Captain wakes up 100,000 year later

Talk to Iliya 216 (1)

A tall steel giant placed on top of the Hive 3.

The gray wall revealing the majesty of the Emperor is firmly capturing the harsh winds of the Cold and Dry Highlands of Illuvelas. Unlike the vast open field of golden wheat, giants did not need to be temperature-controlled.

However, there was a warm and cozy place in this solid fortress, which was the garden that Tyrant built.

A warm greenhouse was formed inside the transparent plasma shield. There were all kinds of flowers, trees, grass and butterflies.

Captain and butterfly?

It wasn't the right combination, but the captain was looking at the butterflies pitifully.

“Irene's favorite creature. Thin and beautiful, but never shows itself dead. ”

The captain mutters.

Butterflies don't show themselves dead. My wife who always admired butterflies looked good on butterfly brooch.

And what happened to her, the moon she cared about, and the Earth's gardens, were all gone.

“Thank you, Tyrant. ”

[You're welcome, Captain. We will meet again soon, but please enjoy the flower garden until then.]

“Yes, I'd like you to bring me an agenda for this flower. ”

A drone carrying a port that lowers the car flew over to the captain and quietly lowered the tea. The scent of red tea spread gently between the flowers and butterflies. When I poured some milk, I covered the bitter taste of the tea.

A tall woman walks in between an armored escort android, opening the door to the flower garden, wondering if the captain is going to put sugar in the tea with milk.

Pink hair on pink eyebrows. It's eye-catching no matter where I walk.

However, unlike the color of her head or eyebrows, her face gave a clean and neat image, and her dancing jar and ceremonial gallstone dagger showed her her profession.

“Thank you for having me. Your Majesty, Berter, I'm here for your call. ”

She speaks politely and bows slightly. This is Berter, High Priest of Iriya.

When many priests from the Holy Land summoned the complaint, she gave up on the Captain to do as Iriya intended.

Thanks to her, she was able to avoid it when the Holy Nation was literally "splitting apart," and even when the priests were dealing with it and the quarry oil, her sect was safe.

In the end, as long as the faith of Mercy had been completely destroyed in the world, only Iriya's faith had been avoided.

And now she knew that this conference would decide the fate of her faction.

“How's life at the cannibalism these days? ”

The captain asks, "Iriya smiles at the application and answers."

“Your Majesty has made things much better. In fact, all the competitors are gone. ”

“I see. Now, come and sit down. ”

When the captain suggested a seat, the chair was pushed out. With the electromagnet on the floor and all the systems interacting, all the tools in this flower had a user interface that could be manipulated by perception alone.

Without further instruction, a tea drone flew in quietly and poured the tea neatly into Berter's cup.

“It's not like the bar I've seen before. Isn't that right?”

“I'm just thankful for the hospitality. You serve such a precious tea. ”

“I understand there are no plant species of this star. But it'll be better than I thought. It's better with one sugar. ”

The captain points to the sugar cube. Berter carefully peels the skin, putting it in a milk tea and stirring it gently with a teaspoon.

The captain looks at her and points out the window.

“Thanks to the coordinates you provided, I had many difficulties, but I was able to win the battle. He told us he wanted a turquoise anvil. ”

The captain points out the window with his hand. A small battleship was flying across the plains with a turquoise anvil in a trailer tied with reinforced cables.

He was strongly repressing the spirit with a simple, cyonic defense mantra because he didn't know how it worked.

But I couldn't hide all the green ears coming from inside.

Werther was surprised to see a subtle green light.

“Everything the goddess said was true. The Goddess said that McMoon was destroyed. ”

“Well, well. ”

The captain shrugs. The word "destruction" is a small vessel to describe what happened.

But then you put up a hologram saying, "I destroyed the world! ’It's impossible to be a light-hearted person.

“Are you just giving it to us? ”

“We don't have to keep the deal. You will need to build your faith in the future. ”

The captain smiled and said.

“Now, let's be honest. Iriya declared neutrality, but neutrality is impossible without power. How can we help each other? ”

The captain thought of Morde, the Knight of the Moon, who approached him and called for his return.

At the time, they thought of the captain as one of the worthy champions, so they were able to make such a foolhardy request.

As the Palace of the Moon, she became a member of the Iriya family and urged them to enjoy peace and focus on their own little "war."

But their thinking was ridiculously wrong.

The captain had a plan to pack up the entire original star and carry it with him, smashing it in half. It was too big for Iriya.

Indeed, Berter was speaking with a nervous expression. The goddess asked me to bring it, and I asked for an anvil, but when I saw one approaching, it was only a small mountain. Berter looks at the anvil and speaks quietly.

“· · There's nothing I can tell you about that. ”

“Weren't you here for power? ”

“The goddess will speak directly through the anvil. ”

“All right, let's move. ”

The captain gets up and opens the door first. The drones take the captain and Berter to the anvil in the sky.

Werther touches the green, glowing anvil. Then the anvil gently trembled.

“If possible, could you remove the seal? The goddess wishes to speak directly with you through this tool. ”

“I will. Tyrant.”

[I will reduce the seal output. Berter, I'm warning you. This lead is being watched by our fleet. I strongly advise you not to do anything stupid.]

With Tyrant's warning, the wall surrounding the anvil gradually weakens and flows down like a flowing jelly.

Berter reaches back into the anvil, and this time it shakes violently and begins pouring out surprising visions like a waterfall.

A myriad of galaxies and sea of stars unfold behind the anvil, and you see a faint pink moon rising.

In the vision, the moon of the giant jelly rises. Contrasted with a subtle purple and dark blue color, the strange pastel sky was wide open, as if walking in a dream. I felt like a hologram overlapping reality.

“What · · · · · · · · is this? ”

The captain said, slightly embarrassed. I was nervous for a moment and almost pulled out my weapon. The moon with tentacles?

Of course, it was hard to call it the moon. If the color had been a little darker, they would have immediately recognized it as an alien polymer and tried to destroy it.

However, the alien alarm signal was silent, and Tyrant and the captain had no choice but to observe its presence in silence.

The pink creatures, or the appearance of the moon, resembled jellyfish so much.

Unlike the aliens, however, there were no other strange and terrifying feelings, including disgust, cruelty, or anything else.

Rather, it was like a clean, clean ornamental animal.

“Is it true what I'm seeing? Tyrant, any alien contamination or hallucinations? ”

[Clean, not unusual. What's happening now has nothing to do with aliens. Are they indigenous creatures?]

At that time, Berter spoke to the captain.

“Your Grace, would you mind connecting her with her mind? She wants to talk. ”

The captain shakes his head.

“I'll connect you through quarantine. Tyrant, bring me a vessel. ”

[Focus your computing power. Let's set the computational frame priorities for AREA44 and Iozlo Desert in Serial One. Defensive mechanisms engaged.]

A computing drone has been deployed for use as a terminal.

Equipped with a very large mechanical brain, the captain lays his hand on an old drone.

Watchuts and a computing drone were connected, and the computing power of the Eosillo Desert and the AREA 44 in the Serial One were supplied once the Matryoshikazation was completed.

[Berter, I need you to put your hands over here.]

Tyrant cautiously connects Iriya to the server, who soon believes he has completed a thorough defense against hacking or contamination.

“· · · · . ”

Berter stabs himself with a slight frown. Electrical signals have entered the anvil riding through Werther's body, and are connected to Iriya, a pink jelly planet lurking somewhere in the far anvil.

It finally opens its mouth.

It was the voice of a respectful middle-aged woman coming straight into the captain's head.

“Greetings, Grand Master. ”

The voice was trembling in layers, but it was different in many ways from the human voice.

The strange voice was not only warm, but there was an impression somewhere.

Whenever I heard a voice, Iriya's pink body twitched with several bubbles in the vision, and the white, transparent jelly-like tentacles that were rising up all over my body gently rotated.

Earlier, it was like a jellyfish, but then again, it was like a maze.

“You asked me why I wasn't interested in the ownership of the Great Crystal. The reason is simple. I cannot own the Great Crystal. Because I was the one who removed the flesh from the alien. ”

The captain opens his mouth.

“What I just heard · ·”

“Yes, it's true. ”

[I'm frustrated to say this, but I'd like to request a related report.]

Iriya replies.

“If I deliver the report through this route, my paper will die. Let's talk the next time we get a chance. I'll just give you a quick verbal explanation. We're running out of time. Hostiles are coming. I'm a creature of a culture of aliens. Eliminate their hive minds and their genetic distinctiveness from the start. HED created me to connect to the alien's mind pool. ”

The captain nods. Iriya tells the story.

“Based on Quantumbioinformation, the Progenitors' Terraformists reconstructed me to create a compulsory tumor on brain peptides, creating a heflic limit of 100,000 times per second. ”

Tyrant, who was listening silently, cries out in excitement.

[Oh my God, the experiment was a success! Captain, it appears that you've nearly completed the tox testing to keep the aliens in infancy through the Heflic limit. Impressive!]

The Heflic limit was a term used to denote the life span of a creature. In other words, aliens that are only seconds old are not linked to information from the Hive Pool.

In a state inconsistent with their murders, they die immediately upon birth. With countless repetitions of that life and death, it was only after finally creating an alien analog that would have a very short lifespan.

“Yes · · · I am the fusion of a dying alien genome at birth. Thanks to that, we were able to remove the kill and desire and link the coordinates of the alien pool and the black hole weapon of the Great Crystal. And · · · · · · · ·. in 100,000 years I had a conversation with my creator. I couldn't speak for myself because I had so many eyes on me. So I needed this anvil. ”

But apart from Tyrant's movements, Iriya said urgently.

“Your introduction is longer than I expected. I'll tell you right away, there are traps in the solar system. It's a terrible trap. The real enemy and the broken mechanization squad are on the loose. These are superimposed personality monsters that exterminate all non-machine creatures. ”

“Overlapped personality? ”

“Those are the villains that are chasing me to hunt me down, and you've probably noticed this conversation. They'll be here soon. ”

Immediately a signal flew in.

[Captain, incoming from Rimbo Gate. There are huge crabs coming out of the gate, or birds. First squadron engages.]

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