Zhou Keer immediately summoned the heavenly fire, and the flames on the sword began to burn...

Suddenly, he thought of something, and immediately put away the heavenly fire again.

Spread out your hands, and then a shimmering card appears in the palm of your hand.

This is the light cone that the previous Streamer of Remembrance helped him make, which contains the memories of nearly 300,000 dead people.

If the memories of those people can be preserved in this cone of light, it stands to reason that Troy's should be able to do it too.

As Zhou Keer was thinking, the faceless woman appeared in front of him again.

Zhou Keer frowned and said,

"You have been following me?"

The Messenger shook his head:

"You may not understand our form of existence, I can only exist in the memory of others after throwing away the physical body, and of course the same is true of movement."

Zhou Keer: "Hmm... So can the memory of this friend in front of me be added to this light cone? The

messenger thought for a moment and said, "I originally wanted to help you make a new light cone, but your idea is worth trying."

This cone of light in your hand is extraordinary, I was stunned before, it can hold the memories of 300,000 people!

I don't know what's going on myself, so I might want to.

"Then please."

......

The light on the cone of light gradually became stronger, and then turned into a tangible one, completely enveloping Troy.

Ten minutes later, Troy completely disappeared, and the light cone in Zhou Keer's hand also changed significantly.

In the center of the picture, Troy's determined and somewhat sad face appears on it.

Compared with before, the unwilling mood on the light cone seems to have weakened a little.

"I don't know if you can still see it, so let's rest in it first..."

......

"Down with the brutal rule of the Slicks! Eliminate the source of the devil!

"Down with the brutal rule of the Slicks! At

this time, Xin-41, the revolt in various cities became more and more fierce.

The army defected in large numbers, many Slick officers were killed by their soldiers, and the situation was completely out of their control.

Civilians who had no combat effectiveness also took to the streets, holding portraits of Zhou Keer and shouting loudly.

......

Somewhere in the underground base, several richly dressed men argued anxiously.

However, it has not been possible to reach a unified opinion.

Finally, they all locked their eyes on an old man.

"What to do, Ten Elders, it's too late to drag on like this.

I didn't expect that this time it was actually calculated, and then I should directly dispatch [Machine God] to directly kill the group of guys who pretend to be ghosts, so there would be so much to do. The

old man was silent for a moment, and then said expressionlessly:

"This is the end of the matter... Clean up all those foreigners.

Several people were suddenly shocked:

"But Ten Elders, this is hundreds of millions of people, hundreds of millions of labor!" Just clean up the loss is too great, and the above will not let us go. The

old man snorted coldly:

"Hmph, obedient cattle are good cattle, now do you think they will work obediently in the future?"

It doesn't matter, the only things that are really precious on this planet are spices and minerals, those hundreds of millions... Just tell the mother star and bring in a batch of better varieties.

"Since the ten elders have said so, so be it..."

......

The rebels marched along the way, several important cities fell one after another, and the capital was in jeopardy.

However, at this moment, the ground suddenly began to shake, and a plain outside the city quickly collapsed.

Then a huge alloy steel giant slowly rose from the ground.

The figure of the steel giant is huge, like a magnificent mountain.

Its head even touched the clouds.

Such a major movement made the rebels stop, and they looked at this behemoth in disbelief.

There was a sense of powerlessness in my heart.

"[Ji Shen]... There is even one here..." Several

people who knew some of the inside story looked desperate, they knew what the appearance of [the god of chance] represented.

The Slicks were already planning to kill them completely.

Is this the sorrow of the weak? We just want to live....

Damn Slicks, when the devil is about to destroy the world, he didn't use it against us.

TMD, Lao Tzu fought with them! "

......

......

In the clouds, Zhou Keer floated in the air, looking at the [God of Chance].

The heavenly fire in his hand is ready to strike.

This guy is much stronger than the previous creation engine, if it was his previous self, he would have no chance of winning at all, but now he doesn't pose much of a threat.

At this moment, a calm and old voice suddenly came from within the gods:

"Are you the mastermind of all this? Savior? It's ridiculous.

Who is your real identity? Which force is represented? And why rob us of the Srik colony?

Zhou Keer pouted and said

, "It's just that it's just that you guys are unhappy, can't you?"

It's not for me to say that even colonization has a relatively mild pattern, why do you have to be so brutal?

It's cool to watch others suffer, aren't you?

The voice came again:

"What a hypocritical person, hehe~ people....

Do you think that I and those animals belong to the category [of people]?

Zhou Keer shook his head:

"They should be people, you and I are not sure."

The voice suddenly became a little excited: "I am a noble Slick! The rule of the strong over the weak is the truth of the universe!

Hypocrite, tell me, what do you think of the domestic animals that are kept in captivity? Will you sympathize with them? Do you think farmers are evil?

If one day these beasts go crazy and want to bite their owners to death, what do you think you should do as a master?

Zhou Keer's gaze froze, and he said coldly:

"Since you think that the strong must be the master, then now in my eyes, you are just a pathetic animal."

And now... I'm going to sacrifice you." Zhou

Keer stopped talking nonsense, and the flames on the sword skyrocketed.

And his pupils instantly emitted a golden brilliance.

"Troy, I can feel your emotions... Let your power out! This blow sets the future! "

The endless flame instantly engulfed the steel monster, but the color of the flame was golden, which contained the terrifying power of decomposition.

This is the power of destruction.

"Nope! How is this possible! Why can't the super alloy shell block the defensive force field of the machine god?

Ah~......"............

The flames dispersed, and the upper part of the huge body of the machine god had been completely melted.

Disappearing is more like decomposition than melting.

Zhou Keer was also a little puzzled when he looked at this scene.

This is the power that should come from that light cone, decomposition....

If you encounter a blade again, can you break it down?

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