Ice apocalypse, I hoard tens of billions of supplies

Pratos said to the three people in human language: "I have to admire that your civilization is very powerful. If you are given enough time, you may be able to catch up with our level."

"but……"

He was silent for a moment, and then said, "That's meaningless."

He said as if reminiscing about the past: "In the heyday of our race, we were countless times stronger than we are now! But we still couldn't escape the fate of disappearing in the long river of time. And you who are weaker than us will probably become dust in the time in no time."

He sighed like this because he could feel that the powerful female human who could use [Absolute Zero] was already very weak.

After all, before Zhang Yi arrived, Morana had been fighting against Pratos alone for too long, so much so that she was now fighting with great effort.

Without Morana's ability, Zhang Yi and Yang Xinxin had no way to cause any harm to Platos.

But is that really the case?

Platos' face was calm, he was neither happy nor sad, and he didn't even have the joy of avoiding the opponent's powerful attack.

It was as if a strong man from a superior civilization was preaching to people from an inferior civilization. If there was any emotion, it was only pity.

He wanted to end it all.

But he didn't notice that the human girl, who was as beautiful and cute as a doll, with long black hair hanging down behind her head like a waterfall, could no longer suppress the smile on her face.

Platos raised his right hand towards Zhang Yi and Yang Xinxin. Just as he was about to release his ability, he suddenly heard a clear sound in his ears.

"Crack!"

His left arm went out of control, and in his astonished eyes, the arm twisted 180 degrees like a twist, then smashed towards his head!

Platos had not expected such a change to happen, and he tried his best to stop it.

But this time, his body was completely out of control.

His brain completely lost contact with his body and he could only watch the fist hitting his head.

"boom!!!"

The most advanced demon machine in mechanical civilization possesses an extremely powerful energy core. Even if such a configuration does not require a powerful alien core to control it, it has combat power comparable to that of a bishop-level alien!

At this time, it had become Yang Xinxin's toy and launched the most deadly attack on Platos!

The real weakness is the brain.

Platos' face was a face similar to that of a human, but it was different, because only half of the armor was exposed due to the shattering, but it still revealed the fact that he retained part of his body as a carbon-based creature.

As long as it is a carbon-based organism, just kill its brain!

Under the violent energy explosion, Platos used his powerful telekinesis to resist.

Morana watched the whole scene and glanced at Yang Xinxin with some fear.

"how did you do it?"

she asked in a deep voice.

Yang Xinxin playfully raised a finger at her and said with a smile: "Secret!"

Yang Xinxin, the world's top high-IQ genius and super hacker.

Her ability is invasion.

The arrows of the angel of sin can control all matter that is hit.

However, if she could get rid of this ability by breaking her arm after being shot by an arrow, wouldn't her arrows be too weak?

The most powerful weapon of hackers is the virus!

A Trojan with special powers that can invade anything and spread as quickly as a real virus.

Whether it is the human body or the material body.

But unfortunately, Pratos' body is mechanical.

Damn it, the more sophisticated the machinery is, and the more it needs to be controlled by a computer, the easier it is to be hacked!

So when Platos was shot by the arrow, no matter how quickly he cut off his arms and thighs, his body no longer belonged to him.

Platos blocked the attack of his own fist. Perhaps at this moment, he deeply realized how strong he was.

However, the brain's consciousness has completely lost contact with the body.

This is the biggest disadvantage of transforming the body into an organism. However, he did not expect that they, who possess a high-level technological civilization, were not invaded by technological means by the humans they considered to be an inferior civilization, but were controlled by the other party using special abilities.

This is an area they are not good at because the direction of their civilization development is technology.

Platos sensed the crisis, but he had already lost control of his body.

dead!

This concept has not appeared in his mind for many years.

But at this moment, he became aware of the danger.

Is it scary?

Maybe not, but I always feel that if I die like this, I will be a little reluctant. Maybe this is his last instinct as a carbon-based creature.

No, there's also his younger brother, silly Carragher.

What would Carragher do if he died?

He will definitely be destroyed by these brutal humans.

When Platos thought of this, his body was continuing to rebel, and part of his torso had begun to self-destruct. The fist as big as a casserole was hitting his head hard as if to smash it into a meat paste!

Platos had no choice but to continue fighting with his own body.

Now even if he wanted to leave this body, it would be difficult to do so because the commands from his brain had lost contact with his body.

He was fighting against his own body.

Pratos's brain was working rapidly, looking for any way to break the situation.

But he eventually developed a sense of hopelessness and powerlessness.

Because their technology is so advanced that they are paying less and less attention to the human body itself.

Except for a very small number of retro-styled people like him, later Demon God machines would not strengthen their spiritual bodies at all, but would blindly pursue more powerful technological machines.

His body was stronger than his spirit, so at this moment when his body was out of control he was unable to defy his body's will to kill his spirit.

At this time, Platos looked into the distance.

Dozens of kilometers away from here, his younger brother Karag was fighting fiercely with Thor and Moon God.

Karrag is a simple-minded child. He can fight with beings other than mechanical life forms just as an interesting game.

Otherwise, if he really wanted to kill the God of Thunder and the Goddess of the Moon, there is no way of knowing how the situation would unfold.

Karage, his younger brother, also possesses the top-level Demon God machine.

Even better than him, because Platos gave what he considered to be the best things in the world to his only relative on earth.

Platos used his thoughts to send a signal to Karag in the distance.

Karag, who was happily playing with Thor and Moon Goddess, was like an outstanding fighter, showing off his powerful fighting skills.

There were no fancy energy attacks, simply because he didn't want to destroy the two flesh-and-blood toys in front of him too quickly.

Just relying on his indestructible fists and feet, he was able to beat them into a miserable state.

He felt very happy watching the two human-shaped sandbags flying in the air.

He was somewhat reluctant to kill the two humans in front of him, because all the humans he had seen were too fragile to be toyed with, and would die if touched at all.

The two in front of me are very playable.

But just when he was having so much fun that he forgot everything else, Platos' voice rang directly in his mind.

"Karag, get out of here! Go back to the Blue Sky and never come out again!"

My brother's voice was very stern, but still gentle as always.

After hearing his brother's voice, Carragher immediately stopped attacking.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

Alexei held the battle axe in both hands. His combat uniform had long been torn into pieces, leaving him almost completely naked, revealing his iron-like muscles.

He was covered in wounds, with blood dripping in the cracks of his muscles, but he was like an angry brown bear, still holding the battle axe, his body wrapped in flashing thunder, leaping into the air and slashing at Carragher!

Carragher did not block the attack. He stood there blankly, wondering why Platos said such words.

"when!!"

The battle axe hit Carragher's head hard, and a crack finally appeared on the heavy armor, but it was just like using a utility knife to scratch a thousand-year-old tree.

Carragher's body has the strongest defense among all the demon machines.

Platos gave him everything.

If this were not the case, from the very beginning when he fought Morana, he would have been able to break through Morana's defense and kill him with pure defensive power.

Peren looked at the enemy in front of him in shock, and a feeling of despair rose in his heart.

He and Jusselberg couldn't even break the opponent's defense. How could they fight?

"This thing, I'm afraid it will take a direct shot from the God of Death of Love to destroy it!"

Jusselberg gritted his teeth and said with a look of despair.

Carragher raised his head only after being attacked and looked at Alexei standing in front of him.

Perun, the famous god of thunder in the Pantheon, has a body as strong as a brown bear. In front of Carragher, he looks like a muscular child.

Alexei clenched the battle axe in his hand, his eyes flashing blue lightning, even though he knew his opponent was powerful he still wanted to fight to the death!

"Go away!"

Carragher had realized something by now, he knew his brother was fighting with someone else.

It's just that from just now until now, he has never paid attention to the battle situation there. In his eyes, Pratos is an invincible existence and there is no possibility of him being in danger.

But now, if you pay a little attention, you can find that something is completely wrong!

Facing Alexei who was roaring and rushing towards him, Carragher's eyes, which were originally as clear as a child, suddenly became furious.

He raised his palm, which was as hard as a door panel, and slapped it towards Alexei!

"boom!!!"

Alexei's body was hit hard by an unimaginable force at lightning speed. He could even clearly hear the sound of his bones breaking.

The next moment, his body disappeared from the spot and was blown away at a speed comparable to that of a missile. It did not fall to the ground with a loud bang until it had flown for several thousand meters.

But Karrag had no time to care about the two flesh and blood toys he had just obtained. He suddenly exerted his strength and rushed towards the battlefield where Platos was!

Jusselberg stood there in a daze. He didn't even have the chance to react from beginning to end, and the other party didn't even look at him and just left.

For a moment he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

Another battlefield.

Platos had completely lost control of his body, and his defeat was a foregone conclusion.