The Marshal's Lady of the Actor [Interstellar]

The last country in the star world has finally been included in the tyrant's territory.

The footsteps of human beings began to head towards the strange star field.

One morning, the illustrious General Crome had a hasty audience with his sovereign.

"When we were excavating the new star field, bugs suddenly appeared in the universe and destroyed several airships!"

"insect?"

The young man on the throne slightly raised his eyelids and looked down.

General Crome lowered his head deeply, and said in a fearful and fearful tone.

"This kind of creature can move in the universe by relying on its own physical fitness. Its attacks are very powerful and its movements are quite flexible. Our airship's target is too large to effectively deal with this kind of bug."

"Oh?"

There was still no fluctuation in the boy's brown pupils. He looked at Crom and asked softly, "What's wrong with my car."

Crom lowered his head deeply again.

"Has been completed."

"However, my lord, the airship built according to your request has too big a goal, and you never asked us to add some defensive measures to it..."

The boy's snow-white toes stepped on the fur carpet, and he slowly stepped down from the throne, ignoring the advice of his subordinates.

"Get the command room ready, I'll go and see for myself."

The huge space fortress that is comparable to a planet set off from the docked space port.

With the current technology, the fortress created is really crude, it can only be called a lump of iron, when it sets out, people can even hear the sound of pulling between the steel.

Then the tyrant appeared.

The pale and handsome young man slowly emerged from the throne, walked barefoot on the carpet that spread hundreds of meters, and entered the iron lump.

He stood at the entrance, looking up at the steel fortress.

Reach out and touch the bulky shell.

The brilliant silver light instantly enveloped the planet-like huge space fortress. The light was extremely strong, but people didn't feel any discomfort in their eyes, but looked at it fascinated.

Gold, silver, cyan, blue, green...

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of colors appeared in vain, intertwined in fine detail on the airship's shell.

If you have a good eye, you will be able to see that the light is not a piece, but a very fine silk thread, depicting countless complicated patterns on the shell of the airship, and then superimposing them layer by layer.

In an instant, even the airflow in the entire space is different.

The young king withdrew his arm from the shell, and he continued his previous journey into the fortress.

The light settled down, drawing beautiful patterns one after another on the huge iron shell, and those extremely beautiful runes were almost perfectly embedded in it, abruptly turning this clumsy fortress into something that people have never seen in their lives, A strong and refined presence.

No one doubted that there would be some malfunction in the fortress.

They just asked in a trance under the extreme shock.

"what is this?"

"A talisman." Crom heard the question, and replied in a deep voice, "This is a talisman."

"The energy source that you have researched to greatly increase the endurance of the airship?" People exclaimed, "It is indeed a tyrant! You have fully mastered this technology in such a short period of time. I am afraid that you will not be able to match his ability on talismans." compared."

Crom smiled awkwardly, and walked up to the fort to cover up.

Even if people think that they are the first to take out talismans and teach others how to make talismans, they are the real creators of the technology of talismans.

But there is no one who does not think that the tyrant who ruled the world can learn symbols and symbols in a short period of time and surpass its creator.

Tyrants are omnipotent.

I don't know when, this idea has been deeply engraved in everyone's mind.

Those creatures that are strong enough to move in the universe are called Zerg by soldiers.

When Xiao Wutong saw the bug through the screen in the command room for the first time, he raised his eyelids and showed a little appreciation.

"very good."

it is good?what's good?

Naturally, bugs are good.

The young tyrant has the ability to see through the soul. When he saw the bug, he knew that it was a highly hierarchical creature and a creature with extremely strong vitality.

Stronger than humans.

And this also means that bugs can enter areas that humans cannot reach.

They are useful.

The boy thought so.

So he very naturally ordered to the bugs outside the screen.

"Hi everyone~ I'm Wutong~"

"From today onwards, you are Wutong's subordinates~"

"It's nice to meet everyone, but I have to get to work right away!"

"Help Wutong find senior brother!"

The voice of the tyrant pierces through all obstacles and echoes throughout the universe, that pretentiously cute voice directly penetrates the eardrums and reaches the brain.

Bugs were undoubtedly enraged.

Tens of millions of worms emerged from the dark wormhole and rushed towards the tyrant's army.

"Hey?"

In the command room, the tyrannical king frowned and cried out worriedly.

"that's not allowed!"

"Everyone is Wutong's subordinates, you can't fight!"

"Absolutely! Absolutely! No! Yes! Yes!"

He chuckled and opened his hands.

In the void, a phantom of a white bone spread out.

Stretched out fiercely into the wormhole.

Terrifying power filled half of the universe in an instant.

The tyrannical and willful power unscrupulously tossed the bones in this space, and the hands were desperately stirring in the wormhole, so that even the surrounding space began to crack, forming several small holes.

Because of this, the space began to become disordered.

The young man smiled and said happily: "The worm is disobedient~ Indus wants to teach the worm a lesson!"

He jerked hard.

The origin of the world groaned in pain.

Countless Zergs were forcibly pulled out of the wormhole, along with several planets at the other end of the wormhole, and the countless space cracks inside the wormhole.

The space collapsed in an instant.

There is no doubt that the inside of the wormhole is a broken space, and the space debris pulled out by the skeleton hand has completely destroyed the balance of the entire space.

The whole universe is like the end of the world.

The whistling cracks tear at each other, making harsh sounds.

The boy still smiled lightly.

A cold, forbidding light leaked from his curved pupils.

"You must accept Wutong's teachings well~"

A bug is a creature with a strong body and no soul.

The terrifying consciousness of the cultivator easily penetrated the spirit of these creatures, and imprinted his own emblem on them.

From top to bottom, from mother to daughter.

In this collapsing space, countless bugs screamed in pain and were forcibly injected with mental power.

They were once the next great enemy the world had arranged for mankind, and under the interference of the youth, they will always be the appendages of the tyrant.

Inheriting the spiritual power of a tyrant, it acts as a tyrant's sword.

Xiao Wutong watched with cold eyes, and out of the hundreds of millions of bugs, came out the most transparent bug.

In the years to come, it will always bow its head as an accessory of the tyrant.

And human beings will never know what kind of turmoil this unexpectedly excavated creature will cause.

The tyrant's search has not yet come to an end.

Huge space fortresses are floating aimlessly in the universe. In just a few years, the number of star fields developed by humans has already increased by dozens of times.

Xiao Wutong's name has disappeared in the human world, and gradually, they began to call the king who sailed in the sky a tyrant.

Call this age they live in the Dark Ages.

People spread word of mouth about the brutality of the tyrant, and the tyrant hanging high in the sky was already on the verge of collapse.

How many years have you been looking for it?How many places have you searched for?

The number is also countless, and the calculation is inexhaustible.

But the person he was looking for has never been found.

Brother...

The young man covered his head and widened his eyes.

The eyes were blood red.

Can't find, can't find his senior brother.

Or is it……

That person never came to this world at all.

The bright star map covered the entire sky, and the young man's eyes were bloodshot. When he looked closely, he found nothing.

"Brother, where are you?"

Did you abandon him?

Do you want him?

That's right, it's understandable.

Who wants to be with a man who killed himself.

The young man smiled brightly. He stretched out his hand to touch the bright star map, and the mania and anger that had been settled for a long time all turned into despair.

Numbly desperate.

The light of the star map was imprinted on the pupil, but the light in the pupil became dimmer.

Finally no more.

Brother is not here.

Brother doesn't want him anymore.

The screen in the command room reflected the boy's expressionless face.

He looked at himself and asked again.

why are you still alive

Senior brothers are gone, why are you alive?

He suddenly went crazy and turned on all the screens.

Hundreds of screens floated in front of them, dutifully broadcasting various programs in the empire's territory.

The faces on the screen are smiling, frowning, crying, and silent.

But without exception, they are all alive.

Xiao Wutong watched intently.

After a while, he wondered.

"Brother is gone."

"Why is Wutong still here?"

"Why are you still here?"

"Why don't you have a senior brother, and your life hasn't changed at all?"

"impossible."

"Everyone must remember Senior Brother, and everyone must regard Senior Brother as the whole world."

"If this is not the case, wouldn't Senior Brother be too lonely?"

Pale fingers touched the screen, touching the vivid faces.

The tyrant suddenly laughed.

"Indus thought of it~"

"Let's find the senior brother together!"

"Wu Tong is here to lead the way for everyone, and then we all go to the senior brother!"

"Brother won't be alone in this way!"

"OK."

The boy waved his hand, and all the hundreds of screens went out.

In the empty command room, there was only weird laughter.

In the void, a certain soul is extremely anxious.

The author has something to say:

Letter from Little Indus:

good morning mom and dad

The back mountain is not a mountain

It's a super super big mountain range!

the very big one

so

I never lost the team because I was stupid

There are trees all around here

I don't know where to go next

ah!brother!

Brother, help!

Indus got lost!