Soul of Burning Steel

Through the connection of the power of steel, Joshua’s body understood the whole world of Siboa in an instant. He already knew that this world was hard to return. The Siboa rebels were too weak, and the enemy they faced was very likely to be Enough to suppress the world by one person and drive away the gods of the steel python...Even if they do not count the power of the gods, but the power of the soul puppets, they need decades to recuperate, and then spend hundreds of years to regain their own world and rebuild order.

Joshua does not intend to intervene in the struggle of these people, nor does he intend to intervene in these people to rebuild the glory of civilization, but he can't stand the master behind all of this being able to settle down on the throne, and the creator of souls and stars can not stand on the sidelines.

——He wants to find that person, and then put an end to this twisted order.

So the giant breathed, making the heaven and the earth like day.

The cracks above the sky tore the connection between the inside and outside of the world, and the weird scenery of the endless void can be seen, but because of an inexplicable haze film, the world and the void are not directly connected, but the breath of the giant can directly pass through— —I saw that the sky of the entire world turned into a silvery white at some point, and the faintly visible red Mars was constantly rushing in all directions with the endless light. Large clusters of silver mist and light streams were like the corona ejected by the sun. The same surging along the sky, like the raging frenzy of the North Sea.

The energy from outside the world took away the color between the heaven and the earth in an instant, and the silver mist of steel engulfed the roar like a horn, just a few seconds, under the stunned gaze of all the lives of the entire world, the silver tide rolled. After more than half of the sky, they fell like rain. The chariot watched the silver mist sweeping the sky inconceivably. It absorbed the dust in the surrounding atmosphere and formed a mighty crystalline rain. They fell on the ground without When hitting any life, you can only see the gray-black weird crystal rolling on the barren ground, then slowly dissipating, turning into deposited dust.

It doesn’t take long to cover the sky and the sun, and the flying dust that has plagued all lives in the entire Siberian world dissipates like a big dust. The super-powers trembling and leaning over, touching the dust, they breathe in unbelievable fresh air. This is a feeling they have never had in decades. Some people murmured and some people couldn’t even cry... But this is not the end, because in the gap, there is another huge silver mist gushing out, it is like The ink dripping in the clean water invaded the surrounding atmosphere like an unbelievable strength of steel, slamming into the network of false stars in the sky.

Suddenly, with an inaudible low roar, the stars in the sky flickered, sometimes dimmed, sometimes bright, and then, the majestic soul fluctuations comparable to a tsunami swept across the entire Siboa world, shocking everything.

Almost in the blink of an eye, all the soul puppets were paralyzed, and the Siboa superpowers also trembling to kneel on the ground.

Because the incomparable majesty comes, like a **** descending to the world, punishing all destruction.

When Joshua Van Radcliffe did his best to release his terrifying power, the earth turned upside down was just a backhand, and even the natural ecology of a world had to change its appearance because of it-the battle of the end a thousand years ago The remaining dust and fog disappeared under the breath of the soldier, and the star array observing the entire world was also suppressed and shut down in an instant. This is just a breath. If he does make a move, perhaps he will really fight with the steel python Karlis. Say that, completely overthrow a world order cycle.

And in the endless silver mist, the huge puppet is in the middle of the crack. Behind him is the solemn gaze of the giant god, and in front of him is the entire Siboa world, between the roaring steel mist and the flow of energy, The puppet raised his hand and pointed directly at the dark blue spiral tower in the center of the world.

Suddenly, the mist that originally flowed in all directions seemed to have been ordered by the master, and it began to rush towards the center of the world. They swept over those chimneys bursting with thick smoke and magic light, and swept over those that undulate on the horizon. The factory, sweeping across the large tracts of metal buildings, Joshua immediately knew what was happening in the distant land.

It is a factory, one by one processing soul, processing bones, manufacturing soul puppets and all creations in the entire Siberian world. In that huge and magnificent steel building, countless assembly line-like machinery is running day and night, soul The corpses, souls and super power units transported by the puppets from the major fields are all transported here, and then divided into categories.

The souls of the Siberians without superpowers like those from the unknown artisans are classified into one category. Among them, the dim, weak light clusters are piled up, and then filled into the hexagonal prisms like filled cans, they The ending is to be made into a variety of soul creations, such as storage units for storing information, torches that provide energy, and computing units that provide computing power. The incomparable array method operates in the perfect soul industry, and a A soul is tempered into a part of society.

Most of the souls derived from superpowers are extremely splendid. If the standard soul is one, then most of the souls of superpowers are above three, and these exuberant, shining souls will be inscribed with uniqueness. Rune formations and inscriptions are made into cherished soul cores. Some of these cores are used to create new soul puppets, some are used to mix super power units, to create a few high-level control cores, and most of these cores are used to create new soul puppets. Store it up and use it to construct a brand new soul star.

The fusion of super power unit and soul is extremely difficult to succeed, and few of the ten have mutual adaptability. Even so, one after another can be made into super power puppets on the assembly line of thousands of factories. The control core was sent to the warehouse and kept as a spare. It was a force that the Siboyan Rebels could not overcome after decades.

This is the supply goal of the Soul Puppet Garden. The core center of the soul puppet is also the truth of this world. Under the rule of the puppet's incomparably regular rule, countless Siberians are bred and slaughtered as chickens and ducks. Of course, soul puppets do not despise any soul or the corpse of any Siberian. They just follow the instructions and do what they should do. They do not despise the crops they harvest, but deal with it seriously and meticulously. Their last legacy.

But this cannot be concealed. The entire world is actually a farm, a farmland with human crops, and what is worse, behind this farm, there may be a powerful owner.

A world of eternal despair. This is Joshua’s only thought. Think about it, the lonely Siboyan world in the Void Maelstrom, the powerful soul puppet, the perfect breeding system, and the obscure fugitive resistance army, if there is no external force, then the internal The turmoil in China will never overthrow this order. All of this is as strong and suffocating as iron mixed with ice, but it is incomparably stable. If the world of Siberia continues to breed in this way, it will be tens of thousands of years. , Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, the world of Siboa will never fall into chaos, let alone self-destruct like the evil **** of famine.

Is it in order? Of course it is order!

But Joshua could not bear such an order-a world where there is no future and no progress, existence is only existence, then what is the meaning of its existence? Individuals do not exist, consciousness and soul are just playthings and animals, and cold procedures are above wisdom. For any intelligent life, this is undoubtedly a **** in hell. To admit such an order is tantamount to denying the meaning of all civilizations. !

A soldier is such a person. If you ask him what he likes, he will say that a difficult challenge is the best. Joshua has his own preferences. He likes to see the enemy’s blood flowing under his feet, decorating his castle with enemy skulls, but his heart is burning with flames-he does not like cold indifference, does not like looking back, He doesn't like a world where there is no change. He likes change, progress and the future. He likes to challenge unpredictable fate. The huge puppet suddenly rises with layers of red light. It is red sparks flying, like ceramic cracks. The lines are spreading on the steel.

If the flame is born because something is burning, then it must be the soul of the warrior who is burning. He burns for anger, for billions of harvested lives, and for the unknown dead who are more than billions. The sky above was trembling with the power of this boiling steel, and the space could be seen as if it might fall apart at any time. The soldiers were determined to punish everything, and were determined to bury the deadly order of this frozen world in flames and ashes.

The civilization and order of the Siboyans have long since collapsed. There are no witnesses or jurors in this world, but it does not matter, since civilization and order are not there.

Then Joshua is the court--

"Destroy it."

The warrior whispered to himself, his tone was low and calm, but because of his words, a great uproar was set off on the earth-in all the silver clouds and fog covered places, unbelievable visions began to appear, in those subtle and indistinguishable steel. Under the erosion of the fine dust, the soil and rocks melted like ice blocks hit by hot water, and the solid steel factories could not last longer. It can be seen that the magnificent factories in the center of the world are shaking and collapsing under the waves of silver mist. , Can hear the endless sound of impact and collapse from the earth.

This is the skill that Joshua learned from the dark fog. His strength of steel is no less than the highest creation of the sanctuary civilization in terms of erosion. Now, this terrifying method is used for the enemy of the warrior.

In just an instant, dozens of factories were transformed into dust under the erosion of the silver mist, and the large bases of other soul puppets could hardly escape the fate of being swallowed by the power of steel, as the silver dust mist spread like a literary plague. , The center of the entire world was covered, only those fields where a large number of Siberians were bred were spared. Those were the enemies that the resistance army would defeat in the future, and Joshua would not overtake it on his behalf.

At this time, the rebels in the southwest of the Siberian continent can clearly observe that there are no more clouds above the entire sky, only a thousand stars and the galaxy across the stars twinkling, and in the galaxy, it is terrifying and trembling. The mighty power of the world is surging, and the initial power from the origin of the world is brewing the next wave of offensive. The steel puppet in the middle of the sky waved his arms. He has destroyed most of the steel building clusters in the center of the world, but the warriors are not particularly concerned about this. Satisfied, he fixed his gaze on the dark blue tower.

"Calm down, don't panic! First maintain the order of the team!" In the resistance army town, several old men with gray hair but strong postures are comforting loudly around the camp. Their brows are frowned, and the surrounding causes are made clear with a clear voice. The super-powered person who panicked with all kinds of visions calmed down: "It's just the sky shining. What's to be afraid of! We escaped from the hands of the soul puppets, not to shiver in front of something!"

"Pick up your weapons and carry your luggage! Protect your family members and maintain our team! Let's start now, let's go to the barren mountains to evade!"

These old people, who were obviously the leaders of the resistance army, made the whole team swallow the reassurance when they spoke. They were like sacred needles of the sea. No matter how big the wind and waves caused by the outside world, they would also make the resistance army feel at ease. Listening to their words, the entire rebel army quickly recovered from the riots, and then they turned into a mighty team and marched towards the desolate mountains in the south of the world.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-" And in the middle of the world, in the crevices of the buildings shrouded in silver mist, hundreds of strangely shaped aircraft suddenly flew out. They are legendary in the mist, and they have a translucent light shield on the outside. Temporarily blocking the erosion of dust and fog, these flying shuttles like the wings of the elders launched a series of gunfire and missiles in the air, shaking the atmosphere, and even the whistle of crystal vibrations could be heard. That was a series of high-energy beam generators activated. the sound of.

Suddenly, countless artillery fires and beams hit the sky, and the weapons that the soul puppet placed on the land also opened fire. The incomparable energy flow even shattered the thin silver mist, and shot directly towards Joshua, who was located high in the sky. , They seem to want to shoot down the giant puppet in the middle of the sky, and put an end to everything that shakes the world.

However, the sudden storm roared and swept the atmosphere, sweeping through all the artillery fire and beams, and the silver and red mixed gale bursts with incomparable energy flow, obliterating all physical and non-physical attacks, and it even descended on the earth. It caused countless rocks and soil to soar, and even the surface of the earth's crust was shaken by this, and a small hill was directly smoothed out and turned into a huge depression.

Joshua watched all this indifferently. He watched the silver mist eroding the soul puppet’s factory, watching the gale sweeping the ground and turning the mountains and buildings into nothing. The warrior waited for the counterattack of the soul puppet, but he Without waiting, the master behind the scene seemed to be still asleep, without any reaction to Joshua's destruction.

If this is the case, then the soldiers control their own power, and simply gather towards the dark blue tower that stands in the center of the world.

I can see, the factory is razed, I can see, the building is shattered, I can see, the world is shaken by Joshua’s power, tornadoes and earthquakes raging in the center of the continent, everything seems to be the end of the world, and the soul puppet is indestructible The fortress was completely destroyed, and now, that high tower is about to face the footsteps of factories and fortresses, and the power of steel that erodes all things sweeps through like a fog, and everything is wiped out.

However, just when the silver mist touched the surface of the dark blue spiral tower.

The invisible wave is centered on the tower that runs through the sky, causing layers of ripples to emerge. It forms a continuous spreading concentric circle in the atmosphere, extremely complex and mysterious, like a dreamlike brilliance, spreading around the entire tower The wind is stagnant.

The mist of steel solidified in place, and the storm stopped agitating. If you have eyesight above the extreme level, you can see clearly. The mist of steel closest to the tower is less than ten micrometers away from the surface. But this distance of less than ten microns is like the distance between heaven and earth at this time, because the whole world has stopped here!

In the distance, the Siberian rebels, which were advancing rapidly, were still galloping in the wasteland, but no matter who they were, they stopped in place. Their faces were tired and worrisome, and even the white-haired old men in the lead looked uneasy. , I just force myself to be calm, I can see the smoke and dust rising and solidifying on their sides, like an oil painting called'Migration'.

In the Soul Puppet Garden, a large number of soul puppets are gathering, their preset procedures are activated, and they begin preparations for war. Numerous previously sealed weapons are taken out of their arsenal by them and equipped with them, but they are also stagnant at this time. In situ, maintaining a tense pre-war preparation posture.

In the center of the world, among the collapsed factories and buildings, you can see industrial assembly lines and huge puppet facilities that have been decomposed and eroded by most. Some of them are only skeletons, and some of the bottom layers are collapsing, and they are about to collapse, but everything is Like the mosquitoes in the amber, it solidified in the stagnant air, maintaining a posture of not falling over.

Everything stopped, and time seemed to stand still.

No, ‘time’ has stopped.

Then ~www.novelmtl.com~ dreamlike light waves shine. It is the only thing that can move in this still world. It does not seem to exist in the material world at all. It is just a kind of afterimage, and it is accompanied by this afterimage. The surging of shadows, time, began to countercurrent.

The silver mist rolled back, the collapsed building stood up again, the factory was restored to its original shape, the tornado dissipated, and the rebels marching into the wasteland returned to their station. The falling rain of crystallization was like a video of upside down. I can see countless dust on the ground condensed into gray-black solutions, flying backwards to the sky, and then decomposing into countless mists in the sky-and above the sky, the cracks torn by the soldiers slowly closed, everything The original state was restored, the network of stars returned to normal, and the array of observing heaven and earth resumed operation.

Even the huge steel puppet is no exception. He slowly descended, descended from the highest heaven, returned to the mid-air, the radiant light from the sky was withdrawn from the sky, and then returned to his palm... Everything seemed like nothing happened, everything It all seemed to be an illusion in a dream.

The hands of the clock rotate counterclockwise, the river of fate flows backwards, everything is like a boat against the current, constantly being pushed back... Then, that's it.

Back to the old days.