heavy fog

Cyrus glanced at the slowly collapsing roof, and decisively canceled the real dream.

Those heads of state who were smashed to the ground by the table woke up from their dreams, feeling dizzy and rubbing their foreheads, and some were coughing desperately from the gray smoke.

"what happened?"

The heads of state and entourages of the Moby Dick galaxy have been wrangling politicians in their dreams. They don’t know the process of the attack by the Holy Radiance Empire. Now they suddenly see that the four walls of the meeting place are missing, and there is a person with an electric arc all over his body. The short-circuited mecha fell in heavily, and there were two big holes in the other wall, and the thick smoke outside could be seen.

The scene suddenly became chaotic. The dedicated bodyguards and guard captains were nervously looking for their own head of state. The clever staff and advisors got behind the pillars to find a bunker, and then used the communication facilities to communicate with the outside.

"The meeting place was attacked!! How is the situation outside Gemini?"

"Chichi..." This is the battleship swallowed by the black dragon mecha, and there is only the sound of electricity.

"Hurry up, send someone to the venue to pick up the head of state!" The consultants, with their hearts pounding, immediately switched the channel and called for the ship at the Gemini berth.

As a result, there was a cheer from the communication channel!

"Finally connected! The signal is through!"

"What are you shouting about?" People from various countries in the venue were puzzled and angry. They didn't send people quickly, but cheered like winning a lottery. What's the reason?

——Of course they didn't know that the communicator had silently vibrated N times on their clothes and wrists.

In such a serious and formal occasion, of course, the communicator is in silent mode for private communication.

People who are deeply trapped in a dream, of course, cannot answer the communication. Now that the ship outside is in contact with the venue, they are so excited that they are about to cry.

"How is the head of state? Are there any casualties? The situation outside is grim. How long can the shelter last?"

A series of questions in the communicator will make the eyes of the people in the venue stare straight - before the situation is told, they suddenly jump to the rescue waiting, and they always feel that something is wrong.

"what happened?"

"The terrorist attack of the Holy Brilliance Empire... no, no, it was the encirclement and suppression of the Holy Brilliance Empire. They sent seven or eight mechas, which transformed into warships and mingled outside the twin stars! When the black dragon mechas of the Deep Blue Kingdom found out, they abandoned their concealment, Brazenly attack Gemini!"

Everyone who heard this roared and cursed: "Which country's idiot doesn't even know that his traveling team has been replaced by the mechas of the Holy Glory Empire?"

At this time, the Angel Mecha that fell into it moved its arms heavily, as if it wanted to stand up.

Several pillars were bent by the mecha's turning action one after another, the roof was suddenly lowered by two meters, people shouted in horror, and there were sounds of energy shields being activated everywhere. With this protective measure, even if the house collapses, it will not be destroyed. Stoned to death.

"The third plan! Start the third plan!!" The old man of the Holy Glory Empire suddenly shouted in the smoke.

The companions around him did not wake up. The main body of the deep nightmare was his own spiritual realm. If he died there, his real body might also suffer the same scars.

Wen Luan really wanted to continue watching the development of the venue, but when he realized it, the tempting smell of food had already dragged him into those guys' nightmares.

Depressed black and bright red, people with broken limbs lay on the ground moaning.

Such a dark dream only appears when the dreamer is about to be frightened to death. For a tapir, it is like a kiwi fruit that is too ripe to rot. His instinct allows him to sneak in while the food is still fresh. eat up.

Nightmares are the recipe of tapirs, and they are not designed to relieve human suffering.

So, when Wen Luan saw Cyrus lying motionless on the ground in this dream, the terrified and invisible figures called dreamers suddenly stopped.

The dream is the same as the real world, it is the covenant meeting place of Gemini.

It's just that this place has been turned into ruins, and its shape is terrifying and weird, almost like the mecha of the protagonist of the American monster movie in the ancient earth period, shaking the simple stone defense that everyone in the Holy Glory Empire desperately built up with supernatural powers.

They looked miserable, several of their hands and feet were trampled or blown off, if they weren't people who could use powerful abilities, they would have lost all resistance.

"No...can't give up."

A man muttered to himself, supported his broken body, and raised his upper body with difficulty, his face was covered with blood.

The young woman next to him also murmured vaguely: "Yes, we have caught the succubus! As long as we persevere, the Lord Angel Corps will be able to break through the interception and come to meet us..."

Standing on the wreckage of the stone pillar, Wen Luan looked down at them with an unusually cold gaze.

The old man who got out of the nightmare in time, and the Holy Radiance Empire man who was trapped in a horrible dream, automatically assumed that he was dead.Dreams always produce various rationalities, such as missing people on the way, or holding captives who refuse to let go.

In Cyrus in the dream, blood flowed from his forehead, staining the collar of his clothes red.

Dazed and motionless, because he was dragged to escape for a long time, his knees and legs were all wounds, and even a few stones were realistically stuck on the bleeding wounds.

——This is not real, not even a split of the power of the Dream Demon.

After Cyrus removed the dream control, it was nothing more than a phantom created by the dreamer who insisted on continuing to imagine.

But Wen Luan's aura gradually became chaotic, and his clear figure began to become blurred, turning into a thick gray mist, a trace of which flitted away and fell on the heads of those supernatural beings.

The dreamland vibrated slightly, and the tapir's ability once again made the dreamer feel fearful changes.

"Ah, my hand!"

The arm of the supernatural being who grabbed Cyrus was suddenly cut off by the energy beam emitted by the mecha, and a scorching breath permeated the surroundings.

A large group of black bats swarmed into the ruins, and they laughed horribly.

In the dreams of the diehard believers of the Holy See, the vampires don't even think about their looks. All of them have distorted and evil faces, with long fangs around their mouths and bright red eyes. They laughed wildly and attacked the protective barrier released by the supernatural beings.

"Kill... eat, suck all your blood, and then tear it apart..."

"Give me back the succubus, and you will be able to leave safely." Wen Luan's voice, to the dreamer's ears, was from a blood clan.

"Dirty bat, never mind!"

A few supernatural beings muttered something with pained expressions as if they had taken a stimulant.The bats swarmed down and buried them alive, the flesh and blood they bit was horrible.

Evil laughter echoed around, Wen Luan frowned.

This cruel scene was not created by him, the tapir just made people have more terrible nightmares.It is conceivable that the supernatural beings of the Holy Glory Empire really think that they will encounter this situation if they fall into the hands of the Dark Council.

In fact, Wen Luan just wanted the phantom of Cyrus to disappear, he was very unhappy looking at it.

"God said that all suffering is to wash away the sins of the world."

"God said... believers of God will eventually return to the Garden of Eden."

The chanting voice was painful and vague, but gradually became clearer.In this way, they struggled between their firm belief and the torment of nightmares.

"Did God tell you that you can cry bitterly when you encounter misfortune, you can shift your strategy, and you can come back next time instead of dying now?" Wen Luan said angrily.

There is a church in Meteorite Town, and there are people who worship every week. Although Wen Luan sneaks in every time, the priest of the church is still quite respected (well, I later found out that this priest is a dark wizard in disguise, but the priest’s Bible Nice read, dark creature cosplays are always dutiful).The religious atmosphere in Meteorite Town is just like every small American town, ordinary but occupying an important spare time in life.

But this kind of constant talk of God, treating pain as a training given by God, and treating the existence that brings him problems as demons, can no longer support it and continue to say what God said—it is similar to the cult members who strayed into Meteorite Town.

Tapirs don't even eat this kind of nightmare! !

Wen Luan angrily tore apart the dream, and broke away from this very unpleasant hunting ground.

Wen Luan wanted to see what was going on outside, but after leaving the dreamland, the nihilistic body seemed to be sucked into a vortex, and when he regained consciousness, he sat down on the ground, and Xier's projection stood in front of him: "Master, are you awake? "

"..."

Wen Luan quickly got up, pushed the old wizard Suta aside, and watched the screen where Prince Settra was in charge of the live broadcast.

"This, what is this?" Wen Luan didn't see the expected live scene of the venue, the screen showed the outer corridor, a huge monster that looked as bulky as it was carrying a big snail shell slowly stood up, and the buildings collapsed one after another.

Wen Luan was dumbfounded. In Meteorite Town, only Godzilla movies had this effect.

A large number of black metal fragments are suspended around the mech, like an invisible net, restricting the movement of this big guy.

The bulky mecha seems to be very afraid of these fragments, not daring to touch them, and even dodges from time to time through a thick energy shield.

"Good job, Duke Astaru!" The black cat scratched its paws and shouted loudly, "Let the Holy See and the Holy Empire know! Fighting is not about size and number!"

"Ramon Gayton Mecha?" Wen Luan pointed at the fragments in disbelief. He still remembered the name he heard just now, one of the Seven Devils.

"Oh, the three mechas that Astaroth controlled just now blew themselves up!"

Shier quickly explained the situation. The Raymond Gayton Mecha named Astaroth has the improved second-generation metal predatory ability, that is, in the case of insufficient energy, in order to deal with the enemy quickly, use the least The steps are integrated into the main body of the opponent's mecha.Cut off the bonds of the body, then add your own components to the joints, and reconnect, so that more than 200 pieces of metal can control a ten-meter-high battle mech.

Hearing this, Wen Luan's brow was sweating. This attack method reminded him of the spider in his nightmare, which is to paralyze the prey, destroy all the resistance of the prey, and then drag it back to eat slowly as a reserve.

After one mecha of the Holy Glory Empire was bombed, the other three mechas gradually controlled by Astaroth unexpectedly blew themselves up—you must know that there is a manipulator in the cabin!

The main body exploded, the parts were scattered, and Astaroth was forced to separate from the prey.

Unexpectedly, those broken mechas and the remaining three mechas began to automatically combine, turning into this strange looking big guy.

The Gemini Star Rescue Team held their weapons nervously and watched the battle several hundred meters away in fear.

The electromagnetic jamming cannons carried by the supernatural beings in the venue were confiscated by Asmodeus, but the angel mechas outside did not. After the old man shouted out the third plan, the mechas blew up and reorganized, and fired the jamming cannons. It is not a combat mech. Shakes was the first to be affected, temporarily stopping the operation of the instrument, and the rescue team finally saw the covered corridor and atrium.

"How long can Astaroth last!" Wen Luan couldn't wait to grab Xier's projection and ask.

"...I don't know, it has special performance, but it is a bit difficult to completely block this mecha." The projection of the silver armor knight is also very nervous, "Astaroth is probably the first time to use it in actual combat, and it has not been expanded or upgraded. , It was officially turned on not long ago. Because of the special attack method, it is estimated that the energy it carries is also limited."

"Bastard!" Wen Luan kicked the console angrily, "The Deep Blue Kingdom has the money to build so many mechas, why don't they let them out for a walk? No matter how powerful it is, what's the use of blueprints from a research institute? Those who have no actual combat experience are still called mechas." A secret military weapon?"

Xi Er looked at Wen Luan innocently: "I have no energy!"

Even in the ancient earth period, the purpose of manufacturing nuclear weapons was to store them and deter other countries. Wouldn't it be enough to test them once?Who can play with nuclear weapons as fireworks?Weapons that exceed the balance of combat power among the countries are the lives of those who sleep in warehouses!

"What about Asmodeus? He can protect Cyrus, but the other heads of the Beluga Galaxy are all finished. How will this battle be fought?"

"In fact, there are them. Is there a big difference from them?" Suta muttered.

Wen Luan gave him a hard look. The difference is of course very big. Tapir knows best that fear can defeat human beings, and it can also bring unimaginable power.Greedy politicians are the group of people who are least willing to subjugate and surrender. It would be hard to say if it were ordinary citizens and interstellar businessmen!

"Master, don't worry, and—"

Before Xier could finish speaking, the strange-looking Shenghui Empire mecha suddenly straightened up and stood firmly.

"No!" Prince Settra's voice came from the screen, obviously panicked, "There are strong mental energy fluctuations... Jim, you squat down, I can feel it without using the mecha! Dongfang has encountered such a terrifying aura before! It must be what those supernatural beings are doing!"

The mechas of the Holy Glory Empire need a manipulator!

No matter how strong the mecha is, it needs a strong spiritual energy user, so the Deep Blue Kingdom has not seen the opponent's mechanical armament similar to the king-level mecha.

The mecha in front of me proves that the Holy Glory Empire exists.

Wen Luan's whole body was stiff.

Cyrus' guess is right, the Holy Glory Empire will indeed adopt the method of fusion of the same series of mechas to enhance its strength, which is why only the two-winged angel mechas came to Gemini this time, because they also have an ultimate transformation ability.

In the smoke and dust, the original clumsy metal shell opened layer by layer, forming wide and beautiful metal wings behind the more than ten-meter-high mech. The face of the mecha that appeared was as cold and perfect as a sculpture. The magnificent blue light contrasted with the dullness of the blade.

The shape of the angel is very realistic, and the boots on the feet also have wings. In fact, they are high-energy engines.

At the junction of the elbow and the shoulder, there is a dark muzzle.

Seir's projection suddenly blurred, and then the entire Space Fortress slid back.

Many pirates were unsteady, and Wen Luan grabbed the armrest of the chair. Before he could ask further questions, he heard Seir shouting at the screen: "Antimatter star cannon, the same level as the silent light destruction cannon. Prince Settra, use your fastest power!" Speed, run as far as you can! I will pray for you!"