Will the out-of-control servitor meet the cosmic cat?

However, although the total productivity of the cat alliance is not as good as that of the other party, due to the existence of the strong AI red, they can "abnormally" do more things with less productivity.

In the eyes of the Maomeng people, the other party barely managed to equalize the situation to a [-]-[-] split with such a huge sacrifice, which just proves the correctness of their choice of change-if there is no red, can they be as they are now? How easy is it?

The answer is obviously no.

As they said - this is another powerful manifestation of the advancement and correctness of the cat alliance system.

"Do we still have surviving warships within the enemy fleet or within 1000 kilometers?"

"Yes." Hong raised her hand to signal, and highlighted all the eligible battleships on the star map, "But you can see that they are very small in number, and they can't organize any effective attack. Just delay for a while."

"Understood." Looking at the battlefield situation on the star map, he nodded, "It seems that the 15 billion population is still useful, and we lost this wave of confrontation.

"But now, it's our turn."

Looking at the several inverted triangle marks representing missile clusters on the star map, the commander-in-chief of the War Command Center smiled slightly.

"It's time to completely defeat them in our round."

"what do you think?"

Hong just nodded slightly, indicating that she thought so too.

The time has come.

It's time to decide the outcome.

Warships that still have heat sinks began to adjust their posture intentionally to ensure that part of the heat sinks can always be covered under their hulls, and at the same time stop the overload state, so as to slowly release the heat accumulated during the previous overload.

Those warships that have basically lost their heat dissipation capabilities simply stopped firing their main guns and adjusted their reactors to a low-power operation mode to save as much of the remaining heat as possible.

At this point, more than half of the battleships on both sides have completely lost their combat capabilities, and the remaining battleships are all wounded, and there are not a few pieces of intact armor on their bodies-it can be said that this is already a standard endgame.

In the endgame, the professional households who played the endgame should be allowed to play.

Unfortunately, on Hong's side, there are quite a few "endgame specialists" available.

"There are still 10 minutes until the missile swarm arrives."

After waiting for nearly 10 minutes, looking at the shadows of ships that could be distinguished with the naked eye, and then at the rows of "ready" in the queue, he tapped the table with his red fingers and resolutely issued the order. Her final order.

"Everyone has it, full firepower!"

Battleships no longer need to worry about "hot storage" or "continuous combat"-these were extremely important in the previous stages of long-range artillery battles, consumption, and exchange of battle damage, but now, these are all unreasonable. Nothing more to pay attention to.

In the final endgame, when nearly 80% of the missiles launch a unified charge, there are only three things that red needs them to do.

firepower.

firepower.

Still firepower.

Accompanied by countless missile tail flames passing by the cat alliance fleet, at the same time, the church received the first and only communication from the enemy since the beginning of the battle.

On the screen, a creature dressed in a majestic military uniform with large white hairs on its head and tail stood in front of a lighted podium, and a huge strange claw-shaped logo was printed on the wall behind it.

They know that this is a sign of the other party's civilization that claims to be a cat alliance.

After seeing that the communication was connected, and looking at the erect lizard-like creatures with huge eyes in front of her, she just uttered a word lightly—a word spoken in an extremely standard Tukka language, and then hung up Communication, as if she just called to say hello to them.

However, any tukeka who hears this word is unlikely to recognize it as a greeting - because its meaning is very simple and clear.

"loser."

Of course, because the word in Maomeng language is very weak, if you want to express it more appropriately as in Tukka, it is more appropriate to translate it into the language of human lingua franca. Some.

Its name is—

loser.

...

"No...it can't be..."

Looking at the battle report submitted by the bishop, for the first time, the Grand Duke's hands trembled uncontrollably.

"Why is that?"

"why?"

"why?!"

It could no longer maintain its amiable image, and angrily swept all the things in front of it off the table, and the sound of fragile objects breaking instantly filled the entire conference hall.

"why!!!"

It threw the folder out angrily, and the documents mixed in it were scattered everywhere, like a goddess scattering flowers.

Tukeka has never seen such a manic side of the Grand Duke. Since the day it took office, it has always shown an amiable and gentle image in front of people, as if it was born with words like "anger" and "vent". Completely missed.

But at this moment, no one would stand up and accuse the Grand Duke of venting his emotions and treating the other Tukekas as punching bags—because any Tukeka could empathize with the Grand Duke's emotions at this time.

Because they did not hesitate to fight for a population of 15 billion, the opportunity to compete with the enemy for productivity, and the future of the entire civilization—failed.

That's right, the soldiers of the space army are very brave. Even if they are deeply trapped in the enemy's line, they are not afraid. None of them are greedy for life and fear of death. No matter what, no one will question their bravery.

But in the material world, bravery can't solve everything.

They lost.

Lose, completely.

Volume 220 The Road to the Cat Alliance: Chapter [-] Three Presents a Gorgeous Rebellion to the Gods

(Recommended track in this chapter - Betrayal Voices, singer: Immediate Music)

For this war, they gambled everything.

Although due to the particularity of space, after about three or four hours, with the staggered orbits of the two sides, a small number of lucky warships were able to escape this starship cemetery, so that the entire army of the church would not be wiped out here.

But there is no doubt that they have lost.

This is not a reason such as "after the cat alliance wins, it can recover and repair the damaged warships to quickly replenish its combat power"-if this is the case, the religious order will not say that they have "completely failed", at most it can only be regarded as It's just a big strategic disadvantage, and there are opportunities to develop productivity by relying on fortresses.

The real problem is that they have absolutely no chance.

Before launching the attack, Tukeka knew very well that this was a gamble that either won big or lost everything-if it weren't for the demand of the Supreme Voice, it would not be able to wait, and this was also a judgment they had judged. "More feasible" opportunities, they are absolutely unwilling to bet the survival of civilization on a single war.

Even if they now know that this war will end in failure and let them choose again, they still have no choice but to start the war—yes, as long as they have patience and time, they are very likely to complete an overtake in effective productivity.

However, time is precisely what they lack the most.

The voice of the highest is thirsting for their souls.

"Go prepare for the ceremony." After venting his emotions, the Grand Duke pressed his head weakly, "No matter what, we have to present the situation to the great god first, and then we can talk about possible follow-up responses."

Observing this universe is a very energy-consuming thing, especially when the population of the religious order is so large, it can only be an unrealistic dream to "see all things" as in ancient literature—— What can be done is only a vague sense of the "inclination" of their entire population. Without active prayer, they do not have the ability to discover a specific individual, let alone collect information.

Therefore, whenever there is an extremely important matter that needs to be accurately informed to the gods, the religious order must take the initiative to organize the prayer ceremony, through 12 carefully selected precious individuals with extremely pious beliefs and a high natural intensity of consciousness fueled by the souls of the world, so that their voices may be heard by the Most High Voice.

In other words, the current supreme voice does not know that they have lost for the time being.

"..."

Several bishops looked at each other secretly.

"Why don't you go?" Looking at the few people who didn't want to move, the Grand Duke slapped the table angrily, "Are you trying to hide it from the great god?!"

"The Grand Duke is overthinking, we dare not have such blasphemous thoughts." After making eye contact, a bishop stood up and explained to the Grand Duke behind the table.

"Then why don't you go?"

While staring closely at the other party, as if to see what the bishop who was suspected of disobeying orders had any wisdom, the Grand Duke quietly took off the ring inlaid with purple gemstones and held it in his palm.

"We were just thinking... is it really the best choice for God and us to present the news to God so quickly?"

The bishop lowered his head slightly and explained.

"The mission of the church is to serve as the agent of the gods in the mortal world and spread His gospel to the world." The Grand Duke rubbed the ring lightly, repeating the founding principles of the church in a slightly low voice, "We are the people of the earth. agent.

"God's decree is the code of conduct for the religious order.

"No matter where things will go, the religious group should unswervingly follow his will - because he is our god, and we are his believers.

"It is our duty and obligation to report the matter truthfully - must."

"Understood, Your Excellency the Grand Duke."

The bishops who understood its meaning stood up one after another, and saluted the Grand Duke Tukeka who was wearing a gorgeous teaching uniform in front of the table.

"Go."

It waved its hand and motioned a little tiredly.

Their war has been lost, and Tukka has no future.

It's time to let fate rule everything.

Seeing the deserted church meeting hall that had already retreated, it leaned back on the wide chair back, looking at the glass curtain top made of stained glass of different colors and shapes on the roof—— It depicts the scene when the great supreme voice descended on this planet for the first time thousands of years ago and chose the Great Prophet Tuhanda as his first agent in the mortal world.

It is precisely because of the great Voice of the Supreme and his loyal Great Prophet Tuhanda that Tukeka managed to get out of the quagmire of war that nearly destroyed the entire world, united as one, and constantly defeated the dirty aliens. The scum of the unbelievers, marching toward their highest dream of a "pure universe."

Very great, very noble.

No?

It's just that such a smooth journey can't be sustained in the end-this is not surprising. He wants to stand tall in this dark universe by force, and also wants to be able to successfully defeat every person he meets. Civilization, how can this kind of thing go on forever?

Relying on the great voice of the Supreme, they have gained many, many, fearless religious soldiers, under the blessing of powerful power gained by sacrificing foreign races, they have defeated one after another powerful civilizations that they could not be enemies with. ——Their civilization was built on the mountains of corpses and seas of blood of foreign races.

When the wheels of war are forced to stop, it is time for them to pay the price.

This price is their civilization.

"Ugh..."

Looking at the church history depicted on the flower window, it shook its head slightly and closed its eyes.

The Order is doomed, and no one can stop it - the Warp is hungry for their flesh and soul.

As a member of the Order, as the most devout believer of the Supreme Voice, it will not feel the slightest fear or resistance-dedicate everything to the Supreme God, which is what each of them joins the Order They will not, and cannot...cannot break the oath they made at the time.

If the gods need it, it will definitely give everything it has for the great cause of the gods without hesitation, just as it has preached to the people thousands of times in its speeches - the gods can feel this, so he doesn't worry about it at all Like when he took office, when he took office, and even when he was appointed by many grand dukes, he would have thoughts that pious believers should not have.

There is no Tukeka that makes Him feel more trustworthy than it, and even the Great Prophet Tuhanda is far inferior to it in this respect-after all, if it were not for its unreserved execution of the oracle, He would not be as powerful as he is today. In this way, the entire Order is included in His Mark.

It is more devout than any pure and holy man's belief. The gods believe in it very much, and even promised that as long as it succeeds in making the entire Tukeka civilization a part of its body, He will make it his family and enjoy it. eternal life.

This is the inside story that no Tukeka knows except it, and even the great prophet Tuhanda couldn't get the treatment when he was dying-but this is what it deserves, without it, how can the sect How could it become His pocket so quickly and smoothly?

As long as it continues like this and dedicates the entire Tukeka civilization to the great Supreme Voice, it will no longer have to worry about death, and can serve the Supreme God forever.

Just do it... and it will work.

It sighed deeply.

As long as a ceremony is held to tell him that they have failed, there is no possibility of expanding outward and capturing souls, and its mission is completed.

The mission of the Tukeka Order is over.

"But... Tukeka, it's not over yet."

While muttering to itself, it put the ever brighter ring on its slender finger again.

It's time to report to the gods.

It got up and walked towards the door to the prayer room.

This will be its last prayer, and it is very clear about this—the believers, even most of the bishops, are still dreaming of "God loves the world", imagining that even after such a great disadvantage, the gods still Will give them another chance to start over.

The person who created such a trend of thought is none other than it, the handwriting of the greatest and most god-favored pure prince in history.

They don't know at all that God doesn't love the world at all. From the beginning to the end, He just wants to harvest the numerous and powerless conscious bodies in the main material universe-this is why many princes will rebel The heart, the reason for wanting to escape its control.

Because the Grand Dukes are all people who have truly seen the gods.

There is no need for any verbal or behavioral temptations at all. Anyone who has even seen a god will immediately understand clearly what the truth is hidden under the god's cloak—not love, not a dream of a pure universe, It was mania, it was chaos, it was unparalleled hostility to intelligent beings.

Although the pollution of the gods has irreversibly changed their thinking, turning the vast majority of Tukeka into devout believers who only trust the gods unconditionally, a civilization, a huge civilization with tens of billions of people, among them After all, there will be a few strong-willed individuals who can get rid of mental pollution to a small extent.

In the folk, they are called heretics, apostates, and traitors of the Tukeka civilization. Once they are discovered, they will be executed by Ling Chi, but what people will never know is that the most devout religious group in their minds has ever The Greatest Grand Duke—

In fact, a complete traitor.

As Tukka, it betrayed its own species, and even betrayed all intelligent creatures in the entire main material universe, and willingly became the running dog of subspace creatures, providing unparalleled help for it to prey on its own species.