Sci-Fi War, Start With An Upgradeable Spaceship

Dark night fell.

Darkness has invaded those places in the cold steel city where there is no light.

Wang Lin stood on a majestic mechanical platform.

The uniform with the logo of the sun chart is put on his ~.

With a tactical backpack on his back and a gun in his hand.

The cold and dry air rushed towards him with the processed fresh oxygen, making him shiver involuntarily - his body.

The stars are dotted overhead, hanging in the sky unobstructed by light pollution.

A round of silver moon is suspended in the sky like a hook.

Shaded by darkness in the distance, the covered moors and ravines cast a soft paleness.

Those ancient trees and mountain peaks are like creatures struggling in the dark, turning into rugged and weird shadows in the pale moonlight.

The tranquility of the forest and the hustle and bustle of the steel city are two completely different worlds.

The roar of the iron forge and the hum of machinery form a tune that only a mechanical priest can appreciate.

The mechanical platform where Wang Lin is located is the battle platform of the empire.

It looks like a metal aircraft in the shape of a hemisphere.

The scale is not very large, just the most common type of aircraft in the empire.

The diameter is about 67,000km, and it is equipped with devices such as anti-phantom energy. It is specially built to destroy the Feixian civilization.

The craftsmanship used by these creations is not very superb.

The base of the hemispherical platform is made up of pieces of cold iron-colored icy metal plates.

The length and width of each metal plate are more than 100 meters.

The rivets on the metal plate alone are taller than mortals like Wang Lin.

The entire battle platform is astonishing, and just being suspended in the sky has caused great visual shock to mortals.

I feel so small and unworthy.

The most frightening thing is that there is not only one mechanical platform.

Instead, there are countless seats suspended.

The mechanical squares of these metal platforms are full of people.

Men and women of the right age in the entire Lingxuan Realm were forcibly recruited.

Holding the simplest and most effective weapons and armor, they are ready to erase any trace of Feixian civilization for the empire.

The world has been changed.

The era of practitioners has passed, and has become the fragments and dust of history.

In these days, countless cities and towers have appeared on the ground.

Those terrible forbidden places and spirit veins were ruthlessly destroyed, and only the smoking ruins and wreckage could continue to exist, telling stories of loss.

This is a terrible outrage.

And countless mortals have been redeemed because of this atrocity of the empire.

The noble and great leader who cannot speak the language of the world casts his benevolent eyes on the world.

Warriors in black armor and countless machines are the executors of the Great One

They are ruthless, but extremely loyal.

What binds them is the will of the leader and the laws of the empire.

Wang Lin couldn't imagine what kind of existence could control and drive those people to fight for him.

Any one of those black-armored soldiers has the power to control the world.

And yet they pledged allegiance to the same man.

Isn't such a person scary?

If only God or other adjectives were used to describe him, I'm afraid it would be very blasphemous.

Such an existence has exceeded the limit he can imagine.

The universe, stars, and everything in the world must succumb to the will of that kind of person, and they can only operate under his orders.

By the will of that unimaginable figure, cities, ports, and factories have emerged in this world of steady order.

Countless mortals were recruited into the imperial army.

These men were taken to training, put on neat and beautiful uniforms, and carried firearms that could kill a lot of people.

From humble mortals to doomsday practitioners, and the savior of mortals in other worlds.

A new war is about to start.

They need to completely destroy Feixian civilization, and destroy everything that may poison humans.

The above didn't tell them exactly what to destroy.

Just tell them very simply, to destroy everything.

To burn down the enemy's buildings and scriptures, nothing can be left, even the stories and legends are the same.

If anyone violates it, kill him.

Whether the dead are willing or not, they will keep all secrets.

Thousands of recruits gathered on the battle platform, all kinds of killing machines suspended in the sky,

This is a fearsome army capable of destroying any world with ease.

No one made a sound, and the death training during this period quickly turned them from an ignorant primitive state into a soldier.

Only the humming of machinery and the beating of the heart echoed in the air.

After waiting for a while, a huge projection appeared on the platform.

Standing in the light, an ordinary man taller than ordinary black-armored warriors appeared in front of them.

Obviously, this is a figure of a more respectable status.

There is advice and wisdom in the eyes of the other party.

Wang Lin and those eyes met each other.

I just feel that there are countless stories in the eyes of the other party.

It was a tale of darkness and ashes.

The other party is like a god who uses power and lies to erode the truth, and comes here to destroy everything under the order of the mysterious leader.

"A new war is about to start. This war is not about killing and destruction, nor is it an unjust war. For the benefit and survival of human beings in the multiverse, and for the immortality of human beings, we are ordered to execute all existences that try to stop the empire and the rise of human beings."

"My Lord of the First Legion, Primarch of the Dark Angels, King of Caliban Knights, and Keeper of Secrets, Ryan hereby declares that this battle complies with the highest military norms and moral requirements of the Empire.

After saying this, Ryan didn't stop, his eyes were still looking at everyone.

Everyone felt that he was watching them.

"You have been oppressed, suffered pain and torment, and you yourself have been reduced to reproductive tools and pigs and dogs like walking corpses. Don't you have resentment and hatred in your hearts? 99

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"You deserve a better life, plenty of food, plenty of clean water, and respect for each other, yet you have been enslaved for generations.

"Your world is dominated by practitioners, there is no kindness, no equality, and everyone is like pigs and sheep. Your wives, children, and relatives are like pathetic slaves, dying without dignity. Living in such a hell, I'm afraid even Death is a rare happiness.

Ryan's words are very low, but it can ensure that everyone can hear clearly.

Each Primarch has charisma, and they have the means to make a person follow.

This is a special ability bestowed by the emperor and strengthened by the empire.

A few understated words made the eyes of the originally quiet rookie soldier burst into anger.

Those sad memories flooded my mind again with Ryan's words.

They are slaves, walking sheep with two legs, useless grass next to the way of practice.

Let those practitioners take what they can and kill them at will.

They thought that such a sad and hopeless world was the truth of the world.

The arrival of the empire is like a terrifying ray of light.

It cut through the endless night and brought a world they couldn't imagine.

People can not only become practitioners, but also researchers, soldiers, teachers, etc.

Their fate is not controlled by the spirit root.

No one is high above the nine heavens, and no one is humbled into the dust.

There is even no terrible thought that all living beings are worthless.

Happiness and beauty are what they deserve.

But countless practitioners have fooled them, adding unnecessary suffering to their bodies and minds.

Such a stinking, hopeless world should be completely destroyed.

Anger spread in everyone's heart.

Those terrible rages emerged from the tragic memory, becoming irrepressible.

It was as if a blazing fire rose in the bodies of all the recruits, making their blood and fighting will boil.

"For redemption and hope, my kindred, my blood compatriots, the human beings living in this world, this world needs your strength and anger to change.""

Ryan's voice gradually became louder, like a thunderous drum that shook everyone's eardrums.

"In the name of the leader, in the name of the people of the empire, and in the name of suffering, I have uttered your roar, and told those practitioners and those with vested interests who still want to maintain the old order, that you are here. This battle is only for exorcising the gods and reshaping the world. Huanyu, tell me if you are willing to fight for this.

Ryan's voice is like thousands of cannons, making the whole world roar.

Countless men and women looked up at the huge projection, unaware that they had burst into tears.

"war.""

Some roared.

"war."

More people roared.

"war."

All the warriors roared.

Their voices were hoarse and their faces were red. Only in this way could they vent their emotions.