The golden hall was filled with a strong smell of blood.
In the center of the high platform, the chief of general staff sat on a high-backed chair, with his back straight and his tone indifferent:
"The concert invites all residents of the upper lunar city to participate through neuromanship. The behavioral analysis system predicts that at least 75% of the residents will access the lunar palace on time. Also invited are members of the Deep Space Defense Line and the Interstellar Expeditionary Force. Some officers are devout believers of the Twin Gods, and some are secretly trained by the Marginal Business Department.
At that time, each person who connects will become part of the 'new world', helping it break through the shackles of the phantom species, merge with the heroic spirit, and become a new god.
No matter where you come from or which group you represent, if your purpose is to prevent the birth of new gods, unfortunately, you will come too late.
The heroic spirit has entered the moon core engine, the Archangel 'Machisas' is about to arrive, the magic talisman formation is irreversible, and the ascension is unstoppable. "
Li Liang's heart skipped a beat.
Too late?
Impossible, it is impossible for Cain to really betray, and it is impossible for Cain to cooperate with the heroic spirits to complete the activation of the new world so quickly.
He took a deep breath, suppressed his inner anxiety, and said as calmly as possible: "Why did you withdraw the defense of the headquarters?"
"The order comes from the heroic spirit," said the Chief of Staff, who was as cold as a bionic man. "Only seven Dros, including me, who are about to die of natural causes, remain here to preside over the outer defense of the Galaxy, waiting for the last moment."
"Are you going to die?" Li Liang was a little surprised. The man in front of him looked like he was only in his twenties.
"Yes, my natural life span is only seven hours and forty-five minutes." The chief of staff leaned over, touched the blood on the floor with his fingertips, rubbed it gently in front of his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Every moment of my life They are all perfect, with perfect genetic sequences, perfect knowledge systems, sixty-seven successful deep space explorations, thirty-five years of joint strategic guidance, airbending Taoism to the second Qi Dynasty, and, To have these partners who are molded to perfection.”
It turns out that in the Taoist system, three yuan is called Erqi Chaoyuan after advancement. Li Liang suddenly realized, and felt a chill in his heart when he heard the next sentence.
Is your perfect partner an intersex person who looks exactly like you?
He thought of the strange looks in the eyes of the sergeants in the Elevator.
It turns out that these people who were turned into plasma were all transformed into the same appearance alive, just to satisfy the extreme narcissism of this Drosian.
"So, my death must be perfect, not in a meaningless fight," the General Staff Officer stood up and walked behind the high platform, "Follow me, Magician, and I will take you to the headquarters. "
Li Liang hesitated.
Everything is too simple. Is this the so-called Zhuos headquarters? It was a half-game without end, with some zombies dead, and then this "noble" Chief of Staff of the Joint Staff just led the way?
In addition, the order to turn off the defense is also very strange. Logically speaking, at such a critical moment, the defense should be strengthened on three levels inside and outside. Isn't it possible that the heroic spirits are not worried at all about the Marginal Business Department sending people to sneak in and cause havoc?
All signs point to the command being a trap.
"stop."
He sighed softly and pressed his right hand on the small sword tattoo on his left index finger.
The Chief of Staff stopped at the edge of the high platform, without looking back, and said calmly: "This is not a trap. From the moment you receive the invitation to the concert, even if Xi'an's fleet breaks through the defense line composed of the Interstellar Expeditionary Force and the Galaxy and arrives here, There is no way to prevent the birth of a new god.”
"Why?"
"You'll know with your own eyes," the Chief of Staff turned around, "You can also choose to wait here."
At this time, the metal door at the entrance of the hall opened automatically. Jin Ji took a cautious look and was immediately shocked by the blood everywhere. He glanced around and noticed the two figures on the high platform.
After hesitating for a moment, he stepped onto the high platform through a slippery pool of blood. With a gloomy expression on his face, he resisted the urge to raise his hand to salute the Chief of Staff.
Li Liang fell silent, his expression concealed by his full-coverage tactical helmet.
In Ling's field of vision, there are still no traces of the circulation of Horcruxes and Taoism around, and whether it's an illusion or not, Ling seems to have become even rarer.
Now there are two options.
One did not believe the Chief of Staff's words at all, and coerced the Chief of Staff to take them back to the Galaxy and try to seize control of the space carrier.
However, leaving aside the difficulty of controlling the Galaxy, even if we set out now, it would still take two and a half hours to return to the Galaxy. The retina projector showed that the time was close to two o'clock in the afternoon, and there were only four hours left before the concert started.
Another option is to venture into the headquarters.
After thinking for a moment, he made up his mind.
"lead the way."
The chief of staff turned around and walked down the steps with an expressionless face.
ten minutes later.
The three of them left the staff headquarters and walked along the stone road through the mountain forests and streams, heading deep into the canyon.
At first, Li Liang was always vigilant, but later he gradually discovered that this place was a purely original ecology, without any trace of mechanical equipment, electronic systems, or auxiliary transportation.
It seems that the Dros people reject technology in life and prefer to walk on two feet.
The chief of staff, who was barefoot and with his lower body wrapped in a simple piece of coarse cloth, walked slowly and leisurely, with an extremely smooth gait.
Jin Ji, who was following behind, had obviously never been to such a deep place. His muscles were tense and his eyes were darting around.
Walked for another half hour.
The mountain road is winding, but the stone road is very smooth and has gentle ups and downs, making it effortless to walk.
After intermittent low-pitched exchanges with Jin Ji, Li Liang finally discovered that even if he sent a message to Andre now, with the existing strength of the Marginal Business Department, it would be impossible to break through the Yinhe's defense line within four hours.
In addition, Jin Ji also received an invitation to the concert, which shows that his identity has long been discovered, and Zhuos headquarters has become a pocket that can only be entered but cannot be exited.
He also learned from Jinji that concerts or movie screenings were not uncommon, and the descendants of the Dros clan often opened such events to legions or residents of the upper city.
Continuing forward, Li Liang passed several buildings covered with vines and a bird's nest-like residence built against the mountain. Li Liang never saw anyone.
The three of them came to the lake deep in the canyon. They stepped on the stones above the water and walked to the other side of the lake.
There was a huge waterfall falling into the lake in the distance. The sound of water was noisy. The chief of staff did not speak, but slowly stretched out his hand and pointed at the looming pyramid-shaped building below.
Li Liang nodded, indicating to continue.
After wading through bushes half as tall as a man and walking down the stone road, he finally found out that the building was much larger than he had imagined when he actually stood in front of the pyramid.
At this moment, he felt as if the Spanish saw the Pyramid of the Sun for the first time in the jungle of Mexico.
To be precise, the building with tangled trees and lush greenery in front of you is not a standard pyramid, but is made up of stepped trapezoids, with a huge stone door more than ten meters high on the front.
In the vision of the spirit, there is no living person inside, and there is no spirit.
The chief of staff did not stop and walked straight into the darkness inside the door.
Arriving here, Li Liang already understood that this was not a trap, and Zhuos headquarters had indeed become an empty city.
After crossing the stone ridge, he saw a straight stone staircase leading underground.
Andrei described the internal structure of the command headquarters, which is a "honeycomb" extending downward, with at least five floors. An ancient stone staircase leads through all the flat floors to the center, which is also the control hall of the lunar core engine.
Every time you pass through a layer, there will be extremely strict scanning and identity verification procedures to directly confirm your identity at the genetic level. It is impossible to sneak in in any way, and you can only think of other ways.
However.
When he actually walked down the stone steps, Li Liang found that all the scanning equipment had been turned off, and every floor was deserted. There were only empty corridors, flickering light screens, and a hint of salty and sweet smell floating in the air.
Soon, both sides of the stone steps turned into stone walls, and the top became lower and lower, like a corridor leading to a cemetery.
What surprised Li Liang even more was that the further down he went, the narrower Ling's field of vision became.
In just ten minutes, Ling's vision was completely limited to this corridor.
This has never happened before.
Is there something wrong with the material of the wall?
He stretched out his hand and touched the wall. It felt cold and smooth, like jade and metal, which reminded him inexplicably of the transparent shell of a pipeline transporter.
Unexpectedly, this kind of stone can even affect the ability of "Heavenly Spirit".
At this time.
In Ling's field of vision, the end was red.
Li Liang felt that the red color looked very familiar. On the day of the Beijing Opera, there were so many people, and the heartbeats would be blurred like this when they were crowded together.
He opened his eyes, and sure enough, the end of the passage was right ahead.
moment.
He followed the chief of staff out of the passage and was stunned for a moment.
This is a stadium-like place, with an annular layer of stepped platforms surrounding a mirage-like light and shadow in the center.
Densely packed people sat on the edge of each platform, staring at the light and shadow with expressionless faces.
The chief of staff said softly: "The ethnic groups of Dros, the bodyguards of the heroic spirits, the magicians and sorcerers loyal to Dros, everyone, everyone is here, and they have become part of the 'new world'."
