The sound of buzzing electric current kept rising, and the surroundings instantly lit up. Tens of thousands of prisons glowed at the same time. The strong light was so strong that it almost blinded everyone. Thirty-six huge arcs circled side by side and exploded. Then it was divided into countless small circles, flying from all directions.
In an instant, the entire Silent Star lit up, and the periphery of the star was covered with tangled blue electric lights.
Strange sounds sounded all around, as if directly acting on their thoughts, like electronic sounds rather than electronic sounds, Opal could almost guess what it was—the automatic defense mechanism set off to capture the escaped prisoners!
The small arcs glowed with light, forming a sea of electric light one after another, covering the entire central area, locking all the flying phantoms, and the tens of thousands of square meters of vertical space was full of escaped blue light, but it seemed that time had stopped. Generally, it is firmly fixed in mid-air by numerous magnetic fields.
"Wrench." On the public channel, Lily asked: "The lighting has been restored, continue with the original plan?"
"Go out the same way." The wrench's voice said, "Raymond, what's going on over there?"
Raymond replied: "The phantom people are locked again."
Wrench: "There are still three hours before entering the gravitational field of the neutron star, and there are still twenty-two hours before the silent star is completely swallowed by the gravitational field. You can retreat now."
Raymond: "Come on, leave that way."
Opal: "Xie Yinke, hurry up and retreat, do you have a spaceship?"
Sheinke said: "Yes."
Raymond asked them to leave here, Opal turned and stopped on the long bridge, Raymond said: "Do you want to stay?"
The soldiers of the Republic had already left, and the central platform was full of corpses. Harley did not know where to go. The wounded and the pirates of the Meteor Legion were moaning in pain. Opal said, "Will the wrench come again?"
Raymond said: "He just said so."
There are still things to do, Opal alertly thought of the wrench's entrustment, what did Azeroth explain to him? He pulled Raymond and said, "Stay and see."
Raymond thought for a while and said, "Leave four hours to run."
Opal: "Yes, I want to know what Azeroth asked the wrench to hold, it must not be so simple..."
They jumped up, took a seat where they could look down, and waited for the wrench.
Not far away, there was a phantom who was bound by a magnetic lock. Once the electromagnetic light lock was opened, all phantoms showed their prototypes, and it was the first time that Opal had the opportunity to seriously look at their actual shapes.
A spherical light nucleus is suspended in the air, and countless arcs are rolling around the nucleus.
Raymond said, "This is the prototype of the Phantom Man?"
Opal said: "Maybe, it's not the same as what we saw last time."
Raymond nodded, checked the time, and the two cuddled together, waiting for the movement on the platform below.
The interior of Silent Star was restored, and all the cells seemed to function as usual. The sound of electric current was loud and clear, and a beam of light was cast from the central dome, shining on the entire platform.
"Can you talk to them?" Raymond asked.
Opal shook his head and said, "Hey, man, have a word."
The phantoms ignore the opal.
Raymond said solemnly: "I heard that the phantoms are a difficult group of guys to deal with. And they rarely meet, they don't communicate with humans at all... They're like aliens."
"I suspect none of this life form is in this universe...shhh," Opal said.
Wrench appeared with his men.
Carrying a box, he stood in the center of the platform, above his head, surrounded by phantoms floating around. People from the Twelve Nebula Mercenary Corps stepped forward to check the injured and stood guard around.
"Hello everyone." Wrench gave a mercenary salute first.
The surroundings were very quiet, and Opal could almost feel that the attention of all lifeforms in the entire hall was focused on the wrench in the center of the light.
"I think we can communicate." Wrench said: "I came with the invitation of the leader of the fierce star, Azeroth, the king of mercenaries. If you don't want to communicate with me, then I will leave."
Opal frowned and whispered, "Azeroth knows what's going on here?"
Raymond said: "It's not very likely. He just said that no one knew that this was the site of the phantom people before coming here, and the inside of the planet could not send communication to the outside world... What do you think?"
If Wrench hadn't consulted with Azeroth after arriving at Silent Star, then this should have been decided in advance.
Wrench said: "We have less than two hours, and I will wait here until the still star starts to enter the gravitational field."
In front of all the phantom people, he installed a small device in the center of the platform, projected thirty-six-sided computing technology, and then entered a series of codes, the platform was filled with energy and slowly rose, and a tray appeared.
The tray has a gold-handled, red-edged knife, and another groove that appears to have originally contained a small spherical object.
But the groove is now empty, and only a pocket knife remains.
Opal's breath suddenly held his breath. He saw the wrench on the platform to take something, but he couldn't see what was on it. Is that Nolan's relic
"Stop your movements, human." The echo sounded in the empty hall.
Opal: "!!!"
Raymond: "… "
Several mercenaries raised their heads at the same time, and said with a wrench, "Would you like to talk?"
He replied, "What do you want to do?"
Opal narrowed his eyes and recognized the language used by the echoes. It was not a common human language, nor was it a phantom script. It seemed to be a radio wave that directly affects the thinking activities of the brain.
The wrench did not touch the knife again, and said politely: "Our leader asked me to come to untie you, and hope that Lie Xing can become your loyal ally."
Opal: "Azeroth wants to buy these phantoms?"
Raymond: "It's very possible... does he want to use them to fight Cororin's allies? It's not easy..."
Echo: "Allies?"
Wrench said: "The revolution started by Igna Nolan 20,000 years ago led to the division of the Phantom. Don't you want to return to your homeland? To be honest, our human planet is in trouble, and now the Phantom has It is no longer the illusion of 20,000 years ago, and your clansmen have been controlled by a human named Coroline, who broke the balance between the universe, did whatever he wanted, and destroyed him wantonly."
He echoed: "This is not our responsibility. Since following Igna to come here, we have no relationship with the mother star."
Wrench said: "Well, that's all I can say. I thought that the exiled people would want to go out and have a look."
The echo fell silent, and the wrench carefully picked up the knife and put it in a box.
The echo said: "It's no use taking Nolan's relics away, it's just a memorial to him. It symbolizes that he cut away the past and his soul and stored it here."
The wrench closed the box and said, "Even so, we can't watch it enter the force field of the neutron star forever... The planet will be destroyed in a few thousand years, and maybe the next time it won't leave the force field."
Raymond said in a low voice, "Wrench is indeed very smart, as expected of an S-class mercenary."
Opal was a little confused and asked, "What do you mean? What do you think that knife will be used for?"
Raymond said: "He can't convince these phantom rebels, at least he can bring the knife back to Azeroth for exchange... Azeroth can use Nolan's relics as a condition to establish a certain relationship with the phantom."
Opal: "But they might also come and snatch the relic."
Raymond said: "He must have another move, you see."
The wrench released a group of small robots and began to dismantle the magnetic field generator in the cell, which is the most effective weapon to bind the phantom people, and the echo sounded again.
"You don't know why Nolan came here."
Wrench said: "Uh... I heard that because of an accidental coup, there will always be many small twists and turns in history... "
"Do not."
"This is Nolan's self-imposed exile, the demise and rebirth of his beliefs. All of us here, like him, are waiting for the final judgment."
"But there's no question he's finished himself," Wrench said.
"He's not dead." Opal said suddenly, Wrench frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that he was still here.
"I know he's not dead, he's gone for a while after he got here, hasn't he?" Opal said.
Wrench frowned slightly at Opal, looked at him inquiringly, but did not speak.
Opal appeared from behind the bunker and walked onto the central platform. He knew very well in his heart that the Knights of the Stars were passed down from generation to generation, and Rector’s ability originated from Nolan, so Nolan was Rector’s teacher—and Rector’s The age is far less than 20,000 years old, so the only explanation is: Nolan only stayed on the Lone Star for a period of time, and then left here, and cultivated Recht, and built the apprentices on the Muse Star. palace.
Opal looked up at the phantom star and said, "Why not seek the rebirth of faith in another way? Nolan can leave here, and of course you can too."
He vaguely noticed one thing - the power of belief of the star knights must be related to the phantom people, and it has a lot to do with them. The phantom people are good at mind control, so the ability of the star knights is most likely from Nolan. inherited from the body.
Echo: "You know a lot, you know Nolan?"
Opal knows that his thinking activities just now have been exposed to the surveillance of all the phantoms. These phantoms have lived for 20,000 years, and their abilities are far from those of the dog legs on the Cororin mothership. Maybe they are present. A few of them can cause earth-shattering changes. If these old fantasy stars are willing to form an alliance with Lie Xing, it is estimated that they no longer need to be afraid of Coroline.
Opal said indifferently: "Oh, I'm just talking casually... Everyone please feel free."
"Coroline?" said the echo: "Your enemy's name is Coroline?"
"Yes." Opal said: "Honey, let's go."
Raymond glanced at the high-altitude fantasy star, turned around and left with Opal's shoulders.
Echo: "Remove the lock mechanism, I promise to join you temporarily, but not now."
Wrench said: "You must promise not to be an enemy of Fierce Star."
The cores of all the phantoms lit up at the same time, and the arcs imprisoned in the outer layer flickered, as if they were increasing their energy to suppress the electric waves they released.
"We need to investigate." Echo said, "If the situation is as you think, according to the principle of ancient phantom immigration, the Salama United Legion will agree to assist you in mentally suppressing all our companions who destabilize this universe. "
"Open the lock, human, you will never understand the meaning of my clan's existence in this universe."
The Wrench was silent for a moment, and said, "Then I will equate your answer with... The strong star has reached a friendly pact with your Salama Legion."
"This is not consistent." Echo said: "Your life is too short, one day when you know the origin of the Huanzu, you may be able to truly understand that our history is longer than yours, and now, release the imprisonment."
Opal and Raymond waited at the exit, the wrench hesitated for a moment, then looked up, turned on the communicator, and said, "Kay, turn off the security system, you can retreat."
With a humming sound, all the arcs gradually dimmed, and then withdrew.
There was a whistling sound, and hundreds of blue lights flashed, and all of them disappeared.
"This is all gone?" Opal said.
"Their speed is close to the speed of light." Wrench said: "It's far away now."
Wrench, Raymond, and Opal were silent, and Wrench said, "I hope I didn't do anything wrong."
Raymond said: "No, you are doing it right. I think this group of phantom prisoners can help the country of mercenaries a lot."
Opal said: "But do you think they will do what they say?"
"Except for human beings." Wrench said: "Almost all advanced intelligent life forms in the universe keep their word, and many races don't even have the word lie, are you okay?"
Several members of the group moved a magnetic field generator over and said with a wrench: "We have to leave here immediately, let's go! Kai, do you hear that? Leave Jixing immediately, and it will enter the gravitational range in three hours."
The passage is much brighter than when they came, and Opal still said: "Even if their speed is the speed of light, it will take more than 30 million years to return to the fantasy star..."
The wrench said: "No, they have their own way of passing. The phantoms can freely enter the fifth dimension, but their travel time in the fifth-dimensional space will be relatively longer than ours..."
"It's not a small gain this time," Raymond said.
Wrench walked at the forefront, and said as he walked: "Yes, we can disassemble a few of these magnetic field generators to study new and improved products when we go back, so that the phantom lackeys under Corolin can't do anything about us... If it goes well. , maybe it can block all the mental interference of the King of Meteor, you know... His hypnotism is too powerful... "
Opal reminded: "There is also a relic of Nolan."
The wrench tossed the box of metal knives in his hand and said, "This is a windfall, do you want it?"
Opal: "… "
Raymond said with a smile: "I will give one million and transfer it to us? Opal likes this kind of little thing very much."
The wrench said regretfully: "Oh no, I can't give it to you if I want it. It is illegal to hide the harvest in the process of the mission, and it must be turned over to Azeroth. If you like it, you can ask the king, maybe he I’m willing to sell it to you cheaply, and I’m also willing to let you pay in installments, because you rescued his son, and a son for a fruit knife is obviously a good deal…”
When they were talking, several people stopped.
"It's a mercenary again." said a low voice.
Wrench: "Yeah, it's the mercenary who ruined your good deeds again."
On a tarmac leading to the surface of Jixing stood a dark gray meteorite mecha, lined up beside it, followed by six large combat robots.
"I made a bet with Harley." Zarke's voice said, "See which way you will go, and you really hit this big fish."
Wrench whispered: "All, prepare to break through."
The eight people held their weapons at the same time, and said with a wrench: "Raymond and Opal follow me and act!"
At the same time, Raymond and Opal finally saw the multiplayer combat power of the Twelve Nebula Mercenary Group, and they even used an unarmed fighting team to smash a mech! The ground is full of electric lights, electromagnetic bombs, and light energy bombs fly around. The mecha turns on the propeller and rushes. The speed is unparalleled. The target is the wrench in the crowd!
In an instant, the flow of time seemed to be extremely slow. Opal drew his sword, and Raymond controlled the long cannon to shoot, and one shot hit the chest of the mecha. After the earth-shattering explosion, Raymond and Opal were guarding the wrench from left to right. Rolled on the spot and got under the mecha.
The moment the mecha was in the air, the three of them slid down from it, the wrench slammed the suitcase, and the lid of the box was opened, sending out countless oscillating robots, which were firmly attached to the mecha, emitting high-frequency vibrations.
The oscillating sound made Opal's eardrums painful and almost bleed, and the whole body was covered with dazzling white light. A light bomb flew and hit Opal's wrist, causing him to scream.
The distant phalanx trembled, Jixing finally entered the range of the gravitational field, all the cells spread out on both sides, and stuck to the inner wall of the asteroid under the action of strong gravity.
An invisible gravitational force formed a roaring tidal wave, as if thousands of troops were rising.
The wrench shouted: "Escape!"
The next moment Raymond reached out and grabbed Opal, shouting, "You run first!"
The body is getting heavier and heavier. Opal hangs his injured right hand and swings his sword in his left hand. A robot disintegrates and crashes in front of him. He and the wrench stumble to the tarmac, and they roll and rush up the stairs. Gritting his teeth, he carried the door and pryed open a crack in the alloy door. The wrench shoved the bomb into the crack of the door, and the two turned around and flew, lying down.
Wrench: "Attention all units, activate the spacesuit immediately!"
The bomb exploded, the ring-shaped sound wave of the shock bomb blasted a big hole in the door, the wind howled, everyone shouted loudly, and was rolled out of the hole. Something shoved into his hand.
Before he had time to look down, he was pulled out of the vacuum universe in a daze, and when he flew out, his head hit the door, and his eyes turned black.
"Damn it! Wrench!" Opal roared.
"Captain! You're doing this again!" Kun said angrily.
The five members of the Twelve Nebula Mercenary Regiment were instantly thrown out by the suction of the space. When they were in the air, they turned around and shot dense bullets towards the hole.
Immediately after the next moment, Raymond flew out from head to toe, turned gracefully in the air, threw an axe light with the power of this rotation, and slashed away!
With a loud bang, the mecha chasing the door was rushed by the intensive firepower, and fell back again, and pushed out a defensive shield with his left hand, just to meet Raymond who had adjusted his position.
Raymond turned the handle of the axe, carried the shock gun in his left hand, and said solemnly, "Go back."
Then he pulled the trigger, and the dazzling energy cluster flew out, blasting the Meteor Mecha back into Jixing. The flickering electric light on the surface of the entire asteroid was pulled into a line under the action of the gravitational field, and burst out from the mechanical groove on the planet's surface. , like a bunch of fireworks that were pulled and flew to the north and south poles, and then built into a huge olive-shaped grid, which became longer and longer.
"E7!" Opal switched communications shouted.
With the Opal in his left hand, Raymond fired several shots one after another. With the help of recoil, he flew towards Era-VI. Twelve Nebula’s spaceship, the red lips of flames, emitted tractive light, sucking the mercenaries in space into the cabin one by one.
More pirate ships and meteor battleships caught up and fired at them.
Opal and Raymond fell into the isolation cabin, the airtight door was closed, pressurized, the inner cabin door opened, the two undid their belts, and strode towards the console.
The voice of the wrench sounded in the communication channel: "Attention to all units, the flaming red lips are escorting you..."
Immediately followed by countless cosmic jet robots and intensive artillery space battles, Opal shouted: "Wrench! How about you!"
The wrench said: "It doesn't matter to us, you are responsible for taking the future lord through the starry sky gate back!"
The flaming red lips released the first wave of interference robots, followed by the second wave. The stars in the dark space flickered wildly, and the small self-destructing robots attached to the enemy spaceship, sending out big explosions one after another. The pirate ship was chasing after the flaming red lips, but the sixteen thrusters of the flaming red lips were turned on at the same time, and the speed was actually faster than the pirate ship, and it flew out of sight in a while.
Xun said in the communication channel: "Call Times-VI and apply for return."
Opal was half-tired and lay on the sofa tiredly. Raymond sat in front of the console to connect the communication, and Zhao Xun said, "It's better to go to another star gate, just in case."
Xun said: "Received, the future lord has set to follow automatically."
Raymond re-adjusted the route, turned around, and saw that Opal was looking at a small box.
"Why are you there?" Raymond asked.
Opal said, "I had the wrench in my hand when I came out."
Raymond: "What do you mean? Sent us?"
Opal shrugged and said, "I don't think he is so generous. He just wants us to bring Lie Xing back."
Opal poured out Nolan's relics, and the knife fell on the coffee table with a clang, with a line of phantom characters tattooed on the blade.
"Do you think it's going to be a mecha?" Opal said.
Raymond heard Opal talking about this, he pondered for a while, then took a knife and looked at it, and said, "This kind of thing may be transformed into a ten-meter-high mecha?"
Opal nodded and said: "Yes, it is very possible. The teacher's mecha is a bracelet, which is attached to the wrist."
The knife was only the size of one of Raymond's fingers. He turned it over and over for a long time, tried to cut through the pulp of his finger, and said, "It's not sharp."
Opal: "The phantoms say it's just a memorial to Nolan... If it's not a mecha, then Nolan's mecha will never be found again."
Raymond placed it in the center of the coffee table and said, "But how do you wake it up? Do you want to keep it for yourself? It's obviously… bad."
Opal gave up this plan, and Raymond smiled: "If you really want it, how about I go to Azeroth and buy it?"
Opal said helplessly: "I don't think he will transfer it to us."
Raymond said, "You can threaten him with Xun."
Opal: "Then he won't transfer it to us! Wake up, wife!"
"You are the wife." Raymond smiled.
He put Opal in his arms and lay on his side on the ground. He hugged Opal from behind, and the two lay quietly looking at Nolan's knife. Raymond said, "It's not necessarily what you want. A, maybe it's just a weapon that can effectively kill the phantom people, or it's really as they say... the symbolism outweighs the actual effect."
Opal hummed, threw the knife back on the coffee table, and said, "Forget it, even if there is a mecha, the two of us won't be able to use it."
Raymond said with a smile: "I've never been very interested in these."
Opal turned lazily, looked at Raymond's handsome face, brushed his hair, and said, "I've always wanted a mecha of my own, just like the teacher, but it's not too big now. interested."
Raymond stared at Opal's eyes and whispered, "Why?"
The corner of Opal's mouth tickled cynically and said, "Because I have already got a robot, this robot is obviously cuter than a mecha."
Raymond laughed, put his arms around him, and pressed his lips to Opal's.