mechanical court

The reason Zero Type is called a divine skill is that it can achieve an effect similar to reversing the universe with a very small energy output within a certain range.In the scope of zero-expansion, the space is not just as simple as folding, but returns to the singularity before the Big Bang.

Before the outbreak of the singularity, all concepts including time, space, and dimensions did not exist; after the outbreak of the singularity, the universe only had time, space, and dimensions in the process of continuous expansion.

The zero formula is the zero formula!

Erase all concepts born from the explosion of the universe, and return everything to that singularity, so it is an invincible skill.

Master Yves, who figured out this style, is indeed a great man standing at the pinnacle of mixed martial arts.

Due to the incomplete inherited magical skills, No. [-] only has the power of shrinking space.Even so, it gave him the ability to confront inheritance-level powerhouses in a short period of time.

"It's no wonder that since ancient times, no one can surpass the achievements of Mr. Yves, and no one can challenge his magical skills. Facing the perfect zero-style, even the apostles will have a headache..."

Thinking of this, Ivan recalled Sherlock's evaluation of Ives - in the vast universe, there are several apostle-level existences, but he only has one.

"What an amazing achievement."

Being able to make the immortal apostle look at him so highly, thinking of this, Ivan couldn't help being awed.However, while admiring him, he also had doubts in his heart: How far has Mr. Yves's Zero Form been perfected?

Ivan had a vague feeling that with such a heaven-defying style, even Mr. Yves himself might not be able to achieve the ultimate power in theory.The old man probably spent his whole life trying to perfect Zero Form, but he was unsuccessful until his qi and blood decayed.Otherwise, with his character and ambition, it is impossible not to leave zero-style practice skills.

But the question is, how much better is the zero-style mastered by Mr. Yves than the zero-style in the hands of No. [-]?Is it the super complete version of space folding, or the ultimate mystery that can even stop time, and even... touched the field of interference dimensions?

"...This question, maybe only Casillas the Conqueror can solve it for me."

Ivan turned over from the floor talking to himself, recalling the extremely failed Type Zero just now, and immediately made adjustments after analyzing the data: "Judging from the results of the experiment just now, this type is only driven by mental power. Definitely not...I have to increase the energy output, and try to further fold the space by bursting light energy."

He was not discouraged by the painful failure just now, and was even very happy: After all, he had found a clue, which was completely different from the previous feeling of black eyes!Everything is difficult at the beginning. Now that you have some experience, as long as you are willing to study, you will definitely be able to discover more mysteries!

1 Chapter Twenty

Norma Star, Huadu.

Even in the middle of the night, the consul's villa was still brightly lit; dignitaries and dignitaries came and went in the hall, but the consul looked ahead with a pale face.His frightened eyes passed through the arched window and fell into the vast night, as if he was afraid of something in the darkness.

And the night sky is also full of flames, and various types of aircraft are rising and falling, shining brilliantly.

A dozen high-ranking Norma officials stood behind him silently, setting off each other like stars.Everyone looked as if they were facing an enemy, and everyone had a look of hesitation to speak, but no one had the courage to break the silence first.

In the end, the Minister of Foreign Affairs took a step forward, walked behind the consul, and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency, the Federation's Sixth Fleet will arrive in Norma in a few days, and we must make a clean break with the shadow creatures before the fleet arrives." limit!"

"What can you do!?" The consul turned around and looked at him expectantly.

"Your Excellency the Consul, it is impossible to have the best of both worlds at such a critical moment, you must endure the pain and make a decision! Before we succumbed to the shadow creatures to preserve our strength, now that the Sixth Fleet is about to arrive in Norma, we don't have to worry about extermination It is a great opportunity to cleanse the shadow creatures."

The Minister of Foreign Affairs knew that the other party was indecisive, so his words were very urgent and full of gunpowder:

"If we do it now, we can pretend to be unknowing victims. Even if we suffer heavy losses, we can win the sympathy of the Federation. Once the Sixth Fleet finds out that we have reached some kind of agreement with shadow creatures... as traitors of human civilization , the Norma people will be very miserable next time! Especially you, Your Excellency the Consul, if you don’t wake up now, you will definitely be crucified on the pillar of shame in history!”

"But but..."

The consul faltered and couldn't say a whole sentence, his heart was worried about gains and losses, his mind was also a mess, and he couldn't make up his mind at all.

In fact, he is not stupid, it's just that he often can't make up his mind when encountering major events, or he just makes foolish moves.Indecisiveness is almost a common problem among Norma people, and lack of assertiveness is also a long-term habit of hugging thighs when things happen, so when things have come to this point, we can't simply think it is his fault alone.

From the consul's point of view, the shadow creatures on Star Norma are too big to lose their tails, and turning against them at this time is at best saving some civilians.High-level people who participated in the agreement like myself must be the focus of attacks by shadow creatures, and their fate must be very miserable.

Of course, if the Sixth Fleet finds out that Norma has colluded with the shadow creatures, he will die a miserable death as the culprit.

It is precisely because no matter how he chooses that he will die, the consul will be hesitant and unable to make up his mind.

"Your Excellency the Consul! You must..."

Seeing that he was still hesitating, the Minister of Foreign Affairs grabbed his arm anxiously, but before he could say a word, his voice stopped abruptly.His expression froze in an instant, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he looked down at his chest: he saw a dark vertebral bone spur piercing his chest, and the blood flowed along the winding blood groove, spurting out one after another.

"you!"

Seeing this scene, the Consul was frightened out of his wits and stretched out his hand to help the window sill, but unfortunately his whole arm was so weak that he couldn't use his strength.The whole person fell to the ground directly against the window sill, and his body trembled violently like sifting chaff.

"..."

The Minister of Foreign Affairs raised his head and looked at the consul who fell to the ground first, with only deep despair in his eyes.He inhaled vigorously, trying to straighten his waist, but his willpower was no match for the lost physical strength, and he fell to the ground slumped.

He knelt in a pool of his own blood, struggled to raise his head, stretched out his hand with the last of his strength, and grabbed the opponent's ankle:

"Consul...you, you can't be more wrong!"

As soon as the words fell, the person was already breathless, and the lifeless corpse knelt on the ground, but its head was held up firmly, and the back looked much taller than when he was alive.

Seeing the tragic death of their former colleagues in front of them, all the high-ranking officials were too frightened to vent their fears. They scrambled to stay away from his body as if avoiding the plague.

"Let go! Let go! Let go!"

The consul also frantically flicked his leg, trying to kick that hand away, separating it from his ankle.But no matter how hard he tried, the lifeless hand was always clamped on the ankle, like a rusty iron clamp, unable to loosen a bit.

Da da da--!

The sound of high heels hitting the floor came from far to near, and the officials quickly backed away to make way for a wide road.A tall beauty dressed in a black backless evening dress, dressed like a witch, passed through the crowd, walked elegantly on catwalks, and walked gracefully from the hall on the other side.

Under the eyes of everyone, Niwal held his left hand in an alluring manner, raised a thin white little finger, and looked at his nails as if no one else was around.Following the path that the officials voluntarily gave way to, he stepped up to the consul, glanced at the corpse kneeling in front of him, and smiled without any emotion:

"This is the end of the contract breaker who breaks the agreement. Your Excellency the Consul, you are a smart person, and you should know how to do it - so that you can always be in the safest position."

The consul didn't care to kick that hand away, and looked at the other party while maintaining a slumped posture, and said with a pale face: "But... the Federation's Sixth Fleet is almost here, if this continues, our agreement will be exposed sooner or later. !"

"Then let's make a quick decision."

Newar waved his long skirt, sat on the dining table with his legs crossed, swept all the rich dishes on the table to the ground, and looked at him condescendingly:

"Tell me how long it will take for the federal army to arrive in the Far East."

"Up to a week!" The ruler replied with sweat on his face.

"Then send your troops and declare war on Heberen in the name of destroying the shadow creatures. At that time, we will also sneak behind the enemy lines and concoct some evidence you need. Try to burn Heberen to the ground within one day, Then we left with the Shenyuan machine, and the Federation will pursue it without any evidence."

At this moment, Newar's demeanor and temperament are completely different from those in the past, with an unhealthy paleness in his skin, and an arrogant arrogance in his tone of voice.

"...Will it be too late?" The consul gritted his molars and asked vaguely.

"It's only a one-day journey from Norma to Hyperion, and with our help, it will not be a problem to capture Hyperion within three days." Nival glanced at him casually, raised his left hand against the bright lights With his little finger, flicking his nails, he made a sharp metallic tremolo.

The consul hurriedly turned his face away, avoiding his sight, and asked guiltily:

"You promise to evacuate as soon as you get the Shenyuan machine!?

"Of course, after all, the strength of the Sixth Fleet should not be underestimated. Before the commander of the legion arrives, we are in danger of being wiped out by ourselves." Nivar lowered his hands to support the table, leaning back, two snow-white long hair The legs switched places and hung before the Archon.

"I promise you, but we also have a condition!"