Chapter 929 Farosa Transformed Into a Butterfly

This is the enslavement and blasphemy of witches. Faroza closed her eyes.

As her rage and determination grew, so did the mass of murderous magic in her hands.

The gray magic power danced at her fingertips, and in the next second it overflowed into a giant blade.

For them, death equals liberation, death equals redemption—then, here comes Farosha.

be free!

Faroza swung her sharp edge, slashed, and slashed again!

Towards the surroundings, several arcs crossed the densely placed Witch Brain Tanks.

Falosa's powerful magic power formed pure and concentrated energy, which boiled the biological solution in the tank, and the control equipment was also ignited, and then short-circuited and exploded!

Suddenly, without warning, every jar shattered at the same time!

There was a loud crackling sound—as if a mountain of glass exploded from it, and the brains spilled out, and were killed in an instant, turning into pieces of meat.

The brains and flesh that imprisoned them and imprisoned the free will of these 1.8 million witches are all destroyed now.

They drifted mercifully to death, and the souls of the witches returned to the starry sky, not the lower underworld.

The center of the black wall fell into continuous turmoil, the sound of glass exploding, the sound of pieces of meat and blood flowing, the sound of electronic coils burning and exploding... one after another.

Breathing tremblingly, Faroza withdrew her strength, slowly clenched her right hand, and then released it.

Looking around, the center of this utterly devastated black wall seemed like a small solace.

It's all over.

These tortured lives have been merciful and rescued, and they will return to the endless star orbit, and find peace in drifting and sailing.

Xu Yang had just avoided Falosa's beheading, and he stood beside Falosa, sharing this heavy moment with her.

"I came too late." Faroza nodded wearily. Her only kindness was to let these witches who had endured several generations of cruel torture escape from the dark room of lightless perception and go to the universe.

Fly, witches, fly, go back to the universe. Farosa looked sadly at the top of the dome, the gray metal dome could not trap the invisible soul.

The universe is huge, so big that you feel small, much bigger than these cylindrical brain containers.

Facilities like the "Black Wall" that torture witches will never appear again, and will never appear again in this world. Faroza closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Xu Yang saw fragments of glass and metal in all directions, the jars containing the witches' brains were broken, and all the equipment was overloaded and burnt down. Falosa rescued countless witches with a very merciful and neat attitude.

A faint mournful sound came from nowhere, like the collective sigh of countless prisoners after they finally got out of prison.

Looking around now, the center of the entire black wall is full of dark circular hollows, which seem to be able to hold millions of skulls.

This thinking matrix, which relies on extracting the computing power of the witch's brain, is now broken, but its wreckage is still terrifying. The preservation of this place can remind people of the mutual poisoning between humans and witches. Xu Yang was thinking silently.

Xu Yang suddenly noticed something strange around him.

"Look, Faroza..." Xu Yang raised his head.

Farosa took a deep breath, she smelled the smell of blood, which was coming out of the cracked witch's mind, pungent and annoying. But she felt something more.

"There is a sound... a breath..." Faroza walked in the circular space in the center of the black wall.

She could feel the echoes of endless pain filling the place, the minds of those disembodied witches who had endured hopeless pain, and now their spirits were finally free to float.

And as Farosa walked, she became aware of the witch spirits around her, those souls who had been freed from a merciful death, and they were flying towards Farosa.

"You...you are here to help me..." Farosa opened her arms, she didn't use any strength, but she was slowly rising.

It was lifted up.

The souls of countless witches gather to lift Faroza high, high, even higher!

Falosa took a deep breath, letting this palpable cohesion wash over her. The relief, gratitude and admiration of countless witches after receiving the gift of rest gathered into a kind of immeasurable force that supported her to climb to a higher place.

One by one, sparkling bright spots appeared.

They gathered in a mighty way, and passed through Falosa's body like a comet going backwards. They converged into starbursts and returned to the sky.

"Thank you!"

"Goodbye--"

"Let's go!"

"Thank you! Thank you!"

"We're going back to the stars!"

"Thank you!" Countless voices resounded in Farosha's soul.

Faroza's vision actually penetrated the dome.

She saw that the sky outside had darkened and turned into an abnormal, lightless darkness, and a witch, a huge witch, was drifting and sleeping in the sea of ​​stars. Her appearance was like an aggregation of countless witches. You can see your shadow on her face.

Who is she like? Faroza thought vaguely. She looks like herself, like Lila, like Pan Ruiyi, like 101, like 102, Lila, Little Fool, Yoshioka Mizuro, Qianmeng, Du Qianqian, Kazama Miyari... She looks like them all.

No... It's because we are all like her, it's the Galaxy Witch, that's what Xu Yang told himself, the Galaxy Witch who once galloped through the sky.

Numerous witch souls lifted Falosa mightily, passed through her body and returned to the star dome. These released souls flew to unknown orbits, broke into the lightless void, and drew a shining trajectory. The long-forgotten sky is calling them home, and they want to go home, where they came from.

The center of the entire black wall vibrated violently, glass shards, metal wreckage, brains and flesh were all making noise, and then began to float in the weightless space.

The Witch Returns Home.

Falosa curled her body up like a Galactic Witch, just like in her mother's womb. She knew that these rescued witches would find a long-lost peace in a galaxy beyond the reach and comprehension of mortals.

And Farosha herself was also entrusted to become a god by their vows-finally. A true witch god.

She opened her eyes weakly, feeling that everything about herself was being reconstructed.

Faroza looked at Xu Yang, her lips moved slightly.

for all this.

Thank you.

Xu Yang witnessed everything, he calmly nodded and smiled back.

So she closed her eyes and entered the final stage of transformation, the second ascension to God.

How long does it take for Falosa to finally transform into a butterfly? Xu Yang didn't know, but it didn't matter, Faroza had been waiting for him for six years.

Take your time, wait as long as you want.

Empty at the center of this black wall, where great tragedies and grand miracles have occurred. Xu Yang paced, every step was like stepping on the blood and tears of a witch. When the core staff of the lighthouse withdrew their troops, they didn't want to shut down the place. They also used the matrix to calculate complex information and sent it to the airship Tianguo in the center of the mainland, the final fortress of Diernai.

Xu Yang looked at Faroza, she was wrapped in golden dew, as if she was sleeping in a huge diamond.

He could probably sense what had happened—Farosha's spirit surpassed the fragile shackles of this realm, she was fully awakened, and ascended to a higher place.

Material constraints are meaningless to Faroza at the moment. Her perception can penetrate the veil of dimensions and comprehend the hidden secrets since Genesis.

Xu Yang saw two forces.

From high above, the enlightenment of the Witch of Galaxy poured down, and from below, the visions of countless witches supported her.

Falosa, who is in the middle, is like floating in the boundless sea, like a feather, being taken beyond the boundary of time and space, and joining the path leading to true awakening.

At that time, Farosha will connect the souls of every witch in the world as the true witch god.

No matter the Witch of the Galaxy, the Star God or the Yothians all collapsed and destroyed under the aggression of the star messengers.

Falosa, then, will now incarnate as a god, a being who once stood shoulder to shoulder with the ancient beings, saving her own civilization from the weight of the messengers of the stars.

Go for it.

Xu Yang left the center of the black wall and walked out of the military base in the desert. The research materials of the Yousians at the center of the lighthouse are very precious. He selected, digested, analyzed and properly kept them one by one.

After the new physical enhancement surgery and advanced implantation transformation, Xu Yang's current strength has also reached an unpredictable level, much stronger than six years ago. If he were to drive the Hyperion now, he would be able to do hundreds of times more than when he first turned it on.

He set off to find Xu Cheng and Leila.

The pungent smell of blood in the center of the black wall has gradually disappeared, and the stench of burning electronic components and chemicals has also gone, replaced by the dry wind of the desert under the dark sky.

The Mojave Desert was sparsely populated, and soldiers were transferred to defensive stations. In the silent sand dunes, only Xu Cheng and Laila were left. They had set up a small bonfire, each sitting on a metal folding stool, resting their chins on their hands, chatting non-stop.

"You said, will there still be a school after all this is over?" Xu Cheng waved his two little feet.

"Why isn't there a school. There's always going to be a school." Lyra's voice grew louder. "The school used to be for fools who worked hard and worked hard, and when they graduated, it was for people who didn't work hard and didn't work hard." Work and earn a lot of money for them. The current school is reserved for myself. I read books every day and learn new knowledge every day. I want to go back to school, and you can too."

"Me too?" Xu Cheng thought.

Xu Yang came over, waved his hand, and activated his new control power.

The drones advanced behind him like a phalanx, projecting a translucent blueprint in the air: anti-sand tents, thread-woven sleeping bags, inflatable cushions, electric stoves, pot sets, kettles, camp lights, fuel and supply boxes, Surround Xu Cheng and Leila, and place them around them.

Self-disciplined, modular nanobots set to work, fetching materials from the nearest site, smashing them, decomposing them and then reassembling them, piecing together the objects needed in the plan, just like creating out of thin air!

"Wow..." Xu Cheng turned his head, and suddenly saw that this place started to be built automatically out of thin air.

It's also amazing. She stared intently, and Dad seemed to be stronger again.

The drones flew up and down, working amidst the humming and motor running, building up the various objects in the plan, and manufacturing all the items they needed for the night just like printing materials.

Xu Yang drives them easily, just like a technological creator, a creator who exerts power through instructions, calculation formulas and photoelectric signals!