It’s hard to imagine that such a vast space could be opened up underground.
Giant machines, Giant Spirit Gods, erged half their bodies from the ground, in a crawling posture.
In the dim environnt, these giant machines were lined up in rows.
At the center of two giant machines was a giant pit, in which stood statues of chanical Warriors. The warriors’ faces were vividly realistic, and their waists, encircled tenfold by military aircraft, were a standard feature of Ancient chanism Generals.
Similar to these ’chanical Terracotta Warriors,’ one after another, stretched endlessly as far as the eye could see.
"What is this?"
Gao Gong poked at it in bewildernt, soon triggering an attribute.
Na: Great Xia chanical Guard
Race: Basic chanical Species
Total Level: 25
Blood Volu: 4214/5000
Skills: Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Blade (Elite lv5), Military Aircraft Burst (Advanced lv7), Bow-Horse-Spear Unity (Elite lv9), Imperial Divine General (lv10)
Status: Sealed by a password lock
Template: Loyal and Brave Minister (Incomplete 1/3)
Note: Do not underestimate any chanical civilization, even if it has been destroyed. Its spark is still enough to light the stars.
"Huh?"
Gao Gong was taken aback. He roughly understood that these were the Imperial Legion that once swept across the planet for Great Xia.
But he didn’t understand why these Tier 1 species, generally all had a ’Boss Template.’
He poked around repeatedly, finding that essentially all the chanical Guards had such a 1/3 template.
Since when did the ’Boss Template’ beco so common, available to everyone?
Moreover, the attributes of this template were quite interesting.
Will of the Battlefield: Once the intention of a chanical species is stimulated, it can unleash terrible combat power, with all attributes 30%, adding trait: chanical Camp Array.
On the other side, seeing Gao Gong poking around, Ye the Big Lolita imitated him. However, her Spiritual Power, like countless steel needles, instantly pierced the brains of these robots.
Then, a loud, booming voice suddenly roared.
"Where did this little girl co from? It’s been hard for to seal these ancient wild ghosts, do not spoil my effort!!!"
In a daze, Ye the Big Lolita seed to see an old deity, half chanical, half data, with three strands of long tubular whiskers, standing towering between heaven and earth, with its red official robe firmly covering each chanical Guard.
Moreover, the voice was especially loud, and Ye the Big Lolita felt as if her eardrums were about to be shattered.
"Who are you? Why can you suppress them?"
"I am Xuanyuan X, the last National Preceptor of the Great Xia Empire, leader of the West Lin Void chanism Faction. The Emperor is dead, and I am the most powerful person of the old era, how can I not suppress these chaotic malicious chanisms."
Ye the Big Lolita felt as if her ears were pushed to their limits, and then with a ’crack,’ her hearing vanished instantly.
A kind of spiritual tearing pain spread instantly throughout Ye the Big Lolita’s body.
Ye the Big Lolita clutched her head and scread.
"Little Ye, Little Ye, what’s wrong with you!?"
On the Doomsday Black Emperor, Xiao Yu’s concerned voice resounded.
Black Rose frowned as she looked at Ye the Big Lolita clutching her head and screaming. In that instant, she had felt the opponent’s body chemicals surge a hundredfold.
"Sister Rose, heal her," Gao Gong frowned and said.
Black Rose nodded, placing her hands over the opponent’s ears, with her palms turning into bionic liquid, flowing into the ears still bleeding.
In the next mont, Ye the Big Lolita’s burst eardrums quickly recovered, even the most difficult to heal eardrums quickly restored.
This was a kind of top-notch ’bionic repair technology.’
Finally, Ye the Big Lolita shuddered, finally recovering from the terrifying voice.
Too scary!
Although the waste of the ’Holy Brain Group’ let most of her ’Electronic Brain’ be lost, she hadn’t expected to be directly ntally downed by a single roar.
What kind of monster is this!?
Looking at the few people gathering around, Ye the Big Lolita swallowed and briefly recounted the previous situation.
"That Xuanyuan old man, I was wondering why he didn’t want to talk."
Good heavens, that one sentence shattered the eardrums of a monster with Perception over ten thousand. If it were him, Gao Gong thought his Biological Computer might not withstand it.
"West Lin Void chanism Faction."
Black Rose murmured to herself, obviously thinking of sothing.
"Sister Rose, do you know this guy?" Gao Gong asked with slight surprise.
"I don’t know him, but when I searched through historical records, I ca across data on this ’Void chanism Faction,’ and that elderly man with the surna Xuanyuan was also recorded in history books."
This ’Xuanyuan’ was not only the last National Preceptor of the Empire, but also removed by the Mad chanism Emperor, the Black Prince’s own father.
In the unified ancient empire, political struggle was never absent.
On the chanical Imperial Court, there were roughly two factions, the ’East Garden Faction’ and the ’West Lin Faction.’
Among them, the ’East Garden Faction’ could simply be called the Royalist Faction, with the Xiao Family being an important mber.
And the ’West Lin Faction’ was more complex, with a variety of chanical sects, among which the ’Void chanism Faction’ was an important mber and the largest faction of the ’West Lin Faction’ at the ti. Their pursuit was to use technique, naly artificial intelligence, to control machines.
This is now considered a standard ’Intelligent chanism’ flow, a very reliable technical route.
But in the Ancient Empire, which pursued ’self-transformation’ by stuffing everything into the body, this idea was too radical, even whimsical.
Ultimately, this National Preceptor was expelled from the chanical Imperial Court by the Mad Emperor of that ti due to the failure of reform and was forced to return ho to retire.
"This old guy, is he really that fierce, even being a National Preceptor," Gao Gong muttered to himself.
He knew the backgrounds of these three Ascenders were profound, but he didn’t expect them to be this deep.
They were actually big figures of the previous era.
"So these are the helpers you brought? No wonder these ancient machines were completely inactive," Black Rose said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Ye the Big Lolita glared at Gao Gong fiercely, as if to say, "You’re even setting up your own people."
Gao Gong shrugged:
"I honestly can’t control these three old guys. Rather than saying they’re my people, it’s better to say they’re the Mother City’s people."
Black Rose frowned upon hearing this.
"You’re letting Mother City’s people in. Be careful they don’t turn on you."
"Don’t worry, I have confidence."
Besides the lifeline of these three old guys, the future of the Cyber Hackers is still in his hands.
He also has Gao Yuanyuan as the biggest ace up his sleeve.
Others may not know, but he is clear about the power of the ’Divine Thought Land’. It is a big trump card. In the previous life, he used this move to forcibly disassemble a Tier Six Information Creatures, a ’Virtual Deity’ lurking in the Black Hole, into ’Billions of Virtual Servants’.
Even if Gao Yuanyuan only grasps one or two percent of its power, it would be enough to subdue the opponent.
"Alright, think positively. With these three old guys containing the War Host, we could more easily solve the last Destruction Form. Who knows, this trip might be more successful than expected."
...
anwhile, in the Virtual Level, two old n were walking through the data ocean.
The two were ’Elder Wanwei’ and ’Waters’.
Their backgrounds were not weaker than that of ’Xuanyuan’.
Oddly, the data ocean, which should have disappeared with the unfolding of the Electronic Brain Plan, had reappeared.
So cadaverous bodies continuously erged from the seawater, and once these bloated corpses floated to the surface, they abruptly opened their eyes and madly attacked the two.
Stranger yet, apart from lacking sunglasses and having deford bodies, the data fluctuations emitted from these bodies were eerily similar to Cyber Killers.
"It seems soone has deciphered the base code of the ’Punk Group’ and created so ’Punk People’,"
’Elder Wanwei’ said with a grin. The most striking feature about him was his entirely transparent light skull. Sitting in his wheelchair, he casually flicked his fingers, causing a large number of ’Punk People’ to be reduced to discarded data.
’Waters’ was particularly joyful.
"Ah, ’Punk People’, haven’t seen these little things in ages. Back then, these were the signature tactics of those Research Associations. Only they could handle the ’abnormalities’ produced by the Brain Domain Plan."
"Haha, Waters, don’t forget, you were the helmsman of the largest Research Association back then."
Elder Wanwei looked around, and as the ’Punk People’ dissolved, dense blood appeared in the seawater.
This would never occur in a normal data ocean.
"Thanks to you all, otherwise, our Northern Federation people would really have turned into these information anomalies."
Elder Wanwei paused, then continued:
"It’s just unexpected that soone would revive these wild Punk People again. The abilities of the last Destruction Form are indeed special."
’Waters’ frowned at the seawater, "Should we directly capture her? If she continues this interference, it will be very troubleso."
"We can’t make a move on her before the ’Sub-Body’ matures. That’s the rule we agreed on with those three."
Elder Wanwei closed his eyes, and in the next mont, the seawater disappeared, revealing a seabed frawork composed of nerve structures, and then the view rapidly traveled to a little girl in a white dress, pale-faced.
"However, a lesson indeed should be given to you, or capturing the ’War’ would be very difficult."
The little girl looked up, giving Elder Wanwei an eerie smile.
In the next mont, a considerable portion of the Natural Persons randomly distributed on this planet wept tears of blood from their eyes.
At this mont, both ’Elder Wanwei’ and ’Waters’ had a sudden change in expression.
"What a vicious girl, daring to attempt to revive the ’Punk Group’!!"
...
On the other side, Gao Gong and his party unexpectedly found the true body of the ’War Host’ smoothly.
It was in the largest pit among the chanical Terracotta Warriors.
And in that pit, the true appearance of the ’War Host’ was unmistakable.
It was a rotten ’giant beehive’, each beehive eye full of decayed human eyes, and within those eyes were half-chanical, half-flesh humans floating in and out.
These were the reserve Biochanical Knights.
Rotten, foul-slling, bloody.
Many severed limbs still floated in the blood pool, occasionally forming bizarre bodies with three heads and six arms or entirely bone-studded.
Just standing in front of the ’War Host’ induced physiological discomfort.
A familiar feeling erged in Gao Gong.
The ’Fusion Route’, or rather, a low-end version of the ’Fusion Route’.
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