On a certain water-blue planet, there is an ancient country that has just recovered from the invasion of foreign enemies and the civil war of the country. During those difficult years, when the equipment and technology of the conventional combat troops were obviously lagging behind the foreign enemies, only the It can put the few resources into the research of strategic weapons.
"... Maybe I can't beat you on the battlefield, but at least I can perish with you, and even if the strength gap is so different that I can't even perish, at least I can make you pay a heavy price."
Therefore, during the "peaceful" period known as the Cold War, some major powers had enough strategic weapons to destroy the planet under their feet many times. The issuer is here... ahem, in short, it's too good that the total war didn't start, long live the peace.
At this time, I was faced with the same choice...
[Since we can't beat it, then let's grow mushrooms.]
"mushroom?"
Of course I didn't think it was really edible mushrooms, but the next moment I thought about what I had forgotten.
"Salo Nucleus!"
As mentioned before, this kind of thing was used by the ancient sage civilization to power the floating city. The only reason why it is useless as a weapon is probably that its explosion damage radius far exceeds the farthest catapult range. .
And the one in my hand is the Mage Tower from Esso, which is the current Mage Tower.
This ancient nuclear weapon has experienced a lot of ups and downs along the way. It was originally erected on the top floor of this mage tower as a trump card for the archmage, and then gave the Council of Truth a serious stimulation as evidence that they were targeted, and then It was thrown to Dimirett as a power source and weapon research, but nothing has been researched, and then in the battle of Hades, I was carried into Hades again as a killer.
We did try to use it on weapons and equipment in the middle, and achieved certain results, but on the other hand, this huge energy source is extremely unstable in nature. Can only be used in warehouses to eat ashes.
But now, after turning around, this salo crystal nucleus is still in my hands, and ironically, the enemy on the opposite side is Esso's kind and companion. Perhaps, this is also the fate of this ancient nuclear bomb. The goal.
"Wait, if the explosion is detonated here, the entire Starwood City... No, the entire knight collar and the surrounding plains will be involved."
[That piece of Hades.]
Well, needless to say about the rest, although it is indeed a waste to use nuclear bombs to bomb individual targets, it is not too bad for the Undead Emperor, whose body itself is a strategic target.
"Plan? I don't think she will obediently enter my underworld after seeing it once."
[…I think to myself, useless ghost!]
Well, sure enough, women's talent is to hold grudges, and they still hold grudges. I said she was useless, but I also shook my head. There is really no need to ask. When it comes to planning conspiracies and frauds, the goddess of order is probably even me. It's not even a fraction... In other words, it seems that this is not something to be proud of.
But as soon as I rolled my eyes, I did have a ghost idea. Lying to Heng is meaningless. The lines that are absolutely true but suitable for deception have already been thought out... In other words, is there something wrong with this talent and style of painting? It seems that I should be decent. ! Why are you always thinking about how yin people are!
[Relax, among the redeemers of all dynasties, you are the most villain-like, but you are also the farthest. This fully illustrates the truth that good people do not live long. Rest assured, you will definitely live a super long life.]
"Tsk, turn around and call me a villain?"
The dead cat is still nodding, I am a little helpless, but now is not the time to tangle...
"Heng, in fact, there are some things we can talk about, such as the possibility of coexistence between the undead and the living, such as the future of the Republic, for example, I have a beautiful place in my hands that I don't need to fight to death with this world, maybe we can find Local talk... I X. Crazy bitch."
I used the secret language of soul fluctuations, which is the favorite way of communication among the Liches, but unfortunately, before I could say any agreed secret words, the overwhelming thunderstorms have already expressed their attitude. It seems that they always refuse. communicated.
This is indeed the most correct way. How can you believe the words of the opponent in front of the battle? Even if I am on the opposite side, I will handle it the same way. Whatever you say, even if it is possible to communicate, at least the battle must be finished, and the communication will be condescending as a winner. .
"… Me. Here I have Esso's legacy and his last words, which are about you! Sabastian! Miss this opportunity and you'll never know what Esso plans to say to you!"
Heng's original name, which only a few people know, played a role. Esso's last message seemed to be very important to Heng. In the next instant, the thunderstorm returned to calm.
Then, the horn of the soul blew, and those high-level undead who charged into the battle stopped blankly, but the military orders were like a mountain, and the next moment they could only return to their masters in a daze.
"...It's not a lie, but I don't feel your sincerity."
The illusory figure reappeared on the throne of giants in the distance. Words without the slightest emotional fluctuations echoed in the whole sky. His icy eyes looked directly at me. The next moment, I tried my best to stand in front of the window on the top of the tower, showing that I have worked hard for many years. The Paladin's sincere (begging) smile!
Look, my bright eyes are full of burning longing, the corners of my slightly raised mouth are joy from the bottom of my heart, and the bright blonde hair that can reflect the sun, was a symbol of the Son of Light back then... Dead Cat You're pretending to vomit and I'll throw you out! What? Poorly maintained hair has become dry and split, and now forget to remove the dye? I... make it!
As I recalled the past, I sighed that I actually had another day to rely on my face to eat. Then I kicked my foot and sent the dead cat to the sky. Then, while combing my hair vigorously, I once again showed the most sincere gesture to Heng. smile.
"Sincerity? Enthusiasm? I have a lot here, definitely more than you think. I don't know if you can bear it."
…
"The Harleit-Dum people are not fools. They have seen a lot of betrayal by the primitive races who have been enlightened to their wisdom, such as elves and humans, goblins and ogres, so they have always been highly prepared for artificial souls and artificial intelligence. Mentality. From the very beginning, the tower Ling of the Babel Tower has been limited, he is only an authorized manager, and it is impossible to become the real master of this tower!"
The square is already full of fragments of mechanical parts. The ravages of the years have greatly reduced the strength of these mechanical guards, which were not originally used for combat. When everyone had time to spare, in a small elevator room, in the angry eyes of their companions. , Timurett knew he had to explain something.
"That is to say, among the many souls sleeping here, there must be one who is the true master of this tower, and also the master of this tower, and according to the most basic rules of artificial intelligence, no matter what the situation is, tower not only can't Hurt your master, and try to serve the interests of your master! This is the most basic rule that must be followed as long as Taring still exists."
The strange letters of the sage civilization moved back and forth on the elevator. While adjusting the equipment in his hand, Timurett decided to reveal the mystery. This time he succeeded in turning the tide or fleeing home in disarray. It also depends on the authenticity of this guess. .
"But the towering spirit who has obtained himself is also extremely cunning. Since he can only serve the interests of the master, and the master is just a sleeping soul, so for the sake of the 'master's interests', he presided over the soul surgery, integrating a large number of natural Ling, made her master's soul extremely powerful, but too many soul fragments naturally made her lose her self and memory. Then, he thought about her master and followed the procedure to wake her from her slumber and train her. It became an artificial body, but it adopted the most potential body structure, and let it start from scratch, starting from a baby…”
Timoret turned her head sharply, but at this time, Katarina did not lie in her adoptive father's arms and tremble with a pale face as expected. She stood up alone, her eyes were full of data flows. In the next instant, he smiled bitterly, and picked up the conversation himself.
"... Then he decided that such an environment was not good for the baby's growth, so, in an 'accident', a group of 'lucky' adventurers picked up the baby, but they also got rid of their own shackles. He was probably the most What I fear is the return of my original owner. Yes, I am back. Katarina, the Lord of the Black Tower, is back."