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"Of course the thieves of your world stole our technology."

"How many people have you killed, do you want to kill this world before giving up?"

"That's right, since this world is destined to confront our world. Then it's better to kill all creatures. Order again, Turing system, Albert, Tesla... start the total annihilation."

Scenes of pictures flashed through Weston's mind like slides, the questioning of humans in this world, the responses of machines from Turing's side of the world, the crushing war initiated by a disagreement, no... in the picture Rina is already a massacre.The elderly, men, women, children, and even pregnant women are split like wheat, all under the laser and squeezed by space.Some bodies were scorched, some were cut off, and some were directly squeezed into a cloud of blood...

"The final counterattack? Alan Turing II, but you have to know...it has nothing to do with me at all. As long as I stay in my body, I will adapt to your power sooner or later." Weston snorted With a sound.Pick up a black box of particle life from the ground, and start the resonance directly.

Those images and sounds that tried to disturb his thoughts—disappeared.

"Everything is over!" Weston clenched his teeth, moving step by step in the battlefield with difficulty.

He pushed away a bunch of artificial human shells and came to 1O's side.In the opponent's body that had been divided into four halves, Weston dug out a ring-shaped object, which was the core of 1O.

The image of the artificial man dying for it without hesitation appeared in his mind.

It can be called stupid, or it can be called simple.

"..." Looking at the black box, Weston's lips moved.I wanted to say something, but in the end, I couldn't say anything.

Unlimited use of Meteor usually consumes a lot of energy once, but now after the battle with tense nerves, the feeling of fatigue begins to hit.

In an instant, there was a sharp pain in the brain, a sense of shrinking nerves, and ethereal tinnitus, and the world was spinning in front of my eyes...

Looking around, the battlefield is full of desolation, the stumped limbs and arms are in every corner of the battlefield, the tiny electromagnetic sonic fluctuations emanate from the black box of particle life, and the electric wires with sparks and crackles, I never know which man-made Emanating from a person's arm, heart, or other parts—the entire battlefield seemed to have never happened. It was a barren place in the past, and there was no vitality after the war.

Weston's body collapsed to the ground, lying on the crimson earth, and the corpses of artificial humans were scattered around him, and the particles floated and slowly rose to the sky.

There was a wry smile of various kinds.

"In the end...are you still the only one left?"

Turing system, the next second of interference followed, this kind of counterattack is nothing more than a cornered beast.The huge amount of information and data swept through his brain, making his consciousness begin to blur...

He didn't care, because even in death, Turing hoped to follow him.

Meteora and the others don't have to worry about such enemies anymore...

In his hazy consciousness, there seemed to be two auditory hallucinations shouting, but he couldn't hear them clearly.

so lonely...

……

at the same time.East, repository.

In an underground fortress extending in all directions, the gates of ABC have been opened one after another, and a large army carrying a group of paper materials has already stood at the last gate D.

The silver-haired android dressed in gothic style stood at the forefront, a black box was floating in front of her, and the defense system of Gate D was slowly being disarmed.

...15%, 30%, 30.2%... In less than a few minutes, the system defense system cracking has reached 99%.

The girl didn't turn around until the particle defense wall covering the gate faded away.

"The deciphering is complete. Next, I'm going to the 'Utopia' base in the north." The girl said blankly, the black mask covered her eyes, and the two daggers suspended behind her proved that she was different from other cyborgs. are quite different.

"Support people who ascended from the lower dimension? Thank you very much." Riveria nodded slightly to the girl in front of her.Unlike other artificial humans made by Altair's genes, this girl is also a life from another world like them.In this barren world, they only saw two so far, and the other one was the Faceless Man.But that kind of lolicon probably can't communicate with them, right?

"Yeah." The girl nodded, and then passed a group of people behind Riveria and quickly disappeared.

I don't know who whispered to her skirt and buttocks when she left: "It's really erotic..."

Leaving the door open, with a team coming to the vault.Riviera, Ace Wallenstein, Altair, 303&304, Shimazaki Setsuna, Tsukijoin Makan, etc...

Riveria took a deep breath and glanced at everyone: "Okay, it took half a month to get here, and I have finally deciphered it. The history of this world, Weston, and the connection with our world, It's all here now..."

Entering it, the first thing that greets you is "Welcome, soldiers. 】

"Is it the same AI as the base?"

"Correction, we are the same system."

"Oh."

No one cares about AI, and everyone has been attracted by the new scene.

What was presented in front of them was a silver-white space, as if no one had been here for a long time and it had been cleaned every day, and everything looked very old.

The white hall, which is as wide as the base, exists like a rest area.On the opposite wall, there are several simulated statues, a man with a hedgehog head who looks like only a high school student, a swordsman man wearing a medieval leather shoe, a short man with a pentagram, a long-haired youth in a military uniform, and a kimono The woman with the short knife, the female scientist with Tuhao Seventeen engraved on the white coat...

"This is……"

They found some kind of date written under each statue.For example, from January 2033.1 to February 2033.2. From April 2034.4 to June 2034.6, it is similar to the pattern from birth to death of human beings.

"The two-dimensional comrades who fought in this world in the past and fought like us...?"

"No matter what it is, their information should be left here." Riveria said, having crossed this area and entered the main control room.A palm fingerprint verification system appeared in front of everyone.

Riveria looked at Altair: "I don't have permission, it's better to leave it to you."

"Yes." Altair nodded: "Activate the authority of the first sequence of combat power, call historical data."

[The DNA sequence has been verified, the first sequence of combat power, Altair.The call history data record has been backed up and is starting...]

AI's electronic sound came out, followed by the huge screen projected on the white wall in the control room in the next moment.

Line by line of text began to emerge one by one...