Chapter 850: Memory Awakening, Artificial Supernova

This sentence feels like forgetting Yan Xia's name.

She has already separated herself from humans.

The puppeteer, a master of playing with minds, actually played everyone in the end.

Of course, she herself would not feel good either, as betrayal itself is something that only happens when there is no alternative.

"Yan Xia!"

Hei Guang was not completely dead yet, he looked at Yan Xia, hoping that Yan Xia could save them.

He still hoped that Yan Xia was just hiding his weakness.

"Putting your hopes on others is the stupidest thing."

"It's no wonder that you are the ones who trust me the most in the end. In fact, the gods who communicated with me had doubts about me, otherwise it wouldn't have taken so long."

The puppeteer just thought that Hei Guang was extremely stupid.

Of course, in the face of absolute strength, no matter what conspiracy or trickery there is, it will only become a joke in the end.

If the home civilization was not so powerful, any attack just now could have caused the collapse of the home civilization's fleet here.

But there is no if.

After saying so much, the puppeteer saw that Yan Xia was motionless and did not communicate at all.

Her eyes noticed the magic cube that was still surrounding Yan Xia.

"I originally wanted you to go to the third dimension. This is the best outcome. At least you can gain the trust of some people."

"Now it seems that I have no choice but to do it. This can be regarded as a token of my loyalty."

She approached Yan Xia.

And threw out a thin line.

This thin line was as thin as an atom and pierced through Yan Xia at a very fast speed.

I thought it was a sure thing.

But Yan Xia tilted his body and dodged it.

"Still want to resist?"

She stopped her body and asked other life forms of the home civilization to raise their weapons.

"Kill him first."

The puppeteer was still a little afraid.

Yan Xia over there seemed to have come to his senses at this moment. He looked around and then locked his eyes on the puppeteer.

"Death is the best ending for a warrior, and fear of death, especially betrayal and surrender, is an excuse for losers."

"You didn't do what a god should do."

"But you can't be blamed for this. The original death screening plan was not perfect at all, and there was no update and iteration afterwards. It is probably because of this that the Super Officer Plan came into being."

"But it doesn't matter. No matter how many died, the gods can train again."

The puppeteer and Yan Xia have been together for thousands of years.

Although they are not together every day, they have been in contact for at least more than ten years.

She felt a sense of strangeness in Yan Xia.

"Who are you?"

When she said this, the creatures of the home civilization in the distance were actually retreating at this time. This was the first time they did so.

"Yan Xia!"

"This name has appeared many times in human history. I didn't expect to be arranged to such a place. But it's okay. The experience in the main god space has improved my experience in combat, which is also conducive to my better facing the next war."

"But Ella is still a little immoral. She actually placed her hopes on me and asked me to solve the fourth dimension."

Yan Xia seemed to be answering her words, and seemed to be talking to herself.

The double memory made him feel a little confused, and now it is almost combined.

Let's see if he can really play this role!

"It seems that this is the secret of your outbreak before."

"But now there are not dozens of warships here, but a whole fleet."

The puppeteer did not listen to what Yan Xia said, it was meaningless to her.

She just wanted to kill the person in front of her now.

"Save me!"

The voice of Hei Guang came from a distance. Although he did not hear what the puppeteer and Yan Xia were talking about, he could also feel that the atmosphere had changed.

He thought he might be rescued.

But Yan Xia ignored him.

For him, Hei Guang was just a loser of a plan. Such people died in the main god space in the tens of thousands, and there was no reason for him to save the other party.

He said that he had a good relationship with Hei Guang, but it was only relatively speaking. It did not mean that he and Hei Guang had become friends or a higher relationship.

Yan Xia did not even look at Hei Guang and Yi Jianxian.

"Really cold-blooded!"

The puppeteer said sarcastically.

"We have been together for so long. Even if we are not friends, at least we will not look at each other."

She wanted to shake Yan Xia's heart. She hoped to see Yan Xia's flaws.

At this moment, she and Yan Xia were one-on-one.

It seemed that the creatures of the home civilization around them did not dare to come forward.

This was clearly an absolute crushing of civilization and technology. Why?

But Yan Xia was not shaken by her words.

"Thousands of years are just a moment in my life. I believe it is the same for you."

"Don't use the tone of a bad person to restrain the good people in your ideal. Their death is destined. This is a good thing for human civilization. The old gods fall and the new gods rise."

The puppeteer thought it was ridiculous.

"Who cares about those things?"

"Just like human civilization will not care about our death, we can't care about the entire human civilization."

She thought Yan Xia was teaching her that she chose to betray regardless of the overall situation.

"You seem to have misunderstood."

"I have never begged anyone to pay attention to human civilization, including you."

"Any decision you make has nothing to do with me."

"What I just said is just what I am about to do."

Yan Xia didn't take the puppet man seriously at all.

But the puppeteer chuckled: "Who do you think you are?"

As she finished speaking, Yan Xia's surroundings were already filled with various threats, which were weapons from her home civilization.

Some kind of energy hidden in the space, simply put, creates micro-space folds, spanning extremely long distances, allowing attacks to be unexpected.

The reason why the puppeteer talked so much to Yan Xia was because she was afraid of Yan Xia, and she was preparing long-distance means.

Her attack was also extremely fierce, and she had surrounded Yan Xia from all directions, and was ready to wipe Yan Xia out of the four-dimensional starry sky.

From a third-party perspective, nothing actually happened, because all attacks were transparent and under the microscopic level.

Small doesn't mean less powerful.

It can only be said that these attacks are extremely concentrated.

However, as if Yan Xia had been prepared, a hole appeared behind him, and the majestic energy inside was revealed.

Wormhole!

Wormholes that span the three- and four-dimensional cosmic branes.

In fact, there is nothing weird about it. The wormhole itself is an existence that breaks through space. The cosmic membrane has no effect on the wormhole.

"You want to use your divine power to resist my attack? Ridiculous!"

The puppeteer burst out laughing as if he had discovered something extremely funny.

After saying so much, she thought Yan Xia had some powerful means, but it turned out that it was God's way.

But her smile stopped abruptly the next moment.

Because Yan Xia is not dead.

He is still there.

"How could it be possible? How could divine power affect my attack?"

She was a little confused.

"This is indeed divine power. The source of divine power is the energy generated by a real black hole. In fact, the energy used by each god is only one billionth of the energy generated by the black hole."

"This is still very large for an individual. After all, the gravitational energy generated by a black hole is enough to maintain the normal operation of a level 2.6 civilization."

Yan Xia's casual words made the puppeteer instantly guess what just happened.

"So, you used more powerful energy. Even though the technology is extremely powerful, it has its own limit. You directly used super-powerful energy to smooth out my attack."

The puppeteer was surprised and uncertain.

Yan Xia did not deny what she said.

"You're missing something."

"What?"

"Enough nonsense. You are waiting, and I am waiting too. After all, my enemy is not just you, but everything here."

So Yan Xia is waiting for the energy call from the black hole.

Ella specially reserved some energy for his use.

This is the energy that the black hole has accumulated for tens of thousands of years.

After human civilization entered the fourth dimension with the help of the dimensional silk bridge, the investment in dimensions naturally gradually decreased, and the remaining energy was stored by Ella, hoping to use it on the frontal battlefield.

With the emergence of home civilization, Ella used this energy once, and it has been closed since then, and she plans to use it at this time.

And since there are not all gods, there is only one user.

When Yan Xia spoke, terrifying energy surged out from the wormhole behind him. Even though he was thousands of kilometers away, this energy still impacted the puppet man into an unstable state.

Too huge!

The energy accumulated by a level 2.6 civilization for tens of thousands of years was all taken out at this moment.

What is it equivalent to?

A sun releases 3.8 times 10^26 joules of energy per second.

Equivalent to 3.8 level 2.0 civilizations.

The energy produced by a Level 2.6 civilization per second is a million times that of a Level 2.0 civilization. On this basis, it accumulates for more than ten thousand years, which is equivalent to the energy used by a sun in 2.6 billion years. the sum of all energies.

At this moment, the harsh summer turned into an existence that was even more dazzling than the sun.

That's a supernova.

This is the secret that allowed dozens of warships of the home civilization to be destroyed in the severe summer last time.

Supernova explosion at close range!

"Fortunately, my home civilization didn't understand last time. It will take some time for me to use up so much energy, and you still have to chat with me."

"Otherwise I don't know how I could last these two minutes."

Yan Xia, who was like a supernova, said to the puppet man who was already shocked beyond measure.

In fact, this is the only thing that human civilization can offer against the home civilization at this moment.

"Are you kidding? Even if you can use all this energy, do you think we can't stop it?" The puppeteer said boldly at this moment.

She has analyzed how much these energies are.

"You must know that one of our battleships is equivalent to a thousand times the energy of the ball in front of you."

She completely integrated herself into the civilization of her homeland.

The energy in the battleships of the Home Civilization is indeed equivalent to the amount of energy produced by a level 2.80 civilization in 100,000 years, which is much more than the energy bursting out at this moment in the harsh summer.

But how to use this energy?

Defense is a process of continuous output. It is impossible for any battleship or individual's defense to release all their energy in an instant.

And the attack can do it.

So without a real huge advantage, attack will always be stronger than defense.

Of course, it doesn't end there.

Yan Xia has finished the inkblots, so he no longer has any explanation for the puppet man.

"Destroy it!"

He compressed the energy behind him to the extreme, allowing it to condense and explode.

"You are crazy, and you will die too!"

The puppeteer did not expect Yan Xia to suddenly play against the rules, which made it impossible for her to dodge and became the first individual to be swept by the energy.

Although she tried her best to resist.

But after all, the energy accumulated by the 2.8-level civilization for 100,000 years refers to the warships formed, that is, the energy gathered by tens of billions of individuals, not one individual.

She was submerged in an instant.

The silhouettes in the strong light seemed to reveal a sense of disbelief.

She thought that surrendering was foolproof, and her worst outcome was to become a member of the home civilization and have no memory.

But she did not expect that she would face death so soon.

Yan Xia bypassed the first round of energy impact, but after this ball of energy hit out, it will explode a second time in a more explosive posture, and he will be swept away later.

This is why he has no memory of that time 1,800 years ago, because that person is dead, and the current him is the new him, another him copied using the remaining meta-cells.