Chapter 917

Those people are roaring madly one by one. The anger of betrayal, the flame of despair, everything makes them lose their reason.

They want to avenge that guy and find that damn bastard, even if they want to kill themselves.

And all the guys who stand in front of them are their own enemies.

So, a chaotic war broke out at this time.

"How about the hull injury?" in the central area of the spacecraft, a tall, thin guy who looked like an unreal energy body without entity was wrapped in strange chains.

The whole body looks blue and looks quite strange.

His body size is much larger than that of normal adults. It looks like a devil.

This guy is the real face of the professor!

Perhaps this is not his original appearance. He was just a weak Professor, but now he has extremely powerful energy and even gives up his weak body.

In the form of energy, he exists in the world and controls the whole ship. All the people on the ship are his slaves.

Here, he is the emperor, he is God!

And this castle in the air is his temple.

No one has ever dared to break into his temple, and this time, his temple was broken into by these damn bastards.

He even destroyed his temple, which was an unforgivable crime.

"The damage degree of the hull is three thousandths. The problem is not serious. There are 32 rooms in the main damaged area, plus the corridor on the 25th floor. The hull weapons, defense and energy systems have not been damaged." a staff member in front immediately replied.

Quickly check the damage degree of the hull. It can even be said that the damage has almost no impact on the hull.

"The shield has been opened, and that guy can't leave. Mobilize all the monitoring systems for me, and I'll find that guy right away," the professor said coldly.

"Yes, we'll do it right away." the staff member wiped the sweat on his forehead and quickly took action.

"Boss, there was a distress signal outside. Dozens of people were killed when we went out to transport gasoline." another bad message came from a man.

"Order down, all members with number 0-999, go out and kill all the enemies outside."

"As for other members, don't be idle. Give them orders immediately. Search every corner of the whole ship and find the mouse for me." the professor was very angry.

When this pervert is angry, some people will suffer.

"Boss, the bombs on No. 57, No. 86 and No. 97 were disarmed." at this time, the bad news came one after another, which made the professor very, very angry.

Disarm the bomb?

Damn guy.

"Moreover, many instruments on the penultimate floor were damaged, and the hostages died in a large area. There was a message from above that some people were attacking their own people," the man continued.

The soldiers didn't know what had happened, but the professor knew.

Obviously, these people have found out about the hostages.

It seems impossible to continue to control those people by this means.

It's a pity, but if you can't control it, die.

Moreover, if more people get rid of the bomb and last longer, it will cause greater damage to their other men.

In that case, there is no need for those people to continue to exist.

"Detonate the bomb on them." the professor coldly gave a cruel order.

The staff member's palm shook violently. Of course, he knew that the professor said detonating. Naturally, it was not detonating the bombs on everyone, it was the bombs on those people with hostages on it.

That's nearly 800 people.

Those people have made great contributions to this professor, but now it's just a word.

"Professor, some of these people are still outside, and many people may not know..." the staff member couldn't help saying.

"Do as I say." before he finished, the professor called back.

From that sentence, the man felt a danger. He knew that if he continued to say one more word, he would die immediately.

His fingers were trembling slightly and groping for the button.

After hesitating for two seconds, he finally gritted his teeth and suddenly pressed the button.

Boom!

Bang bang!

At the moment when that button was just pressed, the whole ship was up and down, inside and outside, and there was the sound of explosion everywhere.

On that floor, except for the guy who looked like an orc at the beginning, almost all the others were killed, and their bodies were directly divided in two.

There are also many people in the stairs, corridors and rooms below. When they don't know anything, they are directly bombed. Outside, some experts on patrol are directly killed.

It was an extremely cruel means. In an instant, nearly a thousand people were directly killed. The impact of the explosion even blew up many people around them.

Looking at the sticky blood on their bodies one by one, they didn't know what had happened.

Only the person at the beginning knew that there was a burst of fear in his heart. If he hadn't been fast, I'm afraid it would be the same result now?

Seeing that there were many people blocking the road in front, this guy jumped, his body changed in mid air, and even a pair of wings appeared behind him. He was as beautiful as a fire phoenix, spread his wings and flew directly to the top floor.

There are too many enemies in this place. He can only seek other channels to see if he can escape from here.

At the same time, on the other side, I relied on the combat stealth suit and moved forward silently.

My body was close to the wall for fear of meeting anyone.

I want to find that exit.

There must be an exit on this ship. Now there is a steady stream of gasoline being transported.

Should that entrance be open?

I thought so, but when I passed, I found that the situation was completely different.

It is true that there is an entrance, but that entrance is not big. It can only barely accommodate an oil pipeline, and all other places are blocked.

The current situation is that people inside can't get out and people outside can't get in. Almost two blockade areas have been formed.

Of course, some people with special energy devices can go in and out of here freely regardless of the protective cover, and only those who perform special tasks have such things. I obviously don't have that thing.

I can't get out. What's the matter?

Wait here? When the oil transportation is completed, those people outside must come back. Maybe I will have a chance to go out then?

But it's more likely to be found out when I go out, and maybe I can't wait that long at all.

Frowning, I was thinking.

Seeing the front groups of people searching, I thought for a moment. My palm was stuck on the wall, just like a gecko swimming on the wall, and my body slowly wriggled on the smooth wall.

Finally, he moved his body to the top of his head and stopped.

Thanks to my strength and ability to manipulate metals, I can adsorb on these metals. Otherwise, I will be discovered by those below sooner or later.

One by one passed under me.

While walking, these people are still saying something.

There are the most people on the first floor. I know that's because when I fell down, I hit a big pit on the first floor, so those people thought I was on the first floor.

Actually, that's right. I'm right here.

Because the wood outside is doing damage, the delivery of gasoline has obviously become much slower, which can be regarded as buying me time.

Those people went back and forth carefully on the first floor. After searching every room, they found nothing and no one.

"Could it be that after falling down, he ran to another floor?"

"It's possible, damn it, two hundred floors. When are we going to be tired?"