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"I remembered!"

Chao!

Wuming almost couldn't hold it anymore.

"The Kingdom of Sand... Yes, I remember now. We went to the Kingdom of Sand together during that adventure. People there all wore masks like this! If I hadn't lost my memory, then that adventure would be my most precious memory! I would definitely keep the most precious things in the deepest part of my memory!"

Emile jumped happily while holding the mask, and Wuming's eyelids were twitching.

2b murmured, "I always feel lucky to be with the Commander."

Although Wuming was very irritable, he still managed to keep smiling.

"Well, well done, you guys did a great job!"

This type of wooden mask is usually found in large ruins in the desert, where you can find many things left behind by humans, such as cloaks and wooden masks. Similarly, Emir's things must be near this type of building, especially in the dry and water-scarce desert. These buildings are also built around oases, so the chance of finding flowers is higher.

With an idea in mind, everyone stopped wandering aimlessly. Emil hummed a song, holding a mask in his hand, and walked briskly in front. He easily dealt with the red-eyed robots he encountered.

Just a slightly longer gaze, and these charging robots, no matter how big or small, will be petrified. It is an unstoppable aoe.

Seeing this unscientific output method, 2b became more convinced of Emil's identity as the strongest creature, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Take care of it, take care of it, take care of it..."

Wuming was listening to songs and just wanted to buy something.

Enterprise stood with his hands behind his back, listening to Emil's cheerful singing, and his expression softened a lot.

Frederick the Great held a black umbrella and walked slowly beside Wuming, shielding himself from the sunlight.

There are specific map hints for the large ruins in the desert. 2b mentioned them several times from time to time. After repeating Emil's song less than twenty times, I found the nearest large ruins.

The robots here all wear masks, occupy human ruins, and imitate the postures of human life. However, when they see outsiders, they will raise their weapons and rush over. They can switch between the identities of warriors and residents freely. Some are more immersed in acting, and do not care about the arrival of Wuming and his group, and continue to do their own things.

After Emil had a body, there was no need for 2b to take action. Just a simple gaze could petrify the metal body, and large pieces of it solidified into stone statues full of tension.

They weren't considered dead, and Emile could restore them to their original state, but it was clear that he had no mercy on the enemies of humanity.

After passing hundreds of stone statues, we came to the depths of the ruins, where there were more robots that imitated human life. Their every word and action replicated the human way of life, like an illusion of the old days.

Emil was somewhat hesitant in the face of these harmless robots, so he simply turned around and looked at Wuming.

"Never mind, let's go find some flowers first."

There was no increase in experience points on Wuming's phone. Although Emil was willing to follow his orders, it was obvious that he was not counted as a friendly unit. In this real world, even if Emil killed millions of robots, there would be no upgrade effect. Naturally, there was no need to waste time.

"Mr. Wuming, you are a kind person."

Emile seemed to be sure of something. He gave Wuming an Asashi card and jumped over the robots.

Others followed.

Some of the robots pretended to cook, some pretended to sleep, and some pretended to create humans. Wuming walked past them one by one calmly.

What can you do without a drill?

Deep in the ruins are ruins. The scorching sun cannot threaten this place. There is sufficient water and the temperature is suitable, so some low vegetation can grow on the ground.

And in this piece of grass, there are sparse white flowers growing.

When Emil saw this, he immediately ran over, half-knelt on the ground, and stared at the flowers in silence.

After a long while, he said in a bleak tone: "So that's how it is... Well, all my friends are gone..."

Wuming looked around. This area was relatively dark, but there were also large cracks through which the sunlight leaked. There were three high mounds near the white flowers, with upright stone slabs in front of them.

There was an abstract human figure vaguely carved on the stone slab, which made Wuming feel a little sad.

Time is a terrifying thing. The devil who destroys the world is no different from the mortal world. He can only leave some vague traces alone in an empty corner.

Emil's time of reminiscing seemed particularly long this time. After a long while, he said with a choked voice: "Let's go..."

Wuming didn't say anything and followed him away in silence.

Frederick the Great suddenly stepped forward and quickly left the depths of the ruins. Enterprise no longer retracted its ship equipment. He clenched his left hand hard, grabbed a mechanical bow from the void, then drew the bow and shot a dazzling flame towards the ceiling.

The flames shot up to the sky and suddenly exploded. Through the pierced ceiling, Wuming and his group could vaguely see the gloomy sky.

The weather has changed?

Wuming frowned, then looked at the bright light from the explosion. He saw that the sky was slowly wriggling. Countless flying machines of different sizes gathered together and covered the sky. Even the scorching sun at noon succumbed to these countless numbers.

"How long is the time left?"

Wuming suddenly said.

The tone of the enterprise was calm.

"Two hours."

Chapter 81: The Mushroom Cloud Rising from the Ground

Two hours.

Wuming's sudden question did not puzzle Enterprise. As the only tool that could allow them to leave, the three of them kept the dimensional gate in mind at all times.

Two hours...

Wuming was thinking silently in his heart, while the mechanical army above his head was silently overlooking the earth. The number was so large that it was almost meaningless to calculate.

The next moment, the familiar dragon roar resounded through the heaven and earth, and the ground beneath the feet began to tremble slightly.

Emil's head was fixed on the enemy in the sky, then he looked at Wuming and 2B Enterprise.

"Fight, keep fighting... I have friends behind me!"

Emile seemed to be reminded of his memories by these enemies. His body rose slowly, and in the blink of an eye he rushed into the sky. Following him was a huge lavender magic circle. Within the area covered by the magic circle, pieces of mechanical parts fell like rain. However, after one batch was eliminated, new enemies would surge up. The black mechanical torrent spread from the top of his head to the end of his sight.

"Emile he..."

2b tightened the long knife in her hand, her chest rising and falling rapidly. The enemies in the sky did not seem to be in a hurry to tear them apart. Except for the affected parts, the rest of the mechanical creatures were staring at Wuming and his group with their inorganic eye lights. The light red eye lights gathered together, like solidified blood in the abyss.

Wuming glanced at Emile, who was inexplicably strong, and saw that he looked like he was invincible. He said in a deep voice, "Get out first. This damn place is not solid at all, and it can't hide anyone."

After he finished speaking, he ran in the direction of Frederick the Great. Emil was still not as important as his wife.

The three of them were running at a fast pace towards the place where the dragon roars were the loudest. They saw the sky seemed to be falling, and mechanical creatures as dense as a stream were silently pouring towards the ground. Not far away, five-headed mechanical dragons were spewing flames at the same time. Under the high temperature, scorching and dazzling light rain quickly fell from the sky. The already unbearably hot desert turned into a crematorium.

But even so, judging from the scene, the melting speed of the mechanical creatures was getting slower and slower. More and more mechanical creatures began to be covered with blue and white paint, and the internal structure also changed from a multiple structure to resist kinetic weapons to a foam-like high-temperature resistant material.

Frederick the Great lay on his back, his dark golden eyes glowing brighter under the black and red mechanical dragon paint. More dragon heads were born, biting and gnawing. Under the condition that the high temperature could not be coped with, the biological ship suits also evolved like living things. The new dragon heads were stronger and more agile!

Enterprise snapped his fingers, spread his five fingers, and a dense battle formation flew out of his sleeves. Hundreds of fighter jets appeared and quickly expanded and rushed into the sky. Even if the enemy had the air advantage, they would not hesitate to meet them head-on!

"Commander, remain calm."

Enterprise's eyes became empty, which was the state she was in when she was dominating all the fighters at the same time.

"Why not relax and think about the experience reward after victory."

Everywhere he looked, he saw enemies. These enemies that appeared out of nowhere gave Wuming some guesses.

Either it's large-scale transportation technology, or there's an arsenal nearby.

"You are right, but I hope you can help me verify a hypothesis."

Wuming expressed his idea, and Enterprise simply sent out a few reconnaissance planes to look for the so-called transport ship or troop deployment point.

The purpose of war and the purpose of the game are different. The former requires results, while the latter the battle itself is the result.

Enterprise's air strike speed was astonishingly fast. Wuming only did a quick calculation and found that in just a few minutes, she had produced more than five hundred fighter jets. The speed and weapons of these steel birds were stronger than the aircraft of the Mechanical Legion. In front of Enterprise's terrifying computing power, the shooting of each fighter jet was so accurate that it made people's scalp numb. The gloomy black clouds representing the mechanical creatures were dispersed by the more agile black birds. Enterprise, which only made one move, kept its trump card well and made the plans of the mechanical creatures fail.

But this was obviously not enough, far from enough. More mechanical legions were coming at a rapid speed, and were no longer focused only on the sky. These silent killing machines always gave Wuming an illusion.

It seems that behind these expressionless iron guys are a group of ruthless war game players.

Every move they make is calculated with the ratio of income to expenditure. They test the enemy with stinginess and indifference before striking the last blow. The soldiers under their command are the battle-hardened army that all generals desire. They are fearless of life and death, skilled in tactics, and never make mistakes and never disobey orders.

"No clues were found within 150 kilometers, but the high-power camera of the reconnaissance aircraft showed that there was sand and gravel mixed in the cracks on the surface of many mechanical creatures. It doesn't look like they came from other places."

Enterprise's tone also turned cold. She was now trying hard to clear the enemies in the sky and try to gain air superiority. She also needed to help Emil from time to time. This magic weapon that had survived thousands of years ago and could be regarded as the last of mankind, also had the characteristics of high attack and low defense like all human weapons. The spherical shield wrapped around the whole body was far from foolproof in dealing with attacks. A slightly stronger attack could cause damage to him.

In the distance, Frederick the Great sat on the Iron Throne with a cold face. The deep shadow beneath him was slowly expanding. The piled up mechanical wreckage was also sunk into the shadow. The sound of slowly chewing food could be faintly heard.

“Eat more… My half body, the complete [me], cannot fit on this stage…”

Low whispers echoed at the edge of the throne, and the pale skin became brighter and more attractive. The torso of the mechanical dragon was also quietly changing. The color of its scales became deeper and stronger, and the gaps between them bulged slightly, as if something more twisted was being nurtured.

As thousands of fighter jets of the enterprise gradually occupied the sky, the dark clouds were dispersed. Under the sunlight, the desert area within dozens of kilometers was filled with wreckage and black smoke. With the defeat of this army, the endless towering sand dunes in the desert began to tremble slowly, and then a hideous metal claw tore through the sand dunes and drilled out. Then, as if a starting gun was fired, one metal behemoth after another drilled out from the depths of the desert and stood on the earth.

Each of these metal monsters was over 300 meters tall, with dozens of weird heads clustered together and sewn together on the top. They had thousands of feet and arms, and they crawled forward. A large number of mechanical creatures fell from them as they walked, but they struggled to catch up and merge into one. The movement of each metal behemoth made the earth tremble, and the large number of behemoths forced the landforms to change shape as far as the eye could see.

The desert was crushed into a smooth road, and then crushed again by heavier and bigger monsters, over and over again.

Frederick the Great licked his bright red lips, which looked as if blood would drip from them in the next second, and laughed lowly like an owl.

"How far can I evolve this time?"

No one answered her.

Enterprise's fighters circled nimbly, testing the range of these monsters, and seeing that they didn't seem to care, fifty fighters formed a formation and dived together, launching missiles simultaneously at a distance of five kilometers from the monsters.

The missile, whose initial velocity was close to Mach 20, left a blurry afterimage on Wuming's retina. It had hit the target almost at the same time as it was shot!

The ammunition produced by the ship has the "damage control" that makes the earth scientists collapse. It can produce everything from a high-speed launched iron stake to a incendiary bomb that can ignite a sea, and even dangerous things that require a skull and crossbones mark to be painted on them. However, the more dangerous the thing is, the shorter the time it can be preserved.

On the missile that was rushing towards it, there was a circle drawn on it. In the yellow tone, three black sectors surrounded the black dot in the center.

Wuming's heart suddenly stopped, and inexplicable fear enveloped his whole body in an instant. A terrible bright light, strong wind, high temperature, and shock wave suddenly appeared in his retina!

The sky, the earth, everything in front of him turned into a dazzling white. Before that, Wuming saw a scarlet halo spreading, and within the halo, a black and red mushroom cloud rose from the ground!

Chapter 82: Run Away, Commander

Wuming stood there in a daze, with a thousand words in his heart that he wanted to say but they were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them.

But his thoughts could not interfere with the changes in the outside world. The air waves brought by the first impact blew away the sky. He vaguely heard a "ahhhhhh" sound, probably Emile was affected.

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The ground was not spared either. The high temperature expansion vaporized a large piece of sand, forming a round bowl-shaped pit from the center to the edge. If you look down from a high altitude, you will see a sparkling crystal basin.

The gusts of wind swept across the earth without any delay, causing sand and gravel to fly. They were then heated and turned into turbid glass particles, which were then launched in all directions at a speed of over 300 kilometers per hour. All obstacles along the way were inlaid with fine glass foam, and the thinner ones were directly penetrated, turning an area of ​​about four miles into a true no-man's land.

Naturally, the impact would not avoid Wuming and his group, but the strange man, Enterprise, was holding the mechanical bow calmly. The impact, which was enough to blow a building off, passed through everyone like a phantom, and could not even make Wuming's short sword bounce.

"Wait, Frederick..."

Wuming closed his jaw for the moment, then thought about the safety of Frederick the Great.

"Don't worry, Commander. My calculations were correct. She will only be a little bit hot."

Enterprise said calmly. Under her control, the fighter jets in the sky avoided the impact and high temperature and remained unharmed. After the explosion of the small-yield nuclear bomb, they continued to hover in the air.

"Can you keep throwing that thing?"

After being surprised, Wuming found that he was not in danger and immediately returned to normal.

"Of course, otherwise we can't deal with the Sirens with just those little toys."

Enterprise replied casually.

Wuming noticed that she was still observing vigilantly after the earth-shattering explosion, and couldn't help asking, "Hasn't it been resolved yet?"

Enterprise shook his head.

"Those few big guys shouldn't be the trump cards of the mechanical life forms. The reason why I planted the mushrooms immediately is because they are the fusion of tens of thousands of small robots. The signal is scattered. I don't know what is hidden in the big guys, so I tried to use the real thing."

Wuming wanted to say something but stopped herself. She turned around to look at 2b, only to see that this android, who always had a poker face, also had a rare look of shock on his face. The cost-effectiveness of dropping atomic weapons into the atmosphere was not new to her, but going close to this huge fireball was still a bit of a test for her heart.

The smoke on the battlefield was evaporated by the high temperature and blown away by the strong wind. Outside the core of the explosion, there was a grayish-white powder. These were the solid parts of the metal behemoths that were not burned. They seemed to be a mechanical civilization very different from humans, but after passing through this White Eagle crematorium, they could only leave behind powder similar to ashes.

And where Frederick the Great originally stayed, there was a strange black and red metal egg. After discovering the changes in the outside world, the metal egg slowly opened, cracking and falling off layer by layer, and the fragments sank into the ever-present shadow. Then, the last layer also cracked and fell, and Frederick the Great sat safely on the Iron Throne, gazing at the masterpiece of the enterprise with a leisurely manner.

"Are you finally serious?"

She murmured, and apart from the throne beneath her, Frederick the Great at this moment was like an ordinary woman, with nothing.

Only the pitch-black shadow that had quietly spread to nearly a thousand meters indicated her extraordinaryness.

"It's finally here."*2

Two voices sounded at the same time, and the ground began to shake violently. In the deepest part of the desert, something was breaking out of the ground. A large number of satellites were focused on the near-orbit outside the atmosphere. A large number of floating robots that were originally hidden in the air were damaged by the electromagnetic pulses of the mushrooms. The spectators could not wait to watch the next show.