After finishing the divine power connection, Liya jumped down from the altar, and while playing with a strand of hair hanging on her chest, she whispered to Hao Ren: "By the way... do you think the standard saint portrait I gave them is more solemn? Would it be better?"
Hao Ren thought about the "Standard Saint Portrait" that Leah had posed for a long time before finally finalizing it, and commented from the bottom of his heart: "To be honest, I can't even imagine what was going through your mind at that time— I'm afraid it wasn't the last time I met Raven 12345, the other party averaged the SAN value?"
Liya suddenly showed a worried look: "Then how about... I will reissue a classic version for them? I had a classic promotional photo back then, holding a silly stick, standing on a shell, There are several circles of holy light on the back of the head—although I always thought it was stupid, but it was very popular back then."
As she spoke, she muttered again: "I mainly think this time, after a deep sleep and rebirth, there must always be a new look, and now that the dream plane is in vain, everyone may need a more energetic goddess to inspire Check morale or something..."
Hao Ren slapped his forehead with a slap: "Aren't you afraid that a few extreme fanatics will lose their morale immediately after seeing your image of being friendly to the people?"
Liya was shocked: "Then I should switch back."
But at this moment, Vivienne suddenly said, "Actually, I don't think it's ok if you don't change. You can choose to take the idol route—what's the saying? In order to save the world, whoever decides to stand up Be an idol…”
"You're not next to each other, and you're already old," Lily interrupted Vivienne, "but I don't think you need to change it. The image of being friendly to the people is pretty good. And you will change it with the Pope later. Photos are actually more likely to collapse people... "
Hao Ren waved his hand to stop them from dragging the topic further and further: "These are trivial matters, let's get down to business. By the way, that was the last wave of divine power broadcast, right?"
Leah sighed: "There are not many survivors, and there are only a few planets that can broadcast. The natives on the other ecological planets can't walk upright. Holleta is the last one."
"Well... the Tanagus-Zom people have just been separated from the Virtual Ark for two years, and they are still a semi-ratio society with a high degree of organization, so there will be no troubles; I can guarantee order by myself; although the social reconstruction process on Io's side is not high, they have a total population of only one refuge ark, and now they have just grown to the size of several cities, plus I am staying on the planet Io The armed satellite array over there is also easy to look at; the last is the side of the agents... They don't have to worry about it, they are almost a completely militarized race, and they have a network of thinking, probably the most stable of several plates "Hao Ren stroked his chin and counted them one by one, "The remaining few primitive ecological planets are directly handed over to the armed satellite group for protection. After doing the math, the arrangements are settled."
"Let mortals fight for their own world," Liya said with a sigh of relief, "It's up to them to make it through."
A sound of heavy footsteps came from not far away, and the majestic gate of the World Tree Temple opened to both sides, and Loken, the king of kings, appeared at the gate with a huge body like a rock sculpture: "Mother, the last message from the dark abyss According to a communication, the Lord of Madness has completely broken through the middle blockade, and the Night Watchmen will abandon all outposts and withdraw from the prison as planned."
Liya nodded, then turned to look at Hao Ren: "Let's go to watch the fortress."
In the dark and deep space, a huge cosmic fortress quietly floats among the stars.
They have an obvious drone nest style—starting construction on the basis of floating celestial bodies, metal walls and connecting frames extending from the celestial bodies, and then slowly forming various functional facilities and nests, and building between large nests With a thick connecting wall of the fortress, drone turrets and reinforced fort shield generators are neatly arranged on the surface of the connecting wall, and countless large and small drone sub-machines and drone motherships shuttle between these facilities , busy and silent.
But the scale of this fortress group is larger than any normal drone nest—it has built position facilities that far exceed the nest standard, and it is obviously more inclined to For the defensive function, those countless shield generators and fixed turrets give people a strong impression, and people can't help but think that it is a solid nail. After nailing it to the position, it can block any stormy waves.
This is the Overwatch Fortress, a legion facility closest to the Dark Abyss space domain. It is already extremely close to the "horizon" of the prison, so that standing on the viewing platform of the fortress, you can directly see a piece of blackness surging in front of you. , with a sense of oppression and suffocation that almost swallows people.
This is where the name of Overwatch comes from.
And behind the Overwatch Fortress, there are countless other fortress groups similar to it anchored in the depths of space. Mass-produced Annihilation Lances and countless drone turrets are all pointing in the same direction, waiting quietly The moment the "prisoner" escapes.
The giant turtle rock platform broke away from the warped space and landed smoothly next to the No. 1 control tower of the Overwatch Fortress. Through the connecting bridge extending from the control tower, Liya and Hao Ren boarded the viewing platform at the top of the control tower.
The "horizon" of the dark abyss that cut off any information flow surged before their eyes. Although there are still millions of kilometers away, it still feels close at hand.
The metal gate above the viewing platform opened silently, and a ball of liquid metal slowly descended from it, and squirmed to form an interactive interface for drone swarm consciousness. The ever-changing face looked in Hao Ren's direction, inorganic A qualitative voice came from the depths of the liquid metal cluster: "It has been thirty minutes since the last signal from the Night Watchmen, and there is still no new signal."
"The night watchman troops destroyed all information nodes before evacuating, and will shut down all their interactive functions," Leah explained, "They must control their information exchange with the outside world to the greatest extent to reduce the pressure on the 'event boundary' .”
"Every exchange of information, and even every wave of thoughts, will become the carrier of the Lord of Madness," Loken's voice came from behind and above, rumbling like thunder, "so the night watchman troops are in the process of withdrawing. Absolutely no information will come through."
"But even so, the Mad Lord's 'Boundary Instinct' will still track them down and chase after them when they cross the outer defense line," Liya looked at Hao Ren, "so we have to be prepared... "
"Deal with the leaked derivatives when the night watchmen withdraw... right?" Hao Ren nodded slightly, "Don't worry, the drones are always ready, and all the fortresses in this fortress are ready to fire. "
Vivian asked curiously: "When will they be able to withdraw?"
Leah closed her eyes, and said softly after a moment: "There are still fifteen minutes... If you don't come out, you will never come out."
Hao Ren glanced at the drone swarm consciousness, and the latter began to automatically activate the countermeasures without ordering: "The fortress artillery is ready, and the annihilation spear has entered the charging state."
The huge war machines of "Fortress Overwatch" began to operate, and the shield generators were switched from the maintenance state to the wartime activation state. The energy barrier like a water curtain rose along the border of the fortress group, covering the entire area. Among them, on the surface of those majestic alloy walls and connecting towers, the forts were lifted from the base in rotation, and the muzzles were fine-tuned to point in the direction of the dark abyss.
As the energy veins lit up one by one, the forts, large and small, surged with deadly light.
At the very center of the fortress group, four special "buildings" were slowly raised under the push of propellers, and their cuboid shells "collapsed" like building blocks, and quickly combined into a shiny energy-gathering Arrays, surging energy danced between those metals and crystals, forming a several kilometers long, spear-like structure.
That is the finalized mass-produced Annihilation Lance—after the actual combat test in the Lahrian world, these powerful super bangs have been proved to have fully met the design standards. After further energy pipeline optimization and program adjustments, they They were installed in every fortress around the Dark Abyss. There are four in the Overwatch Fortress, and there are thousands of Annihilation Spears ready to go on the rear defense line.
The "event boundary" (or "horizon") of the dark abyss is surging quietly, and the pitch-black "membrane" locks everything on the other side in the black box of information. After the information node, the coalition forces on the periphery can no longer know any changes in the prison, and everything can only be judged by the Goddess of Creation's grasp and deduction of the various facilities left by her.
A black starship from the Guardian Legion is patrolling the perimeter of the Watch Fortress. This starship dedicated to monitoring the dark abyss is continuously transmitting data and reports back to the control tower:
"There are still three minutes before the opening of the 'horizon'. No phenomenon has been observed, and no information fluctuations have been observed."
"There is a trace amount of crazy pollution infiltration, and the infiltration has not reached the warning value."
"There are still two minutes before the opening of the 'Horizon', and the infiltration of insanity pollution is intensifying... No signal from the Night Watchman has yet been received."
"This ship will turn on the enhanced antenna, all monitors are requested to be prepared to resist mental pollution."
Hao Ren frowned, looking at the dark curtain in the distance, while Lily muttered as if talking to herself: "Turn off all perception and communication, and pass through the entire outer defense line in the dark abyss... Woohoo …It’s like Xiao Deaf blind challenged the battle royale… It’s scary to think about it…”
"Those people of the starry sky can do it," Leah said lightly, "After so many years of persevering in the dark abyss, they have long been used to this kind of 'silence'."
Vivienne sighed softly: "They exchanged their silence for tens of millions of years of life in this universe..."
A communication from Sentinel interrupted her exclamation: "Fifteen seconds until 'Event Horizon' opens... Information fluctuations observed! Signal from the Night's Watch! Beware, insanity pollution is oozing out! Derivatives observed Body! Visible to the naked eye!"
On the surface of that pitch-black "horizon of vision", a brilliant sea of light is gradually rising up.