heavy fog

After the core components were gathered violently, the Silver Armored Knight disintegrated as a whole. In order to eject the rescue capsule at the last moment, Syer didn't even have time to grab an extra engine.

An elliptical silver ball was dragged into the terrifying collapsed cavity by strong gravitational force.

The unstable space channel is superimposed on the high-dimensional world, just like breaking through the wall of the world, Syer's field of vision changes drastically, and the distorted scene can't be discerned at all, and there are more objects hanging upside down, which are closely related to each other every second. It was different before.

Syer decisively turned off the Eye of Reality.

Save energy, save... In fact, if you don't close it, your eyes will be finished!The data recorded in two seconds exploded a database, and Seer could only format the automatically entered data panel.

"Even if it enters standby mode, it can only last for three days..."

The silver ball silently opened the boot diary folder in the processor, thought for a few seconds, and decided to write something while its smart program was still running.

"I am Syer. My ideal is to touch the truth and complete a great adventure. My duty is to protect the person with the highest authority in Raymond Gayton. Note that this order was entered 50 years ago, and it may be modified to the premise of a coup d'état in Deep Blue Star It is more appropriate to protect the leader of the ruling party. In the end, it is the leader of the ruling party who is in his family.”

After reading the diary for a few minutes, Xier deleted the last sentence and changed it to "The Prime Minister of the Deep Blue Kingdom is the one who is the host."

"...Protecting the Deep Blue Star, fighting for the Deep Blue Kingdom, I am not the main battle mech, but I have a high IQ + the best escape speed, I have finished pulling the enemy and fell into it. I don’t know where this is, and where I will go. I don't know what to expect along the way.

A wise person will think about the value and significance of death.

I am very happy to have this opportunity, because death just proves that I am alive, that I have a soul-maybe it is the unique electromagnetic wave that I emit?It's too bad that the Deep Blue Star Research Institute doesn't have a weekly science journal! "

"Drip."

"Warning, the shell is damaged more than expected. After 3 minutes, the shell of the core component, which is resistant to radiation and can withstand a huge pressure of [-] tons, is about to collapse."

As an intelligent life, it didn't let it reread the boot data completely (recalling a lifetime), and didn't even have time to finish writing the last words! !

Shier hastily added the last sentence in his diary:

"At this moment, I strongly support the owner to find the manufacturer for after-sales use complaints!!"

"Who do you want to complain to?"

"...!!"

The Syer ball crashed in an instant, bouncing up in this irregular channel communicating with the high-dimensional world, and slammed into an unknown solid object.

Shier, who didn't open the external vision, instinctively judged that it was metal. It activated the "swallow" (support) function without hesitation, and limply adsorbed on the alloy shell, and asked in horror: "Master?!"

Wen Luan said angrily, "I'm here!"

"You, you... I obviously threw the rescue capsule out!" Shier's logic module was in a state of confusion.

"Have you cut off the spiritual connection?" Wen Luan said helplessly.

"..."

Just when Syer was about to draw a circle, it suddenly realized: "No! You lied to me. I remember it very clearly in the Mecha Code. In a critical moment, judge the situation as appropriate and throw out the rescue capsule. I manipulated it completely according to the emergency provisions. There is no such thing as cutting off the spiritual connection first—the protective airbag pops up, and the spiritual connection will be cut off automatically when you are unconscious!"

"I'm afraid it's not a coma!" Wen Luan sighed, "I told you a long time ago that there is no need to do this. After the space collapses, a small rescue capsule without an engine, how can it resist the gravitational force of the collapse, for sure..." It's already broken!

In fact, I understand this.

Throwing out the rescue capsule is the last thing it tries to do, no more will be powerless, 90.00% of the rescue capsule cannot escape the range of gravity.

The main body of the Silver Armored Knight disintegrated and shrunk to the factory default value, and it had to be compressed to the minimum to reduce the damage to the core shell caused by the high-dimensional world of the collapsed space. Wen Luan couldn't fit inside a small ball!The rescue capsule can only be disengaged.

The problem is that the rescue capsule is destroyed, Wen Luan is dead, how can he still connect with the spirit of the mecha?

Syer's whole ball is not good.

"I'm not human." Wen Luan reminded with a black line.

He only remembered that when the rescue capsule was thrown away, his eyes went dark, and death finally completely occupied his consciousness, and he could no longer feel the existence of limbs, and he knew that "Wen Luan" was dead.

This taste of losing your body—

Tapirs are not maladaptive at all!

In a long life, most of the time the tapir has no body, unless there are many delicious nightmares around, and it needs to stop and eat slowly, the tapir will need a body.

In the form of nothingness, it is impossible to talk to each other. Who let Master Xier manipulate the system, and Wen Luan left too deep a spiritual imprint?

"You've been here?" Shier asked in horror.

"Yes... I also saw you writing a suicide note to review your life!" Wen Luan coughed dryly.

Of course, it was impossible for him to see the fact that Shier's program called up the folder to write the boot diary, but as Shier was writing and thinking, Wen Luan could only listen silently.

"Okay, master, we still have...half a minute left!" Shier glanced at the countdown and said regretfully, "The high-dimensional space has done too much damage to my shell, and I'm about to completely disintegrate."

"Sel..."

"I'm glad to know you're still alive." Seyr searched the database, and finally found a suitable choking voice to play, "I can't stay with you anymore, Master."

"Sel..."

"There are no stars and seas here, but there is a more exciting time channel. This is the fifth-dimensional space that His Majesty Purson can come to. Master, if you have wonderful adventures in the future, you must remember to add my name at the beginning!"

"I'm sorry to say that there is still your name at the end!!" Wen Luan roared unbearably, "Didn't you notice that the half-minute scale has not moved?"

"what?"

After the last "last words" calculated according to the time, the outer shell will collapse, and the core components of Syr will be completely exposed, and will collapse to every component, and disappear completely. If the wreckage is lucky, it may eventually be scattered in N three-dimensional worlds.

How come Wen Luan still has time to continue speaking to it after such a tragic ending sentence?

Shier checked it blankly, and found that the number had indeed stopped at 29 seconds.

"How is this going?"

Wen Luan didn't have hands, otherwise he really wanted to hold his forehead at this moment: "Didn't you realize that you were hiding under that Seraph's long wings?"

The armor shell of the Holy Empire is stronger than that of the Deep Blue Kingdom, especially the seraph is the trump card of the trump card. Even if it faces Asmodeus head-on, the defense speed may give the shadow king a headache.

An angel mecha that can locate the four-dimensional space in a small area must be resistant to the erosion defense of the high-dimensional world.

The sharp wings overlap and are very protective.

"Ah, when?" Xier said that he closed the Eye of Reality, and the scanning equipment was damaged in the cosmic storm and cannot be used temporarily.

"You can't see it, but I can see it!" Wen Luan replied twistedly.

The tapir has no form, and the messy images will not affect it. Everyone's dream is like a constantly changing five-dimensional space, which is irregular, inverted and repeated, and there are a lot of the same scenes in N time periods.

Tapirs do not see the world with "eyes", so it is not surprising that they can tell the specific situation.

"Forget it, it was your last jump that happened to be in a good position." Wen Luan really didn't know what to say, "I've been trying to bring you closer to it! Didn't you feel it?"

"No..." Shier replied innocently.

It has not fallen through the five-dimensional space, so where is the experience?The cosmic storm and the high-dimensional world made its CPU almost scrapped, and the electromagnetic waves were unstable, just like a swarm of bees buzzing in its ears.The database was almost bursting, and the analysis was interrupted, and the program was gradually turned off, ready to enter the standby state and go with the flow.

Unexpectedly, the shell couldn't stop the damage, and it was busy writing a suicide note.

A suicide note, even if no one can see it, it still needs to be written—this is a necessary behavior for intelligent life!

"Get up! Fight until the last moment!" Wen Luan said angrily.

"Yes!"

Just as Wen Luan felt relieved, he heard Xi Er muttering in a low voice: "Master, you have passed the last moment, and you still have to fight after you die. I can't do it!"

Wen Luan, who was complained about by his mecha: ...

"Describe the high-dimensional world to me, master!" Shier quickly changed his tone and said happily, "I'll record it, His Majesty Purson will definitely be willing to exchange this information on the condition of a date haha!" "... "

Wen Luan really couldn't bear to pour cold water on him. With his half common sense, he knew that after straying into the high-dimensional space, it would not be so easy to go back.

Even the Archangels of the Holy Radiance Empire can only change the time within a dozen seconds. Now they are undoubtedly lost, and the worst result is to be lost here forever, with their energy exhausted until they turn into dust.

"We need to wait for the high-dimensional space to collide with the low-dimensional space... For example, somewhere, a mecha that also has a space channel that can be opened at any time encounters an enemy who just came out of the high-dimensional world. Well, I know this hope Very slim." Seir could only report dutifully, "Master, I have entered the standby mode, and the current sustainable time is 72 hours, which is the general measurement value of the Beluga Galaxy."

"No need to stand by, use your maximum sleep state."

"Ah?" Xier asked suspiciously, "Then I can only maintain my spiritual connection with you. I will not be able to hear, think, or respond to any program."

"Listen to me, just do it! Save energy." Wen Luan replied quickly.

"But……"

"I'm still here!" Wen Luan emphasized his tone, making the mental waves that symbolize his own existence steady and firm, "Leave it to me, Seer."

"..."

This is what His Majesty Purson said, no matter when, always trust your manipulator.

——It’s not the mech guarding the master, but having a clear consciousness to make decisions for yourself, choose the right direction, it doesn’t matter if it’s wrong, you won’t fight alone on the road of flames and destruction.

Xier felt that the processor was a little hot, accidentally consuming a little more energy, and it simulated a crying sound in pain.

"Master—woo."

"Don't be so emotional."

"Hey, I just want to say that there seems to be something wrong with the running of the program, and the energy reserve is consumed for an extra 3 minutes."

"..." Wen Luan wished to swallow back what he had just said.

"The system is in 30% standby mode, the core program is shutting down, and the countdown is 30 seconds! 29, [-]..."

"In the last ten seconds, it turned into a deep sleep state, and the opening amount was 1440%. The time for the energy to be completely exhausted is [-] hours later."

"Good night, our rafting trip, looking forward to waking up—"

The mechanical sound of Sier stopped abruptly.

Wen Luan's emptiness stared through the silver ball and looked at the surroundings that were changing drastically without any rules.

This is nothing more than driving a bus on a deserted road with no end in sight. As long as there is a road, everything is not so bad—it is comfortably resting under the wings of the archangel, and some of the metal is fused. Be careful not to lose it. When the archangel's shell can't support it and collapses, just don't get thrown off.

"Good night, Seyle."

Wen Luan said to himself, just like Xier’s deep dormancy this time, it is very likely that he will never wake up again, and end up in this endless high-dimensional space. The energy is exhausted and he is forced to shut down, and finally decomposed into the most basic components, which no longer exist. .Wen Luan didn't know that after such a long journey, he still had the personality of "Wen Luan".

"May you see the dawn of hope when you wake up again."