Therapy Planet No. 13

"Our situation is very dangerous." A deep voice sounded.

Lucas took Joshua's words, and he stood in front of the screen with his gun raised, as if he was on guard against someone at any time.

Some people who are ready to move, but are still loyal.

"please help us."

Lucas's line of sight almost pierces through the lens into the vast sea of ​​stars.

"If you can't do anything, at least don't be an accomplice to the Tower of Babel."

Long, long, long silence.

The young man noticed that the others had withdrawn their attention, and she quickly muttered to herself again, allowing herself to blend in with the environment.

It's just that Lucas' words lingered in her mind for a long time.

Drop drop drop.

She was notified that Xinggang was about to welcome a big man who came to interview and inspect.

The young man is the security guard of Starport.

——If you can’t do anything, at least don’t be an accomplice.

Dawn passed through the wormhole, with full mental power, and rushed towards the most dangerous source of infection.

"... Shall I go too?" Dongyang was not very confident.

The place where the "host" is is like a piranha that traps creatures, exuding a seductive and deadly aroma all the time, making Dongyang irresistible, but awe-inspiring.

She was afraid that she too would be ensnared, assimilated.

"If you don't go, what if you encounter danger?" Li Ming joked, trying to liven up the atmosphere, "I will die. If I die, all previous efforts will be wasted."

"But I..."

"I believe in my vision. You won't." Li Ming said solemnly.

Before Dongyang had some complaints about Liming's demagogic "deceitful" rhetoric, but he had to admit that when he was trembling in his heart, he was very moved to hear such trust.

"If you are infected—" Dawn's smile was a little dangerous, "remember what I said when I planted the wedge? If necessary, I would mind enforcing it."

Forced assimilation.

Dongyang's originally moved mood was swept away.

It turns out that when she said "believe in yourself", she really believed in "self".

"Bah! I won't let you succeed!" Dongyang gritted his teeth and took the first step.

Dawn smiled kindly.

Isabella: ...

Rhodes' escaped aircraft is about to set off.

Debugging, calibration, target determination, autopilot mode on, ignition, countdown.

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Rhodes' movements in the cockpit were done in one go.

He turned on the surveillance in the passage, and found that layers of defense had been surrounded outside.

Even if someone came after him, it would be delayed for a while.

This time is enough for the aircraft to ignite and take off.

four

Louie stabbed Almi in the chest, and she slashed the knife horizontally.

A hand protruded directly from the wound at close range, and with a smirk hanging from the corner of Almi's mouth, it penetrated Loui's abdomen.

Lu Yi quickly dropped the long knife and retreated, but was still bombarded by the biochemical arm for most of it.

three

The aircraft began to hover in mid-air.

Almi's arm was chopped off by Louis with a dagger, and the terrifying multiplication finally stopped.

He is already at the end of his battle.

Lu Yi endured a strong sense of discomfort, his throat was sweet, and he wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth with his arm, and found that his consciousness had begun to blur for a moment.

She looked in Angel's direction——

two

Louie's pupils narrowed slightly, he took a deep breath, and ran out stumblingly.

When she ran out of the hatch, she almost tripped over the corpses all over the floor.

"one."

Angor's venomous voice sounded from Rhode's ears:

"Do you want to see a magic trick?"

She pressed the emergency stop button with a snap, and looked at Rhode's surprised expression, "Surprised, surprised, happy?"

The power accumulated by the aircraft with great difficulty dissipated in an instant.

Rhodes withdrew his hand suddenly as if he had been stung by a poisonous scorpion. He immediately jumped up from his seat, stepped back a few steps, and made sure that the controller was still in his pocket, before he found a voice and asked, "What are you... "

"How did I come here?" Angel took his words with a smile, and shook the blood on his arm nonchalantly, unable to tell whether it was hers or the other soldiers'.

Her tone sounded very relaxed and abnormal, "If anyone blocks the way, kill them, anyway, I just followed here."

Looking carefully, Angor's body was covered with fine wounds, and looked tattered, obviously after a thrilling fight.

It is impossible to tell from her expression whether she has internal injuries such as fractures.

Rhode's intuition is not very good, he has a premonition that Angel has gone crazy.

Except for the living dead he bred, only a crazy person would be so indifferent to his injuries and situation.

Angor blew a kiss to Rhodes: "My dear, a polite gentleman will not do things that hurt ladies and rob property."

Rhodes frowned, and secretly opened the spirit net, while reconnecting the control of the aircraft, he called the familiar spirit body.

Almi, who was left behind by Louis, suddenly moved a finger slightly.

"It was originally mine." Rhodes was trying to delay time, "You stole it, I just took it back."

Angel raised up an index finger and shook it gently, with various gestures, "Isn't this how things are? Whoever owns them belongs to them."

She denied: "It's like the ideals, beliefs you stole from Sartre, and the eternal power you stole from the life force of countless people."

Rhodes shrugged: "If you want to say that, I am speechless."

It's absurd and absurd to have an in-depth conversation with a lunatic who is manipulated by capricious emotions.

Louie heard heavy breathing and footsteps behind him.

Judging from the timbre, she was sure that it was the sound of Almi's military boots; but judging from the rhythm, she was not so sure that it was Almi.

On the contrary, it looks like a complete Divan Keti.

There was a bad premonition in her heart.

Louis subconsciously quickened his pace.

Looking up, you can vaguely see Angel's back.

A red thorn quietly spread from her back heel.

No Leave Leaves will save some personal items for missing persons.

Obviously, this particle-capable personal mech weapon is Angel's trump card in the future.

"Since you are a gentleman, it is only natural to return things."

Angel smiled slightly, and the thorns under his feet stabbed at Rhodes!

brush--

Louis opened his mouth, and before he could yell out, he felt a gust of wind suddenly leaping behind him.

With a strong stench, and disturbingly familiar and oppressive.

With a puff, Almi, who was completely humanized, stood between Rhodes and Angel.

puff.

Almi caught Angor's blow, blood running from between his fingers.

The aircraft shakes slightly.

Rhodes regained control of the aircraft, and the engine restarted.

Tick, tick, tick.

The attack was interrupted, causing a strong anger in Angel's heart.

In between breaths, the thorns under Angel's feet wove a huge net in the air, densely packed like a rain of arrows, and like a curtain hanging from the sky.

The mental power scattered into threads and mist, shrouded in every precise attack.

The slender thorns on the vines began to peel off and detach, turning into dense needles in the air, slanting and injecting.

"Angel!!!" Lui's attack followed closely. She didn't dare to touch her to distract her, so she had to raise her knife and kill her. "Give it to me, Almi, and take it back!"

Angel's eyes flickered, he tilted his head, and replied with a smile: "I won't listen to you."

The needle pierces everyone regardless of enemy or friend:

Almi, Rhodes, Louie.

Build a separation net between the two camps.

The redness in Angel's eyes became coquettish and fanatical.

The blood splashed on the ground and bloomed beautiful flowers.

She has red eyes, and seems to be unable to distinguish the relationship between the enemy and us.

"Angor!" Lui gritted his teeth, and the mental net enveloped him like a sea.

The feeling that Angor was caught by Marta before surged up again.

As Sirlois, they seem to share not only spirit, but also energy, will, and the illusory vitality.

Louis hugged Angel in his arms.

Hold tight and let go.

She stared into Angor's eyes: "Leave it to me, Almi."

Almi had broken through the blockade, and then was caught in the shoulder by a springing cane.

The aircraft has slowly risen under the control of Rhodes.

The spirit and life are repeatedly washed away like tides.

Louis felt that his mental and physical strength was already on the verge of collapse, and he might be eroded by the virus circulating in his body at any time.

Angel was quiet for a while, then stood on tiptoe and kissed her lips lightly.

She narrowed her eyes and said suddenly: "You have a very unique smell."

It was the same taste.

It is more intimate than the same kind, the taste of sharing everything.

Seductive, sweet, attracting splendid life, linking with fatal death.

Angel gently pushed Lui away, and said without warning: "I like a poem very much. I want to give it to you."

Almi broke free from the vine, roared, and jumped towards Louis and Angel.

Louie took a deep breath, and a dagger was thrown across the air, tearing one of Almi's arms.

"what?"

The branch jumped over Almi, and it tried to split more hands to intercept the vine, but Louis simply and nimbly killed all the premeditated plans of splitting in the cradle.

The dead branches sprout thorns and become thorns.

They spread to Rhodes, got into his pocket, and hooked out the controller.

Rhodes reached out to tear these damned thorns away, but without any force value, he was easily entangled by other vines.

"You can't escape! There are our people outside!"

Rhodes couldn't move, he could only try to persuade them.

"Military reinforcements will come soon. No matter how many people you don't want to stay behind, how many can you have? As long as the law of cooperation is going on, your manpower will only decrease. So what if there are mercenaries? Ordinary citizens counted in trillions?!"

Angel raised the corner of his mouth, and the voice of the aria came as expected:

"In space, no one can hear you scream."

"Even if you grab it now, our people are already surrounded outside." Rhodes shouted loudly: "Give me back the things, and I might consider not killing you!"

The controller was successfully hooked into Angel's hands by the thorns.

She weighed the white sphere and flipped its switch with ease.

The sphere disintegrates, revealing the button in the center.

"What do you want to do?!" Rhode's voice became anxious, "The thing has not been successfully researched, and we will all die if we press it now."

Louis was struggling to contain Almi, but the opponent's strength to resist gradually weakened.

Then it just fell to the ground.

Louis was stunned.

Divankoti's lifespan is getting shorter and shorter. Almi was originally called here by Rhodes when he was on the verge of death. It is an incredible thing to be able to burn his life for so long.

Eternal enemies, fears, and terrors.

only death.

"We were going to die."

Louis was silent for a while, then backed away to Angel.

Pointing to her wound that was recovering rapidly, she asked Rhodes, "How long do you think it will take me to become 'that look'? 10 minutes? 5 minutes? 3 minutes?"

Angor's thumb was hanging above the button, looking at Lui who was still confronting Rhodes with a dagger in his hand, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, smiling like a cozy fox.

"Decided?" Lui just asked lightly with his back to Angel without turning his head.

Unbeknownst to them, Liming had successfully pushed open the warehouse door where the "host" was stored.

In the endless wilderness, there are signal towers in the shape of white towers, servers, and the mastermind who exudes harmony.

The center of the piranha is white sanctity.

They were infected by the silence and solemnity, as if they were in heaven.

"This is really... spectacular." Li Ming sighed softly.

"So many things... It's really a pity to destroy them." Dongyang took a deep breath, resisting the emotion of thumping, and asked: "And how to do this?"

Li Ming smiled: "Do you know what the final plan Louis Ingres had in mind when he planned to escape when I was on the 13th?"

"What?" Dongyang asked subconsciously.

"Suicide attack." Li Ming said, "This is the last lesson I learned from them. If you can't get it, destroy it."

"The hardware is the same." Li Ming picked up a small stone on the ground, weighed it in his hands, and said in a relaxed tone, "Physical destruction is enough."

As she spoke, she threw the small stone in her hand at the nearest white tower.

"It's decided." Angel's eyes turned red.

Like a red rose in full bloom.

"Together?"

"Together."

Angel caught Lui's outstretched hand, and the two held tightly together.

Only the madman can understand the madman.

Extreme sanity is itself a kind of madness.

In Louie's vision, there is indeed such an ending: the most effective way to destroy the plan is the person who destroys the plan.

Death may not be a lonely curtain call.

It can be more fun with a lot of people.

Lui looked at Rhodes and said in a deep voice, "And in the black hole, no one can see your disappearance."

Angel pressed the button in his hand without hesitation.

Louis turned around and flashed her a slight smile.

The person who had been expressionless all the year round smiled with the texture of the morning light, which made people's hearts itch, and a series of deafening fireworks exploded in Angel's heart.

"I sit in the twilight and look at the vast space-time."

The place with the two of them as the core began to rotate, forming a huge and vast force.

"Like the bright star river, look at the silent silence day and night."

Everything around them began to move crazily towards where the two of them were, like a waterfall approaching a cliff, everything was engulfed by a huge torrent and fell into an unknown abyss.

Human bodies, fleets, planets.

Crash, crumble, crumble.

Not even light can escape the black hole's vortex.

"My life is gradually disappearing, being swallowed up by silent ink."

The two of them stand in the singularity, where space and time are distorted, where the beginning is the end, up is down, left is right, front is back, inside is outside.

All ideas are turned into nothingness here, all ambitions dissipate out of thin air at this moment, and all madness disappears here without a trace.

All information is lost here, except for the terms that stargazers talk about: mass, angular momentum, and charge.

Annihilate, escape, drag.

Disorder is separated and combined in collisions, existence is resurrected and perishes in randomness.

Thousands of universes, parallel worlds, the past and the future are connected, reproduced, and twisted together at this moment.

At the center of the singularity, there is always a string of particles in the chaos, dancing in the chaos with a crazy rhythm.

Twisting, aligning, converging.

Like dancing a cheerful tap dance, the crazy tap sound stepped on the rhythm of every star flashing in the vast starry sky.

Legend has it that some Sirlois has a kind of power, nirvana in the ashes, never afraid of death.

But the ordinary are invisible, and the mediocre cannot be obtained.

Suddenly, a light was born in the vast silence.

Just when the White Tower was randomly destroyed at dawn, people in the universe gradually stopped praying, and even the priest who was giving mass to the newborn baby stopped moving.

At that moment, the universe was pressed the pause button.

Then, life began to hustle and bustle.

Thousands of stars are whispering in my ears.

No one noticed that the baby in front of the pastor opened his eyes, and the amber glass reflected thousands of morning stars.

The insane code of Sirois, which is inexhaustible in the universe, is to leave every passing moment to eternal time and lovers.

[Tobe continued]