Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]

The white light almost burned Calais VI's spiritual body, and he has never been so clearly aware of the imminent danger as he is now.The easy-to-reach prey was clearly at hand, but the white light whose power had soared several times blocked him firmly. He screamed out loud, but couldn't bear the terrible burning sensation, and was knocked out violently.

The mental fluctuations exploded centered on Oswald, and Calais VI’s spirit returned to the president’s body in a hurry. As soon as he possessed the body, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered back a few steps, his body was like It seemed to be falling apart, twisted into a strange angle, and fell to the ground.

The researcher who had been monitoring the situation tremblingly rushed forward in fright: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

He wanted to help Calais VI, but the president's body began to swell rapidly, his eyes were red and bulging, and the aftereffects of strong radiation were finally revealed, and the surrounding alarms rang together.

I can't go on like this, I must find a body that can easily cover the spirit for His Majesty!

The researcher finally figured out the correct idea in his messy head. He called his companion through the terminal communication, but just in the middle of speaking, he felt his arm being grabbed.

He looked down subconsciously, and met the man's eyes unexpectedly.

The line of sight was firmly attracted at once.

The threat of death made Calais VI burst out with amazing potential.

"...I can't wait..." He murmured, and the blood froth spit out along with the vague words, and spat the researcher's face.

The researcher realized at that moment what the other party wanted to do, but before the fear surfaced on his face, his eyes were completely lost.

Calais VI tried his best to invade the researcher's mind.

The president's body shriveled rapidly, while the researcher was trembling violently, his face pale. After he stopped shaking completely, the skinny hand that was grasping his arm finally dropped limply, and knocked on the floor with a click. .

Heartbeat stopped.

"Your Majesty, team leader—!"

When the people who rushed over after receiving the communication saw the situation on the scene, their faces changed drastically.

They stepped forward to check the condition of the president's body, and each of them was almost too scared to speak clearly.

But without shouting twice, they noticed that the researcher sitting on the ground suddenly trembled strangely, his dark eyes turned twice in opposite directions, and he grinned.

"What are you crying and howling, am I not doing well?"

The speaking voice was very old, and the tone was dragged out of the old, which was not the usual speaking style of researchers.

The research assistants stared blankly, and after two seconds, they turned pale, and they understood.

Each of them seemed to have seen a ghost, with fear and awe alternately appearing on their faces.

Calais VI had no interest in their mental journey. He had part of his thinking tentacles burnt off by the white light just now, and his mental power was depleted a lot. He was at his weakest time: "What are you doing in a daze, find me a medical cabin Come!"

Now, my subordinates dare not neglect, and the medical cabin is ready immediately. When Calais VI entered the medical cabin, a research assistant cautiously asked, "Your Majesty, what should I do with this person?"

The other party was talking about Oswald, and Calais VI looked at the man with his eyes closed, his eyes were dark.He is mentally weak now, and he can barely cover an ordinary person with mediocre ability, but he can't do anything to completely cover Oswald's spirit.

Caesar's spiritual mark was beyond his expectation, just in case he had already arranged people far away to the fourth quadrant, but the truth that far water can't save near fire seems to have failed in front of Caesar's spirit .

Calais VI is still not sure what is going on with the soaring white light. He gritted his teeth and said, "Control him first, and observe his situation closely. After I come out of the medical cabin, I will Hope to see all the data on his physical and mental condition."

The door of the medical cabin slowly closed, and everyone who received the order immediately devoted themselves to the research on Oswald.

"The degree of genetic evolution... the degree of genetic evolution is 100%! Are you sure?"

"The indicators of body function are constantly rising, and have reached the limit value of the human body... No! The limit value has been broken, my God!"

"The target's mental state is unstable, huh? Why do two spirits seem to be stalemate?"

"Quick, tie him up!"

Oswald's spiritual world was indeed quite uneasy. Caesar's mental power took advantage of the trend after forcibly dispelling Calais VI, and was mixed into the thick black mist.

He tried to find a little bit of Oswald's breath from the black mist, but the man seemed to be lost in the mist, and he didn't respond to his call.

The only ones who reacted were the black mist, but unfortunately, that reaction was not friendly at all—they surged crazily, as if they had self-awareness, with a cold aura from the abyss, surrounding the incompatible white light .

The warm white light did not match the cold black mist, and the dark power almost instinctively rejected this warm atmosphere.

They are entangled and spin rapidly.The more entangled, the colder Caesar felt all over his body. The power of the black mist seemed to be a bottomless pit, which was continuously replenished from the constant consumption of the white light, and gradually suppressed the unsustainable white light.

The two originally equal forces finally widened the gap in front of the unequal source of power.

Caesar actually felt that his legs were weak, and he wanted to just kneel down in front of the black mist. A certain fear of unknown power from the depths of his soul swept his consciousness.

The link across the stars is an extremely mentally consuming process. After all, the white light can't do what it wants, and the endless black mist finally wipes it out. Exhausted, Caesar closed his eyes in vain, and his consciousness began to withdraw rapidly.

In a trance, he heard a cold and misty voice coming from his ear——

who are you?

"I am your uncle..."

The commander was burning with anger in his chest, and before he could fully open his eyes, he just uttered a sentence without beginning or end.

Lina was quite confused: "Boss, are you awake?"

Caesar blinked, and finally realized that he was back on the starship, but his heart seemed to be blocked by a stone, and what echoed over and over were the words he heard when he left Oswald's spiritual world.

It was Oswald's voice, he wouldn't admit it, but what did the guy say?Who is he?

Living with his and using his, actually asking who is he?

He opened his mouth, unwilling to close his eyes just like that, but the fatigue after the violent mental ups and downs hit him, and before Lina could ask one, two, three, four, five, he closed his eyes and spit out vaguely before falling into a deep sleep The words in the throat: "Go back...to settle accounts with you..."

"Warning! Excessive consumption of mental power! Please seek mental treatment immediately, warning!"

Lina was so frightened that the three souls lost seven souls, and she stuffed Caesar into the medical cabin, and began to search for senior guides all over the starship to save her life.

When Calais VI woke up again, the report on Oswald had already listed several light curtains.

The research assistant was about to cry, and was too anxious to look at his face: "...Your Majesty, that person seems to have completed the reconstruction of his self-consciousness."

The recovery ability of the Dark Sentinel was far beyond their imagination. It was obvious that Calais VI had almost covered most of their spirits, but the other party actually rebuilt a new consciousness in a short time after Calais VI left.

Calais VI's face was ugly, he stared at the test results, and said after a long while: "Are you sure it's a new consciousness?"

The research assistant murmured: "Yes, yes, he doesn't recognize anyone, and he doesn't have the concept of alliances or empires."

Calais VI's eyes flashed, he pondered for a moment, and snorted: "Whether it is a new consciousness, it seems that Caesar has not been completely successful."

General Caesar's depression was somewhat relieved, he couldn't help laughing, and then continued after laughing for a while: "Is the energy of the mental radiation enough? Before I recover, you can radiate the strongest The effect is called out for me, and I want to carry out another thorough enhancement."

Speaking of this, the research assistant's face almost collapsed, and his voice was like a mosquito: "The core radiation energy here has reached its limit... Maybe it can't satisfy the strongest effect."

Covering the Dark Sentinel requires an extremely stable and powerful mental state. Under the condition of receiving extreme radiation, the overall state of the president will be temporarily maintained at a limit point of the human body. According to their original calculations, this strengthening is enough. But in the end, after Caesar stepped in, Calais VI's coverage failed halfway, and the remaining energy seemed stretched.

Calais VI was impatient: "Then quickly go to the other exit of the space-time hole and prepare it for me as soon as possible."

As he spoke, he walked up to Oswald, who was tightly bound by layers of restraints, and said in a deep voice: "Before that, let's instill in this person some ideas and missions of the new empire. It would be a shame not to take advantage of it in front of us."

*****

After a brief rest, the five starships of Starhunter set sail again, and after arriving at the predetermined coordinate point, they found that they had been cheated.

The coordinates given by the task did not have the exit of the so-called time-space hole at all. Looking at the empty coordinates, Caesar woke up from his lethargy with a worried face.

"Contact Lieutenant General Liefu and report the situation here."

He is now sure that all of this is a conspiracy, using a fake coordinate to lure them out, waiting to ambush outside the transition point, has the empire's minions infiltrated into the alliance military headquarters?

Caesar forced himself to think about the doorway here, but he couldn't concentrate no matter what.

After waking up, he could no longer perceive Oswald's spirit. The invisible line connecting them was still there, but he went back along that line, no matter how he walked, he would only get lost in the dark in the fog.

The transmission of the cross-quadrant communication was extremely slow, so slow that Caesar had been thinking wildly for several rounds before Lena finally received the information sent back from the star hunting garrison in the capital galaxy.

She glanced away, then her lips trembled, and her voice was trembling: "Boss...the lieutenant general wrote back, saying that the president has passed away, and five members of the Guards who followed the president to the research center died and one was seriously injured. Major Hill..."

Caesar suddenly clasped her shoulder: "What happened to him?"

"Major Hill killed the President . . . Sentenced out of the Union."

The command room suddenly fell silent. Starhunters were used to gossiping and gossiping, but they were all completely dumbstruck by these words, and each other saw the shock in the eyes of their teammates.

"Impossible!" Caesar said coldly.

"Return to the flight immediately." He squeezed his palms tightly, "Return to Capital Star at full speed."

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