The same words, the same tone, the same voice that sounded in Kuntasha's mind, none of which has changed in the slightest.

At this moment, Kuntasha, who had gradually settled down from the shock, faded away from her fear, and her pair of light blue mechanical eyes suddenly wrinkled, trying to reply:

"Of course I want to. I can't wait to turn those into reality. Are you going to help me?"

"Yes!" After the two simple words were finished, there was an endless silence, as if the person who "speaked" didn't want to speak at all.

And Kuntasha was like a person who was about to fall into the water and be drowned. He was unwilling to accept the disappearance of the only straw carrying his hope, so he screamed twice in panic.

"Is it still there? What should I do?"

In the next time waiting for the reply, Kuntasha only felt that every second she spent was so difficult, how she wished to hear the other party's guidance on what to do in the next microsecond.

"You need power! Only power can make your words count!"

These intermittent words made Quintasha seem to have heard the truth of this world at this moment, and he understood what the voice said.

Only when you have enough strength can your words be heard by them.Only when they have enough strength, they must be self-centered.

"Yes! Yes, yes! You are right, tell me how I can gain power!" said Quintasha, who seemed a little impatient.

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This voice is not in any language that Quintassa knows, but it is strange that I can understand the meaning of this passage.

Because this is clearly an energy transformation formula, and to realize this kind of energy transformation requires the consumption of a planet's core energy.

That voice has disappeared for a long time, and now the whole hall has returned to the eerie silence before, but the difference is that Quintasha seems to be struggling with something now.

However, this entanglement did not last long. When the former Merlin staff suddenly appeared in her hand, Quintasha finally made up her mind and prepared to do what that person told her to do.

As the staff hit the ground heavily, a blue light wave instantly spread to the entire Cybertron planet.

The throne where Quintasha was sitting was like a rapidly descending elevator, and it came to the vicinity of the Cybertron star core in an instant.

Looking at the core of the planet with light blue light in front of him, this is already the only bit of energy left in the core of the planet Cybertron.

Kuntasha understood that if she really followed the guidance of that voice, then the little remaining energy would be exhausted, and her last bargaining chip, that is, this planet that belonged to her, would usher in a fragmented fate.

Although she would die in that way, after asking her heart, Kuntasha found that her current life is simply worse than death.

After thinking about it, Quintasha suddenly opened her closed eyes, raised her staff high, and the core of the planet Cybertron also changed with Quintasha's movements.

A beam of blue to whitish light shot out suddenly, and this energy beam was guided by Quintasha's staff, quickly broke through the core of Cybertron, and passed through the surface of the broken star.

It shot at the planet's extraterrestrial orbit rapidly, and in the endless universe filled with black, the energy broke through the structure of space in the blink of an eye, and a spherical purple hole was opened.

In the next instant, the purple spherical hole turned into a vertical pupil, an eye full of countless emotions.

Kuntasha looked at the huge eyes like satellites, and she felt countless negative emotions just for a moment when they looked at each other. It seemed to be the end of everything in the world, the end of time, and the beginning of annihilation.

And when Kuntasha looked at that eyeball, that eyeball seemed to have discovered Quintasha, and the moment the two sides made contact, the eyeball seemed to explode with an indescribable joy.

Immediately afterwards, a purple energy column cut through the deep space and shot straight at the ancestor of the Cybertronians.

The moment Kuntasha came into contact with this power, her mechanical body could not feel the touch at all, but she felt an indescribable pain in the depths of her soul.

But the good thing is that this feeling disappeared in just an instant, and the time was so fast that even the giant gods and Thanos on the planet Cybertron hadn't reacted, and the eye disappeared.

At this moment, Quintasha seemed to have undergone some kind of change, or in other words, had completed some kind of enlightenment. Quintasha, who was near the exhausted energy core, suddenly grinned strangely at the corner of her mouth.

"Hey hey! I see! This is power!"

When she once again raised her staff and slammed it heavily on the star under her feet, a purple light wave instantly spread to the entire Saibaotan, and the purple light wave seemed to have some kind of contagious power.

In an instant, all the existences on this planet began to be infected by this power, and what is surprising is that after the light wave diffused, the dilapidated and shattered Cybertron star unexpectedly reunited very quickly. up.

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Chapter 340: The Quiet Howling Abyss

Earth time in mid-March 2015, Runeterra, in the territory of the Freljord in northern Valoran.

The sky full of ice and snow is blown everywhere by the strong winds, this is the country of ice and snow, and white snow fills every place that can be seen in this country.

In the northeast of the Freljord, this place is regarded as a forbidden area by the Freljord people. The Frost Guards patrol this vast snowfield all year round, prohibiting anyone, including the Freljord people, from setting foot on this land .

No one knows what these frost guards are guarding, even they themselves don't know why they are patrolling this snow field and what they are guarding.

In the depths of the snowfield 320 kilometers west of the Watcher's Sea in the northeast of the snowfield, a black building complex covered by frost stands quietly here.

No one knows who lives in this complex, and no one knows why the complex was built here.

This building complex has been established here since tens of thousands of years ago, after the three ancient sisters died in the war that broke out for unknown reasons.

Today's Freljord no longer has the power and influence of the ancient ice empire, and there are only various tribes standing on this boundless ice and snow.

Just like today's Runeterra, one variable after another merged together to achieve the changes of the times, and the only thing that remained unchanged was that it was shrouded in the snowstorm of the Freljord, and there would always be a huge shock. A wronged person is like howling in the snow.

But those are not important anymore. The important thing is that today's Frostguard Fortress seems to be different from usual. For some reason, the noisy wind and snow on weekdays seems to be much smaller.

The biting cold wind was also calmed down by the slowly falling snowflakes. The center of Frostguard Fortress was a stone bridge built on the bottomless abyss.

At this moment, a woman wearing a black and blue long skirt made of ice crystals is standing quietly in the center of the stone bridge. She is wearing a strange crown on her head. The crown blocks her eyes. She seems to be alone. Something is listening in the middle of the bridge.

She is Lissandra. In the ancient myths of Freljord, she, Avaloosa, and Serilda are called the three sisters of Freljord, but they should have disappeared in history. Now she stood alone in the middle of the bridge deck like a living ice sculpture, listening to the sound below.

After a long while, she still couldn't hear the voice she was looking for coming from under the bridge. Lissandra looked a little annoyed, and slammed her light blue hands on the guardrail of the stone bridge fiercely and said:

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