressed.
At a certain moment, the door of the room was pushed open, and a woman in black walked in. She was wearing a plain black long dress, and her beautiful face was slightly haggard.
She is Xiaomoxian, the owner of this house.
Everything in the room was quiet, only the soft footsteps of Xiao Moxian echoed in the air.
She walked slowly to the obsidian table and sat down. In such a gloomy room with a main style, her beautiful appearance seemed a bit out of place.
She didn't light the candlestick, but just sat alone in such a dark environment for a while, and then, she placed an amethyst crystal on a small formation disk, and opened the formation disk.
Suddenly, in front of the woman in black, a vast and beautiful starry sky lit up.
This is a star map with a radius of tens of billions of miles.
In fact, Xiao Moxian has already imprinted the star map of this starry sky in her mind. She knows every star, every nebula, and even the larger meteorite here. She can copy the star map, but every day, she will spend an hour to look at this star map.
She knew that the area she was in could not be hidden for too long, and the search range of the Son of Creation had been reduced to a small area, so small that it was impossible for them to move, because once the base moved, it would inevitably Leaving clues, when the time comes, the risk of exposure will be even greater.
Time is getting tighter and tighter, Xiao Moxian has to start thinking about the worst outcome, and she deduces countless possibilities in her mind for the final confrontation with the Holy Son of Creation...
Although it is a battle that must be lost, Xiao Moxian will not sit still. At the last moment, the result she wants is to let as many people as possible escape from this catastrophe!
Of course, it is impossible to escape all of them. Some people must be left to delay the time. These people will be victims.
How many people to stay, how many people to escape, and how to arrange tactics, all these are Xiao Moxian's considerations.
However, no matter how it is arranged, as the leader of this human force and the strongest of all, she must stay when the crisis comes.
The group of victims needed a leader, and this leader could only be herself.
However, if possible, she hopes that her child Lin Huang can escape from this star field and leave safely.
He is the continuation of Lin Ming's life and the hope of the human race.
Thinking of her own child, Xiao Moxian sighed softly, and she inevitably thought of Lin Ming again. A bit of sadness flashed in her watery eyes. If Lin Ming was still there, what would happen to him? Woolen cloth
Gently touching the star map in the void, the night gradually fell, and the sun that revolved around this nebula slowly sank into the dense shadows. Xiao Moxian got up and brewed a pot of misty tea for herself. Green tea is brewed from Wannianwu clear flowers. It tastes sweet and fragrant, and has the effect of nourishing the soul. It can keep Xiao Moxian energetic during continuous thinking.
In fact, she hasn't rested for a long time.
After taking two exquisite purple sand glass cups, Xiao Moxian poured two cups of Wuqing tea, kept one cup for herself, and pushed the other cup to the opposite side.
Then, Xiao Moxian began to think again. She has a lot of issues to consider now, such as their Amethyst crystal reserves are running out-supporting the formation of the hidden base needs to consume a lot of Amethyst crystals. It's getting smaller and harder to mine.
She needs to find a way to solve this dilemma, otherwise the base's large formation will support them for less than a year, and by then, they will be found by the Son of Creation without any suspense.
From time to time, Xiao Moxian put the cup to her mouth and took a sip of tea.
Slowly, she drank up her own cup of Wuqing tea, but the cup on the opposite side remained motionless, as if there was someone on the other side—a chair was always empty on the other side of the table. There is one seat for one person, and one cup is left.
This is Xiao Moxian's habit. She has been living alone all these years, but it seems that she is living with two people.
As time passed, the originally hot tea in the cup gradually cooled down, but Xiao Moxian didn't realize it.
An hour later, she turned off the formation of the Inverted Shadow Star Chart, shook her head, and stopped thinking about the Amethyst Crystal for the time being, but began to meditate.
Under such an environment, Xiao Moxian sat alone in meditation, quietly spending the peaceful night before the storm.
However, it seemed that tonight was destined to be restless. After midnight, the gray sound transmission imprint lit up in front of the stone table where Xiao Moxian was meditating. Apparently, there was another news to report to her.
Looking at the sound-transmitting jade slips that kept shining in the dark night, Xiao Moxian frowned slightly, and she felt that the flashing jade slips were like evil eyes—in fact, over the years, whenever there is any emergency, The news came, and it turned out to be bad news.
For example, the Holy Son of Creation narrowed the encirclement again, for example, there were not many energy stones left.
Even worse, once again the scout team of the Magic Fairy Palace was captured by the Holy Son of Creation. In order to keep the secret, they committed suicide with the soul-devouring poison prepared in advance at the moment they confirmed that there was no hope of escape.
This kind of poison is extremely overbearing, it needs the alchemist of the Great Realm King to refine it, and it is limited to warriors below the king level of the realm to use.
Once the soul-devouring poison is taken, the person who takes the poison will die within a few breaths, and this poison can also destroy the sea of souls of the person who committed suicide, so that the enemy will not be able to find anything of value even if they search for the soul.
To put it bluntly, this kind of poison is to make people lose their minds.
This is a miserable way to die, but Xiao Moxian has to equip every member of the scouting team with such poison. When she put it in the hands of the fairy, she felt that the things she held in both hands were as heavy as mountains and rivers.
Especially the calm expression on the scout's face when he received the poison made her heart ache like a knife.
However, she had no choice but to do so because she didn't have enough strength.
Shaking his head and putting aside these thoughts, Xiao Moxian left the room and walked towards the sound transmission formation.
The sound transmission array of the Demon Fairy Palace was very close to Xiao Moxian's room. At this time, there were already several backbones of the Demon Fairy Palace waiting around the sound transmission array.
Seeing Xiao Moxian's arrival, one of the youths moved his lips, wanting to say something, but hesitated.
"What's up?"
Seeing the young man's expression, Xiao Moxian frowned slightly. This young man was named Tao An, who was born after the catastrophe. He was Xiao Moxian's loyal follower and the backbone of the Demon Fairy Palace.
It was difficult for him to speak at this time, and Xiao Moxian immediately realized that what he just received was definitely not good news, otherwise it would not be the case.
"Say it, don't hesitate, the worst thing is that the Son of Creation has found us."
Xiao Moxian's voice was calm, while Tao An's voice froze, and he exchanged glances with the surrounding backbones of the Moxian Palace, and said, "Miss... Si Mingxing, something happened..."
Tao An's words immediately made Xiao Moxian's heart twitch!
Siming Star is the only planet that Xiao Moxian owned after he established his residence in Qianlong Galaxy.
There are tens of billions of people living on Siming Planet. These people have migrated slowly from other galaxies over the course of two to three hundred years, and they are the loyal subjects of Xiaomoxian.
These years, Xiao Moxian loves the people like a son. When the Holy Race invaded the Qianlong Galaxy, Xiao Moxian also swore to protect the residents of Siming Star so that they could live and work in peace and contentment, marry wives and have children. The encirclement shrunk, and Xiao Moxian couldn't stay on Siming Star after all. She had no choice but to leave.
Otherwise, not only would she be captured alive by the Son of Creation, but Siming Star might also be destroyed in the flames of war.
Leaving Siming Star is a helpless choice. Under normal circumstances, if Siming Star is discovered by the Son of Creation, there will naturally be a lot of suffering, but the Holy Race generally does not carry out genocide against the civilians of the Human Race—that is meaningless, but makes They lost some slaves who developed the Savage Universe.
But today, judging by Tao An's expression, it might not be the case!
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