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Boom————!

The ear-piercing explosion sounded throughout the sky, and even caused the plates to shift sideways.

Lin En once again summoned the head of the witch god, carrying the atomic machinery that covered the sky and the sun, and constantly circled around the ether, but without retreating at all.

The entire battlefield was already in ruins.

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At this moment, his spiritual power has reached its limit. Although the trauma of his soul has been curbed because of his ability to divert his mind, the large-scale overdraft before has already made him almost at the end of his strength.

But he has no intention of retreating.

"Aunt! Don't get entangled with him! Be careful behind!"

Lin En reminded sharply.

He rode on his mother-in-law, and the trident in his hand continued to disperse the terrible attacks formed by the atomic machinery.

If it weren't for the blessing of his first-born power, the terrifying atomic machinery would have already sneaked into his body and devoured him like food.

Boom -

There was no way to retreat.

The huge head of the witch god was hit again, and Lin En flew out directly.

In this high-intensity war, if it weren't for the blessing of the immortal curse of the witch god, he would probably have been unable to fight again, not to mention that they had already led the disorder and made a fearless charge towards the core of the atomic revolution.

"Retreat - Lin En!"

The witch god's head gritted his teeth and continued to resist the storm-like offensive.

"Leave here - and then we will make plans - if we continue like this - we will be swallowed by him sooner or later -!"

"No!"

This time, Lin En directly refused in a cold voice.

Because he knew better than the witch god.

Now it is precisely because he is here to pull hatred, so the atomic wave controlled by the ether has not shifted its target.

And once he retreats

The ether will immediately start to track and search for the missing Silver Fantasy, and once Miss Omnic is found and the atomic revolution completes its final ascension, everything they have done will be meaningless.

At that time, what they will face is the terrible counterattack of a complete microscopic god!

This is one point.

In addition, the most important thing is that if the atomic revolution is completed, whether the Colossus and Eve swallowed into his body can come back will become an unknown.

Based on this point, he must not withdraw from the battlefield!

"But are we going to stay here and wait for death——"

"He is swallowing the surrounding matter——his strength is becoming stronger and stronger——if this goes on, our situation will only become more and more difficult——Lin En!!"

The witch god's head roared, resisting the terrible counterattack of the ether.

Lin En's eyes were fixed on the chaotic battlefield, and his eyes were calmer than ever before.

"I know!"

"But believe me."

"Wait!"

"As long as you wait, everything will turn around."

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...

On the platform of nothingness.

The dark sky reflected the battle scene on the surface at this moment. The ether that controlled the atomic revolution was almost twice as large as before.

He was still expanding, and the number of atomic machines was increasing.

The scene on the battlefield was reflected in the eyes of Silver Fantasy. Lin En and the root under his command were forced to retreat at this moment.

But it was just as she said.

He did not retreat.

Although he was very unreliable in many places, and even completely untrustworthy.

But at the critical moment, he never retreated once.

This is the character of this guy, and this is why so many roots in the Night City are willing to be with him wholeheartedly, because he will not abandon anyone. He always speaks self-righteously, but at the critical moment, he will only consider others.

She clenched her fists.

"How can this atomic revolution be stopped - you should know - right -"

She did not look back, and her whole face was hidden in the darkness.

The old man stared at her back and said hoarsely:

"Why should we stop? Although it is Ether who controls everything now, it is also our omnic civilization, isn't it?"

"Really?"

Silver Fantasy whispered.

"Is he part of us?"

"You know what they are better than me. If being enslaved is also a continuation of survival, then I agree, but you see, we are just burning building materials."

"So even if he is a general, I will accept him, because no matter how different our ideas are, he is also a part of our omnic civilization. Maybe one day in the future, he will stop the atomic revolution and release us, but do you think Ether will?"

She turned her head and looked at him emotionlessly.

"He will chew us up, squeeze out the last bit of our usefulness, and make us the ashes of history."

She clenched her fists tightly.

The Light Banquet was dismembered, the Star Holder was burned, the dragon head died, the scholar was devoured, the general was suppressed, and almost all the machine gods representing the omnic civilization were spared.

"Is this the ending we want?"

The old man said nothing.

His old eyes reflected the young girl.

She was created and has been suppressed, formatted, and driven until now, because she represents the tradition and past of their entire civilization, because she represents the longing and yearning for the pastoral era.

Because a civilization that seeks to survive will definitely suppress the birth of this kind of consciousness.

But at least, you have to live.

There was silence for a long time.

It seems like every second spent here is as long as a century.

"To be honest - if I can - I don't want to hand over the Mechanicum to you - in this doomsday context - our pursuit of the past is so luxurious -"

"But equally - I don't want us to be destroyed -"

He turned around, his voice hoarse.

"If that's the case..."

"Do I just make you feel so miserable?"

Silver Fantasy suddenly interrupted.

Silence fell all around.

Silver Fantasy raised his head, looked up at the sky quietly, and said:

"You are all saying that I embody the fragility of our civilization, that I represent those pursuits of the pastoral past, and that I am a weak individual, so you keep trying to eradicate me."

"But is this so?"