Tech overlord

"Ah."

Li Jueye took a deep look at him. The opponent's disdain was ultimately his powerlessness to resist after a defeat. In his eyes, he was so naive to quarrel with a child, and the thought was just that, so he issued an order: " Take it down and put him in a prison in the city."

"Yes."

Yan Qingci and Jinghuai left and right, pressing him to the prison where Keanu Sergey was being held.

"Enter the city."

...

This was the fifth day after the Great Wall was regained in Northern Xinjiang. Five consecutive days of surrendering have basically wiped out the enemy forces lurking inside the city.

At this point, the Siege of Northern Xinjiang was completely over.

Five days is not long, but it is enough for the news here to spread throughout the spirit star.

Western Holy See.

The saint general Li Ruoyu read to the old man in front of him in her life, and said: "Grandpa Pope, his life is basically like this."

"This is just his life now."

The pope is standing at the window. Summer has just passed, and autumn is about to begin in a blink of an eye. The climate of the Roman Empire is fickle, and these days suddenly become cold.

The sparrow twittering outside the window didn't know where it hid.

Let this vast sky, there is not the slightest embellishment, even the white clouds have never seen a single star.

Only a city floating high in the air was constantly roaring, and a huge shadow of the city was cast on the earth, covering the entire imperial city.

Although it is daytime and the sun is at its strongest at noon, just one glance at that city can still make people throb.

The soul trembled.

The pope turned around, and the purple bead between his brows concealed in his skin, and turned from the shadow to reveal an old face.

He has a distinctive face.

On the whole, there is no difference between him and human beings. There are hands and feet, but the difference in detail makes him and humans have an essential division.

He is bald.

Not only that, on his forehead, there is a bulge about five centimeters, which looks similar to the dragon's horns, but in fact it has not pierced the skin and grown out.

So looking at it like this, it was like an egg stuffed in his forehead, propping his forehead high.

The eyes are big and narrow, small nose, small mouth, melon face, big head, small body, but the body is hidden in the luxurious clothes and can not be seen.

He shook his sleeves, revealing a pair of green hands, picked up the tea on the desk, took a breath, and drank the cold tea.

"His growth is a bit unexpected."

The Pope looked indifferent. He didn't have any thoughts about the defeat of the Western Empire. Instead, he showed a look that had nothing to do with him.

So this situation is very strange.

You must know that most of this planet is controlled by gods, and even those with a strong empire must still serve the gods.

As the Pope, the spokesperson of the gods in the world, his every move should be about the three empires.

After all, the power of the three empires can ensure that the beliefs of the gods will not be shaken, and that this basic disk will not be eroded and invaded by the science of dawn.

The current situation is that Li Ruoyu used the power of science and technology to defeat them one by one.

Fang Su was moved down with a musket, a few Eastern Crusades were killed with cannons and detonators, and the paladins under his command were killed directly with howitzers.

The Pope's strength is due to the ability of his men.

The stronger his subordinates, the higher his status, and his position is unbreakable.

So even if he does not have any military power, he is just a mascot in the West, but he still has the reason of supreme majesty.

just now,

The Winter City was broken.

Westerners who had lived there for decades were slaughtered clean, old people beheaded, children were demoted to slaves, and they went to Dawn to engage in infrastructural atonement.

As for women...

Oh, a country that has been defeated, in the world, women cannot escape a fate...

Therefore, he should be angry, or worried.

Alexei, Liger Paladin, Keanu Sergey, and Maxford, the four have the power of Paladin, and the combined biochemical forces under their command would be tens of thousands.

The biochemical forces that controlled each other were the foundation of the imperial system, but Li Ruoyu used the power of science and technology to cut them off one by one.

So now it's not a counterattack, but there are problems with defense.

It is indeed good that Rome and the dawn border, and it is not impossible to counterattack, but the premise is to bypass the plateau that stretches for thousands of kilometers.

Although the dragon flew past, the total number of dragons in the West is no more than a hundred.

These infertile hybrid grenades, one dead and one less, and Li Ruoyu grabbed and ate a few of them. Counting that, the two years of war completely implanted the West into the world’s concepts, and the theory of god invincibility was blown up. Up.

Even in today's overall disadvantaged situation, the Pope still has a face that is not shocked, which is really surprising.

If Lord Li was here and he saw the face of the pope, he might yell the exile!

The pope put down his teacup and savored the sweetness in his mouth. He has been in this world for a few days. After all, it seems that it has been almost a hundred years from before the natural disaster to the present.

He counted the days silently, then his thoughts returned to the night three years ago.

At that time, he was writing a report to Sky City, but suddenly he noticed that a particularly powerful biomagnetic field was coming to the east of this star.

That huge and violent force directly caused the entire Sky City to lose its communication ability in an instant, and isolated all the detection equipment.

The radio is jammed, the satellite loses control, the magnetic field is out of balance, and even the core kinetic energy that controls this world, has fallen into a static state.

If it doesn't last for a long time, otherwise, I'm afraid that the only sky city in this spirit star will have to be carried down from the sky alive.

"The Chosen..."

The pope lowered his head, and there was a drawing on the desk with some weird lines drawn on it. At the center of the line was a black circle.

Around the circle, there are clouds that have been distorted to describe red.

He has been thinking about this painting for some time. Since he caught the magnetic field fluctuations three years ago, he painted such a painting that he can't see through based on his feelings and what he saw that night.

On paper in two-dimensional space, the paintings are not three-dimensional.

But when the gaze falls into it, it makes people feel that the soul has to be sucked in, as if this is not a two-dimensional space, but a high-dimensional space channel expressed on a two-dimensional paper.

"Really there is a wormhole."