Chapter 346

After a feeling like thousands of bugs gnawing at the heart, salpurdon's psionics soared, and then propped up an invisible shield to separate the existence, so that the soldiers around him were free from psionic interference.

"Don't try to threaten me!"

The curator of the think tank roared.

In response to him, it was the huge friction sound of the rotation of mechanical gears.

The hatch in front of them slowly opened, and the entrance was shrouded in thick fog. With the sound of heavy footsteps, a tall body emerged from the fog.

Salpurdon immediately held his breath. It was a star warrior, but it was the star warrior he didn't want to see now.

There are nine of them. Their armor is polished and polished to shine. The blue enamel is as deep as the dark night sky against the background of diamonds. The gorgeous golden part looks like the heart of stars in the world.

The huge crown stands in the center of the helmet, engraved with mysterious tizka characters.

On their waists, they all wear a strange sword, a gold hilt and a ruby inlaid on it, which complement each other with their armor.

The rebellious 15th legion, QIANZI.

However, salpurdon knew that there was no flesh and blood under the armor, only bone white sand.

They had previously encountered several such scarlet letter soldiers on the bridge, causing them great trouble.

Seeing the scarlet letter soldiers appear, the soul drinkers took up their guns one after another.

But the scarlet letter made a sound immediately.

"I'm glad to welcome you to Brokeback, curator of the soul drinker's think tank. Please follow me."

Say that and turn around.

Salperdon felt a fit of impatience, but after much consideration, he followed.

He followed the scarlet letter deep and continued through a door. He felt that the room began to tilt down slightly.

There are three arches in the distance, and behind each arch there is a group of escalators.

"The door on the right, think tank."

The tunnel below is very long, and the surrounding ceramic steel columns and floors seem to have been for thousands of years, but the winding of this passage is very familiar to salpurdon, as if he had been here.

So when he got out of the elevator, he immediately found the direction to the target accurately.

If he remembered correctly that the structure here was the same as the route they passed through the star castle at that time, there was no doubt that what he was looking for would end.

There should be a warehouse there.

Sure enough, when he came to the end of the passage, he found that the passage leading to the interior was blocked by a huge door engraved with the sign of mechanical education.

He hates the sign.

Then the door began to open slowly.

With the release of internal gas, the exposed internal structure is consistent with salpurdon's memory. Although it has changed a lot, it is still the same place.

The arched ceiling is more than 70 meters high. You can see many metal columns as the load-bearing base. There are many iron chains hanging on the ceiling as the connection of lamps and lanterns.

Platforms, channels, steps and up and down steps surround a static position, and dense probes, sensors and detection equipment wrap something in the middle.

That thing is there, but in perception, or subconsciously, it seems to include an entire galaxy in mid air.

In the center of the static position, a spear is suspended.

It was a huge spear with a handle as thick as the body of a power sword.

The end of the spear is the eagle's head of an eagle, and its tip is a clenched iron fist. A glittering blade as long as a sword is stretched out from the fist.

Fine handicrafts are covered with plastic steel coatings, the exhaust box that disintegrates the force field generator is hung under the fist, and the power transmission cables and force field dispersion bolts are cleverly hidden in the decoration.

In addition, there is a more mysterious technology on the blade.

This is a whirlpool weapon, a creation of the Lord of mankind, forged by him, full of exquisite mastery of science and sub space.

Its name is soul spear. It was once a weapon used by proto Donne during the expedition.

But it is said that Donne used it very few times. It seems that he instinctively resisted the weapon. In most of the world, it slept in the armory of the mother.

After the second establishment of the army, I don't know why the soul spear became the holy thing of the battle group of soul drinkers, but it was lost thousands of years ago.

"Soul Spear -"

Salpurdon trembled at the sight of this thing.

Everything he did, gave and sacrificed was for this holy thing.

For the soul spear, they became traitors.

For the sake of soul spear, soul drinkers mutilate each other.

For the soul spear, he also became a monster

The soul spear has become almost all the meaning of his life, and he also firmly believes that as long as they find the soul spear, they can get rid of the traitor's name, and they still have a chance to bridge the rift of the battle group, he said——

When he trembled and stretched out his hand to the static position, a figure was horizontal in front of him.

The scarlet letter warrior's soulless eyepiece stared at him.

"Go away!!!"

Salperdon immediately became angry, like a child whose toy had been taken away.

"Now! Now! Or I'll let you die several times! Even if you're dead! I'll rub your ashes!"

But the scarlet letter did not retreat. On the contrary, it took a step forward and stared at the director of the think tank with a forced attitude.

"I hope you can find out the current situation. The angry soshyan is rushing towards you."

At the mention of soshyan's name, salpurdon's brain immediately seemed to be watered with cold water.

"Who the hell are you?"

Salperdon stepped back and looked at the scarlet letter carefully, but he didn't see anything special.

"I am fate, I am everything."

"I asked who you are, not what you are? Damn it, you are a devil, a god damn devil, and nothing else."

Although he has been declared rebellious, it does not mean that salpurdon chooses to be with chaos - his pride as astat still remains in his heart, but he knows how much remains.

"I am everything, everywhere. I used to be a member of mortals. Now I am the messenger of Saint traitor."

"Strange."

Salpurdon took another step back. He made a gesture, and the soul drinkers immediately picked up their guns.

"You're too dangerous. I'll take back the soul spear myself."

"Danger? I don't know the real danger is always behind you."

The scarlet letter soldier gave a shriveled laugh and then retreated slowly.

"You will be willing to surrender."

Hearing this, salpurdon's heart trembled, and some primitive power fluctuation was approaching rapidly, which he had witnessed not long ago.

They're being followed. Someone's trying to grab the soul spear!

"Stop him!!"

Salperdon roared.