One Thousand Six Hundred and Twenty-Nine Sacrifices to Each Civilization

In the dark universe, stars twinkle.

The huge fleet spans the vast universe, like a galaxy, extremely bright.

Compared with the fleet of the Alan Hill Empire, the Warden's fleet does not have so many lights, and looks more like a black hole in the universe, hovering in the dark space.

In this black, huge fleet, a World Destroyer warship that was one of the largest among the World Destroyer warships, Solons was listening to the arguments of his subordinates.

A commander gritted his teeth and complained: "This is too unfair to us! God does not allow us to use more powerful weapons to directly destroy the planet...but the other party has the ability to destroy the planet!"

Although he escaped in the end, he was not killed by nuclear weapons, but on the Higgs 11 planet, he saw the burning world with his own eyes.

The super nuclear weapon of the Alan Hill Empire has an equivalent of nearly 3 million tons, and one nuclear warhead is enough to cause heavy losses to the assembled army of watchmen.

It is not the same as the enemy, even the magic empire. The watchman's attack method is an ant-attached attack in a dense formation.

They are not afraid of losses, and they are densely packed, far exceeding the number of enemies, and finally crush their opponents to win.

But on that day, their densely packed troops that had just assembled were vaporized by a super bomb.

In an instant, more than 300,000 low-level field troops, that is, sweeper soldiers, were lost in this way. At the same time, thousands of destroyers and more than 200 conquerors were also killed.

If these elite troops were placed in the past, they would really be a powerful force that can flatten a world civilization.

Even in the face of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect, this power is enough to make the other party frightened and run away early.

But, now, these powerful fighters just died like this! They disappeared without a trace, and some of them didn't even leave their bodies behind.

This was the first time he had commanded such an aggrieved battle. He had assembled elite soldiers, but the opponent instantly turned the tide of the battle.

Although later, because the enemy did not launch a counterattack, the watchman's troops still firmly grasped the initiative on the battlefield, but the battle had become very difficult.

So he lowered his head and explained to Solons: "We must compete with enemies with powerful and lethal weapons on the surface of the planet.

This is a thankless task for us! "

To be honest, this kind of battle is really not very easy to fight, and it can even be said that the opponent can give you a hard blow from time to time, but you can't hit the opponent in the face... Thinking about this kind of thing, I still feel aggrieved of.

In the past, the guards could also disperse their forces and passively offset the effects of some opponents' nuclear strikes. Use the method of dispersing troops to weaken the destruction of the nuclear weapons of the Alan Hill Empire.

Although this passive method is still scary, and there will still be a lot of losses, it is definitely an effective method.

It's just that now, it seems that this method can no longer be used-although the spread of troops can avoid being concentrated by nuclear weapons and cause a large number of casualties, it is obviously going to be passive when dealing with the enemy's surprise attack.

"It's more than a thankless thing... We are simply being beaten by the opponent! The opponent's current tactics are clearly bullying us and we have no other choice!" The more he said, the more excited he became, until the last ugly sharp The voice was full of dissatisfaction.

"Cough!" Sorens coughed softly, interrupting the other party's complaints. However, the other party obviously didn't realize that Solons was quite dissatisfied with him, and continued to say: "The other party used some very elite humanoid energy weapons that can explode by themselves to raid our troops in some areas."

"If we send elite troops to fight back against these enemy white-robed soldiers, they will use atomic weapons when we gather our troops." His words made Sorens' face very ugly, but he didn't seem to notice it.

"Those damned Ellandhill people don't care about the life and death of these white-robed soldiers at all. They almost use atomic weapons to destroy them together with their own people!" Huge explosion.

It was a terrorist explosion on the pure atomic level, and the power to destroy the world was right in front of his eyes.

"But if we don't invest a large number of troops in the encirclement and suppression, these powerful enemy soldiers will break through our defense line..." He said, looking at Sorance again.

This time he saw the other party's eyes that seemed to be breathing fire in the darkness, so his voice became significantly quieter, and gradually, even he himself could not hear clearly: "Whether the other party is blocking our attack , or carry out partial counterattacks to regain lost positions...we have no good way to deal with them."

"Are you questioning God's will?" Sorens asked.

"No...it's not!" The commander finally realized what he was talking about just now.

"Then... are you trying to persuade me, as God's servant, to destroy God's beloved planet?" Solons asked coldly.

"No! No! I just... I just encountered difficulties on the front line..." The general immediately explained.

"Difficulty? Encountered a small difficulty, and forgot to look up to the gods?" Saurons continued to ask in a cold voice.

Accompanied by his question, the air seemed to freeze. The watchman commander who had spoken just now, struggling to survive under the nuclear warhead, seemed to want to speak again, but found that he could no longer make any sound.

He felt his body being squeezed, and he felt as if something had broken his throat.

After realizing that it was not good, he struggled desperately, trying to break free from that terrible bondage, but no matter how hard he tried, the energy collapsing around him had already begun to tear his flesh and blood.

He wanted to transfer his will and thinking to the body of another sweeper like in the past, but found that his will had been bound to this body that was about to be destroyed.

"My... my lord..." He subconsciously wanted to beg for mercy, but his broken throat could only vaguely convey a ridiculous sound.

He knew that he was doomed... As a caretaker, he should not shake his faith in God at any time.

When he questioned God's actions and repeatedly hoped for help from God, he was no longer worthy of being a lackey of God.

God designed them, made them, and provided for them, so that they could solve problems, not cause them to cause trouble.

Just like raising dogs in the village, everyone hopes that the dog will come to watch the gate and guard the courtyard, not to raise it to be a father and a poop officer for it.

A dog can trouble its master once in a while, but it cannot trouble its master every day! This is the consciousness of being a dog, and it is also the quality that a good dog must possess.

However, the caretakers have already troubled God once, praying for God to give them more strength--God has fulfilled their request, which is already a charity!

Now, he was actually fantasizing, fantasizing about asking for more help... Then what does the god want the watcher to do? Wouldn't it be more convenient to eradicate the Alan Hill Empire by yourself?

Hundreds of millions of years have shaped the incomparably powerful abilities of the Watcher Commander, but at the same time, it has also stretched his nerves, making him forget his own position...

"Please... please..." His weak voice gradually faded away in the darkness, and the watchman commanders around him seemed to have disappeared without seeing an old friend who had been working with them for hundreds of millions of years.

They didn't make a sound, and they didn't help to beg for mercy—it was as if the person who was executed in front of them was a stranger who had nothing to do with them.

These watchman commanders didn't seem to know this person, and they didn't even know his name. They just stood there and watched quietly, watching the watchman standing in front of them burst and fell to them. feet.

"The gods... cannot be questioned! Please keep this in mind!" Sorens emphasized in a calm tone, as if the one he killed just now was not one of them.

Having said this, Solons' body protruded from the darkness, and the upper body unexpectedly looked like a human being.

He has two slender arms, just like a thin man. The difference is that his lower body is connected to the huge body in the darkness, as if a human body grew out of a lump of flesh.

What's more, the upper body of the human being, Solons, has four eyes on the head that grows above the neck.

These four eyes shone red, just like the four eyes of Saurons in the darkness.

It's just that these four eyes are smaller than before, and the distance between the eyes is also closer because of the size of the head.

It can be seen that, as the commander of the watchman, he is actually growing towards the size of a human being, and his whole body has undergone quite different changes.

"Yes! My lord!" The guards lowered their heads and replied in unison.

Sorens's human body leaned forward, and his lower body twisted like a snake's long body out of the darkness, allowing his naked upper body to reach in front of the corpse of the Watcher Commander he had killed.

He stretched out his hand, picked up the poor creature, and with a little force, he tore off the other's head.

Then, he opened his mouth, and stuffed the blood-dripping head into his mouth in the most brutal way.

Because the head was too big, he tore off the flesh and blood on his face, tore open the corner of his mouth, and finally stuffed the head into his body like a snake.

"Ah... small, fragile life... this kind of existence shouldn't exist in this world." Sorens said with his already slightly tattered mouth as if he didn't feel pain.

While speaking, his torn muscles were wriggling, so bloody that people dared not look directly at them.

At this time, the rest of the watchman commanders had already divided up the body of the dead watchman commander.

While "cracking" the latter's flesh and bones, they waited for Sorens to adapt to the ugly face that had been torn.

"I still prefer the old body... But there is no way, every time a civilization is destroyed... I will transform into the life of the main body of that civilization..." He looked at his palm, stroked it, and it was still bleeding He said unwillingly, "This is God's will...to commemorate those civilizations who gave everything for the balance of this universe..."

While speaking, he looked at the other commander.

The commander immediately opened his mouth and talked about another topic: "In the universe, we are also slowly falling into a passive position... Although our battleships are ten times or even a hundred times the original size, the enemy's quality advantage has already begun. showed up."

He knew that after losing his previous huge and powerful body, Saurons became very unhappy.

If it is not necessary, during this period of time, do not provoke this terrifying existence that is transforming. Solons at this moment is extremely unstable, and can be described as moody.

Once he completely transforms into the appearance of the other party, it means that this civilization is about to be destroyed—without exception for tens of millions of years.

So he continued: "During the warship battle yesterday, the number of humanoid weapons of the enemy army increased a lot compared to before."

This cosmic battle is called the third fleet battle in the extraterrestrial space of the Higgs 11 planet in the battle history of the Alan Hill Empire.

And this battle is also a fleet battle with the largest number of battleships from both sides that broke out so far.

In this battle, the Alan Hill Empire lost thousands of battleships and sank more than 2,300 warships of the Watcher in one fell swoop.

The watchman commander talked about the humanoid cosmic weapons of the Alan Hill Empire, which were still outstanding in this battle: "In the previous battle, the opponent's humanoid weapons were about a few hundred to a thousand. But During yesterday's battle, the opponent used 3,000 humanoid weapons to join the battle..."

"We have seen each other's warships... the kind of warships equipped with humanoid weapons, one can carry about 200 humanoid weapons... counting maintenance and the number that cannot be used at the same time, there are also humanoid weapons that can guarantee the defense of our own fleet. The number...indicates that the opponent has assembled at least 25 or more warships of the same type in this space!" He rarely used specific speculative data to support his point of view.

Because they basically have a clear advantage in terms of numbers, the caretakers are generally not sensitive to numbers.

They don't care much about the number of enemies, because no matter how many enemies there are, they are just nourishment for their reproduction.

But this time, they met Alan Hill, and they encountered such an existence that surprised them.

For the first time, the Guardians had to face a civilization that was as large as them, which made it difficult for them to adapt for a while.

"This number is more than we estimated... If I guess correctly, the opponent's troops with this kind of humanoid weapons are gradually increasing. We judge that the number of warships equipped with this kind of humanoid weapons should be more than 150 now..." After he finished speaking, he glanced at Sorance who was thinking.

Seeing that the latter did not show any irritable or bored expression, he continued to say: "This shows that if necessary, the opponent can gather more than 10,000 humanoid weapons in one area at any time... This is already difficult for us to parry." strength."

"The result is the same. We lost a large number of warships in yesterday's battle." He said with difficulty the number of warships lost in yesterday's battle: "About 2,330 Judgment battleships were destroyed. Such losses even It’s us, and it’s unbearable.”

Even for the caretakers, yesterday's battle was a thrilling battle. The number of warships participating in the battle exceeded 50,000, and the two sides fought for 22 hours before barely breaking away from contact.

The reason for the outbreak of this battle was that the Guardians took the initiative to launch an attack, trying to defeat the Alan Hill Empire's fleet stationed in the space near the Higgs 11 planet from the flanks, and penetrate the Alan Hill Empire's defense line.

As a result, the battle entered a stalemate stage from the outbreak, and the two sides continued to increase their troops. In the end, the Alan Hill Empire even mobilized 3,000 Zakus, expanding the scale of the battle to the level of a main fleet battle.

As a result, the battle ended in a complete victory for the Ellanhill Empire, and the attacking Watcher fleet was routed and forced to give up part of the universe they had originally occupied.

Even because they gave up this space domain, they lost contact with the Watcher troops fighting on the surface of Higgs 11 for a while, which made the entire Watcher troops extremely passive.

"The other party is like entering a land without people, shuttling through our battleship fleet, attacking our warships everywhere, and we have paid a heavy price." After briefly introducing the course of the battle, the commander of the watchman said about the battle The result: "Our battleship withdrew from the warring space in embarrassment, and abandoned the original plan to assault and encircle the Higgs 11 planet."

He sighed helplessly, and continued in his ugly voice to Sollens whose face wound had actually begun to heal: "In fact, we have already lost the chance to encircle Higgs 11, I suggest Stop the attack on the space around Higgs 11..."

"Impossible! If we give up the attack in the direction of Higgs 11, won't we still lose the combat troops on the surface of Higgs 11?" Another guard in charge of ground command immediately yelled.

The watchman who was obviously in charge of the fleet command looked at the other party, and said that he was powerless: "There is no way! The Higgs 4 planetary operation has also reached the most critical moment, we have to reconsider, Higgs 11 Is the combat operation in the direction of the planet worthwhile..."

"The battle in any direction is worth it! Our side is under enormous pressure, and it is conceivable that the opponent's pressure must be enormous!" The watchman commander who was in charge of the Higgs 11 planet drop operation immediately insisted.

He looked at Solons, trying to persuade him not to change the established combat policy: "I don't believe that there will be forces in this world who can compete with us in terms of productivity!"

"My lord! In fact, the productivity of the Alan Hill Empire... can probably compete with us!" The watchman commander in charge of commanding the space fleet said coldly to his companion.

The companion was unconvinced and wanted to argue, so he asked sharply, "What did you say?"

As a result, the watchman who commanded the fleet did not back down, and immediately replied: "According to our judgment, the production capacity of the opponent has not been affected at all, and the opponent's war potential is still very abundant!"

Solons finally spoke, and said in a weird voice that was nicer than everyone else: "We have never seen this kind of situation. Recently, we have become a little passive because of excessive consumption of God's power."

"For the first time, we couldn't rely on war to weaken the opponent's war capabilities. This made us lose the ability to accurately judge the battle situation." He said word by word, and his four eyes swept over those who still maintained their original appearance. Watchman Commander.

"We think, if possible, shouldn't we...destroy some planets appropriately, and end the time-wasting frontal battle as soon as possible..." A watchman boldly suggested.

"Don't question the gods!" Sorens' upper body rushed in front of the watchman, resisting the urge to kill him, and snapped.

Sure enough, the other party even became cautious about breathing, and didn't dare to say anything else.

Sorens also suppressed the urge to kill another old subordinate, and ordered through gritted teeth: "Continue to fight on the third front!"

As he spoke, he rubbed his fingers, as if he wanted to wipe off the blood on them: "When I transform into the appearance of an enemy, and kill that so-called emperor named Chris with my own hands... all this will be over! God The ceremony must be completed! For countless years to come, I will continue to live in this world with this body, and as the spokesperson of God, guard this universe!"

He looked at all the subordinates here, and continued coldly: "In order to help God commemorate this Alan Hill civilization, I will use their appearance to live until the next civilization appears... This is God's sacrifice , to commemorate the doomed Elan Hill civilization!"

"Okay! Go! Continue to attack! Since God has opened his mouth and allowed us to use His power, then expand the army tenfold! Hundredfold! Let those arrogant enemies feel... what is... despair! "

"Yes! My lord!" All the guards bowed slightly, and then gradually disappeared into the darkness one by one.

Sorens, whose upper body was naked, also shrank back, leaving only four blood-red eyes in the darkness. Everything returned to silence, and the corpses left on the ground gradually dissipated, turned into energy, and returned to this world.

And in the depths of the universe, the Watcher's fleet once again began to split, duplicate, and become endless.

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Recently, something happened to Long Ling's family. Life is really unsatisfactory in middle age, and the update is also messed up. Please forgive me. Added a new chapter, please bear with me.